When Jiang Yan heard this, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something.
But Gong Cang ignored it, and the energy in his body merged into the long sword, and then he exerted force fiercely.
The Dao Gang stretches for a hundred feet, dividing the snow field into two.
Fire Bird Yin Ling and Jiang Yan also split into two halves under the sword.
Gong Cang looked at the corpse on the ground and frowned.
He and Jiang Yan were old acquaintances. Before he became a twelve-star general, the other party was already a thirty-six-star general.
In his impression, it was impossible for Jiang Yan to judge the Demon Slayer Division.
But the reality is often so cruel.
The invisible black hand not only reached out to the Western Region, but also entered the Demon Slayer Division.
Gong Cang's face was very ugly. The enemy in the dark could win over Jiang Yan, but what about the other people in the Demon Slayer Division? Could it be that they have also rebelled?
Thinking back to the disaster in the Western Region, such a big thing as Bai Wudi's disappearance, there was no sound at all in the Demon Slayer Department?
There is only one possibility. Everyone who knows about this has been silenced.
Looking up at Liuying Mountain not far away, Gong Cang clenched the long knife in his hand and swung it hard, and the unfroze-dried blood spilled a line on the snow.
His sword has killed countless demons and ghosts, but next, he may be stained with the blood of his own people.
How sad this is...
On the other side, Qiongyu City.
"Jiang Yan is dead? It seems that the plan to attack Gong Cang failed." Gong Du looked at the lost luster of the soul stone in his hand and said casually.
"If the Twelve Divine Generals were so easy to kill, they wouldn't have given us such a headache." Ghost Buddha didn't take it seriously.
"That's true." Gong Du said, slowly stepping out of the shadow, and then his body was split into two!
"Why do you want to create a clone?"
"The Commander-in-Chief of the Western Regions gave the order, so naturally I have to put on a show, otherwise wouldn't I be suspected by others?"
The Buddha's head laughed playfully and said: "Our Lord General is really busy."
...
Whoosh!
Liu Jianli waved his right hand, and a sword energy rose into the sky. The head of the huge demon king with three lion heads was cut off instantly, and blood spattered everywhere.
Qin Feng held Xiaobai and looked at this scene solemnly. Although the opponent's strength was as high as level 6 calamity, he still couldn't get enough of the two ladies.
But the key problem is that the frequency of these powerful demon kings appears too frequently.
Since leaving Qiongyu City, this is the third powerful demon king they have encountered along the way!
The fox girls looked at the dead Lion King and patted their chests in fear.
Cang Feilan jumped down from a high altitude and shook her head, indicating that there was no danger around here.
Qin Feng looked at Su Xiaoyue and asked: "Is your Western Region usually so dangerous?"
It is said that among the four regions of Daqian, the southern region has the strongest Yin energy, and powerful demons and ghosts emerge one after another.
But even in the Southern Region, Qin Feng was not constantly attacked by monsters like today.
Su Xiaoyue also showed a puzzled expression: "I have walked this road many times, it should be the safest. I have never encountered a demon king with the strength just now, maybe..."
"Maybe what?"
"Perhaps the disaster in the Western Region that the patriarch mentioned before has already begun." Su Xiaoyue looked worried: "We have to rush back to Tushan!"
"Disaster in the Western Region." Qin Feng murmured and glanced at the body of the Lion King again.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked aloud: "Wait a minute, after the death of a demon with high tribulation power, there is a high probability that his natal magical power will be revealed.
But nothing happened after the death of the two we met before and the current one, is this normal?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Bai Xiaomao, who was lying on Qin Feng's shoulder, said: "Perhaps these three demon kings just don't have the ability to manifest their own magical powers after death?"
Qin Feng shook his head: "You are too weak, so it's normal that you don't know."
Bai Xiaomao looked dull when he heard this.
"I have seen in books that more than 90% of monsters that can enter the realm of six-turn calamity will undergo changes after death.
Because once they enter the sixth level of calamity, their souls will undergo earth-shaking changes, and their natal magical powers after death are often triggered by their souls."
When he said this, Qin Feng had a flash of inspiration. He opened his eyes and looked at the body of the Lion King. He saw a steady stream of black energy sinking into the earth.
And the remnant soul of the Lion King has long since disappeared!
"How is this possible? Even if the demon king of the sixth level of calamity dies, his soul cannot dissipate so quickly.
It looks like something is absorbing its dead soul." Qin Feng murmured to himself.
He suddenly thought of the scene he had seen with stargazing before, and the disaster Su Xiaoyue said the leader of the Tushan Fox Tribe had dreamed about.
The endless black energy lingering in the Western Region...
Qin Feng put his hand on the earth and submerged his righteousness into the ground to feel it carefully: "Is there any fluctuation in the flow of the formation?"
He stood up, looked at Cang Feilan aside and said, "Madam, take me to the sky to have a look!"
"Okay." Cang Feilan didn't ask any further questions, directly picked up Qin Feng, tiptoed, and jumped into the sky: "Is this enough?"
"Higher!"
The sea of clouds was at hand, and the rolling mountains were in full view. Qin Feng had just stopped Cang Feilan.
Golden light flashed in his eyes and he glanced at the earth.
He clearly saw the direction of the black energy. It was always following the path they came from?
And the circular pattern of black air flowing should be some kind of formation.
Looking far away, Qin Feng could still vaguely see that although the distance was too far, there were several places where the black air was the most intense.
Thinking about the condition of the Lion King's body, it can only show that there were a lot of deaths in the place where the black energy gathered.
He wrote down those places, then let Cang Feilan take him back to the ground, and picked up a branch on the ground. Qin Feng sketched the scene he just saw on the ground.
Everyone was puzzled by what he meant, but they still watched quietly without making a sound.
Within a moment, a map of the continuous mountain range appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Qin Feng circled several mountain ranges and asked the fox girls: "Do you know where these places are?"
A group of fox girls looked around, and one of them, Su Xiaoyue, pointed to a place and said, "This is a bit like the Fenglian Mountain that Bai Wudi was in charge of before."
Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaomao jumped onto Xiaoyue's chest, and then used the rebound force to jump onto Qin Feng's shoulders.
It glanced at the map and said in surprise: "Hey, have you been to the top of the mountain at Dajietou? These places are all dragon vein lands under the jurisdiction of Dajietou.
There is Fengling Mountain, there is Cuize Mountain, and there..."
Qin Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.
The places with the strongest black energy are all mountains with dragon veins? And they are all places that Bai Wudi was in charge of before.
If what he expected was true, the rich black energy was probably the manifested remnant soul of the dead monster.
In other words, the ownerless Dragon Vein Land in the Western Region is being accompanied by a lot of killing.