Under the gloomy sky, in the whistling autumn wind.

On a hillside to the west of the "Traces of the Demon Heart", Feng Buyu is standing in the wind of hunting.

He stood motionless, one hand raised in the air, grabbing a tall young man's neck and lifting him into the air.

And around him lay five or six teenagers with terrified expressions, and the earth and rocks on the ground were cracked and in a mess.

The young man who was choked by his neck struggled as he desperately squeezed a humming pleading sound out of his throat.

Feng Buyu made a calm face, looking at the young man who had begun to roll his eyes, he sneered: "Now, do you still think that Lao Tzu eats soft rice. ”

The boy shook his head desperately, his bulging eyes terrified.

Feng Buqian snorted coldly, threw it out of the distance with his hand, and the ground smashed, making a loud sound that made people's hearts beat.

Feng Buqian clapped his hands and shouted coldly: "Leave your 'blood beads'." Roll me as far as I can. ”

When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and after leaving their "blood beads" behind in a hurry, they fled in a hurry.

Feng Buqian calmed the anger in his heart, and then took all the red "blood beads" on the ground into his pocket.

In the past half a day, he has encountered several waves of such fools.

The idea that they want to seal and not owe money must come at a price.

And I don't owe it and I don't want to endure it anymore, half of the knockout rounds have passed, and it's time to make a move.

Since someone is stupid enough to deliver it to the door, he is naturally very happy to accept it all.

Now there are more than 30 "blood beads" hidden in the placket of his chest, and the dazzling red light is red through the clothes, like a blood stain shining with red light, extremely bewitching.

The sky is slowly getting dark, and the terrifying night is coming again.

And at night, the most dazzling light of the "Traces of the Demon Heart" is the red glow emitted by the "Blood Beads". This red mang, like incomparably delicious flesh and blood, is bound to attract countless packs of jackals.

Whoever has more "blood beads" on his body is the most coveted piece of meat.

Mo said that Feng Buo's body was full of "blood beads" red mang, even the blue spiritual power streamer on his head would also make him the most attractive piece of "meat".

"Just what I wanted. ”

Feng Buqian licked his lips, and his eyes were beating with a bloodthirsty and fierce light.

After a few battles, his high fighting spirit had been completely aroused.

At this moment, the blood in his body was boiling, and his fighting spirit was cold. I feel like I've gone back to the time when I was in Aragami Kozan.

Only by fighting can we survive.

He is now an awakened lion and has never feared herds of wolves. All the bull ghosts and snake gods who dare to attack will be torn apart and devoured by the minions that he has exposed.

Just like now, just after a group of fools had been settled, and he was not allowed to continue on his way, another group of people surrounded him violently.

In the dim light of the sky, he looked up at a group of teenagers in the sky who were staring at him.

This is a team of about ten people, and behind them are all fiery fire spirit wings.

It's all fire spirits.

"I don't owe it. Hand over your 'blood beads'. Then obediently go with us for a trip to the 'Flame Burst Group'. ”

A tall and burly bald man stood proudly at the head and shouted coldly.

He looked down at Feng Buyi like a lamb to the slaughter.

But in the next second, he paid a terrible price for his arrogance.

I saw Feng Buqian rushing straight up without warning, the blood-red flames rose instantly, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, he instantly rushed to the bald man, and a fist swung out violently, hitting the unsuspecting man in the face.

The man ate the punch solidly, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly flew upside down.

Everyone else was stunned, never imagined that Feng Buyu would be so straightforward, and before he finished a sentence, he started directly.

As soon as the fire was extinguished, Feng Buyu showed his figure, and his face was full of unhappiness.

He retracted his fists and shouted coldly at the bald head that flew a long way upside down: "If you want Lao Tzu to tie your hands, you will be caught. It's up to you. It is also matched. ”

The bald head steadied himself in embarrassment, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood full of broken teeth, and his red and swollen face was suddenly covered with boundless anger.

"Up. What are you doing in a daze? Let's go together. ”

A hysterical roar emanated from his blood-soaked mouth, echoing high in the air.

The group of subordinates also came back to their senses in a hurry, and they all roared, and more than a dozen people lit up with a rich red light at the same time, and they all rushed towards Feng Buyao.

Pieces of fire spiritual power rose up like heavenly fire, burning the sky red, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Feng Buqian stood in place without fear, looking sideways, looking at the enemies rushing in all directions, he looked up to the sky and roared proudly.

"It's good to be ... ”

Before the whistle cleared, a fire suddenly burst into flames around him.

Firescale Devouring Dragon, half-dragon form, open.

In an instant, fiery red scales covered the whole body, and the hideous huge dragon claws clenched into fists, and a red jade-like unicorn horn sprouted on its forehead, pointing straight at the clouds.

Feng Buqian opened a pair of fiery red eyes, and a rich killing intent gushed out. He suddenly opened his mouth, which was full of fire and smoke, and suddenly let out an earth-shattering dragon roar.

"Whew,,。。。 ”

As soon as the roar started, his figure had instantly turned into a blood-red remnant light, dragging a brilliant fiery red afterimage, and rushed straight into the group of shocked people.

With a terrifying cry, the fire spirit power attack in the sky flew in all directions, but none of them could stop the frenzied rush of Feng Buyao.

In an instant, he had struck into the crowd like a demon god with blood-colored flames.

Hidden under the fist wrapped in fire spiritual power was the supreme divine power of "carrying the sky", with a roaring sound of breaking the sky, it attacked the group of teenagers mercilessly.

When a punch falls, it is a scream. It's a mouthful of blood. It's just that the enemy falls.

Even if someone was lucky enough to attack Feng Buyu with fire spiritual power, it only made him tremble slightly, and his body full of dragon scales instantly absorbed all the fire spiritual power that exploded on his body. Not only did it not hurt him in the slightest, but it made him more and more brave and crazy the more he fought.

The wails and screams continued to sound between heaven and earth, and after a while, I saw that the more than ten genius teenagers who were still menacing just now all fell. Almost everyone hung up their lottery, lying on the ground and screaming in pain.

The only one still standing in the air was the bald man who had been beaten away from the beginning.

He hadn't been able to completely sober up from that punch, but in an instant, his undefeated "Flame Burst Regiment" had been completely wiped out.