Chapter Fifty-Nine: Forty Years of Anger, What Are You Doing (Thanks, Thanks, Thanks)

Jiao Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes.

After running for a long time, the dark red and scabbed injuries on its body showed faint signs of cracking.

The immature facial features furrowed slightly, and a trace of enjoyment passed between the eyebrows.

The tearing pain stimulated it to the point of trembling slightly.

Involuntarily opened his mouth and let out a piercing long groan: "Ang! ”

In that strange groan, there was no other sound in the entire low mountain forest, no matter the birds and beasts, they were all heartbroken.

It looked out over the mountains and just wanted to get back to the village as soon as possible.

The vigorous figure walked through the forest, and the outstretched claws were only to pluck the head of the black-shirted lieutenant by the way, as simple as plucking a fruit from a tree.

Compared to many of the demons' emotions.

Shen Yi clenched the knife, his eyes were unwavering, and his thoughts were on the hideous claw that the other party probed.

The scaly claws stabbed furiously with a surging aura.

Jiao Feng is unarmed, and his body alone is enough to look down on the divine soldiers.

“……”

Whether it is a yellow dog or a black ape, or even Qinglin's mother, they are all cultivated by animals that Shen Yi is familiar with.

However, the beast in front of him, Fang Cai's long groan, coupled with the strange appearance of the horns on the other party's forehead.

I'm afraid that there is no need to practice, and the prototype alone is already a mythical creature.

Shen Yi's palm holding the knife became more and more clenched, and his black and white eyes should logically contain some nervousness, but for some reason, under the rapid beating of his heart, he was inexplicably excited.

The aura of the whole body quickly poured into the blade, making it merge with the night.

Greedy wolves punish evil.

The long straight knife fell silently, pausing slightly for a moment as it touched the scales of the claw, and then sliced down with ease.

Jiao Feng didn't even notice the pain, it was only a little puzzled, why didn't it feel the familiar pleasure of torn flesh.

Look sideways.

In the line of sight, half of the palm fell, and there was no plasma spray, only the jet-black knife body, which was wrapped in a few wisps of scarlet at some point.

Shen Yi held the knife in both hands, and his movements did not stop at all.

When Jiao Feng's unbelievable expression was only halfway through, he stabbed the black blade into the opponent's body!

Poof!

The ritual knife is just a dead thing, but it inexplicably reveals a greed.

Countless blood streaks were drawn out, staining the blade a scarlet color.

"Sneer......"

Jiao Feng grabbed the young man's wrist suddenly, and under the sharp claws, the Eight Treasure Xuan Body that Shen Yi relied on seemed to have lost its effectiveness, and the white skin was full of Xuanguang, followed by the sharp fingertips that were easily cracked.

It instantly exerted its strength, trying to pull out the strange knife.

Shen Yi didn't seem to notice the pain, and indifferently sent the blade of the knife into it for another three points.

Even with the blessing of the Eight Treasure Profound Body, the strength of the Primordial Realm Martial Artist would never be able to fight a strong dragon.

But as the scarlet aura on the knife body poured into his body along the tiger's mouth, he felt that there was endless strength in his body, and even the wound on his wrist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You're eating me?"

Jiao Feng grinned, his voice was hoarse, and the madness in his eyes had never been so strong even when his claws were cut off.

"You dare to eat me?"

It grinned, as if it thought it was ridiculous.

Then there was violence on his face!

The dense wounds on his body completely collapsed, it let go of Shen Yi, reached out to grab his flesh, and then tore it fiercely!

Whew!

In an instant, a behemoth ten zhang long soared into the air.

Its body hovered in the sky, its head hideous, and its horn glowing with blood.

The black knife inserted in the body actually seemed so small and insignificant at this moment.

Jiaolong hissed and looked down, his eyes were fierce, staring at Shen Yi tightly, and he didn't even bother to shake off the knife on his body, and the dead thing that had lost control turned back to its original glowing black appearance.

"Roar!"

It roared again, and the wind broke the dwarf trees, rolled up the fallen leaves, and swept violently towards the youth! The huge body rolls and rolls downward!

With such a size gap, a warrior without a sword has completely lost his threat to it.

And Shen Yi's appearance of standing with his hands down seemed to confirm Jiaolong's thoughts.

Until he looked up.

During the breath, the dragon seemed to feel some dangerous aura, and the scales all over his body exploded, and he subconsciously turned his head to look.

I saw that behind him, countless breaths gathered and turned into a sword curtain.

Under the white moonlight, there was a faint demonic red light, and the evil meaning in it was not inferior to himself at all.

What a cult!

As Shen Yi's face turned pale, he exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The sky is full of anger and falls!

Jiaolong's huge body was unavoidable, so he could only curl up as best he could, protecting his abdomen with hard black scales.

Bang! Bang!

The invisible qi smashed on the dragon's body, like striking iron, and the dull sound filled the valley, smashing it down into the mountains and forests in an instant.

When the qi dissipated, the demonic red light actually stuck to it like a flame, and no matter how much the body rubbed, it could not be extinguished.

The sound of corrosive sound continued, and the black scales quickly scorched, revealing the flesh below.

"Aang!!"

The dragon screamed and darkened the surrounding area.

Until the red mangs were also burned out, it trembled and raised its head, its body was embarrassed, and there was no longer the pleasure of enjoying the pain just now, and only the happiness of the rest of its life was left in its vertical pupils.

It suddenly looked at the young man, and when it found the other party's pale face, it finally let out a cruel smile: "Good! Good! Now it's my turn. ”

Before the words fell, Jiaolong suddenly found that Shen Yi had closed his eyes.

With such a posture, it is clear that he has already exhausted his strength, and he can only be caught.

But there was a tremor in its heart inexplicably.

The next moment, a sword curtain that was exactly the same as before appeared in the sky again.

Then came the second piece, the third piece......

Until it completely obscured the sky, the sky was full of demons and evil red rays, revealing a little mockery.

Jiaolong raised his neck and froze in place.

It slammed open its bloody jaws, revealing its sharp fangs, and its screams were sharp and desperate: "Fake! It's all fake! You can't fool me! ”

Shen Yi pressed his palms indifferently.

Countless Tiangang blood was like a tidal wave that completely submerged the little Jiao Demon.

A full forty years of demon longevity.

Even he was a little distressed.

until the hint is skimmed through the panel.

[Kill the early stage of the Jade Liquid Realm, with a total lifespan of 1,427 years, and a remaining lifespan of 1,230 years, absorbed completely]

[Remaining Demon Shouyuan: 1,435 years. Condenseable】

Shen Yi walked slowly towards the mess.

The only remaining corpse was still stained with red glow, and most of it was dissolved in a few breaths.

He bent down to pick up the shining Jiao Dan and put it together with the previous fox demon beast element.

This is not the time to take stock of the harvest.

Shen Yi turned around and swept through the mountains and forests, picked up the two unlucky eggs, and hurried in the direction of the fishing village.