"It's the second son of the Flame Soul!"
Leng Jinqiu felt her whole body tremble as she said this, as if she had aged a lot in an instant.
The second son of the Flame Soul was undoubtedly a terrifying existence. After all, this demon dragon's father was the Demon King's mount. He was the Flame Devil King Stanley's right-hand man, and the second son of the Flame Soul had also reached the level of a Quasi King.
When Calvinson received the news, he immediately came to the tower to meet up with Leng Jinqiu. The famous historian of Hidden Demon City was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the second son of the Flame Soul.
"Why?" Calvinson stroked his beard. "The demon race has once again entered a period of activity. We know this, which is why we invited a powerful ally like Heaven's Wings from the middle realm. However, as a highly intelligent demon dragon, why would the second son of the Flame Soul Race suddenly rush to Hidden Demon City?"
"Hidden Demon City has been attacked by the Demon Race time and time again, but the reason is always because the Demon Race used absolute strength to break through the city's barrier. If it was the second son of the Flame Soul himself, he wouldn't have been able to rush into the city. What made him lose his mind? He decided to attack us. "
Leng Jinqiu paused. "I don't think the second son of the Flame Soul wants to attack Hidden Demon City."
"What do you mean?"
Leng Jinqiu found a pencil and quickly drew a route on a map. "Look, this is the second son of the Flame Soul. He started from the North Sea, passed through the Wilderness Swamp, the Mirrorless Forest, and finally arrived at the Clear Spirit Valley."
"He went around in an arc?" Carl Vincent looked at the map and exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, if the second son of the Flame Soul's goal was Hidden Demon City from the beginning, he did go in a big circle. But I think he didn't come for the city. Instead, he decided to go to the Clear Spirit Valley from the beginning. I'm afraid there's something there that attracted him."
"But …" Calvinson was confused. "What's in the Clear Spirit Valley?"
Leng Jinqiu narrowed her eyes. "Our young people are there. This season's hunting test will be held near the Clear Spirit Valley."
"The second son of the Flame Soul is targeting our young warriors? That doesn't make sense. They're just a group of young people. What's the point of attacking them? Even if Dongfang He and the others are talented and may become a threat to the Demon Race in the future, they can't just send the second son of the Flame Soul, can they? It's impossible for the demons to use such a reckless tactic. "
Leng Jinqiu shrugged with a helpless look on her face.
"I don't know about that. In any case, this is definitely not a simple attack. It seems like something angered the second son of the Flame Soul, causing this demonic dragon to go berserk. It's killing its way from the North Sea to the Clear Spirit Valley, and now it's killing the young people of Hidden Demon City."
Sigh ~
Calvinson let out a heavy sigh. "Alright. Although I've studied the history of the demon race for my whole life, my understanding of them is still very limited. Now, I can only hope that the second son of the flame soul won't let us lose a batch of the best young warriors in the city."
Leng Jinqiu nodded slightly. "The reinforcements have already departed?"
"I'm on my way."
"How long will it take to get there?"
"About fifteen minutes."
"Fifteen minutes? So long? "
"There's nothing we can do about it. Our opponent is the second son of the Flame Soul. We need to send a sufficiently powerful reinforcement army, or else we'll just be throwing our lives away. We wasted some time gathering enough power to kill the second son of the Flame Soul."
"Alright …" Leng Jinqiu's face was filled with worry as she sat down on the chair. "I hope our young people can have good luck."
.....
The blood-red Heavenly Sword pierced through the air, carrying with it an aura that could slash through the ages. A terrifying airflow surged as it landed heavily on the second son of the Flame Soul.
In an instant, blood splattered, and a violent light like a volcanic eruption lit up the narrow and long valley.
Fo You crossed his arms and looked forward. His eyes were filled with excitement. After all, he was the descendant of the Demon Slayer Clan and one of the Three Heroes of Hidden Demon City. He released three ultimate moves in a row, and the momentum was breathtaking.
Xia Fan saw that Dongfang He and the others were panting and holding their thighs with their hands. Their faces were pale as they waited for the final result. Releasing ultimate moves was indeed a domineering way of fighting, but if they couldn't kill the enemy in one blow, the result would be even more tragic. After all, Dongfang He and the others had already lost 90% of their energy and had no energy left to launch a second round of attacks.
Howl ~
The second son of the Flame Soul's roar came from the valley. Dongfang He took a few steps back, and his face turned pale.
The Demon Dragon wasn't dead!
After being injured, the Demon Dragon was completely enraged and released a terrifying spiritual pressure. Everyone present felt a swelling pain in their heads, and their nervous system felt as if it was being repeatedly bitten by a terrifying and shrill voice.
