As a demon of the fifth realm, Yan Hong's physical strength alone is already extraordinary. In addition, his bloodline characteristics are also biased towards power. Even if Song Zhiqing takes action, it is impossible to pinch his neck like this. However, in the hands of the demon king Chijiu, Yan Hong is as powerless as the little chicken that was strangled.

He roared, struggled, and even showed his true body as a demon, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free. As his body gradually became softer.

The dignified monster of the fifth realm is actually strangled to death.

The other demons in the village saw each with different expressions, either sighing or gloating, but no one wanted to interfere.

But Lin Qingqing, who was looking at the windowsill, was a little anxious.

Lin Qingqing and Yan Hong also have no friendship, and although she is usually stunned, she does not contain any Holy Mother's genes. Whether it is in the Southern Tang Dynasty or the two tribes that just ended, there are quite a few demons who died under Lin Qingqing's hands.

But one after another, Lin Qingqing has just "guided" Yan Hong on the "right path", and in Lin Qingqing's eyes he is the younger brother. The younger brother was strangled, so how could she ignore the elder sister?

"Stop it!" Lin Qingqing roared and jumped out of the window. His momentum was so fierce and his speed was so fast that he couldn't even hold Song Zhiqing.

Lin Qingqing not only stopped, but also took action.

A huge, thick and long flagpole stood in front of the stone building. Lin Qingqing jumped out of the window and just passed by the flagpole. Her arms stumbled with the momentum, and with a snap, she broke the flagpole. Then she swung her arms and ran to the head and smashed the demon king Chijiu.

"Bang...there are more and more courageous juniors." The demon king Chijiu smiled strangely, and his other hand reached high.

Facing the thin palm of the Red Eagle, the thick and tough flagpole was easily torn apart like a piece of paper, turning into wood chips.

After the flagpole was torn into pieces, Chijiu's palm continued to cast its strength and continued to go straight to Lin Qingqing to grab it.

Yan Hong's powerful body could not resist the Red Vulture's grab. If Lin Qingqing was grabbed by this claw, she would probably die in an instant.

Seeing this, Song Zhiqing knew that she could not continue watching. Even if she exposed her identity, she had to take action.

But just before Song Zhiqing was about to take action, a figure suddenly emerged from the other direction of the city wall.

"Sir Chijiu, show mercy!"

The figure did not look strong, and its cultivation was normal, but it was only at the level of the innate realm. However, the figure seemed to be holding something in his hand, and threw out a ray of green light and shadow, blocking the palm of the Red Eagle.

The seemingly ordinary light belt seemed to be full of great power, which actually made the Red Vulture's palm attack slightly.

Song Zhiqing, who was about to take action, suddenly felt her body tightening, as if she was imprisoned by something.

"Chief space?" Song Zhiqing was shocked.

The other party seemed to have a low level, but this move was really extraordinary.

The green light and shadow were not aimed at the pine green, nor at the demon king Red Eagle, but all the spaces in this area were blocked. Therefore, not only the demon king Red Eagle, but even the pine green were affected.

Song Zhiqing was a little hesitant.

If he forcibly breaks free, he will naturally break the ban. But in that case, the identity of the human strongman will inevitably be exposed. In addition, although the demon who attacked the attack did not know his identity, it obviously meant to protect Lin Qingqing, and it is very likely that he was Wu Ye's subordinate. Instead of taking action now, it might as well wait first and see the situation before talking.

Song Zhiqing pressed her plan to take action, but Akazu obviously didn't want to give up like this.

"Little bastard, you dare to stop me?" Chijiu seemed to know who was taking the attack at the first time, and his face suddenly became gloomy. With a wave of his backhand, his arms grew in the wind.

The several attacks of Red Eagle were all extended by the arm, but this time, not only did the length change, but the shape and size also changed.

The palm instantly became ten feet long and wide, and large scales grew on the fingers, and the nails at the end were as sharp as steel hooks. They spread in the air, carrying a cloud of wind and blood, like ghost hands from hell.

This terrifying palm just grabbed the green light and shadow.

The thin figure seemed to have been hurt by this, and she groaned and fell back heavily.

Then, the Red Eagle's palm flipped, turned to Lin Qingqing again, and grabbed it in the air.

The Red Eagle's claw swing speed was not fast, or even slow. But the hand was too huge, and Lin Qingqing, who was still in the air, had no way to dodge, so she could only watch the palm fall.

Song Zhiqing sighed, locked his hands and prepared to take action.

When the green light and shadow were shattered, Song Zhiqing knew that she could not escape. Exposing her identity would certainly cause endless trouble, but she could not sit idly by and watch Lin Qingqing die at the hands of the demon king.

"Slow-move." One hand pressed on Song Zhiqing's wrist, and it was cold snow.

Leng Dexue entered the room just now. Although Song Zhiqing did not look back, he noticed it early. But he never expected that Leng Dexue would stop him.

But now Song Zhiqing had no time to ask, and suddenly shook Leng Moxue's arm.

The masters' fighting changes rapidly, not to mention that the demon king Chijiu is taking action now. No matter what reason Leng Moxue stops it, he can't watch it.

But after such delay, Song Zhiqing has lost the best time to take action.

The demon king Red Ew's big hand had already been captured in the air.

At this critical moment, a fierce roar suddenly came from the air.

"roar------"

It’s not that anyone uses any ultimate move, nor is it any powerful means, it’s just a simple roar. The only thing that can be felt is the anger and tyranny in the roar.

But it was this roar that made all the demons feel as if they were struck by lightning, and their faces were terrified, as if a sheep heard a tiger roar. Even the demon king Chijiu, who had always been arrogant, had a drastic expression, and the giant claws he took were stopped.

The bloodlines of demons not only gave them the talent of power, but also made ancient imprints in the depths of their hearts, marks of level and marks of superiority.

For demons, the strong are respected not just like human race, but every demon is deeply rooted. Demons with low realms rarely disobey when facing high realms, and the greater the realm, the more they are. This does not mean that the beliefs of demons remain unchanged, but that this level difference has long been integrated into their bloodline.

The reason why Yan Hong is so cowardly when facing the demon king Chi Ji is that the Red Eagle is powerful is one aspect, but there is another important reason, that is, the concept of hierarchy contained in the bloodline.

The roar just now was not an ordinary voice, but a powerful demon venting his anger and the roar of the Emperor.

Faced with such an existence, even the demon king Chijiu had to put away his minions.

After a moment of silence, the demon in the village fell to his knees and his head was deeply lying on the ground.

The demon king Chijiu also returned to his palm with an ugly expression. Not only did he give up the attack on Lin Qingqing, but he even threw Yan Hong away.

"Who are you?" Chijiu looked at Lin Qingqing with a dark face.

The other demons did not notice it, but the Red Vulture noticed it. The roar did not come from him, but from Lin Qingqing.

Naturally, he would not think that Lin Qingqing was a disguise of the emperor, but there was at least one thing that the demon king Red Ew could not confirm. The girl in front of him was protected by a certain emperor.

"Qinglin." Lin Qingqing raised her neck and faced Chijiu's gaze without fear.

The red vulture's face was gloomy and clear.

Yan Hong had looked at him like this just now, but that was only a moment of blood and energy, and there was not really no fear in his eyes. But at this moment, Chi Ji could not find any fear in Lin Qingqing's eyes.

In this way, the Red Vulture further confirmed his speculation.

The demon in front of him must be very close to a certain emperor. This closeness is not only a relationship, but also a close bloodline.

"Who will it be? Who is it?"

Just as Chijiu was anxious and guessing in her heart, the demon general Yan Ming was once again furious in the heroic spirit bracelet.
Chapter completed!