Yan Hong is a demon of the Five Realms, and his physical strength alone is already extraordinary, plus his bloodline characteristics are also biased towards strength, even if Song Zhiqing makes a move, it is impossible to choke his neck like this. But in the hands of the demon king Red Vulture www.biquge.info Iwako is as weak as a chick whose neck has been choked.

Roaring, struggling, and even faintly revealing the true body of the demon, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free, and watched his body gradually soften.

The dignified Great Demon of the Five Realms was about to be strangled to death.

The other demons in the walled city looked at each other, either sighing or gloating, but none of them had the intention of stepping forward to interfere.

But Lin Qingqing, who was looking at the windowsill, was a little anxious.

Lin Qingqing and Yan Hong also have no friendship at all, and don't look at her usual stunned, but she doesn't have the slightest virgin gene. Whether it was in the Southern Tang Dynasty or the war between the two clans that had just ended, there were really a lot of demons who died under Lin Qingqing's hands.

But at this time and at that time, now Lin Qingqing has just "guided" Yan Hong on the "right path", and in Lin Qingqing's eyes, he is the little brother. The younger brother was choked by the neck, how could she, the eldest sister, ignore it.

"Stop!!" Lin Qingqing yelled and jumped out of the window. The momentum is so fierce and the speed is so fast that even Song Zhiqing didn't hold it.

Lin Qingqing not only shouted to stop, but also made a move.

There was a thick and long huge flagpole standing in front of the stone building, and Lin Qingqing happened to pass by the flagpole when he jumped out of the window. The two arms poked out, and with a click, the flagpole was broken. Then with a flick of his arms, he smashed the demon king red vulture.

"Chatter...... There are more and more daring juniors. The Demon King Red Vulture laughed strangely, and his other hand reached high.

Facing the thin palm of the red vulture, the thick and tough flagpole was easily torn apart like a piece of paper, turning into sawdust and scattering.

After the flagpole was torn to pieces, the red vulture's palm was castrated, and continued to go straight to Lin Qingqing to grab it.

Yan Hong's strong body couldn't resist the red vulture's grasp, and if Lin Qingqing was caught by this claw, he was afraid that he would die in an instant.

Seeing this, Song Zhiqing knew that he couldn't continue to watch, even if his identity as a human race was exposed, he had to take action.

But just before Song Zhiqing was about to make a move, a figure suddenly appeared from the other direction of the walled city.

"Lord Akatsu, be merciful!"

That figure didn't look strong, and his cultivation was not ordinary, just the level of the innate realm. But the figure seemed to be holding something in its hand, and threw out a turquoise light and shadow, blocking the palm of the red vulture.

The seemingly ordinary band of light seemed to be full of great power, and it actually made the red eagle's palm attack slightly.

Song Zhiqing, who was about to make a move, suddenly felt his body tighten, as if he was imprisoned by something.

"Forbidden space?" Song Zhiqing was startled.

The other party seems to be in a low realm, but this shot is really extraordinary.

That turquoise light and shadow was not aimed at the pine blue, nor at the demon king red vulture, but the space in this area was completely blocked. Therefore, not only the demon king red vulture, but even the pine green has been affected.

Song Zhiqing hesitated.

If he forcibly breaks free, he can naturally break this ban. But in that case, it will inevitably expose the identity of the Terran powerhouse. In addition, although the demon who shot out did not know his identity, he obviously had the intention of protecting Lin Qingqing, and it was very likely that he was a subordinate of Wu Ye. Rather than act now, you might as well wait and see what happens.

Song Zhiqing pressed the intention of making a move, but the red vulture obviously didn't want to stop there.

"Little bastard, even if you dare to stop the old man?" the red vulture seemed to know who it was at the first time, and his face instantly became gloomy. With a wave of the backhand, the arm grows in the wind.

At first, the red eagle attacked several times, and the arms were extended, but this time, not only the length changed, but the shape and size also changed.

The palm of the hand instantly became ten zhang long and wide, and large scales grew at the fingers, and the nails at the end were as sharp as steel hooks. Unfolded in the air, it carries a cloud of evil wind and blood, like a ghost hand from hell.