It was a dragon's roar!
It sounded like a sound, but its essence was spiritual pressure. Those with weak resistance could easily be overwhelmed by the dragon's roar, which would lead to mental disorders or rupture of the blood vessels in the brain, causing them to bleed to death.
"Ah!"
Everyone screamed. The Three Heroes of Hidden Demon City, Xia Fan and Fo You, who were on the mountainside, were all attacked by the dragon's roar. Xia Fan, in particular, suddenly felt that his vision had completely darkened, as if he had become blind. It seemed that the second son of the Flame Soul's dragon roar had triggered some kind of chain reaction within his body.
Rumble ~
The next second, an incredible and shocking change suddenly occurred. The Second Son of the Flame Soul spread his wings and soared into the sky, and a huge black shadow covered the sky in an instant.
Black blood flowed down from his shoulder. Jia Yuntian's Sky Blood Sword did not hit its target, but hit the Second Son of the Flame Soul's shoulder. The wound was seven or eight meters long, and although terrible, it was not fatal.
At this moment, white smoke came out of the wound, and there was an explosive sound of burning flames. As the white smoke rose, the wound quickly began to heal. The Demon Dragon had a strong vitality, and unless the Second King Demon Dragon destroyed its brain or heart, it would never be able to kill them.
The Three Heroes of Hidden Demon City had given up resisting. They closed their eyes and waited for their fate to be judged.
For the Demon Slayer Clan, killing the Demon King was just a fluke, but being killed by the Demon King was the fate of most people. On the altar of the Dongfang Clan, there was a statue of the warrior who had killed the Demon King, but next to it, there were thousands of people who had been killed by the Demon Slayer Clan. As the saying goes, a general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand people. At the feet of every warrior who succeeded in slaying the Demon Slayer Clan, there were countless corpses of those who failed.
Although he had always felt that he was a fearless warrior, when the Demon Dragon approached with the black wind, Dongfang He could not help but tremble. He clenched his teeth, and his face was distorted. The fear of death had instantly taken away his thoughts, leaving his mind blank.
Next, he would probably be pierced by the Demon Dragon's claws, right?
Or crushed into pieces by the Dragon's breath …
Dongfang He, Ni Cai, and Jia Yuntian thought at the same time.
However, the dark and gloomy wind with a heavy stench actually whizzed past their heads. They felt the huge black shadow sweeping across the sky, passing over their bodies and rushing somewhere else.
"What's going on?"
Dongfang He was the first to open his eyes. He hurriedly turned around and saw the tail of the second son of the Flame Soul. As for the Demon Dragon's black head with sharp edges, it rushed to the mountainside behind him. There were a few people standing on the mountainside …
"What the hell!"
Fo You cursed. This guy, who had always been known for his laziness and carelessness, immediately turned into a cannonball when he found that the Demon Dragon was rushing toward him. His whole body emitted a scorching golden light, wrapped in the power of the gods and Buddha!
War Buddha!
Golden Light Protection!
This was the difference between a real warrior and an ordinary one. Fo You did not hesitate. When he found the danger, he directly rushed up and fought the Demon Dragon.
Jiang Zhibei's potato chips were still in his mouth. Du Yu was so scared that his glasses fell to the ground. Le Jiajia's beautiful face turned pale.
"I'll take care of it!" Fo You shouted to his good partner in the air, "I'll leave the rest to you!"
Fo You was very confident. This was the way he and Xia Fan had always been. As long as he could take care of the enemy, the smart Xia Fan would always have a way to kill the enemy. Along the way, it had been proven time and time again.
However, today Fo You did not hear Xia Fan's answer. At this moment, Xia Fan should be shaking his body, his eyes shining, and shouting, "Good!" or "Watch me!"
Every time he heard Xia Fan's answer, Fo You would always feel relieved. The so-called friend who had gone through life and death with him meant that he could entrust his life to him. Unless Xia Fan died, his promise would always be there.
What was wrong with him today?
Why didn't Xia Fan say anything?
Was he scared?
That was impossible. Xia Fan was not trying to scare Fan. This guy never knew what fear was.
Fo You was confused. When he looked back, his eyes suddenly widened.
He had never seen Xia Fan in such a state. He seemed to be fixed on the spot by the Body Fixing Spell. His body was motionless, especially his eyes, which had no spirit or light. They were like two black vortexes.
PS: He has been on the drip for 12 days. He has a low fever, swollen throat, ear pain, and face pain. He feels weak all over. This is not a tooth extraction. It's more painful than surgery. What's more painful is that the doctor said the inflammation will recur in a short period of time, and there is no way to completely cure it.
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