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"Roar!" The desolate demon let out a weak roar at Zhao Jingfeng, as if to warn Zhao Jingfeng not to step forward, but from its eyes, it can be clearly seen that it is weak at this time, the aura gathered on a pair of wings behind it, it is also triggered, this is already its last means of saving its life, gathering these aura, has exhausted all the aura in its body, once this blow is struck, it will also completely become a lamb to be slaughtered in a short period of time.

Zhao Jingfeng's footsteps slowly retreated, but his eyes were staring at the desolate demon fiercely, and his expression was vigilant. At this moment, Zhao Jingfeng suddenly threw the Yan Xi Sword in his hand towards the desolate demon on the opposite side, and the Yan Xi Sword was thrown very high by him, spinning in mid-air and flying towards the back of the desolate demon at a normal speed.

However, as soon as Zhao Jingfeng made a move, the wings behind the nervous desolate demon on the opposite side also trembled slightly, and then he saw a crescent-shaped aura shooting towards Zhao Jingfeng at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Jingfeng seemed to have expected that it would have this blow, and as soon as the crescent-shaped aura of the desolate demon was launched, Zhao Jingfeng rolled around as a lazy donkey again, and quickly moved a distance of several meters with his left shoulder as little as possible to avoid contact with the ground, and dodged without danger.

After this blow, the desolate demon seemed to have suddenly lost all its strength, and its originally fierce eyes became a little dull and unfocused, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

At this moment, the entire body of the Yan Xi Sword, which was still in free fall in mid-air, trembled incredibly violently, and then an even more intense sharp sword aura suddenly appeared, turning into a hazy silver-white light, enveloping the entire Yan Xi Sword in it.

Bathed in the silver-white sword, Yan Xijian's narrow sword body loomed, and it looked like it added a sense of mystery, and then, Yan Xijian's sword turned into a silver-white light, accompanied by a piercing sound of breaking the air, and shot towards the desolate demon who was lying on the ground weakly and was like a cow at a speed as lightning.

"Click!"

With a crisp sound from the collision of hard objects, the sharp tip of Yan Xijian's sword had already broken through the skull of this desolate demon's head, and pierced its head deeply from above.

"Roaring ......"

The desolate demon let out a desolate scream, the sound was very loud, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and Zhao Jingfeng's ears were blinded for a while.

The deafening scream quickly weakened, and when it completely dissipated, I saw that the sparkle in the eyes of this desolate demon was rapidly dissipating, and soon became a complete hollow, and the eyes finally closed when its life was completely gone.

Zhao Jingfeng slowly got up from the ground with some difficulty, his body shook slightly, and he stared at the desolate demon who had been pierced through the head by Yan Xi's sword with a pale face, and couldn't help but show a smile of victory on his face, and his expression was full of joy.

"Finally dead, the strength of the fifth-order desolate demon is really very strong, I didn't think it would be so difficult to deal with the two seriously injured fifth-order desolate demons, it seems that the golden tiger demon king I met last time has not yet shown his full strength!" Zhao Jingfeng muttered in a somewhat weak tone.

Then, Zhao Jingfeng came to the desolate demon with a body like a cow, pulled out the Yan Xi sword and put it in his body, and then immediately sat down cross-legged, and then, the rich milky white light quickly gathered from the heaven and earth, wrapping Zhao Jingfeng's whole person inside.

He didn't rush to deal with the corpses of these two desolate demons, because in his current state, he couldn't do this at all, and he had to guard against the rest of the desolate demons that might appear at any time, so the top priority was to heal the injuries on his body first.

Since his strength broke through to the high-level martial spirit, Zhao Jingfeng's spiritual sense has also increased, and the immortal dew aura he controls at this moment is not only much richer than before, but also the time it lasts has also increased a little.

This time, because Zhao Jingfeng's left shoulder injury was too serious, even the flesh was so strong that the aura blew up a little, so even if the Immortal Dew aura was treated, it would take some time.

