Zhu Ganglie looked at Lu Jian who was slowly leaving, with a hint of condensation on his face, this Lu Pressure blatantly restrained the Feather Wing Clan, and was only warned, it seems that his power in the Gods and Demons Continent should not be underestimated, with his strength to the point where he can really open up a Buddhist door in this Gods and Demons Continent and become the master of a sect.

And with the grudge between himself and this land pressure, once it is discovered, it will really be a catastrophe.

"Let's go, as long as we get to the Central Continent, we can survive. ”

"The demon clan and the demon clan are watching the mystery of our clan's ninth day demon god becoming a god, and the masters of the clan have been captured by various clans, and we can only hope to survive when we go to the Central Continent. Don't fight, these are just small demons who come to watch the mysteries of the winged clan. ”

Seeing Zhu Ganglie stunned, the older Feather Wing Clan sighed, and then walked forward numbly, ignoring the countless demons and monsters watching the Feather Wing Clan around him.

Zhu Ganglie looked at the dense migration army, and had a trace of realization in his heart, the demon and demon clans spied on the secrets of the Ninth Heaven Demon God, and captured all the masters of the Feather Wing Clan, and the other weak demon clans watched these old and weak, wanting to find some secrets, if they could find the power and secret of the Ninth Heaven Demon God to achieve the Heavenly Demon God, then they could find a shortcut to becoming a god.

Looking at these feathered tribes migrating like pigs and dogs, Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but feel lost in his heart, the scene of the human race is even more miserable than these feathered tribes, and even the fate of becoming pigs and dogs is longing, this pathetic feathered tribe migration army is still wrapped in a large number of human races, used as food and labor.

And the role of the Terran Divine Island may be a kind of hope in the hearts of the Terrans, so that the Terrans of the Gods and Demons Continent will not completely lose their spirit and spirit.

Looking around, Zhu Ganglie's figure flickered, and he quietly left the brigade of the Feather Wing Clan, and walked towards the distance, the most important thing for him now is to improve his strength, become a powerful demon god, and even strive to achieve the ninth day demon god. Help the Terrans to get out of this sad fate, and help themselves out of the sad situation.

Zhu Ganglie crossed his knees in a cave and pulled out the spine of the two Iron Spine Dragons, which are the essence of the Iron Spine Dragon, which can be used to strengthen the power of the Mountains and Rivers.

"The refining method of human beings, a feathered clan actually mastered this method, but it makes me curious, is this also the mystery of the feathered clan!"

When Zhu Ganglie finished refining the mountain and river seal, the iron spine dragon with the dragon head and snake body stretched out his head and sneered. The huge snake body was entrenched, surrounding the mountain where Zhu Ganglie was located, and its wings covered the sky, the power of this iron-spine dragon was more powerful than the two heads he had killed before, his body was several circles larger, and the power of the spitting was even more terrifying, and he was about to break through the realm of refining void.

"Die!"

Zhu Ganglie's face was cold, and he made a preemptive strike and stretched out his hand. The mountains and rivers turned into a hundred zhang in size, and the wings of the Iron Spine Dragon were directly stretched, and the light wings behind it were directly stretched, and the blood-colored petals flew up. Zhu Ganglie was heavily guarded.

"To some means!"

The Iron Spine Dragon King sneered, flicked the mountains and rivers with one claw, and the snake's tail slapped the blood-colored petals in the sky, slapping the blood-colored cocoon formed by the blood-colored petals into a depression. At this time, the blood-colored petals on the tail of the Iron Spine Dragon merged into the snake's tail, and slowly grew a blood-colored lotus. And it's growing.

"Ahh

The Iron Spine Dragon King let out a painful cry in his mouth, and shook his tail vigorously, trying to shake off the blood-colored lotus flower on the tail, but no matter how it shook it, it couldn't shake it off, and the blood-colored lotus on the tail was getting bigger and bigger, and the essence and blood on the Iron Spine Dragon King's body were losing faster and faster.

"No, no, you ant, how could you hurt me. ”

The Iron Spine Dragon King let out a terrifying roar, constantly flicking his tail, sweeping away all the surrounding mountains, and countless rubble flew around like raindrops.

"Bang!"

At this time, Shanheyin smashed down again, directly smashing the two pairs of meat wings.

"Damn little flying worm, I will definitely take revenge, revenge!"

The sharp teeth of the Iron Spine Dragon King snapped off his tail, his wings shook, and he flew away through the air, staring at Zhu Ganglie with a pair of cold eyes.

"Are you leaving?"

