The Bronze Ant King shook his head: "I don't know him."
"I recognize it!" At this time, the Hundred-Eyed Demonic Spider spoke again. Its hundreds of pale green demonic eyes have an effect beyond ordinary eyes:
"You should all have heard of him. He is the big spender who exchanges items everywhere in the sixth level!"
"It's him!" Jiyao suddenly realized.
Feng Jinghong behaved too generously in the Sixth City, and many trialists were interested in him. Unfortunately, because of Bailu's relationship, they did not dare to take action in the end.
"What does he want to do? Commit suicide?" This is a question shared by several demons.
They didn't think that Feng Jinghong really wanted to go into battle alone. Anyone who wasn't a lunatic wouldn't be able to do such a thing.
The Phantom Demon Butterfly clan is extremely powerful and cannot be fought by a single trialist.
All of them have to make decisions before taking action, so there is no certainty yet.
To rush forward and snatch alone is not bravery, but giving away!
But the demons looked at the firebird and found that the other party was really charging alone and was not prepared to brake. They could feel the indomitable momentum from a distance.
"Did this guy also hear that rumor, believe it, and plan to follow suit?" Fire Feather Eagle guessed.
"It seems like this is true. I thought he would be an opponent, but now it seems that I have overestimated him!" The Bronze Ant King shook his head.
To use one's body as a saint to act recklessly against a clan, and a clan with a saint king as its leader, is no longer stubbornness, but stupidity.
"Actually, this is good. We just want him to test the strength of the Phantom Demon Butterfly for us. It would be best to force the Holy King to take action himself!" Taoist Mosquito said with a smile.
"You think too highly of him." Huo Yuying poured cold water on him.
Just now it was chased away by a saint leading a group of little butterfly demons like dogs, and it had no power to fight back.
If this demon can enter the formation alone and force the Demon Butterfly Saint King to take action, what will he become?
The mosquito Taoist realized he had made a mistake and showed an awkward smile: "It's just a joke, fellow Taoist, don't take it seriously..."
At this time, the Demon Butterfly Holy King has caught up with the source of the Tao and is trying to collect it. All the other Demon Butterflies are on alert.
The five-color firebird came across the sky, majestic and majestic! The demon butterflies noticed it immediately.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, a holy-level demon butterfly led a group of small butterfly demons and roared towards him.
"Flapping Ling Leng..." Hundreds of butterflies flapped their wings at the same time, and colorful dust spread like clouds toward the charging Firebird.
Feng Jinghong's speed did not slow down at all, and the flames around his body were blazing, burning like a colorful sun. The dust was completely evaporated by the five-color divine flames as soon as it approached, and could not fall on him at all.
"There are some tricks." Fire Feather Eagle commented without saltiness.
Seeing that the dust attack was ineffective, the demon butterflies quickly changed their attack methods, and blades of light slashed out from their wings, falling densely like snowflakes.
These light blades appear to be weak but are actually extremely sharp and powerful. The Fire Feather Eagle was seriously injured by this move before.
"Then, how are you going to deal with it?" Fire Feather Eagle narrowed his eyes.
Feng Jinghong's way of dealing with it was simple and rough. He neither evaded nor defended, he just charged in!
"Ding-ding-dang-dang..." The light blade made a crisp sound as it slashed into the flames, but not a drop of blood was seen.
Feng Jinghong waved her wings and rushed past, knocking away all the demon butterflies in front of her, igniting them and causing a gorgeous rain of fire.
The holy-level demon butterfly rushed forward and tried to block it in close combat. As a result, it was cut in half by the colorful wings as soon as it met, without even delaying it for a second.
The terrifying five-color divine flames burned along the wound, and the Demonic Butterfly Saint's soul quickly escaped from the injured body, thus escaping the disaster.
Feng Jinghong's fighting prowess shocked all the demon cultivators who saw this scene, especially Fire Feather Eagle, which knew clearly that if it were replaced by itself, the outcome would probably not be much better than that of the Demonic Butterfly Saint.
Several other trialists also had serious expressions on their faces, without even a hint of smile.
"Such a strong body, this demon should have the blood of the phoenix." Mosquito Taoist said solemnly.
"No wonder he dares to act like this. If he can escape with his life later, I will definitely fight with him!" The Bronze Ant King was full of fighting spirit.
Feng Jinghong killed a saint with one blow, and with even more fierce momentum, she went straight towards the saint king who was surrounded by countless demon butterflies.
The Demonic Butterfly Holy King was at the critical moment of collecting the source of Tao. He couldn't take his hands off and shouted: "Stop him!"
"Yes!" The four holy-level demon butterflies surrounding it rushed towards Feng Jinghong at the same time, each followed by a huge army of demon butterflies, as dense as a cloud.
Feng Jinghong's eyes were calm, and he suddenly accelerated before the four Demonic Butterfly Saints formed a defensive net. It was as fast as a flash of lightning. The several Demonic Butterfly Saints only felt that there was no trace of the enemy in the blink of an eye.
