Chapter 608: Sick Demon God (35)

"What is this?"

A certain demon king looked at the white jade bottle that Father An stuffed into his hand with a puzzled expression.

"The one that our family gave me in the evening is said to be a holy product for beauty and beauty, I just tried it two days ago, and you can see my face for yourself how the effect is." Father An said proudly.

Hearing this, the demon king immediately clenched the white jade bottle in his hand, and stared at An's father's handsome face that seemed to be several years younger.

"It seems really useful...... Great Demon King, you look a few years younger than the other day......" A certain demon king said excitedly.

"Take it back and try it, we'll see if it's used in a few days." Father Ann said.

"Okay, thank you, Great Demon King." A certain demon king excitedly took the white jade bottle into his arms.

With the departure of this demon king, Father An kept clenching the banner in his hand quietly, and silently used his divine sense to communicate with the abyss demon lion in the battle......

Feng Qing, who had gradually gained the upper hand, soon discovered that something was wrong.

That abyss demon lion was originally very stupid, he only knew how to keep hitting him and stepping on him, but he didn't know how to attack him with his cultivation.

But suddenly, the demon lion seemed to have an enlightenment.

kept roaring at him, and there was a powerful cultivation in that roar, which shook the sword qi in his body, and the blood flowed backwards.

"Poof."

Feng Qing was directly shocked and spat blood, and his flying body suddenly slammed into the ground.

As soon as he saw Feng Qing falling, the big eyes of the Abyss Demon Lion's copper bells lit up violently.

He immediately spread his feet again and ran towards Feng Qing excitedly.

"Bang!"

"Roar!"

"Ahh

"Bang bang bang!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Ah, help, help......"

Feng Qing was once again trampled under the feet of the Abyss Demon Lion, and the Demon Lion seemed to be playing a game with him.

Every time I stepped on him, I had to look up to the sky and roar excitedly.

For a moment, the trampling and roaring sound of the Abyss Demon Lion were chaotically intertwined with Feng Qing's screams.

"Shall we go and save the Feng family master......" A soft-hearted swordsman really couldn't look at it, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"It's not that we can't help, it's that we really can't help."

"yes, I can't beat that Abyss Demon Lion."

"Me too, my cultivation is not as good as the Feng family master."

"yes, have you forgotten what we all went through before?"

"The Feng family master is the highest cultivation among our people, even he can't defeat that abyss demon lion, let alone us people."

As soon as this voice came out, those righteous path swordsmen immediately fell into a dead silence.

Seeing Feng Qing screaming and spitting blood from his mouth, An Qiu didn't immediately stop the abyss demon lion.

Instead, he let it play with Feng Qing for a whole hour, and seeing Feng Qing lying there motionless, Father An waved the flag and summoned the abyss demon lion back.

"Master Feng, you lost." Father An sat on the back of the Abyss Demon Lion, looking at Feng Qingdao, who was lying on the ground below, who only had one breath left.

"I, I don't believe ......" Feng Qing said weakly.

"I, I can't lose......"

"Fei'er, I still have to save my Fei'er......"

Feng Qing said as he spat blood uncontrollably, how miserable he looked.

"I will open the door of the Demon Realm now and give you a quarter of an hour to leave, and I will not wait for it to expire." Father An looked at the righteous swordsmen who were watching from the sidelines and said.