Everything seems to be a long time, but in fact, Ling Xingchen's knowledge of the sea is only fleeting.

He was furious, scolded the vixen in his heart, and glared at her fiercely, then withdrew his gaze, not missing the starry eyes at all.

Ling Xingchen forcefully pulled his arms out of Wang Fuxing and Chen Luoyu's arms, glaring at the frightened two, their bodies tense and trembling.

"Wolf...... Wolf King!"

"The wind... Wind Wing...?"

"Demon Fire Blue... Scaly wolf?"

I don't know who trembled and shouted, and when he looked at a trembling arm, they were all panicked, and several people gathered together to reveal the identity of the beast demon.

In the end, he was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, either scared to pee or fainted, or his face was pale and there was no trace of blood, and he cursed the eight generations of fairies, ahhhhhhhhhhh

At this moment, in a place where a certain type of big demon is famous all over the world, many old demons sneeze inexplicably.

The surrounding forests are getting warmer and hotter, and the ground shaking is becoming more and more violent.

The bewitching girl who is not innocent saw that Ling Xingchen was not affected by the charm at all, as if she had discovered a new continent, her eyes flashed with the light of ten thousand diamonds, and there was a faint resentment in her eyes.

She didn't move, staring at Ling Xingchen intently, this fool is really getting more and more handsome!

The vixen seemed to have forgotten what was going on, and didn't even notice that the wolf cub had come out of her embrace, screaming at the sky, struggling to fall to the ground, and stumbling away.

After the wolf cub appeared, Ling Xingchen found that the golden eyes of the Wind Wing Demon Fire Blue Scale Wolf King apple-sized in the air had receded, replaced by gentleness, full of doting color.

The earth shook violently, the wind howled in the forest, the sound of collision continued, the sound of trees breaking everywhere, and the dust and smoke were filled, approaching the people who were hiding their faces with their robe sleeves in the panic, and the increasingly hot air was like a furnace, but the water in their bodies quickly evaporated, and a sense of fear and chill arose, and the more and more intense coercion made the haze of despair envelop their hearts.

Someone wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but saw that the wolf king in the air changed the color of love, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of cyan demon fire, and the person fell into the sea of fire, screamed for a few seconds, and was burned to only a cloud of ashes.

Ling Xingchen could hear that the unlucky guy was the one who had just fought against Wang Fuxing. Unfortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and he did not have time to rescue.

The seven seven seven-eight-meter-long adult wind-winged demon fire blue-scaled wolves that he had detected before with his keen spiritual sense were flapping their wings, and they were flying at an extremely fast speed, less than five hundred meters.

Behind them, the dust and smoke were billowing behind them, and eighty wolf demons ranging from the beginner level of the demon master to the high-level realm of the demon master flew in a closed circle at this moment.

Is this really going to be wrapped in dumplings?

Ling Xingchen was also nervous in his heart, the strength of a martial artist in the same realm was really below that of a beast demon, and even before the Xuan Beast opened his spiritual intelligence, his strength was above that of a martial artist. According to the current gorgeous lineup of beast demons, he alone can't solve it. He was very helpless, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, but he gave Wang Fuxing and Chen Luoyu around him a reassuring look.

"Whew-"

"Whew~~~~~"

"Whew~~~~~"

“......”

The seven wolf demons bowed their heads to the wolf king in the air, and then saluted respectfully to the wolf cubs, and the ferocity and heat exuded from their bodies made the people who were already dry and their lips cracked, and the heat was even more unbearable.

Just when everyone was glad that these wolf demons did not succeed, and they still had a trace of luck, thinking that they would only look for fairies, ahh

Ling Xingchen was furious, and a hollow flip inserted the unequaled sword sheath on the ground, running the Crazy Lion Technique, and a fierce power like the king of all beasts emanated from its center.

Be a low-key person and know how to hide the edge, anyway, the Wild Lion Fist has been exposed, so it doesn't matter, so he didn't choose to use a sword at the moment.