The blazing flames on their bodies reminded them that they had been tricked.
"What a terrifying speed!" The Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider's pupils shrank, and it couldn't even see Feng Jinghong's figure clearly at that moment.
"I said, that legend, could it be true?" Fire Feather Eagle swallowed involuntarily and made a bold guess.
The Bronze Ant King's face, which was originally full of fighting spirit, turned a little ugly, and he became silent.
"Hiss~" screams came one after another, and the demon butterfly community instantly turned into a sea of fire, becoming chaotic, and they could no longer think about stopping Feng Jinghong.
Seeing that Feng Jinghong had already attacked in front of him, the Demonic Butterfly Holy King screamed angrily and had to give up on the source of the Tao that he was about to obtain: "I'm so mad at you, you evil thief, go to hell!"
Its beautiful butterfly wings waved gently, and the brilliant light blade storm swept across the entire space in front of it!
If the light blade attack of the ordinary Demonic Butterfly Saint is like a cold snowflake, then the light blade attack of the Demonic Butterfly Saint King is like a burst of cold and violent hail, and the attack power is not on the same level at all!
"Pfft!" That was the sound of flesh and blood exploding.
In just an instant, hundreds of blood flowers exploded all over Feng Jinghong, and then in the blink of an eye, they were swallowed up by the flames and turned into powerful fuel.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Chirp!" With a pleasant phoenix cry, Feng Jinghong ignored the pain and moved in secret, her speed suddenly increased tenfold, and in an instant she rushed to the Demon Butterfly Holy King.
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The flames with the smell of blood burned blazingly, and the momentum soaring into the sky made even the Demon Butterfly Saint King feel a little frightened.
The flame wings fell like two heavenly knives, and the space was cut into gaps.
The Demonic Butterfly Holy King suppressed the shock in his heart and sneered: "Do you think you can defeat me in close combat? You are naive!"
The overwhelming holy power circulated, and countless mysterious patterns on the colorful wings lit up, emitting bright light. The entire body of the Demonic Butterfly Saint King turned into an indestructible sharp blade.
Just because the phantom demon butterflies don't like physical combat doesn't mean they are really physically weak.
"Come on!" The Demonic Butterfly Saint King faced him head-on.
"boom!"
The butterfly wings collided with the phoenix wings, erupting into sky-high light and heat.
The expression of the Demonic Butterfly Saint King went from confident to surprised, and then to frightened. It changed several times in less than a breath, which was extremely exciting: "What is this..."
"Pfft!" The flame lasted forever, the light wings were extinguished, the light blue magic butterfly's holy blood flew out, and a burst of blood rain fell.
In the midst of countless incredible looks, Feng Jinghong passed through the body of the Demonic Butterfly Saint King, while the other party slowly withered like an autumn leaf.
Feng Jinghong didn't do any last-ditch attacks, but turned around and rushed straight towards the source of Tao.
The source of the Tao, which had resisted in every possible way in the hands of the Demonic Butterfly Saint King, had no intention of resisting when it came to Feng Jinghong, and even took the initiative to fly over. The proactive appearance of throwing himself into his arms made the already seriously injured Demonic Butterfly Saint King angry.
Sprayed a few more liters of holy blood!
Feng Jinghong put away the source of Tao and looked around with a smile: "Everyone, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever. We will see you again in the future!"
After saying that, he walked away, leaving only the injured on the ground and a circle of dumbfounded demon cultivators.
"It turns out that outrageous legend is true, and there really is a demon that can be so strong..." Fire Feather Eagle murmured to himself.
Witnessing the graceful appearance of Feng Jinghong coming and going with his own eyes, he could no longer think of any comparison and was only filled with shock!
"This is unreasonable!" The Mosquito Taoist buzzed: "Many emperors and emperors throughout the ages have never been so exaggerated when they were young. He must have used some means that we don't know!"
"I didn't see the shadow of the artifacts or the magic circle." The Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider silenced the Mosquito Taoist with just one sentence.
"What should we do?" The lightning snake who had been silent spoke for the first time.
They had been planning here for a long time, but they were intercepted before they could act on their target, and they were a little confused for a moment.
"Kill him!" The Bronze Ant King, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly roared: "This boy must die. Such a defiant existence is not allowed on the ancient road!"
The other monsters' eyes flashed coldly at the same time, they understood what the Bronze Ant King meant.
Having just witnessed Feng Jinghong's heroic appearance, the opponent's invincible aura has been deeply imprinted in their hearts.
Unless they are killed, they will not be able to survive this inner demon in their lifetimes, and the imperial path will be terminated early!
"But it would be difficult for us to do it alone..." Taoist Mosquito said in a low voice.
Even if they don't want it in their hearts, they still have to admit the fact that the other party is really not something they can deal with.
"No problem, contact the aboriginal people to work together and bring all the Yulong Mountain and Huaxian Valley over. He already has two sources of Tao in him, and the aboriginal people will not refuse." The Bronze Ant King said coldly.
Fighting for the emperor's road, no matter what the means!