The mist is thick and the clouds are sad for eternity, and the golden beast is sold in the brain.

It's probably the dark swamp in front of you!

When they arrived at the periphery of the Night Swamp, the sun was still shining, and when they entered the Night Swamp, it was as if the sky had changed.

The fog was like smoke, obscuring their vision, and they couldn't see what the dark swamp was like under the smoke.

Everyone turned on the Immortal Eye and the Heavenly Demon Eye, and they could barely see what kind of situation was within ten zhang.

There was black silt on the ground, and in the mud, there was a "bang!" Bubbling up.

As far as the eye can see, there is no living thing in sight, and the silence around is eerie.

There is no trace of a blood crow, a swift shadow wolf, or an iron-billed crocodile, but on the swamp, there are clearly strange footprints, and the traces are a little messy, but they do exist, this is like a chicken, mottled bamboo leaf-like footprints, and the direction of the imprints is the depths of the dark night swamp.

It was already dusk, and in the dark night swamp, the smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and even the monks who had opened the fairy eye and the heavenly demon eye had their visual range narrowed again.

Within three zhang.

Yang Feng directly opened the barren eyes, penetrated the mist, and saw farther away.

It was a quagmire, and on the edge of the quagmire, there was a dragon shaped like a tiger with scales.

It sat on the edge of the mire, its tail dragging long in the mire.

It has many blood crows standing on its body, which search for food in various parts of its body, such as its back, hips, and waist.

Wail!

The cry of a blood crow alarmed all the blood crows, these blood crows, with the appearance of a crow, but its feathers are red, a pair of pupils are also red, the color is bright red, like the blood shed when a person is injured, hence the name blood crow.

"Hide, everybody. The Blood Raven is coming towards us, pay attention!!"

This blood crow is said to only eat the parasitic creatures on the tiger Jiao's body, and if they are not full on the tiger Jiao's body, they will drink blood.

All creatures except the tiger Jiao can only drink blood and name it the blood crow, which also has this important reason.

"Grandma's! Even a flock of crows dared to bully us."

"Shhhh Quiet, we are already close to the tiger Jiao's lair, and at this time, if it is consumed by the blood crow, it will be more than worth the loss."

Blood crows, individual combat capabilities are not strong, but they usually prefer to forage in groups.

A group of blood crows can suck the blood of a monk who has completed the tribulation period.

This shows how strong the blood crow's group combat ability is.

"What?!"

The others did not have Yang Feng's ability, they opened the fairy eyes, and due to the limited sight of the mist, the range they could see was only within three zhang.

Hearing Yang Feng say that they were close to the tiger Jiao's lair, how could they not be surprised, all the monks did what Yang Feng said.

Turn on the stealth mode, and the breath of the whole body is restrained, and in the dark night swamp, you can only hear a "croaking" sound.

The Blood Raven is small, flapping its crimson wings, unimpeded in the dark night.

"It's coming!"

Not long after, the blood crow described by Yang Feng appeared in the eyes of many monks, but at this time, no one dared to speak out.

A smell of blood wafted through the air.

Quack!

A group of crimson wings that shine brightly in the dark night.

There was a lone blood crow, coincidentally, when it passed over Xiahou Ying's head, it pulled a piece of soaring.

Na Xiang exudes a special smell.

"Ahh

Xiahou Ying, where has she suffered such "humiliation", in order to vent her inner emotions, a sharp voice came out of her mouth.

Croak!

The lone blood crow, the desolate clamor twice.

The flock of blood crows, which had already flown away, turned back again.

Xiahou Ying's face was ugly, she ignored her own exposure, and angrily took action to kill this weak blood crow.

But only for a short time, the blood crow flock turned back and noticed Xiahou Ying who was exposed to the air.

"Hey! Xiao Ying was impulsive this time."

Ye Kunlun sighed.

"Don't move, I'll go rescue Xiaoying."

Xiahou Ying, who cultivated to the middle of the Tribulation Period, is now the strongest existence in the team, except for Yang Feng and Bing Yao.

"Brother Ye, I'll go with you."

Ye Kunlun nodded, did not refuse, facing a group of blood crows of unknown strength, Ye Kunlun was not completely sure.

At this time, it is naturally better for Yang Feng to make a move.

The blood crow in the sky, his eyes fell on Yang Feng, Ye Kunlun, and Xiahou Ying.

Especially Xia Houying, her robe is still stained with the blood of blood crows.

Croak!

A bloody light covered the three of them, and countless blood shadows flew towards the three of them.

Poop!

Poop!

Sting!

Xiahou Ying was the first to be injured, because Xiahou Ying's cultivation was the lowest existence among the three, Yang Feng had a powerful body, even if dozens of blood shadows attacked him.

