Starting with the titmouse, seventy-two transformations

Chapter 320 Cutting through melons and vegetables, swiftly killing four demons
under the moonlight.

The Bloodflame Flying Tiger, with a snake's head in its mouth, stood on the rolling lava, with snake corpses crawling at its feet, gushing demonic blood.

It smelled fishy and was scalding hot.

Not far away, the three-headed snake demon, consisting of green, white, and black, suddenly stopped, its vertical pupils filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

The red serpent demon, which was of the same level as them, had its head bitten off in less than two rounds!

Moreover, this was achieved through the combined efforts of all four of them!

If it were those three, their fate probably wouldn't have been much better.

As the saying goes, "When one's own kind grieves, the rabbit mourns the fox's death."

A gust of cold wind blew, and the three demons, who were initially a little tipsy, immediately sobered up and began to have the idea of ​​retreating.

Although it was annoying to have the table overturned by a villain while eating, and although this villain tasted better than the sacrificial blood offerings, this villain was also fierce, ruthless, and powerful enough.

So what if I flip the table? Anyway, there will always be food. As long as I'm alive, I'm not afraid of not having a chance.

Once the Bloodflame Flying Tiger revealed its true power, the snake demons' initial dissatisfaction and resentment completely dissipated.

In this world, might makes right.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The Bloodflame Flying Tiger, now in its true form, was filled with murderous intent. Its golden eyes were stained with crimson, and its gaze toward the demons was now tinged with blood.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the flying tiger transformed and pounced, its blood flames soaring several feet high, carrying a terrifying aura as it forcefully attacked.

Suddenly, a cold wind arose, chilling one to the bone.

The three demons were no match for the Bloodflame Flying Tiger to begin with, and now fear arose in their hearts. Their momentum was taken away, and they could only exert 50 or 60% of their cultivation. How could they possibly be a match for it?
"boom!"

Flying Tiger transformed and soared through the air at incredible speed. He used his wings as blades, wielding them repeatedly with simple yet deadly moves, sending the green and white snakes flying.

Before they could pounce back, he had already leaped down, his four claws like blades, slicing into the body of the black snake demon, severing tendons and tearing flesh, hooking bones and locking its body.

Agile and swift, it caught the Black Serpent Demon off guard.

Then, fueled by the blood flames, it ignited the wound torn open by the claws, igniting it completely...

Rotten flesh corrodes bones, burning the soul and scorching the spirit.

The black serpent demon let out a mournful howl, its body thrashing and struggling wildly, smashing terrifying trenches into the ground.

The surrounding scorched earth, snake carcasses, and melted mud and rocks were all overturned and dumped out, with dust filling the sky and smoke billowing.

But it only lasted for less than a breath before it became completely silent.

died.

Seeing this, the remaining two snake demons stirred up a whirlwind and turned to leave, not wanting to stay in this desolate valley for even a moment longer.

terrible!

Two of the four great demons were killed in the blink of an eye, as easily as slaughtering a pig.

Everything else is fine, but the main problem is that blood flame. Just a touch of it will rot flesh and corrode bones, burn the soul and scorch the spirit, making life worse than death.

This prevents them from having a chance to unleash their innate talents.

"Want to escape?"

The flying tiger, having abandoned the rotting snake carcass beneath its claws, grinned maliciously, flapped its blood-red wings, and, amidst a gust of demonic wind, gave chase.

Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a shame not to die here?

Before long, the entire valley returned to silence, leaving only corpses scattered everywhere and lingering dust.

In the shadows, Ling Gongzi and Qiao She appeared, drenched in cold sweat, staring at each other in bewilderment.

Young Master Ling looked at the spirit talisman that had turned to ashes in his hand and swallowed hard.
"Gurgle... Joe... Venerable Sir, this tiger demon is ferocious, what should we do?"

The tiger demon was truly too ferocious and evil. Despite being a powerful demon, it killed the four-headed giant snake as easily as chopping melons and vegetables; it was simply torturing a weakling.