After more than two hours, the milky white brilliance that wrapped Zhao Jingfeng's body finally slowly dissipated, revealing Zhao Jingfeng's figure, only to see that Zhao Jingfeng's expression was a little haggard at this moment, although his spiritual sense had increased a little compared to before, but after maintaining the immortal dew aura for more than two hours, he still felt a little tired, at least he did not immediately become drowsy as before.

And after more than two hours of treatment, with the miraculous effect of the Immortal Dew Aura in healing, the injuries on Zhao Jingfeng's body have been completely restored, and even some of the lost flesh on his right shoulder has grown back.

Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the injury on his right shoulder that had fully recovered as before, and then stretched out his right hand to slowly stroke the new flesh that grew again, feeling the strange feeling that came from his body when his palm touched his skin, Zhao Jingfeng had to sigh again in his heart The magic of Xianlu's aura.

Zhao Jingfeng tore off the torn shirt on his body, revealing his body that was still stained with a little blood, and then wiped the blood stains on his body with the torn rags.

Slowly standing up from the ground, Zhao Jingfeng glanced at the corpses of the two fifth-order desolate demons, muttered slightly, and said: "Judging from the appearance, this snow-white desolate demon should be called Bai Ze Beast! Soon, Zhao Jingfeng found out the information about the two desolate demons in front of him according to the ancient Taoist books and ancient books he had read in Confucius and Mencius Academy.

"The demon pill of the two-winged buffalo is hidden under the wings on its back, while the demon pill of the white beast is in the brain. The Yan Xi Sword reappeared in Zhao Jingfeng's hand, and Zhao Jingfeng came to the snow-white Bai Ze Beast with the Yan Xi Sword in his hand, and then thought about stabbing its head.

After taking some effort to remove the demon pill from Bai Ze Beast's brain, Bai Ze Beast's head, which was only the size of an earth dog, had completely changed its appearance, and it looked extremely terrifying.

Although Bai Ze Beasts are fifth-order desolate demons, due to the type and innate limitations, their bodies are no more than two meters at most, unless they reach the strength of the sixth order. And because of the limitations of their bodies, even the demon pills in their bodies are relatively small, only the size of walnuts.

After taking out the demon pill of Bai Ze Beast, Zhao Jingfeng came to the two-winged buffalo again, Yan Xi sword stabbed directly between the two fingers and wings on its back with a sharp sword aura, and then after some efforts, he finally took out the demon pill hidden under the wings, and the demon pill of the two-winged buffalo was the size of an adult's fist.

Zhao Jingfeng wiped the blood stains stained on the two demon pills with the rags of his clothes, revealing two crystal clear spiritual energy crystals.

Feeling the surging and pure aura fluctuations hidden in the crystal, Zhao Jingfeng was secretly frightened, no wonder the gap between the fifth-order desolate demon and the fourth-order desolate demon was so big, at this moment, just from the aura in the demon pill, it could be clearly felt that compared with the aura contained in the fifth-order demon pill and the fourth-order demon pill, this was simply a qualitative leap, and the two could not be compared at all.

Moreover, although the volume of these two fifth-order demon pills was different, the aura contained in them was almost the same.

"These two fifth-order demon pills alone are estimated to be able to sustain my cultivation for a long time. Holding the fifth-order demon pill tightly in his hand, which still had a little residual warmth, Zhao Jingfeng muttered with some excitement, and in his heart, he was also filled with extremely strong joy.

After the excitement lasted for a while, Zhao Jingfeng quickly calmed down, and then took out an extra storage belt and directly loaded the corpses of the two fifth-order desolate demons into it.

The corpse of the fifth-order desolate demon is worth a lot of money, Zhao Jingfeng can't be discarded like the corpse of the third-order and fourth-order desolate demon, just these two corpses can be sold for a lot of money! Moreover, the corpse of the desolate demon is almost priceless and has no market existence if it reaches the fifth order or above, because eating the meat and blood of the high-order desolate demon has very huge benefits for the human body, and it can even slightly improve one's strength and strengthen the body.

The bodies of these two fifth-order desolate demons were the most massive two-winged buffalo with a body of only four meters, and the smallest Bai Ze beast had a body length of less than one meter, so the storage belt that Zhao Jingfeng took out was just enough to fit both desolate demons in.