This terrifying palm just grabbed it in the air and shattered the turquoise light and shadow.

The thin figure seemed to be injured by this, snorted, and fell back again.

Then, the red vulture flipped its palm, turned to Lin Qingqing again, and grabbed it in the air.

The speed at which the red vulture swings its claws is not fast, it can even be said to be slow. But that hand was so huge that Lin Qingqing, who was still in the air, had no way to dodge it, so he could only watch the palm of his hand fall down.

Song Zhiqing sighed, his hands clasped the imprint, and he was ready to make a move.

When the turquoise light and shadow were crushed, Song Zhiqing knew that he couldn't dodge. Revealing your identity will certainly cause endless trouble, but no matter what, you can't sit back and watch Lin Qingqing die at the hands of that demon king.

"Slow down. A hand pressed on Song Zhiqing's wrist, and it was indifferent snow.

Indifferent Xue entered the room just now, and although Song Zhiqing didn't look back, he noticed it early. But he never expected that the indifferent snow would stop him.

But now Song Zhiqing didn't have time to ask, and shook off the arm of the indifferent snow.

The battle between the masters is changing rapidly, not to mention that it is the demon king Red Eagle who is shooting now. No matter what reason Indifferent Xue had to stop, he couldn't stand by and watch.

But after such a delay, Song Zhiqing has lost the best time to shoot.

The big hand of the demon king red vulture has been caught in the air.

At this moment, a fierce roar suddenly sounded in the air.

"Roaring ――――――"

It's not that anyone is doing any more great moves, and it's not some infinitely powerful means, it's just a simple roar. The only thing you can feel is the anger and tyranny in the roar.

But it was this roar that made all the demons feel like they had been struck by lightning, and their faces were terrified, as if sheep had heard the roar of a tiger. Even the demon king Red Vulture, who has always been arrogant and unscrupulous, has changed his expression drastically, and the giant claws he photographed have also stopped.

The blood of the demons not only gives them the gift of strength, but also leaves an ancient imprint in the depths of their hearts. The imprint of rank, the imprint of inferiority.

For demons, the respect of the strong is not just a lip service like the human race, but every demon is deeply rooted. Demons with a low realm, in the face of a high realm, rarely have disobedience, and the larger the realm, the more so. This is not to say that the beliefs of the demons will remain unchanged through the ages, but this difference in rank has long been integrated into their bloodline.

The reason why Yan Hong is so cowardly in the face of the demon king Red Vulture is that the strength of the Red Vulture is one thing, but there is another important reason, that is, the concept of hierarchy contained in the bloodline.

Fang Cai's roar was not an ordinary voice, it was some powerful demon venting his anger, it was the roar of the emperor.

In the face of such an existence, even the demon king Red Vulture had to put away his minions.

After a moment of silence, the demon in the village fell to his knees, his head deep on the ground, and he did not dare to speak.

The demon king red vulture also had an ugly face and returned his palm to its original state, not only gave up the attack on Lin Qingqing, but even threw Yan Hong aside casually.

"Who are you?" the red vulture looked at Lin Qingqing with a dark face.

The other demons didn't notice it, but the red vulture did. That roar didn't come from him, but from Lin Qingqing.

He naturally wouldn't think that Lin Qingqing was an emperor in disguise, but the demon king red vulture was at least a little uncertain, the girl in front of him was protected by a certain emperor.

"Qinglin. Lin Qingqing raised his neck and met the red eagle's gaze without fear.

The red vulture's face was cloudy.

Fang Cai Yanhong also looked at him like this, but it was only a moment of blood, and there was not really no fear in his eyes. But at this moment, the red vulture couldn't find the slightest fear in Lin Qingqing's eyes.

In this way, the red vulture confirmed his own speculation.

The demon in front of him must be extremely close to a certain emperor. This closeness is not only a relationship, but also a blood closeness.

"Who could it be?

Just when the red vulture was panicking and secretly guessing, the demon general Yan Ming once again thundered in the Heroic Spirit Bracelet.

"Shameless Terran, dare to use this general!Bastard, bastard, you are all bastards!!"