But those four-headed snake demons were not weak at all; on the contrary, they were terrifyingly strong. He hadn't dared to breathe loudly when he was around them.

Perhaps only those few in the manor can fight against it. "...This demon is ferocious; I am no match for it."

Qiao She's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with fear and unease, and he subconsciously clutched the gray scales on his chest.

Seeing the strange look in Young Master Ling's eyes, he had a sudden thought and said meaningfully:
"However, this monster has a clear purpose: it's here for you, Young Master Ling. Could it be..."

"Your residence? My dear, loyal... brothers?"

Young Master Ling was startled, his expression changing drastically, but he quickly recovered and bowed to Qiao She.
"Please, Elder Qiao, save me! If I ever attain a high position, I will surely repay you handsomely!"

"Young master, you are kind-hearted, magnanimous, and generous. I will certainly do my best to serve you."

Qiao She quickly returned the greeting, relieved. After standing up, he looked around and suggested:

"A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. That tiger demon is ferocious. Young master, you should leave this place with me first and then make further plans."

Furthermore, Du Bingyan and Liu Sheng have obtained a celestial destiny; their strength increases by one point every day. We must capture them as soon as possible and extract information about their celestial destiny to avoid missing this opportunity.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Ling nodded repeatedly.

Just by looking at Abbess Jingyue, one can tell that the immortal opportunities within the Qingyuan Cave ruins are extraordinary; once obtained, they will surely increase his strength dramatically.

If he could reach the Yellow Court Realm cultivation level, he would rank among the top of his brothers and sisters and have a chance to reach the pinnacle...

The position of the crown prince!

Although there will be many difficulties, it is a world of difference compared to the previous situation where there was no chance at all.

Thinking of this, his mind suddenly became active, his blood rushed to his head, and his complexion improved considerably.

"It's just a pity that after tonight, the snakes and pythons within a radius of hundreds of miles will suffer heavy losses and will no longer be able to assist me..."

Qiao She looked at the snake corpses scattered all over the mountains and fields, sighed, and felt very regretful.

The Bloodflame Flying Tiger had just descended from the sky, and the situation was extremely critical. He only had time to take Young Master Ling away and couldn't worry about anything else.

Thus, the high platform where the formation was set up, and the thirty-six giant trees around it, were all completely reduced to ashes under that terrible impact.

Of the thousands of snakes and pythons that were attracted, except for some in the peripheral areas, almost all of the rest that gathered there, especially those near the high platform, were killed or injured.

Those that survived had long since struggled to escape.

With the deaths of several powerful demon-level serpents within a radius of several hundred miles, life will be difficult for all the serpent-like demons.

However, those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles; those who aspire to high positions will inevitably have to make sacrifices.

They're nothing but beasts anyway; once they're dead, they're dead.

Qiao She took a deep breath, braced himself, and was about to leave with Young Master Ling when he suddenly sensed something strange in the shadow beneath his feet…

"choke!"

The next moment, his "shadow" broke free, transforming into the appearance of An Qi, holding the Fish Intestine Short Sword, and stabbing towards the back of his neck.

Hidden, deadly.

By the time Qiao She realized it, the sharp tip of the sword had already touched its fur, and it was too late to dodge.

"not good!"

Qiao She sensed something was wrong, but remained calm in the face of danger. He suddenly shrank his body and moved forward three feet.

He was left with only his robes, as if a snake or python had shed its skin!
This is a life-saving secret technique from the "Ten Thousand Poisonous Serpent Hand," but it comes at a great cost. In a life-or-death situation, one cannot afford to worry about such things.

At this moment, the ghostly Anqi, whose attack had missed, had already swung his short sword and chased after him. His attack was faster and fiercer than the previous one, as fast as lightning and as swift as a pursuer.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Qiao She's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He grabbed Ling Gongzi and used him as a human shield.

Remembering his master's instructions, Chang Gui An Qi hesitated for a moment, and Qiao She escaped.

But soon, the old man stopped, his expression grim—

In the shadows ahead, a pair of gilded tiger eyes stared silently at him.

"Roar!"

(End of this chapter)