Jiang Feng had also heard people play the flute before.

Miss, Jiang Chen, is proficient in all kinds of arts, including the flute, of course.

When he was a child, Jiang Feng sat under the tree in the yard, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, holding his head with his hand, quietly listening to the flute sound from the yard, only feeling that the sun was shining and the years were quiet.

But even with the beautiful addition of memories, Jiang Feng now has to admit that in flute art, Jiang Chen is far inferior to Xiuqing.

The sound of the flute fell from the sky, lingering, as if with a deep affection from ancient times.

This is not only love, but also mixed with other and more things, which makes people forget their feelings and fully immerse themselves in it when they hear it.

In the sound of the flute, the one hundred and five demons of the Yunmeng Army shone at the same time. The mist-like light left their bodies and surged in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the top of the mountain was like a soft sea of light, which was indescribably beautiful.

In this light, the body of the Yunmengjun Demon Clan also seemed to melt, gradually disappearing, and finally completely mixed in.

The war demons were originally holding weapons and were fighting fiercely, but suddenly stopped their movements one after another, and the weapons were taken off one after another and fell to the ground.

They stared blankly ahead, and a smile of intoxication crossed their lips, as if they were looking at some sweet dream.

The light swirled around them, stretching them out more and more, and there was no turning back.

The tall demon marshal was no better, he was also pulled into a dream, his eyes straightened, and he seemed to be smiling.

But he is a demon commander after all, and his willpower and spiritual power are not comparable to other demons. Instead of letting himself be pulled in, he kept struggling.

I saw that his eyes were confused for a while, clear for a while, his palm was loose and tight, but the axe he was holding never fell.

Xiuqing glanced up at him and smiled slightly. The sound of the flute suddenly turned, and it became fierce and violent.

Some war demons couldn't resist the changes, and with an "ah" of their words, their spiritual power was immediately torn to pieces and fell down.

The demon commander was unaware of it, and he suddenly grasped the handle of the axe. Pulling the clothes off his chest, he slammed it on his chest, and then let out a violent roar!

This roar carried endless battle intent and murderous aura, pulling everyone present into the battlefield.

The sound of the embroidered flute seemed to echo him, faster and faster. At this time, the flute is not like a flute, but like a war drum, blowing so that people's blood will boil, and they want to go into battle immediately.

The demon marshal roared again and again. The sound of the flute did not stop, and under the harmony of the two, the blood of the war demons was stimulated, and the ferocity was great!

They look around, trying to find their enemies.

At this time, the Yunmengjun all turned into a mist-like light, it carried the power of magic, but it had no substance.

The war demons can't find the enemy. There is no catharsis for war, and he is getting more and more anxious and angry.

Suddenly. A war demon roared wildly, picked up the meteor hammer in his hand, and slammed it viciously into his companion.

His companions also seemed to have found a way to vent, their eyes were red, and they did not hesitate to fight back.

The sound of the flute became louder and louder, and one voice went up. The roar grew more and more furious. Driven by such a sound and momentum, the war demons roared in unison, and finally found the opponent to attack - their own companions!

Suddenly, the war demons killed each other, killing flesh and blood. Dog's breakfast.

The demon marshal was still struggling, but under the lure and control of the flute, he could only barely control his movements, but there was no way to stop the roar coming out of his mouth.

The roars, flutes, and mist of light swirled around, all the war demons fell into a frenzy, and the top of the mountain became a living Shura field!

"It's terrifying......" Jiang Feng muttered, shocked by the way the Ghost Clan fought.

For a warrior, the most terrible thing is never a strong enemy, but a self that has lost control.

And the Ghost Clan, which directly hits people's spirits, is what they are best at is making people lose control!

In the end, the demon commander finally lost control, he picked up two giant axes, roared, and strode into the battle circle.

As soon as he entered, the battle situation suddenly changed.

One by one, the demon generals were crumpled into mud and smashed by him. Under the demon commander, there is no invincible.

He even used the realm - and the most terrible thing was that even the realm failed to regain his sobriety.

The realm controlled most of the mountain, and the war demons fell one after another, Xiuqing raised his eyes and looked up, as if he saw the remnant soul rising from the sky.

The light in his eyes flowed, as if there was joy and sadness.

Even in such a spectacular scene, Jiang Feng did not relax his vigilance.

There was no room for him to fight at the scene, so he stopped in mid-air and did not move, and his spiritual power was released outward, while feeling the changes in the fluctuations of the spiritual frequency when the ghost clan was fighting, and at the same time sensing the situation on the mountain.

Suddenly, he whispered, "No, there is still an enemy!"

Xiuqing suddenly came back to her senses, the sound of the flute did not stop, and the words had already sounded in Jiang Feng's mind: "Where is it?"

His spiritual power was stronger than Jiang Feng, and he swept over the mountain in an instant, and his face suddenly changed: "It's not good, it's negligent!"

