The Dragon from Hell

In the narrow cave, the two people were very close, only seven or eight steps apart, and Qin Feng could even feel the demonic energy between the other's breath.

Like the scorching mountain walls around him, the other's breath was hot, and when it sprayed on people's faces, it also brought a damp and hot fishy smell, and the strong smell of blood made people dizzy.

Qin Feng could feel the strong smell of beasts from the other person. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Qin Feng intuitively felt that the other person should be some kind of beast.

"I passed by here and came down to take a look." Facing the other person's words, Qin Feng responded calmly.

"Passing by?" The other party laughed when he heard Qin Feng's words: "This is the first time I heard that a human race can pass by our demon race's territory. Do you know that as a human race, entering this place will only lead to death?"

"This is my first time here, and I don't know the rules here. Remember it next time."

"Next time? I'm afraid there won't be a next time." The other party sneered, clenched his fist, and a ball of fire condensed on his fist in an instant: "This time, you will die!"

After saying that, the other party swung a punch at Qin Feng. His body did not move, but the flames were already coming towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng swung with a black blade, and the sword energy was surging, directly splitting the fireball in front of him.

In the narrow space, Qin Feng's sword energy was greatly limited, but he chose to forcefully break through the mountain wall and advance towards the opponent's gate.

The other party was not to be outdone. After seeing through Qin Feng's thoughts, he did not dodge, but chose to face him head-on.

With its tall body, it almost occupied the entire space. It slightly bent its body, then faced Qin Feng and blocked with its arms.

Qin Feng didn't expect that the opponent would use his flesh and blood to block his sword, but his sword moves were old and could not be retracted. No matter what the opponent did, Qin Feng had already chopped the opponent's arm with one sword.

——Dang! !

The sound of metal vibration sounded, and Qin Feng could feel the black sword in his hand trembling, and his right arm was also numb.

"Haha, kid, your sword is good, but your cultivation... is still a little immature!" A disdainful snort came from the other side.

Qin Feng did not stick to the victory or defeat of this move, and immediately distanced himself from the behemoth in front of him.

The opponent did not use weapons, and his body under the cloak was like copper skin and iron bones. Such a close distance was very disadvantageous for Qin Feng.

He used 80% of his strength in the sword just now. The opponent didn't know how much strength he had used, but Qin Feng glanced at the opponent's feet. Although his feet sank a little, the opponent still stood in the previous position without retreating at all.

This shows that the opponent didn't even use all his strength to resist his sword.

"Boy, if you are not convinced, you can come again." The other party's tone was full of ridicule. It seemed that he didn't regard Qin Feng, a human who suddenly broke in boldly, as an opponent. It was more like he found a new thing and wanted to play with it.

It twisted its neck, and its thick bones made a "clicking" sound. It also took off its hood.

The hood fell, and the black mist covering its face also dissipated, revealing the true face of this demon beast.

As Qin Feng thought, the other party was indeed a beast.

Although it had a human body, its head still maintained the appearance of a beast. It was a huge bison head.

The horns looked as thick as human arms, and the breath from the bull's head seemed to be scalding hot, and even in the dim environment, the hot air could still be seen.

However, although it was a bull's head, the expression on its face was still very human-like, indicating that the opponent's cultivation was definitely not low.

After the hood was taken off, part of its body was exposed, with black skin and strong muscles, like a tall wall.

He stood there, his head almost reaching the ceiling of the cave, blocking Qin Feng's entire way.

Qin Feng stared at it indifferently, and glanced at the black sword in his hand. After confirming that the black sword was not damaged, he took a deep breath and simply withdrew his attacking posture.

Seeing him like this, the bull head opposite laughed: "What, you give up now? It's really boring. I thought that after so long, I finally got something new to play with."

"But it's okay. If you continue to struggle, you may die miserably. Now that you give up, I can still give you a chance to commit suicide and let you have a good time."

The bull head seemed to have expected that Qin Feng had given up, and smiled and said: "Do you want to do it yourself or do you want me to help you?"

Qin Feng did not respond to the bull head man's words, but stood there with his eyes closed.

If Jiao Xia was here, he could easily deal with the beef man in front of him, even without any effort.

But now Jiao Xia is not here, Qin Feng can't expect Jiao Xia to be there all the time.

He came to thisThe world is accidental, and the purpose is to go back, so he can't just rely on others.

He closed his eyes and felt the spiritual power flowing in his body.

In fact, it was not only the minotaur who was excited, but also himself.

After coming to this world, it was the first time that he could have a hearty battle without suppressing his cultivation.

He slowly released the spiritual power that was originally suppressed in the seed, and gradually filled his body.

Before, his body was not enough to withstand such a strong spiritual power, which led to his death with his opponent in the final battle.

But during this period, he had been using spiritual medicine to temper his physique. After the spiritual bones were dug out, this body was even weaker than his previous mortal body.

But the trip to the small demon realm did bring him a lot of good things, and Lin Quansheng did his duty. During this period, he helped him refine a lot of high-quality spiritual medicines, and it was not in vain to give that kid so many high-quality spiritual plants to practice.

Now that spiritual power filled his body, Qin Feng did not feel any discomfort in his body's tendons and veins.

These spiritual powers were cultivated during this period of time, plus the accumulated spiritual power in the seeds before coming to this world, and in an instant, Qin Feng felt unprecedented comfort in his body.

He sighed softly, then slowly opened his eyes, and a golden light flashed through his eyes.

"Huh?"

The minotaur, who originally had a mocking face, seemed to have noticed Qin Feng's changes and sighed in confusion.

What's going on? Why did he suddenly feel a completely different power from this kid in such a short time?

Obviously before this, the aura emanating from this kid was at most the foundation-building stage, but now... it couldn't even judge what Qin Feng's cultivation was!

At this time, Qin Feng had already re-infused spiritual power into the black sword, and for a while, the sin sword made a buzzing sound.

"Hey, big guy, come and play with me."