In the mountains, the old man was met again, and the stabbing and sadistic lion of the afterimage shocked everyone with a fierce wind.

Saying goodbye to Shi Zhenxiang, Ling Feng slowly walked towards the Flame Mountain Range alone, in the silent forest, the grass and trees were overgrown, and the scorching sunlight was blocked by the dense branches and leaves, but there was a bit of a cool feeling.

Ling Feng walked cautiously, a pair of deep eyes kept scanning around, at this time Ling Feng had already taken off the Phantom Dragon mask and restored his original appearance, although the purpose of this trip was to go deep into the center of the Flame Mountain Range to find traces of the origin of fire, but Ling Feng did not intend to let go of the opportunity to fight with the demonic beast.

The jet-black short sword had already been placed in the spatial ring, and it had been replaced with a dagger that he was familiar with, and in this dangerous flaming mountain range, Ling Feng had to maintain his strongest combat power at all times. Before entering the Flame Mountain Range, Ling Lao had already told Ling Feng that he would not help Ling Feng unless it was a matter of life and death......

Easily disposing of a lone third-order Demonic Beast Colorful Tiger, Ling Feng continued to walk towards the depths of the mountain range, "Ling Lao, when do you think we will be able to reach the center of the Flame Mountain Range?"

"Take your time, take this opportunity to fight with all kinds of demonic beasts, it is extremely beneficial to your cultivation, the origin of fire is something that can be met but not sought, what should be yours will always be yours, don't be anxious!" Ling Lao's voice sounded faintly in Ling Feng's mind, "There are people fighting with demonic beasts in front, the aura of those people is a little familiar, maybe they are your friends." ”

"My friend?" Ling Feng muttered softly, it seemed that he didn't have many friends himself, but Ling Feng still wouldn't have any doubts about Ling Lao's words, "Then I'll go over and take a look." ”

Continuing to move forward, Ling Feng's ears also heard the sound of fighting at this time......

"Is there really anyone fighting the Demonic Beast?" Ling Feng snorted lightly, and quickly swept in the direction of the sound.

On a relatively empty meadow, five lion-shaped demonic beasts were surrounding several adventurers, their sharp teeth glowing with white light, and viscous saliva was slowly dripping down in their bloody mouths......

"Boss Yao, these Demon Flame Lions are too powerful, it seems that we are probably going to confess here this time. A young man in his twenties wiped a handful of blood from his mouth, and there was no fear on his face, but there was a look of determination.

The strong man who was called the boss by the young man was holding a war knife, wrapped in a pale yellow inner strength coat all over his body, and his chest was also a bright red color, I don't know if it was the blood of the monster or his own blood.

"Xiao Linzi, let's break through together later, you and your brothers leave quickly, and I'll drag these beasts." With a wave of the war knife in the strong man's hand, a touch of pale yellow internal strength was instantly poured into the war knife.

"Boss, how can you hold back these beasts alone, or let's break through and escape together. ”

"Yes, boss, let's break through and escape together, if we don't succeed, then we will fight to the death with these beasts!"

"Boss, we live and die together!"

"Live and die together!"

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The roars of several people were tragic and loud, and in an instant, they overshadowed the low roar of the Demon Flame Lion, and floated over the forest for a long time......

Ling Feng, who was hiding not far away, saw everything in front of him, nodded secretly, and was also shocked in his heart, "Brother Yao's Hellfire Adventure Group is really a group of good brothers who live and die together, but their current situation is not optimistic!"

It was Yao Wei's Hellfire Adventure Group that fought against the Demon Flame Lions, and at this time, two brothers in the group had been slightly injured under the siege of the Wild Lion.

"It's really not optimistic, although these Flame Wild Lions are only third-order demonic beasts, they are infinitely close to the fourth-order, which is not something that a few of their great martial artists can deal with. Ling Lao said lightly, "Help them, your friends are really bloody men." ”

"That's nature!" Ling Feng shook the dagger in his hand, and stepped his feet on the ground, his entire body swept out like lightning.

The head and back of the Demon Flame Lion are covered with thick fur, except for a small part of the belly and buttocks, which are almost completely exposed, without any fur protection, this is their biggest weakness!

Ling Feng's figure had flashed behind the nearest mad lion, and the dagger in his hand had unceremoniously stabbed at its ass.

"Poof!", Ling Feng's dagger entered without a handle, and the painful mad lion had turned around, a pair of big copper bell-like eyes glared at Ling Feng, and a cloud of crimson flames erupted from his mouth, shooting straight towards Ling Feng.

Seeing the flames rushing towards him, Ling Feng raised a kick and kicked it fiercely on the mad lion's ass, pulling out the dagger with his strength, and his body instantly popped out a few meters away, avoiding the mad lion's demonic flame attack.

Seeing that his demonic flame attack failed, the mad lion roared again and again in anger, and slammed its four claws into the ground, pulling up its whole body in the air and pounced on Ling Feng.

"Warcraft is Warcraft, and a little pain can make you lose your mind. Ling Feng shook his head, a smile of successful trickery appeared on his face, his figure flashed, a cold light appeared, and Ling Feng's body also swept towards the wild lion in the air......

"Thorn of the Remnant!"

The dagger in his hand easily cut a hole in the belly of the mad lion, but Ling Feng didn't intend to end there, and when his body hit the ground, he immediately swept back.

"Wind Strike!"

"Poof!" Two more cold rays of light struck the Demon Flame Lion's abdomen, and the poor Demon Flame Lion was in mid-air, and before he could react, he had been hit by Ling Feng three times in a row, and each time it was its vital part.

The body of the Demon Flame Lion finally landed, but at this moment it had no strength to stand at all, and the Mad Lion who fell heavily on the ground, his body twitched, the blood in his abdomen gushed out, and a pile of internal organs also flowed all over the ground.

Everything just now seems to be a long time, but it only happened between lightning and fire.

Ling Feng slowly stepped forward, wiped the blood on the dagger with the fur on the head of the mad lion, turned around, looked at Yao Wei and the others not far away, and said with a slight smile, "Brother Yao, brothers of the Hellfire Mercenary Regiment, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"It's Brother Ling Feng!" Yao Wei, who was holding a war knife, reacted first, a touch of surprise appeared on his face, and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect to meet Brother Ling Feng here!"

"Brother Lingfeng, such a terrifying speed!"

"What a sharp attack!"

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The exclamations continued, and Ling Feng's face was a little unbearable, and he said loudly, "Brothers, let's catch up later, let's work together to kill these demonic lions." Ling Feng smiled and nodded, and walked towards the other mad lion with a dagger......