Remember, he is a demon, he is a magician among the demons, under one person, and above ten thousand!

The leyline dragon qi of this land was continuously injected into the body of the demon dragon by him, even if Xiao Lei tore the demon dragon apart again and again, it could still be resurrected again and again, and reappeared in front of it intact.

On the other hand, after hundreds of rounds of fighting, Xiao Lei was already covered in blood, and even the thunder light on his body was dyed bright red.

Up and down his body, most of the skin and flesh were torn by the demon dragon, and the skin and flesh turned over, and the injury was very serious.

This kind of injury, like Xiao Lei's whole body being skinned, looks particularly shocking.

It has red eyes, even if it is dead, it has to guard this land, if the phoenix is lightly pulled, it has always been firmly remembered, it always believes that as long as it guards the desolate forest and the guardian medicine, that person will one day come to take it away, because Xiao Lei likes her so much, Xiao Lei also wants to be like the big black dog, follow her.

She said that one day, she would come back to pick it up.

Xiao Lei has always believed and waited-

Whether it's a year, a decade, a hundred years, or a thousand years, in its limited life, it can wait-

It's these damn demons that won't let them pass through the Middle Wilderness Forest, and it won't let them destroy this place in the slightest.

"Roar--" A furious roar filled the entire Middle Barren Forest, and the shaking earth trembled violently.

At this time, on the Zhongzhou Continent, a piece of land close to the Zhonghuang Forest was shaken violently by Xiao Lei's roar.

A demon clan was shocked, not knowing what was going on in the middle desolate forest.

In the demon camp, a boy who looked to be about ten years old was drinking with a group of men, and when he heard this voice, he frowned in extreme displeasure.

Although he is only a teenager in appearance, he has a breath, but it is as cold as if he has experienced tens of thousands of years.

He had the appearance of a dark Zhengtai, the lines of his facial features were very soft, only one of his eyes was open, it was turquoise, and there was a trace of black mist lingering in it, and the other eye, closed, with long eyelashes curved and thick.

On the closed eye, there was a centipede-like scar, extending from under the fine bangs on the forehead to under the eyelid, as if someone had slashed it many years ago.

Such a scar, coupled with this dark appearance, is really resonant.

When the demons saw him frowning, they were all shocked, this lord was not something they dared to offend.

This frowning, I don't know what kind of wind and rain it will cause.

"What's going on?" It wasn't until the roar from the middle desolate forest was a little quieter that I heard the dark Zhengtai ask, and his voice, sounding a little immature, matched his Zhengtai's appearance.

The demons vomited blood, and even the witches and adults didn't know what was going on, so how could they know?

"Cut-" Among the demons present, a young man snorted coldly with extreme disdain, he really didn't understand, didn't he look like a stinky kid? As for making so many demons tremble?

"Huh?" That disdain just fell into the ears of this dark Zhengtai.

He turned his head, his gaze catching precisely the young man's position.

Just one glance made the demons tremble.