After cleaning up the corpses of the two desolate demons, Zhao Jingfeng took out a new set of clothes from the storage belt and put them on himself, although he hadn't gone out for a long time, there were still a lot of clothes that had been scraped from those loose cultivators before.

Zhao Jingfeng didn't stay here for long, and immediately left here after the things were dealt with, although because of the fight between the two fifth-order desolate demons before, some of the surrounding fourth-order desolate demons were scared away from the distance, but no one could say whether there were other fifth-order desolate demons nearby that would run over.

If there is another intact fifth-order desolate demon, then Zhao Jingfeng is not an opponent, with his current strength of the high-level martial spirit, he is not absolutely sure that he can escape in the pursuit of the fifth-order desolate demon, unless he meets those types that are particularly slow, he has no hope of escaping.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed.

Somewhere in the depths of the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, Zhao Jingfeng slowly pulled out the Yan Xi Sword that pierced into a cyan python seven inches, and took out the demon pill from its body, then grabbed a handful of grass on the ground and wiped the blood remaining on the demon pill.

"In the past half a month, the fourth-order demon pill has also harvested dozens of pills, and the long-term use of the demon pill to cultivate, after all, there will still be some hidden dangers, now during this time, it is better not to improve the strength, concentrate on removing the hidden dangers in the body, otherwise, I am afraid it will have a greater impact on the future, since this is the case, then I should also leave here and go outside to watch the current situation." Zhao Jingfeng muttered to himself while wiping the fist-sized fourth-order demon pill in his hand.

"Moreover, I still carry the last wish of the people who have left the fire, and I will find the family members of the people who have left the fire as soon as possible. ”

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Zhao Jingfeng left the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, and after two days of trekking, through dense jungles, killing countless desolate demons and beasts that came to harass him along the way, he finally came to a prairie.

Zhao Jingfeng did not return to Cili City, the Flying Tiger of the Feixu family is an intermediate martial king with earth spiritual power, and he occupies an innate advantage in defense, specializing in restraining Zhao Jingfeng who attacks the vital point with a fast sword, and his strength is probably much stronger than that of ordinary high-level martial kings, so before he is sure to kill him, Zhao Jingfeng will not go back easily.

Moreover, as the number one family that has dominated Cili City for more than ten years, although he has lost a lot of manpower in the Desolate Demon Mountain Range, Zhao Jingfeng does not believe that the Feifu family will have no connections, and now if he returns to Cili City, he may be dealing with not only a Flying Tiger Martial King, but the siege of several Martial Kings and dozens of Martial Spirits.

Before his own strength was not promoted to the Martial King, Zhao Jingfeng did not like to make himself fall into the siege of a group of Martial Kings, and Zhao Jingfeng, the family of the Lihuo Sanren, still has no clue, even if he wants to find it, he has to start from Cili City, before he completely eliminates the Feihu family, Zhao Jingfeng will not leak any information about the family of the Lihuo Sanren, because he does not want to see the Feifu family will threaten him with the family of the Lihuo Sanren.

Zhao Jingfeng walked blindly in a straight line in the vast grassland that was half a meter deep, although he had checked the map of Cili City within a radius of thousands of miles, but his current location was far beyond the range of thousands of miles, so now where he is now, Zhao Jingfeng does not know at all, the only thing he can do is to take the sun in the sky as a guide, and unswervingly go in one direction.

At this moment, Zhao Jingfeng's eyes flashed, and his forward footsteps suddenly stopped, and in front of him, a subtle and dense movement came into Zhao Jingfeng's ears.

Zhao Jingfeng stared at the vast grassland in front of him with a bright eye, his ears trembling slightly, so as to capture the subtle and dense movement coming from front more clearly.

Immediately, a sneer of disdain appeared on Zhao Jingfeng's face, and then he continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

After a few breaths, a dense movement came into Zhao Jingfeng's ears more clearly, and now the sound of the movement was so loud that it could be heard clearly without deliberately listening.