"Red Feather Feiyan, Feiyan Gate Master Yan Jingjing!"

Wen Hao guessed.

Feiyan Gate is a small sect on Tianwu Da 6, not to mention such an ancient sect as Beiluo Shimen, even Wanhuangmen can't compare, it is a low-end sect, and its strength is comparable to that of the Sun family.

It's just that for the Wen family who just came to Tianwu Da 6, it is a strong enemy.

"A demon king, a martial king, but they are all 1 level!"

Wen Hao pondered the information of Feiyan Gate in his heart.

At the same time, the powerful aura of the demon king also alarmed everyone in the Wen family, and they looked at the sky one by one, revealing a look of horror.

"Who is Wen Hao, come out to see me!"

Red Feather Feiyan finally came to the sky above the Wen family, and Yan Jingjing, the head of the Feiyan Sect, stood on the back of Red Feather Feiyan and asked with a gloomy expression.

Her sister disappeared, and after some investigation, she learned that before the disappearance, her sister and Zhu Yu came to seek revenge on Wen Hao and others, and then disappeared, I don't know if they were alive or dead.

So the first thing Yan Jingjing did was to determine her sister's life and death.

"I'm her sister-killing enemy, wouldn't it be boring to go up!"

Wen Hao sneered in his heart, and then immediately transmitted.

"Xiaoqing, beat her!"

Wen Hao gave an order, and around the Wen family's manor, the moss on the entire hillside immediately came to life, and while thinking about gathering in the middle, dozens of vines stretched out and pumped towards the sky.

Rumble.

The green vines, faintly implying black lines, made a sound of breaking the air, tearing the air, and directly thought about the red feather Feiyan and pumped over.

"Level 2 Demon King!"

Akabane Feiyan spat out a human voice and hurriedly waved her wings to dodge.

"No wonder my sister is missing, it turns out that she is protected by a level 2 demon king, so it seems that my sister is dead!"

Yan Jingjing thought of this, sadness came from her heart, her left palm slapped on the red feather Feiyan, and her body rose into the air.

In mid-air, Yan Jingjing's body shook, and a hundred-zhang tall Martial King battle body appeared in the air.

Rumble.

The martial king's battle body fell to the ground, and the monstrous aura rushed out, wave after wave, and the Wen family's house collapsed a lot.

Wen Hao fixed his eyes and saw that there were two dark lines on this battle body, and the battle body was not stable enough, it was a second-refining treasure body, which belonged to a low-level martial king battle body.

In the hands of the battle body, he held a huge crimson sword, which was a first-level royal weapon that could change in size.

Rumble.

When the Martial King's battle body landed, Xiaoqing's vines also stretched out more than a dozen vines and pulled them over.

Laugh at.

The crimson sword rose to the sky, the sword was three feet long, and a scorching breath fell overwhelmingly, before it fell, the grass and trees under the sword were all yellow, and then they were instantly ignited.

Xiaoqing's vines sprouted bursts of green, but they were not afraid at all and continued to sweep.

Bang.

The vines collided with the crimson sword, and the vines were instantly cut off.

After Xiaoqing's body was strengthened several times, although it was strong, it still couldn't be compared to the royal weapon.

However, although the vines were broken, after the broken vines fell to the ground, they flew to find the main body to converge and reunite, and only a part of it was burned by the scorching true qi, and there was no loss at all.

On the contrary, it was Yan Jingjing's Martial King battle body that shook violently, and he was shocked by Xiaoqing's powerful demonic qi and took a step back.

On the other side, the Red Feather Feiyan also flew down from the sky, and several times wanted to directly attack the people of the Wen family, but they were blocked by hundreds of Xiaoqing, as if the vines of the demon dragon dancing wildly, and they could not break through at all.

Bang.

Red Feather Feiyan wanted to forcibly break in and kill everyone in the Wen family, so she waved her wings, and the crimson demonic power attached to it, trying to tear the vines apart.

Don't look at its wings are all feathers, but as a demon king, its body has been tempered by demonic power, and a feather is as sharp as a spirit soldier.

In its mind, although the other party is a level 2 demon king, it is a plant, and its body is definitely not as sharp as its wings.

But in the first encounter, although the wings of the Red Feather Feiyan cut off the roots and vines, his feathers were also scattered and flying, which was actually a comparable ending.

"How is that possible? How can the body of the plant demon king be compared to beasts? Unless...... Unless its bloodline is far stronger than mine, comparable to that of the dragons. ”

Shocked in her heart, Akabane Feiyan waved her mutilated wings to return to the sky.

But since he fell, how could Xiaoqing let him escape easily.

At this moment, Xiaoqing's scattered body on the top of the mountain was also re-gathered, and more than a hundred vines rose into the sky, like dumplings, converging towards the center.

Call.

The wind swept, and hundreds of dragon-like vines danced wildly, attacking wantonly, blocking the retreat of the Red Feather Feiyan.

"What the hell is this plant, and why is it so strong!"

Yan Jingjing was also frightened.

Although his royal weapon was sharp, Xiao Qing's body was not afraid of swords at all, even if he smashed it with his True Qi palm print, he could regather it.

"Hey, Xiaoqing's body will be somewhat similar to Sun Wenbin, the heir of the blood shadow, no, it will be stronger, because Xiaoqing really has no weakness, in addition, if you kill someone, you can also absorb 5% of your strength!"

Wen Hao was also overjoyed to see that Xiaoqing had blocked a demon king and a martial king alone, and his combat power was so strong.

If it was Xiaoqing in the past, he would definitely not have such strength, but after several strengthenings of the gang system, his bloodline is strong, comparable to the dragon clan.

High bloodline, special physique, the strength of the level 2 demon king, not to mention the red feather Feiyan and Yan Jingjing, the ordinary level 5 demon king and martial king are here, and they only have to flee for their lives.

"Moss body, but the bloodline is equivalent to the dragon, what is this? Could it be that it has been specially cultivated by the Divine Pill Master? ”

On the side, Hong Jian also showed curiosity, with his knowledge, he couldn't recognize what kind of Xiaoqing was.

Under Xiaoqing's full attack, the Red Feather Feiyan flew down carelessly, surrounded by hundreds of vines, losing its greatest flight advantage, and was soon knocked over by Xiaoqing on the ground, and then hundreds of vines fell in turn, and immediately the feathers of the Red Feather Feiyan flew wildly, and the skin was open and the flesh was open, which was unbearable to see.

Although Yan Jingjing was distressed, she knew that she couldn't save her.

"If I stay here, I will also die, and if I want revenge, I can only go back and find someone to help!"

Yan Jingjing thought of this, turned around and rushed towards the outside of the mountain.

With the royal weapon in hand, she didn't rush in originally, so she rushed out soon after, then retracted the battle body and fled directly.

Wen Hao and the others had no strength to stop them, so they could only watch Yan Jingjing escape.

After a while, Xiaoqing's body spread out, but Chiyu Feiyan disappeared, but it was swallowed directly by Xiaoqing, and there was not even a bone residue left.

"With the special ability to devour, no wonder this little green will grow so fast!"

Hong Jian was stunned.

There aren't many beasts with devouring power, but there are quite a few, and most of them are also plants, so it's not surprising.

"It's just that Xiaoqing devoured it too quickly, and the others devoured a demon king of the same level, how could it take ten days and a half months!" Hong Jian muttered in his heart.

(End of chapter)