1651: C1651 First Demon Battle

C1651 First Demon Battle

Actually, when Ling Tian first met this female Demon Race, he was also startled.

This Demon Race's taste was clearly the same as Human Race's!

She was dressed in white, and had long black hair that was like a waterfall hanging down from her waist. Only, there were three silvery-white feathers on top of her head, which allowed her to distinguish between the two of them. Other than that, she was no different from a Human Race beauty.

"Alright, since you are a close direct descendant of the Stronghold Owner, I will listen to you."

The Multi Colored Tiger Demon Emperor called Lan Jing also sighed helplessly when he heard this.

"AHH!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"It's the Single Horned Bull of the Black Wind Stronghold!"

However, before Lan Jing's voice had completely fallen, the back of the convoy started to fall into disarray, accompanied by the sounds of Weapon's exploding and screams.

Bai Ling and Lan Jing's faces immediately changed. They turned around to find a black wind suddenly blowing out from amidst the rubble behind the group that was five kilometers away. The black wind roared as it engulfed their goods.

"Not good. Protect the Blood Xuan Crystals and kill your way back!"

Lan Jing was shocked, he retrieved the two blades on his back, his legs shook on the horse's back, and he rushed forward.

As the strongest in this hundred man team, the two of them were responsible for leading the way, while there were more than twenty first stage Spirit Demon Emperor guarding the goods at the back. They thought that they would be safe, but who would have thought that an accident would happen within the basins.

"Haha, a Multi Colored Devil Tiger dares to be so arrogant in front of me!?"

However, before Lan Jing could bring his two blades into the fray, a wild laughter resounded from the black wind that had engulfed the entire group. Following that, a thick black Long Spear shot out from within, straight at Lan Jing's face.

"What!?"

The Long Spear's speed was extremely fast. Wherever it passed, space hummed, and it was like a pitch-black lightning serpent roaring towards them.

Lan Jing was shocked, in a moment of desperation, he could only raise his two blades to block!

Clang!

However, with a loud explosion, sparks flew in the dim light.

The two blades in Lan Jing's hands were instantly shattered by the spear.

A huge force penetrated his body, and Lan Jing, who was at the second level of the Spirit Demon Emperor level, was unable to withstand the power of the spear.

"Big brother Lan Jing!"

At this moment, Bai Ling finally arrived.

"This is bad!" It's Black Wind Mountain's Young Master, Hun Ye! "Hurry up and leave!"

Lan Jing pushed Bai Ling away, then roared out and escaped with his life.

At this time, the Demon Race corpses were being thrown out one after another.

Black Wind Mountain was a rather powerful tribe near the Thunder Abyss Mountain Range.

He never thought that he would actually be caught today, and furthermore, this time it was the Young Master of the Black Wind Mountain himself who acted. This demon is of the King bloodline of the Single Horned Bull, and it has already reached the peak of the third level Demon Emperor Realm.

"No, I, Bai Ling, will not abandon the tribe's demon!"

Bai Ling held the long and slender Sword blade in his hands. His fair and charming face was filled with an unyielding fighting spirit.

"Haha, I never thought my luck would be so good, I actually met a famous beauty in feather stronghold!"

From within the black wind, an incomparably sturdy figure came out and caught the black gun that was flying back into his hands.

The body that was like a small mountain had a thick and heavy Battle armor, giving Hun Ye an undefeatable sense of ferocity.

"Little white spirit, this young master has been drooling over you for a long time. This time, I will definitely not let you go. Once I kidnap the Black Wind Mountain, I will torture you for three days and three nights!"

"Hahaha!"

Hun Ye stared at the figure of the tempting Bai Ling with his scarlet eyes, filled with lust. He licked his lips, his stomach burning.

"Shameless b * stard, even you are worthy!"

Although Bai Ling looked weak, under the stimulation of the s of the demons, he seemed to have gone crazy. His entire body was filled with white demonic aura, and he raised the sword in his hand to stab forward.

Although Spirit Demon Emperors like them were already able to cultivate Martial Skill Arts, their Grade was incomparable to Human Race's. After all, their Spiritual consciousness was not strong, and bloodline power could not leave their bodies too far, so they still fought in close combat.

"Hehe, little beauty, there's no way for you to compete with this young master!"

Hun Ye was not afraid at all. While laughing, his figure flashed and dodged Bai Ling's sword strike. The black gun in his hand swept out and collided with the long sword.

Puff!

Bai Ling also spat out his Blood and fell to the ground.

Compared to the Demon Emperor who was at the peak of the third step, the difference was just too big.

There was even a world of difference between the Weapon in his hands.

"Hehe, give up on resisting. It's all futile."

"Maybe if you serve this young master well in bed, you can become my concubine."

Bai Ling watched as Hun Ye, whose mouth was filled with obscenities, walked over step by step.

Their three months of hard work were about to go down the drain, she would definitely not be humiliated by Hun Ye.

Even if he died!

As she thought of this, Bai Ling's mournful look appeared on her face. She raised the sword in her hand and was about to commit suicide.

"Bai Ling!"

Lan Jing's eyes were wide open, but he could do nothing.

Hun Ye was also startled and furious. He turned into a gust of wind and flew towards Bai Ling.

"A mere Barbarian Cow Evil Beast is not enough for you to seek death."

However, in that split-second, a hand suddenly emerged from behind Bai Ling. With two fingers that were like gold, it firmly gripped onto the sword that was about to land on Bai Ling's neck.

Following that, a vigorous and fierce fist aura burst out from behind as it clashed against Hun Ye.

Boom! *

An ear-splitting explosion sounded, and under Bai Ling's astonished gaze, the black wind that Hun Ye had created was actually blasted away with a single punch!

At this moment, a plainly dressed figure stood up from behind Bai Ling and walked forward.0

Although this demon wasn't as tall and powerful as Hun Ye and Lan Jing, its muscles were beautiful and muscular. The most eye-catching thing about this demon was his flowing white hair and his handsome face that was rarely seen in Demon Race.

"Jin Saner!?"

When Bai Ling saw the back of the man in front of his, his mouth opened wide in shock.

The one who pushed Hun Ye back with one punch was actually the white-haired profound lion she took in three days ago!

However, that figure did not turn his head back. His white hair flew wildly in the air and a faint proud expression was lifted on his handsome face.

It had been three days. He finally had the chance to move his muscles!

This Jin Saner, was Ling Tian's alias!

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