The Dragon from Hell

"Hmm?"

The minotaur didn't seem to understand what Qin Feng meant. He thought that this guy was just talking nonsense, but just as he was about to mock him, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.

He looked down subconsciously and saw that there was a sword mark on his chest that originally had a metallic luster.

The sword mark was not deep, and it seemed that only the flesh was injured. Even after it was cracked, only a trace of black blood flowed out, just like an ordinary person's finger was cut by a knife.

But the appearance of this sword mark made the minotaur's eyes stern: "This is impossible!"

It has trained its copper skin and iron bones, which is similar to the physical cultivation among humans.

Among the human race, physical cultivation is the most common cultivator, because most of the cultivators who choose to temper their physique are not talented and can only win by brute force.

But this minotaur is a demon. Its own race has a natural advantage in physique, which can be said to be the natural choice of physical cultivation.

Even before it was tempered and trained, its physique was much stronger than that of humans, and even ordinary demons could not compare with it.

After being tempered, its physique reached its peak, and it was an understatement to say that it was as strong as a brass.

It stands to reason that ordinary sword cultivators would have a headache against it, and its muscles and bones were a sharp weapon for dealing with sword cultivators!

But the young man in front of him looked only in his twenties, and he was still in the foundation-building stage before, but he was able to cut its skin with the long sword in his hand.

It was not until this moment that it suddenly felt what it meant to be in danger!

Qin Feng smiled and did not respond to it.

The skin and flesh of this minotaur were indeed as hard as iron, but as he said, if one sword could not cut it, then more swords would be enough.

He did only slash out with one sword just now, and he did combine the sword moves and the heavy breaking slash in the Heavenly Sword.

Only one sword, but mixed with millions of swords.

The Thousand Swords Heavenly Sword would break a hole even in a copper-skinned and iron-boned person.

"What a pity. I just tried it to see if the two moves could be combined. I'm not very proficient in sword moves yet..." Qin Feng looked at the black sword in his hand and sighed, "If I had known earlier, I should have used all my strength and killed you with one sword."

Only the Sin Sword in his hand could be called a magic weapon. If it was an ordinary sword, I'm afraid that the sword he just struck would have broken it.

"What a pity? It should be a pity." The minotaur came back to his senses from the shock, and looked at Qin Feng with a darker look, and murderous intent: "You are indeed more interesting than ordinary monks, but you are destined to die here today!"

Feeling the murderous intent bursting out of the minotaur, Qin Feng not only did not feel afraid, but nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, be serious, you and I can fight heartily, how great."

"Haha, don't worry, I will let you die so heartily!"

The minotaur's eyes originally emitted a red light, but it turned dark red in the gathering of murderous intent.

Qin Feng couldn't help but see that a thick black gas came out of it, and the demonic energy mobilized the mechanism. The minotaur's body began to gradually swell, slightly arched, and the horns pointed forward, which looked more like its original posture.

It was panting and emitting hot air from its nose. For a moment, the whole cave was filled with boiling steam, accompanied by the breath of the beast, making the environment in the cave even hotter and hotter.

Qin Feng looked at the minotaur in front of him expressionlessly, holding the black sword tightly in his hand, exuding a cold temperament.

His spiritual power condensed again, black light condensed on the black sword, and a sharp sword energy condensed.

Neither side was willing to move, quietly waiting for the other side to make a move.

A gust of wind blew from an unknown direction, and the hot wind blew, and the two figures moved at the same time.

Qin Feng superimposed the heavy breaking slash with the Heavenly Sword, and every sword shot was a flash of sword light of tens of millions of swords.

The sound of metal collision was endless in the cave, and the two sides crossed, and the sparks from the metal collision almost illuminated the dim cave.

The sand and rocks were flying in the cave, the ground began to shake, the mountain walls were constantly collapsing, and every move was a dazzling move.

On one side was a sharp sword move, and on the other side was a strong physique. It was a collision of contradictions. Whoever was broken first would lose.

Both sides refused to give in, and the movement here did not attract other people, because at this time there was a small riot in another part of the cave.

Zhu Xing killed the last monster with the sword condensed by his spiritual power, and this patrol team was completely solved by him.

As soon as he loosened his hand, the thunder sword disappeared in his palm, and he reached out to wipe the blood on his face. The black blood made him flash a trace of disgust in his eyes.

"What a disgusting thing!"”

He casually lifted the cloak of the monster under his feet. If his fellow disciples saw the coldness on his face, they would be surprised: Zhu Xing, who always smiled and seemed to have no temper, would actually show such a cold side.

These monsters looked different, and they were just low-level demon soldiers in the demon clan.

Zhu Xing encountered them when he entered the depths of the cave, and he could kill them without any effort.

Now his goal is to sneak into the deepest part of the underground volcano, find the demon baby, and then... wait for the demon queen to show up!

——Boom!

Just when Zhu Xing was about to go further in, a loud bang came from the inside of the volcano from behind him.

He subconsciously turned his head, but the loud bang disappeared.

"What's going on?" Zhu Xing frowned: "Did someone have a conflict with the demon clan? "

However, thinking that Qin Feng had decided to leave before he came in, Zhu Xing did not think much about it.

He could see that Qin Feng did not want to have anything to do with anyone in the Immortal Gate. He had decided to leave for safety reasons before, so he would not follow him in now.

So Zhu Xing mistook the loud noise behind him as the sound of others fighting with the demons.

"Now the fight is starting... It seems I have to move faster. "Zhu Xing was afraid that after the other people fought with the demons, the demons would find out that there were cultivators sneaking in and strengthen their guard, or even take the demon baby away, so he simply quickened his pace and went deeper into the hinterland.

Before killing that team of demon soldiers, he had already asked about the location of the demon baby.

As Qin Feng said, the underground volcano here erupted because the appearance of the fire dwelling wood triggered the hell fire, which caused the volcano here to erupt and the magma to flow into a river.

And the reason why the demon baby was brought here was because the hell fire was born here.

The demons believed that the demon baby born with demon bones could withstand the test of the hell fire, so they brought it here.

Of course, there is another most important reason-this demon baby may be the son of the demon king Sang Yan!