I was too busy yesterday and I really didn’t have time to write. I sent someone away this morning. I apologized for yesterday. I would like to make up for it today’s third update.

A bright light emanated from the wall.

The torch burning with orange flames was stuck to the cold stone wall.

The cave is quiet and the room is dim.

Yang Qifeng curled up and quietly looked at his target leader Crow in a hidden corner.

He couldn't wait to take action before he saw the first match of the crow commander.

In this world, there is no soul search method, which can easily let you know all the secrets of the other party.

The soul is extremely fragile. With a little excessive means, it will disperse the soul, commonly known as the soul scattered.

To impersonate the crow commander, Yang Qifeng must master the life habits of the crow commander.

This does not require Yang Qifeng to imitate it vividly, as long as it has that charm.

So after observing the crow commander for three days, Yang Qifeng planned to take action by himself in a few days and ten days.

Step by step!!!!!!!!!

The continuous sound of footsteps sounded one after another, and the sound was relatively rapid, and it was obvious that someone was in a hurry.

The crow commander who was practicing was awakened by the sound of footsteps. The figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed suddenly stood up, and a sharp voice came from his mouth and shouted, "What's the matter?"

"The Centipede Commander holds a banquet, please go," a figure as dark as ink walked into the deepest part of the cave and came to the front of the Crow Commander.

The demon was holding a crow's head, and it was also a monster with a crow's spirit. But compared to the crow's commander, the beast-turned marks on this crow demon were heavier. The thick feathers on his body were like clothes and a pair of sharp claws formed the hands. The three black claws below were tightly pressed into the soil.

In addition to barely being able to see a human figure, other parts also retain traces of monsters.

Monsters all over the world all have a preference, that is, they like to gather in groups.

This grouping does not mean gathering a bunch of monsters, but gathering monsters from their own clan.

For example, a bull demon, whose demon soldiers are basically bull demons. The crow commander is a crow who has achieved enlightenment and has achieved success in cultivation. Naturally, most of his subordinates are crows.

This is the nature of the demon clan. Even Yang Qifeng will not be able to avoid the vulgarity in the future.

"If you don't go, I don't have time to pay attention to him," Commander Crow shook his head gently and sat on the stone chair.

"Commander," the little crow demon who came came did not leave. He hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth before continuing. "The centipede commander held a banquet, but did he invite the demon general?"

"If you don't go, the demon general will be disliked. The eagle commander takes the opportunity to invade. Without the protection of the demon general, our Crow Cave's sphere of influence has shrunk and resources are scarce, and we can no longer maintain it."

Yang Qifeng's eyes showed surprise, and he looked at the little demon with incomplete transformation with bright eyes.

I thought this was just a low-quality monster with incomplete IQ and no development potential that was inspired by the magic technique, but these words made Yang Qifeng know that this was a monster that achieved something through his hard practice.

Pointing magic is a magical magical power. It can increase the number of monsters. Things that are a little old, whether they are flowers, plants, fish and insects, as long as they are pointed by the magic, they can derive consciousness and turn into bodies to become monsters.

From this perspective, this kind of magical power has greatly helped the demon clan. His appearance has increased the number of demon clans by more than ten times or a hundred times.

But if you study it carefully, you can know that this magical power was his appearance, so the energy of the demon clan was turning straight, from prosperity to decline.

The monsters were inspired by the magic of witchcraft, but their flaws were very big and their intelligence was too low. They were like five-year-olds who could not form pills in their entire lives. They could only act as minions, shaking flags and shouting, but not as the main force.

It is precisely because of the defect of the magic technique that it was used in a while, and many demon races with great potential were destroyed. They instinctively became immortals and could not connect to the pill in the end. This is a kind of sadness.

Yang Qifeng felt a deep sadness and hatred from the mouth of the blue demon god.

Sorry is to the demon clan, and hatred is to the guy who created some magic tricks.

If you have this opinion and answer, Yang Qifeng knew that the future achievements of this little crow demon will be above the commander of this crow.

For so many days, Yang Qifeng not only hid in the crow's cave commander, but also went out from time to time to explore the situation in the Twenty-Nine Mountains.

Looking at the crow commander and the two left, Yang Qifeng withdrew his gaze from the corner.

He slowly closed his eyes, absorbed the acquired spiritual energy, and began to heal his wounds.

This time, Yang Qifeng has not practiced seriously during this period. Most of the time, except for the investigations, he started to treat his own injuries.

As the cave led by the crow, the Crow Cave was established in the 29th Mountain, and it is naturally an excellent area with sufficient spiritual energy. The acquired spiritual energy rolled over with Yang Qifeng's absorption, forming a long rope.

In the crow cave, without the crow commander, Yang Qifeng completely let go.

A large amount of acquired spiritual energy poured into the body and was quickly refined by Yang Qifeng to nourish himself.

The damaged acupoints and flesh and blood began to tremble at this moment.

They seemed to be cheering and celebrating.

As the flesh and blood poured in, he was quickly replacing and accelerating the circulation of blood. Thirty-six Tiangang acupoints, roaring sounds, the spiritual energy was spinning over and over again, a monkey and a big bird kept whispering and tempering the Tiangang acupoints.

Time passed slowly, Yang Qifeng, who closed his eyes, was surrounded by spiritual energy, and his expression was peaceful.

When I opened my eyes, burning flames appeared in the deep dark pupils. The golden flames bloomed layer by layer, brilliant and beautiful.

After quitting the state of cultivation, Yang Qifeng checked himself and his injuries were intact. The injury was not light this time. The main reason was that the foundation was half-destroying. When he was treated, Yang Qifeng did not need to completely compensate for the foundation himself, so he could recover almost in a short time, and the rest was to use a long time to polish it.

He took a lot of money around, and then Yang Qifeng's claws gently stroked in front of him.

A elixir furnace appeared in front of Yang Qifeng.

The fire of the alchemy furnace soared into the sky, and the golden colors filled the body, sweeping across the fragments.

It is layer by layer, like a guard, guarding the king.

Deep in the crow's cave, the dizzy light was driven away by the bright light.

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Chapter completed!