Demon Recovery: Sacrifice, Hundreds of Millions of Returns

He is a mid-stage god-level cultivator, so it is absolutely impossible for a human being to be his opponent.

"die!"

With a loud shout, Qing Liang turned into a prototype, a sky blue bull python very similar in appearance to Qing Hong.

It's just that his body size is much smaller than Qing Hong's.

The breath is also weaker.

Seeing Qingliang rushing towards him, Jiang Feng said calmly.

"Brother Qingliang, don't you think I look familiar?"

"Ok?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Elder Qingliang was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously stopped.

He looked at Jiang Feng curiously.

After looking at it for a while, he felt that there was indeed a sense of familiarity, but he didn't remember that he knew each other.

Chapter 777 Burning Qingliang

"Who are you? I don't remember seeing you."

Qingliang frowned and asked.

Jiang Feng kept smiling, and then saw him transform into the fish demon he had disguised before.

As soon as Qing Liang saw Jiang Feng's appearance, his pupils dilated instantly.

Shocked at first, then anger appeared on his face.

"It turned out to be you, little thief. You really have nowhere to go. It's easy to get here. I can consider returning my elder brother's treasure, so that you can die more happily!"

Qingliang said viciously.

Jiang Feng changed back to his original state again. Seeing that Qingliang was so angry, he knew that his goal had been achieved.

Jiang Feng would not do something casually. Since he showed his identity, there must be a reason for him.

Jiang Feng's purpose was to anger Qing Liang.

"If you want to get those treasures back, then defeat me."

Jiang Feng continued to provoke with words.

Qingliang had always thought that Jiang Feng could not be his opponent, but when he heard Jiang Feng say this, he felt even more provocative.

Suddenly angry.

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished, you little thief, then go to hell!"

Qingliang roared angrily, and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng snorted coldly and went up to him.

bang bang bang~

After a short contact, Jiang Feng retreated a few steps, slightly showing that he was at a disadvantage.

But this is normal, after all, Qingliang is in the middle stage of the Heavenly God Realm, and Jiang Feng is only in the early stage of the Heavenly God Realm.

On the premise of not using Nilong Jiubu and other means, Jiang Feng still couldn't leapfrog the battle with his physical strength alone.

After all, the later the level of cultivation, the greater the gap in combat power.

But Jiang Feng didn't seem to care, and still maintained a calm and calm appearance.

Qingliang's attack became more and more fierce.

bang bang bang~

Jiang Feng still took a few steps back.

"Hahahaha, little thief, now that you know the difference between yourself and me, I advise you to hand over those treasures honestly, otherwise, not only you, but all the innocent humans in Yanxiao Island will have to be buried with you! "

Qing Liang laughed wildly.

"is it?"

Jiang Feng suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

Qingliang was confused by Jiang Feng's appearance. He didn't understand why the other party was so confident when he was obviously not his opponent.

Is it a fake?

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Qingliang snorted coldly, just about to continue attacking Jiang Feng.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng suddenly increased his speed and rushed towards Qingliang.

Jiang Feng's attack was so fast that Qingliang didn't even have time to react.

boom! ! !

He was punched in the abdomen by Jiang Feng.

Qing Liang let out a scream, and his whole body was sent flying and fell to the ground.

"You...how did you become so much stronger!"

Qing Liang lay on the ground covering his stomach, staring at Jiang Feng in horror and asked.

He really did not expect Jiang Feng's strength to be so strong.

He was obviously suppressed by himself before, why did he become so much stronger all of a sudden?

Could it be that he has been hiding his strength just for this moment?

Jiang Feng's punch just now was really powerful.

Even though Qingliang's physical body is extremely strong, he still feels that all internal organs in his body are about to be displaced.

Jiang Feng's punch had already wounded him.

He can be sure that the power of Jiang Feng's punch is definitely not what a monk at the beginning of the Heavenly God Realm can exert.

This little thief is at least the same as him in the mid-stage of the Heavenly God Realm!

"Guess what?"

Facing Qingliang's question, Jiang Feng just showed a weird smile.

Qingliang didn't know why, but when he saw Jiang Feng's weird smile, he felt a chill in his heart, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Little thief, don't be too arrogant. I also didn't use my full strength just now. The next thing is your death!"

Qingliang's mouth was still very hard, and after he shouted angrily.

His body actually began to exude a blood-red aura, and his eyes also became blood-red.

A violent breath lingered on Qing Liang's body.

It seems that he should have used some kind of rage-like secret technique.

Generally speaking, this kind of secret technique can greatly improve one's own strength, but the side effect is also obvious, that is, losing one's mind.

"Roar!"

Qingliang was like this at this time, the violent breath lingered around him, and it also made him lose his mind.

Regardless, he rushed towards Jiang Feng.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to tear the little thief in front of him into pieces and eat them.

"That's right, I'll use you to experiment with my new magic weapon."

"Kowloon Divine Fire Cover, go!"

Jiang Feng did not go head-to-head with Qing Liang this time. Although he was absolutely sure of defeating Qing Liang, it would definitely take a lot of time and energy.

It's not necessary, it can be solved quickly, so let's be more direct.

Besides, Jiang Feng really wanted to try the power of his new magic weapon.

The Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was still the Fire Dragon Cover that Jiang Feng had obtained from Second Master Xie before, and it was a high-grade artifact obtained after sacrifice.

The power must not be said, after all, the flame in the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is the Samadhi True Fire that is as famous as the Sun Real Fire.

Jiang Feng sacrificed the Jiulong Shenhuo cover, and the latter covered Qingliang.

On the other hand, Qing Liang had already lost his mind at this time, he didn't care what the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover was, and he didn't mean to dodge at all.

Still rushed towards Jiang Feng.

Therefore, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover covered it very smoothly.

"start!"

Following Jiang Feng's order, a large burst of flames burst out from within the hood of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire, and the flames condensed into nine fire dragons.

These nine fire dragons are like real dragons. Not only are they lifelike in appearance, but even their aura carries the unique aura and coercion of the dragon clan.

"Aww~~~"

The nine fire dragons made dragon chant sounds one after another. Jiang Feng was very familiar with the dragon chant sound, so he naturally knew that the dragon chant sound was very authentic.

It's not a real dragon, it's impossible to send it out.

Perhaps, these nine fire dragons are real dragons?

Of course, Jiang Feng just guessed like this, and he didn't care about the details.

As long as it is powerful enough.

Under Jiang Feng's order, the nine fire dragons attacked Qingliang at the same time.

Under instinctive reaction, Qing Liang also fought with the nine fire dragons.

Needless to say, the fighting power of the nine fire dragons, although because of Jiang Feng's insufficient cultivation, the nine fire dragons could not show their true strength.

But after all, it was formed by the condensed real fire of samadhi, so it would definitely not be a problem to deal with Qingliang, a mere Sea Clan monk in the mid-stage of the Heavenly God Realm.

Under the burning of the nine-fold Samadhi real fire sprayed by the nine fire dragons, Qing Liang also let out a tragic wail.