Zhang Qingfeng is too familiar with the demon clan.

Thousands of years ago, a demon tribe of hundreds of thousands of people in the mountains of the Middle Regions was personally led by him to cripple people.

Shuttling through the camp of the demon army, looking at the hideous, terrifying, bloodthirsty and ruthless faces, Zhang Qingfeng had a feeling of returning to a thousand years ago.

Under Li's leadership, Zhang Qingfeng soon met the commander of this demon army - the patriarch of the Thunder Tribe, a fifth-order demon general, and Ken Deji, who has the title of Lord of Thunder.

Kentucky, who has short dark purple hair, is two meters three tall, and when he sits there, he has a fierce and domineering aura.

His muscular arms were bruised, his half-naked chest reflected a rocky luster in the sun, and under his thick chest hair, hideous scars were clearly visible, making it easy to see at a glance that this was a battle-hardened warrior.

On the chair to the left of Kentucky sat a well-dressed and slender young man.

The man was wearing a dark blue tight-fitting tuxedo, and his fiery red hair was matched with a handsome and bewitching white face, giving people a sense of nobility that was out of the mud and unstained.

From Li, Zhang Qingfeng learned that this noble man with a pair of turquoise eyes was the patriarch of the Flame Tribe, Dike.

On the seat next to Kentuckie's right, sat an old man in a black robe, thin and withered, holding a dead wooden staff in his hand, the old man had dark skin, thin skin and bones, only a long silver-white hair was scattered over his shoulders, which was in stark contrast to the black robe and black face.

This black-robed and white-haired old man is none other than the chief priest of the Radiant Tribe, Mai Crotch.

In addition to the three of them, dozens of samurai priests sat or stood on the left and right sides.

"You are the descendant of the true god that the kite said, the grandson of the slave Zhang Chaoyang, Zhang Qingfeng?"

Seeing Zhang Qingfeng, the Lord of Thunder Ken Deji asked coldly, and with his voice, a circle of visible qi waves rippled around his lips, and the feeling was like a roar from a giant beast, and the sand and gravel on the ground were blown away and splashed in all directions.

If you were an ordinary person, I am afraid that you would have been frightened by Kentji's beast roar, but Zhang Qingfeng only squinted his eyes slightly, not letting the flying sand enter his pupils, until Kentji's voice dissipated, he smiled slightly, and said: "Yes, I am a descendant of the true god with pure demon blood, the demon son Zhang Qingfeng, who has gone through the refining of the seven gods, you humble minions, when you see the devil, you don't kneel, do you want to provoke the authority of the seven gods?"

Zhang Qingfeng's words made Li on the side stupid, if she wasn't sure that she didn't bring the wrong person, she would have doubted whether it was Zhang Qingfeng in front of her.

You must know that for having the bloodline of the demon race, even if he has experienced the Seven Gods refining body, Zhang Qingfeng will not admit it.

It's like admitting the identity of the demon is a great shame for him.

On the way here, she was also worried that this guy didn't know how to be flexible, and it seemed that her worries were unnecessary.

Zhang Qingfeng's words made the faces of many demon masters around him change, and Ken Deji, the Lord of Thunder, was also stunned, as if he didn't expect that this Terran kid who didn't have any demon temperament was not afraid of his beast roar at all.

"Hahaha, lowly human beings, don't you have the courage to dare to talk to the venerable Lord of Thunder like this, you say that you are the son of a true god, how can you prove yourself?

Zhang Qingfeng's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that trouble was coming, although he had experienced the Seven Gods refining body, he had not awakened any bloodline talent, which was why he refused to admit that he had the bloodline of the demon race.

However, how smart is Zhang Qingfeng? Having dealt with the demon clan for decades in his previous life, he had a countermeasure in the shortest possible time.

I saw him look left and right, the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil smile, and said: "My awakened bloodline ability, I'm afraid it's not easy to show in this public, right?"

"Hmm? What kind of ability is that? Could it be that you are afraid that the lethality will be too great and hurt the innocent? You can rest assured that with the three of us present, even if you awaken the 'shadow of death', don't want to hurt one person!"

The Shadow of Death is the Dark Demon's natural ability, and it is also the most lethal bloodline inheritance, and it is said that once cast, all living beings affected by the shadow will be devoured and killed.

"Uh...... Not really. Zhang Qingfeng shook his head and said, "My awakened bloodline ability can't do any harm to men, once it is displayed, only women will be injured......"

"Oh?" Kentegee frowned slightly, turning his head to look at the white-haired and black-robed wheat crotch, "High Priest, only hurt a woman's bloodline ability, have you heard?"

From the moment Zhang Qingfeng appeared, a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at him like hooks, and he felt that he wanted to tear off two pieces of flesh from him, and when he heard Kentuckie ask himself, he let out two night owl-like chatter and laughter, and said: "The inheritance of the seven gods is as many as the stars, and it is the first time that the chief priest has heard of it this is the first time I have heard of it, Zhang Qingfeng, don't make any more tricks, let's be straightforward, what is your awakening ability? If you just talk about it, then wait to suffer from the ten thousand ants devouring the bones!"

As he spoke, the deadwood staff in Mai Crotch's hand gently poked into the ground, only to see hundreds of ants coming out of his sleeve, and soon crawling all over the deadwood staff.

The surrounding demon masters saw this scene and changed color, obviously extremely afraid of the ants in the hands of the wheat crotch.

Zhang Qingfeng knew that these guys who had more muscles in their brains were about to lose their patience, so he immediately coughed lightly and said: "My bloodline talent comes from the desire-god, after the seven gods refining the body, I awakened the 'gold-spear does not fall' talent of the night-imperial thousand daughters, the three patriarchs, you say, this kind of natural ability, in this public, is it not very convenient to display it?"

“......”

No one expected Zhang Qingfeng to say such a thing.

The leaders of the three clans in the chair were all stunned.

The female leopard warriors around who heard this became fanatical one by one, and their eyes all involuntarily looked at Zhang Qingfeng's lower body, and some of them even stretched out their tongues and licked their lips, and their expressions seemed to be ready to pounce at any time.

Li opened her small mouth and looked at Zhang Qingfeng, dumbfounded in surprise.

After reacting, his cheeks turned crimson with shame, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. The scene in the watchtower seemed to repeat itself again.

What to do?

Three tribal patriarchs, you look at me, I look at you.

Could it be that in order to prove Zhang Qingfeng's talent, he really found a few women in the clan to test on the spot?

This is a battlefield, not a prostitute, even if he really has the combat power of a golden gun, this is not the time to verify?

"Don't waste any more time. ”

The Dirk Squire, who had not spoken, spoke.

His voice was clear and pleasant, with an indescribable magnetism.

"Let's use the simplest detection method before, and bring up the magic pulp. ”