Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

The Demon Race looked frightened. He obviously felt the pressure of the palm. At the same time, he was also surprised and frightened at this moment when Lin Feng was motionless and had no feeling at all.

But now he didn't have time to think about so many things in his mind. The top priority was how to deal with the palm in front of him.

This palm came fiercely, but in the early stage of condensation, it caused violent spatial fluctuations. The moment it was taken, the space could be said to tremble, with the intention of shattering.

Such a terrifying attack was simply irresistible to him, a guy with a Low Level Demon Race and no more than an Imperial Mirror cultivation level.

When facing the threat of death, Demon Race also unleashed his full potential. He roared, and then many obscure characters appeared around him.

With the appearance of the characters, his whole body seemed to shrink with "447" water, and the muscles in his entire body began to gradually shrink.

His skin gradually became dry, not as round as before, as if it had been scorched, and his whole body was in a shriveled state.

Its face is also aging rapidly, and its life span has obviously been drained away.

At the same time, the blood energy around him suddenly exploded, filling his whole body like a large amount of steaming mist.

At this moment, a layer of red light appeared all over his body, and then he stretched out his hands to hold the palm.

Although with the thrust of this palm, the Demon Race continued to retreat in the air, generating a lot of heat due to friction around the body, and white smoke rose in many places, he was able to block it after all.

When the palm prints dispersed, the guy's entire body turned into a ball of darkness and fell from the air.

His pair of blood wings had been completely destroyed by the friction just now, but he still managed to breathe.

"Is this a technique that uses blood and energy to enhance one's own strength? It seems that what is burning should be one's own life span. At the cost of lifespan, burning blood and energy to gain strength is really terrifying. "

Lin Feng made a few comments and couldn't help but nodded.

Obviously this Demon Race is still in his prime, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explode into such a large area of ​​power in a short period of time.

But these are two different things after all. Although his palm was thrown out casually, at least it was not something that an ordinary Emperor Realm could catch.

You know, he is not like Lin Feng who went to Saint. Now he has reached the peak of the true god realm, and has even taken a step towards the half-step Divine King. He is only one step away from stepping into the half-step Divine King. realm.

With such strength, he has not been able to kill a Low Level Demon Race. It is obvious how strong this Demon Race's technique is.

After thinking for a while, Lin Feng also understood this, which made him a little worried.

In fact, among humans, this kind of forcible strength-increasing exercise is not uncommon.

It's just that the things consumed are different, some are energy, some are spiritual herbs, some are lifespan, and some are sacrificing relatives, but they all lead to the same goal, all of which are to enhance strength.

However, with the different levels of the skill, the corresponding price and subsequent weakness are also different.

It is estimated that not everyone in Demon Race has this kind of thing, and I am afraid that only a small number of Demon Race can use such tricks.

In addition, the Demon Races we encountered before were either crushed and slapped to death without giving the opponent any chance to resist; or they were tied, or the opponent was stronger than Lin Feng, but neither side fought hard. In this life-and-death situation, Lin Feng didn't feel too much pressure even when he met the demon king's shadow.

After all, what he wanted to do at that moment was to leave and fight for his life.

Seeing this scene just now, the other two Demon Races were also frightened. They immediately fluttered their wings and ran away in two different directions.

Their ending this time was just like the previous Demon Races that seemed to be escaping, but as soon as their bodies froze, they exploded in the air.

At this time, many Demon Races present also knew that they could not escape. However, although they were Low Level Demon Races, each of them often had a way to save their lives.

So they all urged those things to escape, but Lin Feng would not give them such a chance again. After the scene where the other party's blood exploded just now, he also knew that these guys probably had a lot of tricks.

Just like the inheritance in the bloodline, even the Low Level Demon Race will have some life-saving methods passed down. If it were Tuoda, he might not be able to stop it, even though the gap between their realms is very high. ...

"Okay, I've had enough fun, so you all can stay here."

After speaking, Lin Feng waved his right hand, and countless divine fires descended from the sky and ignited on the bodies of these Demon Races.

In an instant, countless screams were heard, and the bodies of these Demon Races were all burned by divine fire. Even if they used various methods and attacks, it still had no effect.

Only a few who were slightly stronger used some secret techniques to withstand the impact of the divine fire, but they were also smashed into pieces by Lin Feng's casual high-five.

Soon, the thick smoke dissipated and the flames extinguished. Only Lin Feng, the shield Demon Race and the Demon Race who told him the story before were left in the sky.

"What are you going to do with us? Take us back? Torture us?"

Facing the previous inquiry from the Middle Level Demon Race, Lin Feng waved his hand gently.

"Look at what you said, am I that scary? After all, you told me some useful things before, and you said I would let you live, but..."

"Just what?"

The Middle Level Demon Race just breathed a sigh of relief and then became nervous.

He was afraid that what Lin Feng said was to let you live, but to destroy your soul, or something like that.

Lin Feng shook his head and explained.

"Leave your name. In the future, I may go around the Demon Race and ask for advice from some experts. Maybe there will be a 4.0 opportunity to meet. It will be easier to meet after leaving your name, don't you think?"

"All right."

Demon Race felt a burst of curse in his heart and was about to be blown away!

Who wants to meet you again as a human? You are so awesome, what if you beat me to death with your backhand? I don’t want to see you again!

But he didn't dare to say this, because if this human being got angry for a moment and crushed himself to death, it would be the end.

So he had no choice but to echo a few words in a low voice, and told Lin Feng his name together with the shield Demon Race.

"My name is Urdika."

"My name is Suo Luoyin."

"Nice name."

Lin Feng complimented them casually, regardless of the strange expressions on their faces, nodded, and waved for them to leave. .