Hunting College

The crimson flame, with a few shadows, emerged from Zheng Qing's right eye, and spread to his whole body in the blink of an eye, like a flowing robe, wrapping the body of the young wizard tightly.

An invisible wave suddenly swayed away with the sudden rise of flames. It seemed to send some signal that made the demons’ offensive stagnate. There were even gray wolves rushing forward with whimpers in their throats. She retracted with her tail sandwiched.

The white wolf demon king jumped off the head of the **** wolf, showing its original shape, and more and more, stepped forward, tilted his head, and carefully looked at the blazing flames around the wizard.

The Snake Demon King, Pig Demon King, Bull Demon King and other wild demon kings of comparable status also stepped forward, vigilantly and greedily surrounding the young wizard.

In this way, densely packed monsters tightly circled Zheng Qing, forming a circle, neither chewing nor retreating. For a while, a nervous and quiet weird atmosphere permeated the scene.

Occasionally the flames linger and the sparks splash farther away, these demons will subconsciously take a few steps back, but will soon re-forward as the flame shrinks, tightening the besieged circle again.

No demon can resist the temptation to leave from the depths of the bloodline.

Even before their eyes, there was already a flying squirrel demon that was burned into a cloud of black dust by the flames.

But there is no demon stupidly acting as an early bird.

After all, they have all been wise. Although their logical thinking is not strong, they know how to advance and retreat.

But being smart doesn't mean you can stay out of things all the time.

Accompanied by the leaders of the demon monsters who screamed and communicated with each other, the White Wolf King took the lead in contributing his men.

"Woo..."

It roared, looked back at the team behind it, tilted its head, and motioned a gray wolf demon forward.

The gray wolf demon whimpered, drooping his ears, fighting in all fours, almost trying to escape. But he had to move to the flames step by step in the indifferent and ferocious gaze of the White Wolf Demon King.

"Wow!!"

The wolf demon screamed loudly and wailed as soon as he was exposed to the flames surrounding the wizard. Its cry was so violent that the surrounding demons involuntarily spread out in a circle, as if being farther away would make them more at ease.

And those crimson flames seemed to be sticky, sticking the gray wolf demon tightly to Zheng Qing's side, and letting him shake his head and waggle his tail and struggle wildly, he could not escape.

The besieged monster group spread out a little bit in the restless commotion.

The only thing to be thankful for was that the flames seemed to be limited in number. After the gray wolf demon was burned, the intensity and concentration of the flames had dropped significantly.

Several demon leaders keenly perceive the gap between them, and several pairs of scarlet eyes show inexplicable cruelty and excitement-but they obviously ignore the black shadows in the red flames are gradually disappearing as the red flames disappear. Thicken up.

The first to be driven to the flames are the weaker monsters.

For example, stone demon, water demon, tree demon, etc., if it is a lonely family, it will inevitably be driven away by a group of wolf demon or pig demon, bull demon, into the crimson flame.

One after another, until the black ashes accumulated for nearly three inches beside Zheng Qing, the crimson flames finally faded away, and even disappeared.

Before the joy in the eyes of the leading demons rose, they turned into surprise.

Because with the disappearance of the red flame, a vague black shadow slowly climbed up from the wizard and took over the work of the crimson flame.

"Woohoo!!"

The White Wolf Demon King issued a warning roar in his throat, barked his pale fangs, and looked threateningly at the strange shadow. The other demons followed behind it and let out a screaming roar.

The shadow made no sound, but shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked around.

Under the slightly drunken sky, a pair of crystal clear red eyes were particularly dazzling, which dwarfed the eyes of all demons.

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Zheng Qing closed his eyes, motionless.

The fierce and severe headache a few minutes ago, as if someone had hit his head with a sledgehammer, causing him to faint instantly.

But as the headache faded, his spirit gradually recovered, and his consciousness gradually became sober.

Although he was conscious, Zheng Qing did not open his eyes.

The weird scorching smell around and the howls of monsters one after another make the young wizard have a very strong tendency to pretend to be dead-although he also knows that for the monsters, there is not much difference between a living wizard and a dead wizard-only But the throbbing pain from his temples told him that even if he opened his eyes, it wouldn't help.

The overdrawn spirit and magic power made him unable to rub even a small fireball right now.

Instead of watching those ugly, blood-sucking monsters slowly chewing themselves to pieces, it is better to keep your eyes closed and Quandang is having a realistic nightmare.

Therefore, Zheng Qing continued to close his eyes, listening to the messy roar coming from his ears, thinking wildly in his mind, flying through various pictures in his mind.

For example, seven or eight wolf demons rushed over, biting his arms and ankles, and divided his six wolves into corpses; or those nasty monkey demons wielded huge wooden sticks and smashed him into mash with a stick. Throwing the weeds under him into his mouth.

All kinds of terrifying methods of death were staged in his mind one after another, becoming more and more terrifying, and finally made the young wizard give up waiting for death and fumbled his hand into the gray cloth bag on his waist.

"Even if you die, you have to put your back."

Zheng Qing pinched a few Flowing Fire Talisman, secretly made up his mind, and then opened his eyes.

The faintly yellowed sky revealed the color of blood like a tulle, but there was no cloud in the sky. As far as the eyes could be, it was an expanse of emptiness, which made people feel a sense of airlessness at first glance.

Zheng Qing struggled, struggling to prop up his body, scanning left and right.

There was a thick layer of black ashes around him, mixed with many bones of unknown shape. Zheng Qing twisted a cluster of black dust and sniffed it under his nose.

A scorching smell-although I don't know what was burned~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it must be a relic left after burning.

This made the young wizard a little surprised.

Is that puppet man doing a demonic evolution experiment? I have never heard that the demon eats the wizard and raises a fire to barbecue.

Outside the black ashes, a hundred meters away from him, the surroundings were densely packed with all kinds of demons. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water-you say it is a carp monster, why is it jumping around on the grass?

Of course, this does not affect Zheng Qing's judgment of its identity from the scarlet eyes of the fish monster.

But this fish monster is not the most conspicuous.

The most conspicuous of these monsters is a black tiger monster.

It is more than two meters high at the shoulder, with red and shiny eyes, standing in front of the monster group, head held high, and its tail drooping slightly, looking square. Although there was only one, but just relying on its momentum, it suppressed the other monsters in a mess.