Crimson flames with a few shadows emerged from Zheng Qing's right eye, and spread to his whole body in the blink of an eye, like a flowing afterbirth, tightly wrapping the young wizard's figure.
An invisible wave suddenly swayed along with the suddenly rising flames, which seemed to send some signal, causing the monsters' offensive to stall. Some gray wolves even rushed forward, whimpering in their throats.
He retreated with his tail between his legs.
The white wolf demon king jumped off the head of the big black wolf, revealed his original shape, stepped out from the crowd, took a few steps forward, tilted his head, and cautiously looked at the blazing flames around the wizard.
The snake demon king, pig demon king, bull demon king and other wild demon kings with similar status also stepped forward and surrounded the young wizard with vigilance and greed.
In this way, the densely packed demons tightly surrounded Zheng Qing and formed a circle. They neither attacked nor retreated. For a while, a tense and quiet weird atmosphere filled the scene.
Occasionally, when the flames swirl and the sparks splash farther, these monsters will subconsciously take a few steps back, but they will soon move forward again as the flames shrink, tightening the siege circle again.
No demon can resist the temptation that comes from the depths of his blood and leave.
Even before their eyes, a flying squirrel demon was burned into a pile of black ashes by the flames.
But no demon is stupid enough to take the lead.
After all, they are all people with intelligence skills. Although they are not strong in logical thinking, they still know how to advance and retreat.
But being smart doesn't mean you can always stay out of it.
After the several demon leaders led by them roared and communicated with each other, the White Wolf King took the lead in contributing his subordinates.
"Ouch..."
It growled low, looked back at the team behind it, tilted its head, and signaled a gray wolf demon to move forward.
The gray wolf demon whimpered, drooped its ears, its limbs trembled, and almost wanted to escape. However, it had to move towards the pile of flames step by step under the cold and cruel eyes of the white wolf demon king.
"Ouch!!"
As soon as it was tainted with the flames around the wizard, the wolf demon screamed loudly and howled. Its cry was so fierce that the surrounding demon group involuntarily spread out in a circle, as if being farther away would make them more vulnerable.
Just like peace of mind.
And those crimson flames seemed to be sticky, clinging to Zheng Qing's side. Even if it shook its head and tail and struggled wildly, it could not escape.
The besieged demon group spread out a little bit in the uneasy commotion.
The only good thing is that the number of flames seems to be limited. After burning the gray wolf demon, the intensity and concentration of the flames have dropped significantly.
Several demon leaders were keenly aware of the gap between them, and their scarlet eyes revealed inexplicable cruelty and excitement - but they obviously ignored that the black shadows in the red flames were gradually disappearing as the red flames disappeared.
Get thicker.
Those who are driven towards the flames first are those monsters who are weak and weak.
Such as stone monsters, water monsters, tree monsters, etc. If it is alone, it will inevitably be driven away by a group of wolf monsters or pig monsters and bull monsters, and driven into the crimson flames.
One after another, until the black ashes accumulated nearly three inches beside Zheng Qing, the crimson flames finally gradually faded and even disappeared.
The joy in the eyes of the leading demons turned into surprise before they even rose.
Because as the red flames disappeared, a vague black shadow slowly climbed up from the wizard's body, taking over the work of the crimson flames.
"Ouch!!"
The White Wolf Demon King let out a warning roar from his throat, bared his pale white fangs, and looked threateningly at the strange black figure. The other demons followed behind it, letting out terrifying roars.
The black shadow made no sound, just shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked around.
Under the slightly drunken sky, a pair of crystal clear red eyes were particularly dazzling, dwarfing the eyes of all monsters.
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Zheng Qing closed his eyes and remained motionless.
A few minutes ago, he had a fierce and severe headache, as if someone hit his head hard with a sledgehammer, causing him to faint instantly.
But as the headache subsided, his energy gradually recovered, and his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.
Although he was conscious, Zheng Qing did not open his eyes.
The strange burning smell lingering around him and the howling of demons one after another made the young wizard have a very strong tendency to pretend to be dead - although he also knew that to the demons, there was not much difference between living wizards and dead wizards - only
However, the throbbing pain coming from his temple told him that even if he opened his eyes, it would not help.
His overstretched energy and magic power prevented him from even making a small fireball.
Instead of watching those ugly monsters grinding their teeth and sucking blood and slowly chewing themselves up, it would be better to keep their eyes closed and pretend that they are having a realistic nightmare.
So, Zheng Qing continued to close his eyes, listening to the messy roar coming from his ears, and thought wildly in his mind, with various pictures flying through his mind.
For example, seven or eight wolf monsters rushed over, biting his arms and ankles, and divided him into six wolves; or those hateful monkey monsters waved huge wooden sticks, smashed him into a pulp with one stick, and then fought with him.
He took the weeds under him and stuffed them into his mouth.
Various horrific ways of death were played out in his mind, becoming more and more terrifying. Finally, the young wizard gave up waiting for death and groped his hands into the gray cloth bag at his waist.
"Even if I die, I still have someone to support me."
Zheng Qing held a few Flowing Fire Talismans, secretly made up his mind, and then opened his eyes.
The slightly yellowish sky had a gauze-like blood color, but there was not a single cloud in the sky. As far as the eye could see, there was an endless emptiness, which gave people a feeling of breathless emptiness at first glance.
Zheng Qing struggled, tried to hold himself up, and glanced around.
There was a thick layer of black ashes piled up around him, mixed with many bones of unknown properties. Zheng Qing picked up a cluster of black ashes, put it under his nose and smelled it.
There was a burning smell - although it was not clear what was burned, it was definitely a relic left after the fire.
This made the young wizard feel a little surprised.
Could it be that the puppet man is doing an experiment on the evolution of monsters? I have never heard of a monster eating a wizard and then setting up a fire to grill it.
Outside the black ashes, a hundred or ten meters away from him, there were densely packed monsters all around. Those flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water - you said it was a carp monster, why was it jumping around on the grass?
Where to go?
Of course, this does not affect Zheng Qing's ability to determine the fish demon's identity from its scarlet eyes.
But this fish monster is not the most conspicuous.
The most conspicuous among these monsters is a black tiger monster.
It was more than two meters tall at the shoulders, with bright red eyes. It stood in front of the demon group, with its head held high and its tail slightly drooped, looking in all directions. Although there was only one, it suppressed the rest of the demon group just by relying on its momentum.