The two scorching flames collided with each other, and with a roar that shook the sky, the two golden-red flames exploded violently, turning into endless sparks and splashing out. At the same time, Liu Dahai's figure was revealed.
Her long black hair was fluttering in the wind, and she was surrounded by nine red daggers that rotated at high speed, like a divine ring.
Liu Dahai was in extremely bad condition at the moment. He was burned in many places, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his breath was disordered. However, he did not care about adjusting his breath, and stared solemnly at a figure in front of him.
Standing opposite him was a middle-aged man wearing a golden-red robe.
The man has bright red hair, facial features like an axe, sharp edges, and a cold temperament. Compared with Liu Dahai's embarrassment, his eyes have no trace of waves. He stares at Liu Dahai calmly and said calmly: "Get out of the way.
Well, you can't stop me."
"You have to try even if you can't stop me. It's so embarrassing to just get out of the way. I won't be able to see anyone when I go back."
Liu Dahai grinned and said slowly. At the same time, golden-red mana lingered around him, and the nine daggers surrounding him trembled slightly, exuding an extremely sharp and hot breath.
"The courage is commendable, but unfortunately, the strength is insufficient."
The man said calmly.
As the words fell, the man moved, incredibly fast, and appeared behind Liu Dahai in the blink of an eye.
"Buzz~"
Liu Dahai seemed to have expected it. The moment the man made a move, the nine red daggers around him suddenly burst into golden light. The next moment, the nine sharp sword energies suddenly shot out behind him.
The man raised his hands to block.
"Zi La~"
The moment the extremely sharp sword energy touched the palm, it was like hitting something harder metal, exploding into countless fragments of golden light and escaping.
These sword energy could not break through the defense of the man's palm.
Liu Dahai was not surprised by this. The man in front of him was the Pheasant King, one of the three demon kings in the Northern Desert. The three claws of his body were the most powerful in defense. Not to mention the sword energy he had condensed with the help of magic weapons.
Even defensive magic weapons with earth attributes cannot withstand the torment of the opponent's claws.
This is the racial talent of the demon clan. Certain parts of the body are always extremely powerful.
"rise!"
Liu Dahai shouted low, and all the mana in his body surged out. He pointed his swords at the sky with both hands. The nine natal magic weapons surrounding him shook violently, and the blooming light became more and more dazzling. In an instant, the spiritual energy of the world trembled. Under the pull of the magic weapons,
Turning into the power of endless golden flames, a sharp and hot sword energy condensed and took shape under the control of his divine consciousness.
Between breaths.
The condensed sword energy covered the entire world, and the scorching sun in the sky seemed to have lost its color at this moment.
This sword is enough to destroy a small city.
"Not bad~"
The middle-aged man looked calm and his tone remained calm. He gave an evaluation and at the same time raised his hand to press softly.
"Buzz!"
Above the sky, a huge palm print completely formed by flames was suddenly photographed. The palm print was so huge that it was like a garbage truck full of stones rolling over and crushing a small car. It was simply suffocating.
"cut!"
When Liu Dahai saw this scene, he had no intention of giving in. He shouted calmly. Suddenly, the endless sword energy around him surged upward, turning into a golden-red sword energy, which seemed to be about to wipe out the palm print above.
puncture.
Unfortunately, the gap between the two was too big, and the flame palm covered it, swallowing up all the incoming sword energy until Liu Dahai was pressed down.
"boom!"
The earth trembled, and the ground sank several meters directly. Looking from a high altitude, a pitch-black palm print comparable to a city appeared. The hot temperature even melted many grains of sand, like magma, slowly flowing and solidifying.
The middle-aged man didn't take another look, turned around and flew away into the distance.
Not long after the Pheasant King left.
In the center of the palm print, a figure that was almost turned into charcoal floated up with difficulty. Only three daggers were left around the body. The light was dim and almost useless. Liu Dahai looked at the direction where the Pheasant King disappeared with bitter eyes and whispered to himself.
Quote: "What a fierce pheasant king... Damn it, sooner or later I will kill you and drink you."
After calming down his emotions, he took out a bottle of elixir from his arms, swallowed it, and drifted towards Yangcheng.
He has tried his best.
If Lu Qi couldn't bring back the atavistic monkey, then the matter at Monkey Head Mountain would really be unsolvable.
…
Hundreds of miles away.
In the sky, Lu Qi, dressed in a robe, was flying rapidly towards Yangcheng with a big black dog.
The big black dog looks a bit like a husky, but its fur is black, and its eyes are not dull at all, even bright, and its size is even bigger, comparable to a brown bear. At this moment, it is carrying a fainted ape on its back.
The ape's hair is gray-white, and it is clearly the one from Monkey Head Mountain.
"Wow, sir, that man is catching up."
The big black dog tilted his head and said to Lu Qi beside him. As a spiritual dog in the Ling Mansion, he has a strong sense of smell and perception, which is his racial talent.
"Didn't you stop me?"
Lu Qi's eyes flashed with solemnity, he glanced at the big black dog floating beside him and the ape it carried, and said calmly: "Take it back, I will stop him."
"My lord, be careful."
The big black dog nodded and immediately turned into a black light and continued flying towards Yangcheng.
Lu Qi scanned the surrounding terrain, thought for a moment, raised a hand, and the space bracelet on his wrist shot out eight small formation flags, which fell to the surroundings in the form of eight trigrams. The moment they landed, they merged into the earth's surface.
, disappeared without a trace.
"咻咻~"
Lu Qi kept moving, and a large number of talismans and formation flags flew out from his wrists and fell towards the surrounding ground. He did not stop until he felt a hot breath approaching.
"Array?"
As soon as the middle-aged man appeared, he seemed to sense something unusual around him. He looked at Lu Qi and said lightly: "Lu Qi, the number one spirit guard in Yangcheng, it is said that your talent for magic is unparalleled, and your strength is far from that of Dharma."
There is only a thin line between us."
"The Pheasant King has been promoted."
When Lu Qi heard this, he was not proud at all, his eyes were still gentle and elegant, and he spoke softly.
When the middle-aged man heard the words Pheasant King, his calm expression changed a bit. He seemed to dislike this title, and his tone became a bit colder: "You humans still have such ugly names."
"It's just easy to understand."
Lu Qi heard this and explained politely.
The middle-aged man's eyes were slightly cold and he said in a cold voice: "That's why I hate you human race."
He has the blood of the three-legged Golden Crow and is called the Pheasant King by the human race. This feels uncomfortable. Although the name is a code name, it cannot be too unpleasant.
Humans are so rude! This chapter has been completed!