It's just a splash of sparks, and after refining a complete dragon ball, Ye Kunlun cultivated it to a light mask that was raised to the middle of the Tribulation Period and supported by mana.

It can better resist the attack of blood crows.

The blood crow seemed to realize that the two were not easy to mess with, and concentrated all their forces on Xia Hou Ying.

At this time, Xiahou Ying was already out of breath, and the robe on her body was also scratched by the claws of the blood crow.

The Blood Shadow changes direction.

Ye Kunlun was horrified in his heart, and Yang Feng was incarnated.

"Time stands still!"

The body of the blood crow paused unconsciously, 1.5 seconds, but this short time was enough for Yang Feng to rescue Xiahou Ying.

"Let's go!"

After Yang Feng covered up the qi on Xiahou Ying's body, he let Xiahou Ying return to the team.

Yang Feng sacrificed the demon sword, and the free hand gave birth to the rule god chain, and the blood crow is the most grudgeful, since Liang Zi has been formed.

Then all of these blood crows must be destroyed.

Yang Feng's body burst out with unprecedented killing intent.

Ye Kunlun was not idle, the long sword in his hand was sacrificed, the sword light skyrocketed, and a sword swept out.

Dozens of bloody shadows were shocked.

The blood crows realized that something was wrong, and their bodies were covered in red, red as a dazzling sunset.

The mottled red light, through the mist, sprinkled on Yang Feng and Ye Kunlun.

"What's that? Brother Yang and Lao Ye will be fine, right?"

"I don't know, what secret method should the blood crow perform, looking at the fluctuation of the breath, if they are really fused successfully, Brother Yang and Lao Ye are most likely in danger."

Even if they hid their bodies and restrained their breath, they could still feel the blazing red light.

The red light in the sky forms a beautiful scenery in the dark night.

What they didn't know was that this red fire, like the remnant sun, attracted the tiger Jiao who was frolicking in the quagmire.

"Is there a visit from the Terrans? After so many years, it's finally time for the Terrans to suppress me here back then, didn't you expect it? This seat is not dead, but it has also achieved this tiger Jiao hegemony."

After rolling in the quagmire, Tiger Jiao slowly stood up.

On the back, a pair of wings grow.

With a flap of wings, he disappeared into the mist of the night.

And the strange scene on the heavenly dome, hundreds of blood crows, burning blood, transformed into a "sun", a sun glowing red.

On the sun, there stood a three-legged, head-to-toe, black and shiny, with a golden beak and two pupils, reflecting a blood-red "sun".

"Could it be the legendary fairy beast, the Golden Crow?!"

In the mythology of Great Xia, the shape of the golden crow is described.

"No! It is a blood crow, and the golden crow is a sunbird born in the sun and has an extremely pure sun bloodline. This blood crow standing in the blood sun,

The killing on his body is too heavy, it can't be a golden crow."

Ye Kunlun quickly denied it, but under the illumination of this red light, his cultivation was inadvertently suppressed.

"I understand, the blood light emitted by this blood yang is the realm of blood crow."

Yang Feng's cultivation in the Great Perfection period was also restricted.

"The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us, so let's break through its realm first."

Yang Feng stood with his sword in his hand, stepped on the void, and finally slashed head-on with a sword.

Blood splattered, and Yang Feng's figure suddenly froze, stranded in the air.

Seeing that Ye Kunlun and the others were shocked, the move of the blood crow undoubtedly made Yang Feng a live target, and the blood crow, bathed in the blood light, vibrated his wings in the air and stopped on Yang Feng's shoulder.

"What's going on? My body seems to be controlled by something."

Yang Feng was surprised in his heart, but his face was not flustered, he wanted to see which one this blood crow was playing.

Blood black, golden rooster independence.

Tucked his feet away, independent of Yang Feng's shoulders.

The two eyeballs reflecting the blood yang swept over Yang Feng's body, and finally stopped on Yang Feng's black and slippery eyes. Look at the book

The pupil is the most vulnerable place of all living beings.

"It's not going to ......?"

"Eyes, it's going to peck Brother Yang's eyes."

"This bloody black has such a vicious eye."

Ye Kunlun on the ground hated to suffer this crime on behalf of Yang Feng.

However, Yang Feng's face was expressionless at this time, and his physical cultivation was not only about refining his body, but also about his eyes.

The blood crow flew in front of Yang Feng's eyes, and the golden beak pecked it.

"Brother Yang!"

"Don't stop me, I'm going to kill this bloody crow!"

"Blood Crow, if my brother Yang has three long and two short, I will not spare you!"

Many monks had already closed their eyes, not daring to look at the bloody scene that followed.

Peck!

Poop!

The beak of the blood crow pecked at Yang Feng's pupils.

The sound of gold and stone colliding sounded.