"Whew-"

"Whew~~~~~"

"Whew~~~~~"

“......”

Ling Xingchen arched his neck and shrunk his head, staring at his teeth, acting in the shape of a lion, a majestic head, the shadow of a reckless and wild lion hunting with a mane enveloped his body, and the momentum of the invincible king spread out to the world, pressing the wolf demons' bodies trembling, letting out a roar, and the beasts fought against it.

After all, in their eyes, Ling Xingchen's cultivation was too low, and there was no doubt that he was like an ant.

The warriors who had been frightened felt a strong coercion to offset the coercion of the wolf king, faintly with the power of the king, thinking that there was another beast king, who wanted to use them as food and snatch them from the wolf king, and their hearts were miserable, and it seemed that they could not escape today.

Crazy Lion Trick!

Only Wang Fuxing and Chen Luoyu showed joy and saw hope.

It is worth mentioning that the enchanting woman in a white dress did not have the slightest feeling of fear, her eyes were bent into two crescents, and she secretly looked at Ling Xingchen, it turned out that the little brother was so majestic!

"Whew~~"

The Wolf King in the air had a fierce light in his eyes, glared at Ling Xingchen angrily, and roared.

"Roar—"

Ling Xingchen made a slamming gesture, combined with Chaofeng Zong's sound killing technique, raised his head and roared angrily, turning into a lion's roar, overshadowing the power of the wolf king. He seemed to be a true king of all beasts, with long black hair fluttering and his clothes bulging.

The roar of the lion squeezes and disperses the air around it, creating a raging wind.

Facing the cyan flames spit out by the seven-headed demon master realm wolf demon, Ling Xingchen spun in place, waving his fists, each punch hit the shadow of a reckless and wild lion, roaring and rushing out, against the seven cyan demon flames like a broken bamboo, breaking through and dissipating, the power was undiminished, and it hit its bloody mouth.

A strong smell of blood permeated.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

"Roar-roar-roar——......"

Before, he used the time when the weapons of the two sides collided to perform the sword song, and although the result was unsatisfactory, he barely succeeded. At this moment, Ling Xingchen tried to use his voice to directly cast the sword song without contact, but he didn't expect it to be successful, but it didn't achieve the effect he expected.

If those famous masters knew Ling Xingchen's thoughts, they would probably have the urge to split the cracks in the ground.

The seven-headed wolf demon trembled under the sword song, and his consciousness was stunned.

Ling Xingchen didn't stop because of this, he continued to wave his arms, and his fist flew out of the seven wild lion shadows again, overturning the seven wolf demons and smashing them heavily on the ground.

The ground trembled when they were despaired, and their hearts were even more frightened, and they shrank to the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Before I could exert myself, you fell!"

Ling Xingchen let out a loud shout, mobilized a large number of dragon yuan, punched into the air, and rushed out with his fist A wild lion covered in golden-red flames stepped into the air, the scorching air distorted, and met the wolf king's bloody mouth, like a bamboo, choking back the cyan demon fire that had just erupted.

Ling Xingchen's words shocked the spirits of all the young people, joy and sorrow, it turned out that the god of luck had not abandoned them, and was already thinking about taking the opportunity to leave.

In the early stage of the first stage of martial arts, practice into a spirit-level high-level martial art! Xuan Qi out of the body! Xuan Qi into a yuan!

The bewitching woman was shocked, and her heart was about to jump to her throat.

This is the most incredible thing she has encountered since she went down the mountain, and there is no one who has seen the most talented demon. Although she doesn't want to admit it, even she herself is ashamed of herself as a genius in the clan who has not been born for thousands of years.

The Wind Wing Demon Fire Green Scale Wolf King suddenly felt as if this head was roasted on a fire, his mouth seemed to have been roasted, and his tongue was no longer sensitive to the surrounding smell. For wolves, the tongue cannot discern smells, just like having eyes without beads - just doing ornaments.