The war demons don't know why, they didn't fully gather, there was another one on the other side of the mountain!

Obviously, when they started to see the changes here, they were ready to rush over to help. But in the blink of an eye, they found that the situation of the battle had taken a turn for the worse, and even if they came, they were only delivering food.

So they didn't hesitate, and immediately turned and fled.

By this time, most of them had already dived underground—the remnants of their spiritual power had been transmitted from underground, and a small number of them were about to disappear.

As soon as the sound of the embroidered green flute was raised, a part of the light and mist was immediately separated, restored to the appearance of Yunmengjun, and rushed towards that side.

They were still a step too late, and when they arrived, the last of them had just dived underground.

They walked around the land, but something stopped them, and they couldn't keep up with it.

Xiuqing controlled this side and paid attention to that side. His face was not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice: "The war demon has done tricks and feet to isolate the pursuit of the Yunmeng Army. ”

Jiang Feng didn't say a word, and immediately galloped over there.

Xiuqing took a deep breath, and the voice said in his head, "His Majesty Bing Ling said - if you don't leave any of them, Tianfeng will leave it to you!"

This demon commander here hasn't been solved yet, and he can't clone yet. Over there, only Jiang Feng will be in charge.

But...... Those war demons are also well-trained, and there seems to be a demon commander in the middle. Celestial Wind ...... Can it really be done?

Xiuqing's brows frowned slightly, and the sound of the flute became tighter.

He has to solve this side quickly, so that he can help Jiang Feng!

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Jiang Feng quickly rushed to the place where the war demons disappeared, and his spiritual power probed inside and found something interesting.

It's no wonder that the War Demons were able to dive underground, and the surface had undergone some special modifications, temporarily turning it into another dimension.

They seem to be underground, but they are actually in another dimension.

Now, there are only a few remnants of fluctuations left, and this temporary space is about to disappear.

Jiang Feng got off the horse without hesitation, his body sank, and he chased into the space that was about to disappear.

The other demon general of the ghost clan hesitated a little, and with a wave of his hand, the demon schools of the Yunmeng Army immediately followed, wanting to chase after Jiang Feng.

As soon as the first demon school entered, the extra space disappeared completely, and only half of his body entered, and the remaining half of his body was stuck outside, and was suddenly cut into two sections by the closed space.

With a bang, there was no blood, and the body of the Ghost Clan fell to the ground. The remnants of his soul surfaced, and the mutilation remained in the air for a moment, then quickly vanished.

The demon general patted the horse's head hatefully and said, "I can't keep up, go back and surrender to Lord Xiuqing first!"

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Jiang Feng could feel that this space would disappear at any time.

He hadn't seen what was happening to the Ghost Clan behind him, but he could guess what would happen to him if the space disappeared.

He sped up his speed and followed the fluctuations of the space closely, in fact, behind those war demons.

The power of space is a power that Jiang Feng has never formally touched.

But from the Gate of Heaven, from the Void and Reality Ring, and from the crossing again and again, he felt some of it, so at this time, he was still a little familiar with this strange fluctuation, and he would not miss it.

He knew very well that such spatial changes required a lot of energy, so it was impossible for the war demons to dive endlessly. When the energy is almost exhausted, they will inevitably return to the surface.

At that time, Jiang Feng would encounter another crisis. He had to keep up in time, otherwise, the space would disappear and he would be left on the ground, which would not be fun.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng smiled.

Why bother?

Suddenly, he picked up his speed even further, chasing after the war demon in front of him.

Wouldn't it be better to destroy them here first, and leave the person or prop who controls the space behind?!

Now this is actually a spatial passage, and Jiang Feng does not move when he moves inside and follows outside.

He used the Glimpse Technique, and his movements became lighter and more silent, but also more rapid.

At the same time, his spiritual power once again spread out a net, and the position of the war demons in front of him was clearly reflected on the net, as obvious as fireflies in the dark.

A grim smile appeared on Jiang Feng's lips, and suddenly, his spiritual power merged into a bundle and stabbed forward like an ordinary sharp knife!

His psychic web told him that a war demon was in that direction. He stabbed him lightly and hit him in the head.

This war demon couldn't even make a muffled snort, and his spirit was instantly stirred by Jiang Feng, his body stiffened, and he fell.

"There are enemies!"

"Right behind us!"

The war demons in front let out an exclamation, they were well-trained, and quickly exchanged opinions, and the two demon generals retreated at the same time, and when they reached the end of the team, they met Jiang Feng.

Their eyes flashed red, and when they saw Jiang Feng's appearance clearly, they immediately grinned: "It turned out to be a little cub......"

"Huh, you're already a demon general?"

"Come, let the adults tell you what the real demon is!"

Jiang Feng looked at them, smiled back, and said softly, "Okay, come and teach me!" (To be continued.) )