"Instead of rushing forward to seek death in vain, it's better to rest here and recover from your injuries! Wait until later to fight again!"
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood, but don't ruin your final plan because of your impulse!"
After hearing what Holy Son Canglang said, Holy Son Jiaolong's face turned blue and purple.
These words sounded like he was trying to comfort himself, but why did he always feel that there was a sense of ridicule?
"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. The two of us are going to join the battlefield. You can rest here and recover from your injuries."
"But you still have to keep your spirits up, and don't let others kill you while you are recovering from your injuries. That would be a bit outweighing the gains."
The Phoenix Saint gave a meaningful look on her head, and then joined the battle with the Blue Wolf Saint.
Seeing the two people fighting, Holy Son Jiaolong's heart fell to the bottom, not to mention how uncomfortable it was!
It is no exaggeration to say that he would rather be beaten in the battlefield and cry for his father and mother, with no ability to fight back, than stay here obediently, like a useless person!
"Huh? It seems like I'm not the only useless person here, there should be another one!"
"That's right, that's right. Anyway, I'm not the only one who can't draw the original state of the Holy Son. Isn't there another one?"
"Hehe, it seems that he is not much better than this Holy Son. What is there to be proud of in ordinary times?"
"He pretends to be like a millionaire all day long. Those who don't know really think that his strength is comparable to that of the ancient demon. Damn!"
Holy Son Jiaolong looked at the direction where Holy Son Qilin was. He was about to tease this fellow sufferer, but he was stunned.
I saw the Holy Son of Qilin slowly straightening up, with wisps of fiery red breath surrounding his body, repairing his injuries all over his body, just like Ye Fan's life and death!
"What?"
The Dragon Saint's pupils shrank sharply, realizing something was wrong.
"ah!"
The next moment, the Holy Son of Qilin looked up to the sky and roared, and the huge fiery red Qilin appeared in the forest to the east again!
The appearance of the fiery red unicorn caused the battlefield here to pause for a few seconds.
Holy Son Qilin dodged and came directly in front of an early disciple of the saint, and stepped on the sole of his foot with a palm, causing a cloud of dust to rise!
"ah!"
The disciples at his feet let out pitiful wails, but soon there was no movement. Everyone knew what his end would be.
The next moment, a trace of the disciple's remnant soul floated out from the ground, glaring fiercely at the Holy Son of Qilin!
Now he looks at Qilin Holy Son as if he is looking at his enemy, no! That is his enemy in the first place!
"You damn guy, why are you always staring at me? Do you know how long it takes for me to cultivate to this level?"
"But it's better for you now. You can knock me back to my original shape with one move. You really deserve to die. You really should fall into the 18th level of hell and suffer the pain of reincarnation forever!"
The anger in the disciple's eyes almost burst out. If eyes could kill, Qilin Holy Son would have died countless times!
Qilin Holy Son just chuckled at this.
"Are you unwilling? It's a pity that your strength is not good enough. This is just incompetence. This is just a roar, it has no meaning."
"You should practice hard after you go back. No, no, you have no chance to continue practicing!"
The corners of Qilin Holy Son's mouth formed a strange arc, and then he opened his bloody mouth and forcefully swallowed the disciple's remnant soul into his belly.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a miserable scream, the early disciple of the saint finally received the lunch box.
From now on, no trace of him can be found in the Beidou Star Territory or even in the starry sky of the universe. His great journey ends here!
Seeing this scene, the second elder and other disciples took two steps back in horror!
Good guy, why does it seem like it’s a joke to kill a strong man in the early stage of a saint? Is it so easy?
Many disciples rubbed their eyes and were so frightened that they could not complete their sentences.
"What's going on? Hasn't this guy been seriously injured by the leader? How can he still explode with such powerful combat power?"
"Who knows? These guys are not human beings! They are not human beings! Why are we facing them this time? How can we beat them?"
"It's over, it's over, we are completely over now. Before we could see clearly the saints and saints of these monster clans!"
These disciples really had the urge to kill them head-on. Now thinking about the mocking words they just said to the Holy Son of Qilin, they are really slapping themselves in the face!
The relationship has been going on for a long time, but the clown turned out to be themselves. Who can I ask to reason?
Then Holy Son Qilin turned his attention to these disciples.
In just one moment, each disciple's heart was in his throat, he kept swallowing his saliva, and even did not dare to look directly into the cold eyes of Holy Son Qilin.
Because to them, it is more like the gaze of death! It is more like death waving to them!
"Gu."
"What are you still doing? Let's go together and save yourself the trouble!"
The Holy Son of Qilin let out an angry roar and came straight towards these disciples. They were so frightened that they cried for their fathers and screamed for their mothers, and could only run away with their heads in their hands!
At this moment, these disciples are no longer superior human cultivators, but just ordinary people who know how to fear!
"Let me choke you! Can this still be played like this? Has this guy been hiding his strength before?"
"Is this strength really serious? This guy didn't show such strong fighting power during training!"
"No, no, I must be hallucinating. I must have been injured in the brain just now, and then I hallucinated. This can't be true!"
The Holy Son of the Dragon kept shaking his head, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
To be honest, he was also shocked this time, and his mouth opened as if he could fit a goose egg in.
He knew that Qilin Holy Son was powerful, but he didn't expect that he would be so powerful. He was no longer on the same level as himself!
At the same time, Holy Son Jiaolong also made up his mind in his heart that he would never provoke Holy Son Qilin again, not even for oral pleasure!
Because if the Holy Son of Kirin really confronts him one day, his good days will come to an end.
Not to mention that one of my horns has not fully grown yet, and my strength has not yet returned to its peak state. Even if it returns to its peak state, it is impossible to fight against such a reckless man!
It is no exaggeration to say that the Holy Son of Qilin is definitely the supreme leader of the younger generation of the demon race. No one can surpass him. He is even the supreme leader of the younger generation of the universe.
Of course, these are the thoughts in the mind of Holy Son Jiaolong. As for the facts, that is a story for another day!