Crimson flames with a few shadows emerged from Zheng Qing's right eye, and in the blink of an eye, they spread to his entire body, like a flowing coat, wrapping the young wizard's figure tightly.

An invisible wave suddenly swept away with the sudden rise of flames, which seemed to send some signal, which made the demons' offensive stagnant, and even some of the gray wolves who rushed forward made a whimper in their throats, and retracted with their tails between their legs.

The white wolf demon king jumped down from the head of the big black wolf, showed his original form, stepped out of the crowd, took a few steps forward, tilted his head, and cautiously looked at the raging flames around the wizard.

The Snake Demon King, the Pig Demon King, the Bull Demon King and other wild demon kings of the same status also stepped forward one after another, vigilantly and greedily surrounding the young wizard.

In this way, the dense demons tightly surrounded Zheng Qing and formed a circle, neither biting nor retreating, and for a time the scene was filled with a tense and quiet strange atmosphere.

Occasionally, the flames swirled and the sparks splashed farther away, and these demons would subconsciously take a few steps back, but soon they would re-move as the flames contracted, tightening the encirclement a little more.

No demon can resist the temptation that comes from the depths of his blood to leave.

Even before their eyes, there was already a flying squirrel demon burned into a cloud of black ash by the flames.

But there is no demon stupid to act as a bird.

After all, they have all been enlightened, although their logical thinking is not strong, but they also know how to advance and retreat.

But being smart doesn't mean you can stay out of it all the time.

After the leaders of the demons roared and exchanged with each other, the White Wolf King took the lead in contributing his subordinates.

"Whew..."

It growled, glanced back at the group behind it, tilted its head, and motioned for a gray wolf demon to move forward.

The gray wolf demon whimpered, drooping his ears, trembling in all directions, almost trying to escape. But he had to move towards the pile of flames step by step under the indifferent and murderous gaze of the White Wolf Demon King.

"Whew!!"

As soon as it was contaminated with the flames around the wizard, the wolf demon screamed loudly and wailed. Its cry was so terrible that the surrounding group of demons involuntarily spread outward, as if moving away would make them feel more at ease.

And those crimson flames seemed to be sticky, sticking the gray wolf demon to Zheng Qing's side, and even if he shook his head and tail, he couldn't escape if he struggled wildly.

The besieged demon group spread out a little more in the uneasy commotion.

The only thing to be thankful for was that those flames seemed to be limited in number, and after the gray wolf demon was burned, the strength and concentration of the flames decreased significantly.

Several demon leaders were keenly aware of the gap, and several pairs of scarlet eyes showed inexplicable cruelty and excitement - but they obviously ignored that the black shadows in the red flame were gradually thickening as the red flame disappeared.

The first to be driven to the flames are the demons who are weak.

For example, stone demons, water demons, tree demons, etc., if it is alone, it will inevitably be expelled by a group of wolf demons or pig demons and cow demons, and driven into that crimson flame.

One after another, until the black ashes accumulated more than three inches beside Zheng Qing, those crimson flames finally faded away, and even disappeared.

The joy in the eyes of the leading demons turned into surprise before they could rise.

As the red flames vanished, a vague black shadow slowly rose from the wizard and took over the work of the crimson flames.

"Woooooooo

The White Wolf Demon King let out a warning roar in his throat, bared his miserable white fangs, and looked at the strange black shadow menacingly. The other demons followed it, roaring in a terrible way.

The shadow didn't say anything, just shook its head, opened its eyes, and looked around.

Under the slightly drunk sky, a pair of crystal clear red eyes were particularly dazzling, dwarfing the eyes of all demons.

......

......

Zheng Qing closed his eyes and remained motionless.

The ferocious and severe headache of a few minutes ago seemed to have been slammed into his head with a sledgehammer, causing him to faint instantly.

But as the headache faded and his spirit gradually recovered, his consciousness gradually cleared up again.

Although he was conscious, Zheng Qing did not open his eyes.

The strange scorching stench around him and the howls of demons made the young wizard feel a very strong inclination to play dead—though he knew that for demons, a living wizard was not much different from a dead wizard—but the throbbing pain in his temples told him that even if he opened his eyes, it would be useless.

The overdrawn spirit and magic power made him unable to rub out even a small fireball now.

Rather than watching those ugly-looking, teeth-grinding demons slowly chew themselves up, it's better to keep your eyes closed and act as if you're having a realistic nightmare.

So, Zheng Qing continued to close his eyes, listening to the messy roar in his ears, thinking wildly in his head, and all kinds of pictures flew through his mind.

For example, seven or eight wolf demons rushed at him, bit his arms and ankles, and dismembered his six wolf corpses, or those hateful monkey demons wielded huge wooden sticks, smashed him into a pulp, and then stuffed him into his mouth along with the weeds beneath him.

All sorts of horrific deaths played out in his mind, becoming more and more terrifying, and finally the young wizard gave up waiting for death and groped his hand into the gray cloth bag around his waist.

"Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion. ”

Zheng Qing pinched a few flowing fire talismans, secretly made up his mind, and then opened his eyes.

The slightly yellowish sky faintly revealed a veil-like blood, but there was not a trace of clouds in the sky, and as far as the eye could see, it was an endless emptiness, which made people feel a sense of airlessness at a glance.

Zheng Qing struggled, trying to stand up, his eyes scanning left and right.

A thick layer of black ash had piled up around him, mixed with many bones of unknown character. Zheng Qing picked up a cluster of black ash, leaned under his nose and sniffed.

A scorching smell - it's not clear what was burned, but it must be a relic left over from the fire.

This made the young wizard a little surprised in his heart.

Could it be that the puppeteer is doing a demon evolution experiment? I have never heard of a demon eating a wizard and raising a fire to barbecue it.

Beyond the black ashes, a hundred and ten meters away from him, all around him were densely packed with all kinds of demons. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water - you say it's a carp demon, why is it jumping around on the grass?

Of course, this did not affect Zheng Qing to judge its identity from the scarlet eyes of the fish demon.

But this fish demon is not the most conspicuous.

The most conspicuous of these demons is a black tiger demon.

It is more than two meters tall at the shoulders, its eyes are red and shining, and it stands in front of the demon herd, with its head held high, its tail slightly drooping, and its eyes are in all directions. Although there was only one, just by virtue of its momentum, it suppressed the other demon groups.