The young man was stunned, as if he never dreamed that Ji Chengche would let him go so easily.

But when he thought about it, who could guarantee that the other party was not coaxing him?

"You...... Is it a demon?" The young man's gaze flickered, searching back and forth between Ji Chengche and Liu Fengxuan's faces.

As he spoke, his cheeks puffed out rhythmically, ventilating like a fish's gills.

Ji Chengche asked, "Do you know the Demon Clan?"

The young man lowered his head and hid the hatred in the depths of his eyes, but he didn't know that the change in his expression had fallen into Ji Cheng's eyes.

Although his cultivation barely broke through the immeasurable realm of mountains and seas, for a teenager, it was enough to be called amazingly talented. It's a pity that this amazing unfortunate encounter with Ji Chengche and Liu Fengxuan has become worthless again, and there is no possibility of resistance and escape.

He silently picked up the lost bow and arrow and bone knife, and finally made a decision, saying, "I know where the Holy Hidden Peak is, I will lead you there." ”

Liu Fengxuan smiled and warned in a cold voice, "You'd better be obedient and take us to the Holy Hidden Peak." If you dare to play tricks, don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

The young man turned his head and glanced at Liu Fengxuan, said nothing, and walked up the stone mountain.

He swam in the sea like a fish, shuttling freely and extremely fast, a pair of black wings slightly spread behind his back, like a fish's fins, and in an instant, he traveled more than ten feet away.

Liu Fengxuan quietly released a wisp of divine consciousness to lock on to the young man, and said to Ji Chengqing: "This kid's eyes are wandering, you need to be careful that he is bad." ”

Ji Chengche nodded and asked, "Are you sure that Xueluo and Her Royal Highness the Princess will go to the Holy Hidden Peak?"

Liu Fengxuan said: "I hope we can intercept them before we reach the Holy Hidden Peak, otherwise we will ......"

"What would have happened?" asked Ji Chengqing.

Liu Fengxuan didn't say anything, and suddenly caught up with the young man and said, "What are you going to do?"

The young man stopped in front of a deep stone cave and replied stiffly, "From here, you can directly cross the stone mountain, saving more than half the distance." ”

Liu Fengxuan couldn't see the slightest timidity and weakness from the young man's dark face, so he had to snort in his nose: "Lead the way!"

At the moment, the three of them rushed in, the young man led the way, Liu Fengxuan walked in the middle, and Ji Chengche was in charge of the back of the hall.

Despite the darkness of the sea, the Moyu people have an innate talent for being able to see their surroundings clearly in the dark.

The young man was familiar with the bone knife in his hand, and it was obviously not the first time he had entered this cave.

Ji Chengcheng paid attention to it secretly, and found that the stone **** was bottomless, and countless forks crisscrossed like a huge labyrinth.

He quietly kept the path in his mind, so that if things were not right, he could have a way out of the predicament.

The three of them worked for about a stick of incense, and the three of them had gone deep into the belly of Shishan Mountain.

The young man's figure suddenly bent and flicked, shooting forward like a sharp arrow.

Suddenly there was a huge grotto ahead. Underneath the grotto is a pool of bright red magma, more than a thousand feet in circumference, bubbling and bubbling with a blazing light that makes it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

"Whoa-la-"

Before Ji Chengqing and Liufeng Xuan could come back to their senses, an earth-shattering roar sounded from the magma pool below.

The magma pool seemed to explode, dozens of bright red pillars of fire rose into the sky, countless fireballs burst out from the pool and flew all over the air, and the blazing red lan almost evaporated all the seawater, roasting people to suffocate and faint.

A black-scaled fire Jiao slowly floated out of the magma pool, its black head shining like Ugin, like a hill rising from the sea, its two green eyes were full of unstoppable evil energy, and it opened its mouth and spewed a stream of fire at Ji Chengche and Liufeng Xuan above!

"Damn little bitch!"

Liu Fengxuan Huo Ran woke up and fell into the plan to drive away the wolf. The young man of the Demon Feather Clan used his familiarity and understanding of the terrain of the Stone Mountain to deliberately introduce them to the magma pool, hoping to get rid of himself with the black-scaled fire Jiao that was dormant in the middle.

But if that young man thought that he could kill her with a loach in the Black Sea, he would have underestimated the Queen of Tianlu too much!

A string of short notes came out of her mouth, and the staff in her hand leaned a little downward, releasing thousands of emerald-colored ice edges. These ice edges are layered and aggregated, condensed into a huge and incoherent shield, as if Taiyue is pressing against the top of the **** fire.

"Click-la-" Ice and fire met in a narrow way, bursting into colorful brilliant lights, like thousands of flowers of ice and fire blooming in the water.

"Keng!" Ji Chengche pulled out the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife, and the body and knife were united like an eagle falcon flying and swooping down, slashing the black-scaled fire Jiao.

Although the blade was dozens of zhang away, the black-scaled fire Jiao still felt a fierce sword qi coming from the surface like ten thousand arrows, as if it was about to smash it into thousands of pieces.

But the black-scaled fire Jiao relied on the indestructible scale armor on his body, and looked at the falling Fetal Yuan Divine Knife without dodging or dodging, and threw out a huge tail from the magma pool and slapped it viciously.

"Woo-" The pungent and fishy wind swept up the magma that covered the sky and the sun, and it seemed that a dense rain of locusts hit first.

Ji Cheng's face was fearless and moved forward bravely, and the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife released a cloud of majestic and vast light, overcoming thorns and thorns and driving straight in.

"Dang!" A metallic crisp sound, and the blade slashed into the giant tail of the black-scaled fire Jiao.