"How so?"

Blood Crow's heart also shook, and at this time, Yang Feng stood in place, spreading his palms, and golden vines as thin as hair bound Blood Crow.

The blood-like remnant sun scorched the Divine Chain of Rules.

During this process, Yang Feng quietly did not say a word.

A birdcage built by a divine chain imprisons the blood crow.

"Ants, the one who dares to touch me?"

In the depths of the clouds, a figure was revealed, shaped like a tiger, covered with scales, with wings on its back, and its whole body was black.

The tiger and the blood crow are interdependent.

"Oh? Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I can count on you as coming."

Yang Feng didn't show fear, his soul had already sensed the tiger Jiao, and it could be said that he had a calculus or an unintentional intention.

The tiger Jiao immediately opened its mouth and spewed out a flame.

Fell towards Yang Feng.

Yang Feng pinched the law in his hand, and infinite mana gushed out.

A golden light, blocking the fireball.

Yang Feng held the sword and got closer to the tiger Jiao, what he is best at is the physical body, as long as he is within five meters of the tiger Jiao, how he wants to fight, it is not up to him to have the final say.

"Terran, you've me off completely!"

Hu Jiao saw that Yang Feng was actually close to it, which was exactly what he wanted, and opened his bloody mouth.

Revealing a mouthful of silver teeth, it is to chew Yang Feng.

And one person and one Jiao were soon entangled together, and the blood crow was trapped in the birdcage built by the regular divine chain.

Yang Feng put away all his weapons.

Use the regular divine chain to strengthen the shackles of the blood crow, and turn your head to deal with the tiger Jiao.

Looking at the tiger Jiao that was culling, Yang Feng flashed sideways, then jumped up and punched out.

This punch hit the heart of Tiger Jiao's brain.

Yang Feng's fist penetrated into the bone marrow of the tiger Jiao, and the pain made it grin and almost fainted.

The strength of this punch shook the tiger Jiao with one punch, and the bones were numb.

It had never encountered such a tricky body, and it even vaguely doubted whether the person in front of it was a demon beast or if it was a demon beast.

Yang Feng doesn't care so much, since he has the opportunity, he has to beat him to death, and if he doesn't beat this person out of the, this matter is not over.

Hu Jiao resisted and transformed into a human body, so that his body would shrink so that he would not be beaten.

Standing with his sword raised, carrying his wings, his speed increased by more than one notch, and he distanced himself from Yang Feng and launched a long-range attack.

Bang bang bang!

The tiger Jiao that threw off Yang Feng's dog skin plaster was like an inexhaustible demonic power, smashing at Yang Feng in a steady stream.

In the face of this stormy attack, Yang Feng was silent for a long time, lifted the Demon Suppression Monument, and blocked them all. Vacated hands, holding the demon sword.

Constantly cleave the opponent's dense offensive.

"Tiger Jiao, borrow your whip."

Yang Feng said cheekily, he didn't know that it was the Dan Fang created by that bastard, fortunately, this Broken Erdan was not refined for him, otherwise he would definitely be disgusted.

When Hu Jiao heard this, his face twitched, and then he became furious.

"Ants, you deceive the demon too much, I will never die with you!"

How nervous does it have to be to say such a thing as a whip in public?

Hu Jiao thinks that his demon character has been insulted, and he must fight back, otherwise how can he be embarrassed?

Suddenly, the figure was ***, and the knife was raised at a very fast speed, to Yang Feng's side, and then slashed out.

This is a quasi-divine knife engraved with three inscriptions, and a knife slashes towards Yang Feng's waist.

Boom!

His long-accumulating knife was like a slash on the dark iron, shocking him to the point of bleeding.

The knife in his hand is even more trembling.

Yang Feng took advantage of the situation to grab the knife handed over by Hu Jiao.

Ten fingers forcefully.

Bang dang!

Ten holes were left on the blade of the quasi-artifact.

Then he slashed at Tiger Jiao's face with a backhand sword.

Immediately the bleeding did not stop, and the pain spread throughout the body.

Ahhh

His handsome face! The ants in front of you must die!

And it's the kind that has no place to bury.

A dragon swing tail, close to the face to Yang Feng flung over, Yang Feng leaned slightly, reached out to grab this whip leg.

Shoot violently and give the opponent a direct eight-dan fall.

"Brother Yang Feng!"

"Watch the back!"

Ye Kunlun and Yin Sha reminded loudly, because the blood crow had already been freed from the predicament, and was carrying the red blood remnant yang and sneaking towards Yang Feng's back.

"Oh? There are two ways to do it, but it's not enough!"

Yang Feng was not angry, but laughed, drew his sword, and the moment the immortal sword was unsheathed, it was transmitted to the blood crow with an electric arc.