Zhu Ganglie drank in his mouth, the wings behind him shook suddenly, and the petals in the sky immediately flew up, spiraling and rising at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he ran into the flying Iron Spine Dragon King, and the blood-colored petals densely wrapped the injured Dragon King.

"Ahh

The Iron Spine Dragon King let out a terrifying roar, roaring again and again, but it couldn't stop the blood-colored lotus flowers blooming on his body, and the blood-colored lotus flowers continued to bloom, revealing a strong sense of fear in the poignant.

"I'm going to kill you first!"

The Iron Spine Dragon King roared violently, and attacked towards Zhu Ganglie, his huge body emitting a black light, and it crashed down.

"Change!"

Zhu Ganglie was startled, and the mountain and river seals in his hand were thrown, and they suddenly became bigger and turned into a mountain, blocking in front of him.

With a bang, the huge mountain and river seal was directly smashed by this iron spine dragon, and a huge blood-colored lotus flower also bloomed completely when the mountain and river seal was broken.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the Iron Spine Dragon King was killed, Zhu Ganglie let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the broken mountain and river seal with some pity, and the wings behind him spread out, absorbing the blood-colored lotus flower into it, revealing the black Iron Spine Dragon's skin, all the essence and blood of the Iron Spine Dragon were absorbed, and in the remaining skin pouch, a dark spine was revealed, which was the essence of the Iron Spine Dragon.

"I lost a mountain and river seal, so that I can refine the spine of this iron spine dragon into a bundle of immortal ropes. ”

Zhu Ganglie looked at the black spine and smiled, the essence of this Iron Spine Dragon King's body is condensed here, and the bundle of immortal ropes refined is definitely a treasure.

"We are willing to follow the strong and serve you forever. ”

When Zhu Ganglie was about to refine the magic weapon, the four winged clans knelt down in front of him and said with respectful expressions.

These four winged clans were full of wolves, and a pair of wings dragged on the ground, looking angry and unfocused.

"A waste that doesn't even reach the realm of Qi cultivation?"

Zhu Ganglie swept down the four winged clans, coldly, ready to turn around and leave, too lazy to pay attention to these four wastes, the physical body of the winged demon clan is very poor compared to the demon clan, but a little cultivation is also a qi cultivation realm, but these four winged clans are real waste.

"In order to spy on the secrets of the Ninth Heavenly Demon God, the Iron Spine Dragon wantonly sucked our souls, and the four of us were absorbed by the Iron Spine Dragon A large amount of essence and spirit, and the term of labor was served, if you hadn't killed this Iron Spine Dragon, we would have died long ago. ”

Zhu Ganglie looked at these four winged clans, his eyes rolled slightly, a flash of inspiration, and he secretly said in his heart: "My eighty-nine Xuangong has reached the peak of one turn, and every turn of cultivation in the future will be extremely difficult, maybe you can use the light and dust mantra to cultivate eighty-nine Xuangong." ”

Thinking of this, Zhu Ganglie's heart moved slightly, and the mantra of light and dust was immediately modified, and the original mantra of light and dust was gentle, Zhu Ganglie combined with the method of collecting the power of faith and will of the gods, and modified this spell to be more domineering, and by practicing this spell, he could control the creatures who practiced this method, and use the power generated by the spell to watch and control the creatures.

At that moment, with a cold face, he embedded the revised spell into the heads of the four winged clans and said, "This is a spell, cultivate it and spread it." ”

"The four of us are willing to practice this mantra, but our cultivation is weak and we are not treated by our fellow clansmen, and they will not practice the magic that we have passed down.

Since the Holy Land was shattered by Hell and the Demon Court, and all the masters were taken away, the Winged Clan cherished the Heavenly Demon Recipe passed down from the ancient times even more, and they all hoped to grow stronger and protect the clansmen, but they were afraid that they would not be able to cultivate other Magic Techniques. ”

"Noise! Spread from the humans in your hands, this is the only source of your strength!"

Zhu Ganglie drank coldly, so that he could also save the humans under the command of the Feather Wing Clan on a certain distance, and prevent them from being treated as pigs and dogs by these Feather Wing Clan.

The four Feather Wing Clans glanced at each other, and then bowed down heavily, this was the only way for the four of them, because of the loss of their own spirit and spirit, they could no longer cultivate the Heavenly Demon Technique exclusive to the Feather Wing Clan, so they could only go this way.

Zhu Ganglie suddenly had a bad taste in his heart, and said to the four people: "From now on, you will be called Lucifer, Gabriel, Michael, and Raphael. ”

"Hmm!"

The four of them nodded helplessly, and then respectfully walked into the migration army of the Feather Wing Clan. (To be continued......)