The black-scaled fire Jiao roared wildly, the scales on its tail fluttered down like frost flowers, and the flesh and blood were swept by the Fetal Yuan God Knife, and a wound more than two feet deep was cut open, and a sharp knife qi pierced into the meridians, stirring up the pain in its body.

Ji Chengqing is also sore, his right arm is sore, and he is secretly shocked by the terrifying divine power of the black-scaled fire Jiao. That is to say, his three qi in one and the heart of the 10,000-year-old Xuanhuang Holy Dragon are just able to restrain the black-scaled fire Jiao, and if he is an idle Tianyuan Aurora Realm powerhouse, he will suffer a big loss if he only has ten ** hard shocks.

After a hundred battles, he saw the opportunity very quickly, and immediately slapped his left palm on the back of the black-scaled fire Jiao, and took advantage of the situation to pull out the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword and float backwards.

Sure enough, after the black-scaled fire Jiao was injured, he went berserk, and slapped his giant tail in the air, setting off a stormy wave like a mountain, and smashing the water waves like thunder.

Ji Chengche caught a glimpse of Liufeng Xuan holding a staff in his hand, and was about to strike again to suppress the Black-scaled Fire Jiao.

He knew that Liu Fengxuan's injuries had not healed, and he reluctantly entered the mirage because of his beloved daughter's heart, so he said: "Your Majesty, let me deal with it!"

Seeing that the black-scaled fire Jiao turned its head and was rushing towards him, Ji Chengche went to Nian Cunsi to sacrifice an angry sword mad flower spell.

His spiritual cultivation had already stepped into the Gathering Radiance Realm, and the power of this witchcraft attack was truly extraordinary.

The black-scaled fire Jiao had just suffered a loss under Ji Chengqing's hands, and he was already afraid of him, so he shook his head and spewed out a furious ball of fire, catching the angry sword and crazy flower.

One person and one Jiao fought in the magma pool in the dark, Ji Chengqing had some reservations and did not do his best, such as the Demon Emperor Emperor Seal, Tianyuan Treasure Mirror and other divine treasures were all hidden and not used, only with the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife and the Black Scale Fire Jiao, taking the opportunity to sharpen and understand the sword king's trick, and then rubbing into the guidance of the Yusheng Stream, the knife style became more and more rounded.

In just over 20 faces, the black-scaled fire Jiao was beaten by Ji Chengqing and roared all over his body.

Rao is its rough skin and thick flesh, and it can't afford to torture and kill like such a blunt knife cutting flesh, not to mention that the fetal Yuan Shen Knife can be compared with all iron? Every time the knife goes down, it will definitely open a blood groove that is deep and visible to the bone, and the majestic knife qi is like a cone that breaks the sac, and the black-scaled fire Jiao is in pain.

The black-scaled fire Jiao gradually became afraid, after all, the situation was strong, let it be brutal by nature and called the king to dominate, but when he encountered a dragon like Ji Chengqing, even if it was a snake on the ground, he couldn't help but bow his head obediently.

Liu Fengxuan had retreated to the side to watch the battle, and when he saw that Ji Chengche was like a dragon and a sword, like a tiger, he was defeated and retreated, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud in his heart.

The more she looked at Ji Chengqing, the more she liked it, and then thought of this young man's unique background, the more she wanted to recruit him as her son-in-law.

It's a pity that his good intentions can't be understood by Liu Fenglan, and after some planning, he has to find another way to promote this beautiful thing.

She turned her thoughts here, and on that side, Ji Cheng judged the situation clearly, and suddenly approached the flaws of the black-scaled fire Jiao, and the knife in her hand fell to show a style of "slashing the sky".

On the same day, under the Nai He Cliff, Ji Chengche used this style of "slashing the sky", and even the Yu Shengliu Fenglan was moved, so you can also imagine the domineering power of this knife.

The black-scaled fire Jiao's whole body was shrouded by the sword momentum, and the powerful sword qi was like a net that bound it firmly. It is psychic by nature, and it knows that it is impossible to escape, and a wail erupts from its mouth, desperately swinging its body just to be able to escape for its life.

Ji Cheng's heart is clear, the fetal Yuan Divine Knife is like an antelope hanging horns without a trace, a touch of the knife is magnificent and uncasting, like a broken bamboo, cutting through the raging fire flow molten slurry, and splitting down to the back of the black-scaled fire Jiao.

At the last moment, Ji Cheng's wrist flipped the blade slightly, and the back of the Fetal Yuan Divine Knife struck firmly on the back of the black-scaled fire Jiao, and he shouted in a low voice: "Go!"

"Smack!" The black-scaled fire Jiao escaped death, didn't he know that Ji Chengche had already shown mercy under the knife? Regardless of the hot pain on his back, he hurriedly swung his giant tail and rushed into the magma pool, never daring to rise again.

Ji Chengche put the knife into the sheath, and his breath was as if he had just come back from a walk outside, and he was completely dumbfounded by the young man, and he was speechless for a while.

He couldn't understand that Ji Chengche's age was only a few years older than himself, and he actually killed the black-scaled fire Jiao alone without bloodshed.

As the saying goes, if you don't know the goods, you're afraid of comparing the goods, in contrast, the so-called strong warriors of the Moyu clan that he has seen before, I'm afraid that no one can walk through ten faces under this young man's knife!

What is the origin of this demon boy and the beautiful woman of the Feather Clan who walked with him?

- Could it be that the story that the Great Elder told him was true?

Just as his heart was stirring, he suddenly heard Liu Feng Xuan Senran say: "Little, you are so bold!"

Before the words fell, the strong wind hit his face, and Liu Fengxuan manipulated the staff to smash down on the top of his head! (83 Chinese Net.)