It was full of smoke and rage, its big golden eyes shot a breathtaking fierce light, and the fierce wolf's face was covered with scales, revealing the strange and hideous, and at this moment there was a humanized anger, and the eyes were full of anger.

"W-w-w-"

It took a deep breath, the scales all over its body cracked, and cyan demon fire erupted from the cracks, filling its whole body, so majestic! It opened its bloody mouth at Ling Xingchen, and when it sucked it suddenly, it was about to breathe fire.

Only a fool would stand up and be a target!

Ling Xingchen rose up in the air, cast the Phantom Wind Technique, did not retreat but advanced, and threw two punches at the pair of scale-covered wings, and two flaming lions more than ten meters long flew out of the fists, roaring and stepping away into the air.

Among the beast clans, the lion is the king of all beasts, and Ling Xingchen's self-created mad lion recipe is deeply samadhi, and even with the coercion and momentum of the lion king, it faintly suppresses the wolf king.

With the help of the power of the earth, Ling Xingchen was not suppressed by five times the gravity, his body swept away, and he dodged the angry cyan demon fire, he was secretly frightened, and the location where he was almost turned into scorched earth. The wolf king's wings were burned by the flame lion and "sneered", emitting green smoke, the scales fell off a large piece, and the meat became charred black, and then, a smell of burnt Hu mixed with the smell of meat spread.

"Whoa—whoa—"

The wolf king's heart was shocked, if this mountain range dared to be called the second to play with fire, then no beast demon dared to call it the first, but today he was actually bullied by a human race boy with fire.

Its wings are connected to many meridians, and its nerves are connected to the central nervous system, so it is sensitive, and the pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow makes its huge body tremble and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Obviously it is a human race, how can it have the power of the king of the beast race? How can it have such a domineering flame Xuanyuan? Divine, domineering, and violent, the rank is far above its cyan demon fire. Its form has a natural suppression of its bloodline, and its power suppresses its momentum.

The wolf demon on the ground had already lost its courage in front of Ling Xingchen, and under the pressure of the lion king's power, its body trembled, its tail between its legs, and its huge head was lowered.

"Dog, aren't you crazy?"

Ling Xingchen said as he aimed it in the mouth with a mad lion fist.

How long can a martial artist in the early stage of the martial artist perform a spirit-level high-level martial art?

The dignified wolf king is regarded as... Dog?

The wolf king was stunned for a moment, and then his huge eyes were bloodshot, golden and red, but he could watch the flaming lion shadow that was only the size of a fist roar and gallop towards it, and he was furious. I thought that after a stormy attack on this human race, Xuanyuan would be exhausted, and it would not be able to beat the flame mad lion more than ten meters long.

Ling Xingchen looked at the Wolf King's expression and found that he had made a prophecy, and he couldn't help but feel amused. Where is this expression of a wolf?

When the Flame Lion arrived in front of him, the tyrannical aura of destruction that wanted to burn everything made the Wolf King fearful, and he couldn't dodge, and the huge head could only be slightly deviated, and the miniature version of the Flame Lion wiped the corners of its mouth, and rushed into the Wolf King's fishy mouth without accident.

The wolf king felt like he had swallowed the flames of the burning sky, from his mouth, esophagus to his stomach, like a fire dragon rushing and surging, stirring the wind and clouds, and his internal organs were raging and scorching by the raging flames. The burning sensation in its body increased, and the air it exhaled distorted with the scorching air.

"Whew~~~"

The pain of burning made the wolf king roar and scream again and again, his body more than ten meters long was churning and struggling in the air, his wings flapped irregularly, and the big dog who wanted to swallow his breath was dying.

The wolf king fell into madness, and with a miserable scream, cyan flames erupted from his mouth, and a large area of the spirit tree was instantly burned to ashes.

"Dog, get out of here!"

Ling Xingchen let out a loud shout, and while dodging the wolf king's furious flame attack, he waved his fists, and a flame lion more than ten meters long roared into the air, bombarding its wings and abdomen.