While Lu Qingshan was working hard for the birth of sword-qi creatures, the battle between the underworld demons and An Cang Molong was still fiercely going on.

An Cang Molong is a monster, with extremely strong defense and physical body, and is very durable. As for the elegant middle-aged man, his methods are weird and treacherous.

Moreover, he seems to have another purpose. Most of the time, he passively accepts attacks and rarely takes the initiative to attack.

Under such circumstances, the battle between one demon and one dragon lasted for a long time, but there was no clear winner or loser.

In fact, the battle in the sky had lasted for four or five hours.

It was precisely because of this situation that Lu Qingshan was able to observe An Cang Molong completely from the side.

The irritability in Lu Qingshan's heart has not receded yet.

Boom!

The sound of bombing suddenly came, and immediately a blood-red light pillar suddenly rose.

Wherever the light beam passed, strange energy exploded between heaven and earth.

The blood-red brilliance enveloped the entire world in an instant.

As the red light flashed, a faintly angry voice sounded, "Who are you? How dare you attack me?"

Then, a figure rose from the sky in the bloody light and stood beside An Cang Molong.

"Jie Jie, you are worthy of being the great dream witch of the barbarians. He broke the seal I set so quickly." When the elegant middle-aged man saw this man's appearance, he remained calm and laughed in a hoarse voice.

Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan secretly clicked his tongue.

Just talk about how the Great Dream Witch disappeared out of thin air. It turned out that he was temporarily trapped by this elegant middle-aged man.

This demon's methods are truly extraordinary. He first trapped the Eighth Level Barbarian Great Dream Witch, and then fought fiercely with the Eighth Level Dark Cang Black Dragon until now.

More importantly, after he saw the Great Dream Witch break out of the seal, he still had no intention of retreating.

Are you preparing to fight one against two?

Are you really so confident?

"Senior Molong, I will work with you to capture this beast!" Above the sky, the barbarian Great Dream Witch shouted.

Obviously, he also discovered that something was wrong with this matter and decided to resolve it quickly.

"I'm afraid you don't have this ability." The elegant middle-aged man sneered.

"You don't need to worry about this anymore." An Cang Molong's huge mouth opened and closed slightly.

Immediately, a black tornado roared out from An Cang Molong's mouth.

This tornado rose in the air against the storm, spinning continuously and emitting powerful force, forcing the ground to crack. Pieces of soil were pulled upwards, and trees were uprooted and floated, and then torn into sawdust all over the sky.

The black tornado swept towards the elegant middle-aged man with a power that made Lu Qingshan's mouth dry.

boom!

A sound of thunder exploded in the clear sky.

When the tornado dissipated and the elegant middle-aged man reappeared, it was obvious that his hair was messy and his clothes were damaged. He had obviously suffered a lot.

The dark black ink dragon and the barbarian dream shaman standing quietly in the sky did not give him a chance to breathe. His body disappeared and passed through the space as if teleporting, killing the elegant middle-aged man.

"This is not enough!" The elegant middle-aged man shouted angrily. His body was filled with light, and in the blink of an eye, surging red flames rose fiercely from his body.

The red flames gathered into a huge fire curtain and shot straight into the sky.

The scorching heat causes the light to be slightly distorted.

Then, under Lu Qingshan's surprised gaze, the elegant middle-aged man turned into a monster.

It was a ferocious bird, with feathers all over its body as blazing red as gilt, and extremely smooth.

A pair of red eyes, like two volcanic craters embedded in the sky, so big and scary.

The fierce bird's body was even more covered in thick Lihuo.

"This is..." Lu Qingshan couldn't believe it, "Suzaku?"

The appearance of the ferocious bird transformed by the elegant middle-aged man is clearly that ancient spiritual beast, the Suzaku!

But the problem is that Suzaku is a spiritual beast unique to the human race.

Why does an elegant middle-aged man who is a demon turn into a red bird?

He searched his memory frantically and determined that in the ten years of gaming experience in his previous life, he had never heard of any demon possessing such a strange ability.

"What on earth is going on?" Lu Qingshan murmured.

He couldn't figure out the current situation, but somewhere in the dark, he had a vague feeling that he seemed to have missed something or some key information.

Roar.......

At this moment, An Cang Molong suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar.

The sound was loud enough to shake the heavens and the earth, shaking the whole world, like the roar of thunder.

Amidst this roar, Lu Qingshan's heart was shaken, and the energy, blood and spiritual energy in his body were churning violently, as if he was going to explode.

This is the terrifying strength of the Eight Realms. Just a roar is too much for Lu Qingshan to bear.

You must know that his current strength is completely comparable to that of a Void Refining monk.

Lu Qingshan opened his eyes wide and looked up at the blue sky.

After the elegant middle-aged man turned into the 'Suzaku', the barbarian tribe's sacred beast, his whole body was filled with divine light and ignited with fierce flames.

boom!

Suzaku hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out a stream of scorching flames that swept directly across the sky and the earth.

The terrifying temperature made Lu Qingshan, who was far away from the center of the battle, feel dry.

boom!

Suzaku responded with a black beam of light.

An Cang Ink Dragon sprayed out a beam of light and rushed towards the bright flame.

When the two collided, bursts of chi chi sounds erupted.

At this moment, the Great Dream Witch finally took action.

Pieces of characters appeared in his hand, densely packed and flying toward Suzaku, with a primitive meaning permeating them.

This is a fierce battle. Three terrifying entities that Lu Qingshan could not come into contact with even at the peak of his previous life are fighting to the death.

The three of them fought fiercely. Suzaku's huge figure was overwhelming, and in the Lihuo surrounding him, another layer of thick black mist appeared. It was extremely gloomy, and its attack power was unparalleled, cutting through the sky.

From his beak, streams of blazing flames spewed out, whizzing past, and the light of the fire was terrifying.

The sky and the earth were trembling, and the ground seemed to be shaking violently.

The level of terror in this existence is far beyond imagination.

The strongest pressure came, making Lu Qingshan's soul tremble slightly and tremble.

His face changed slightly.

Although everyone can kill the demons, he cannot participate in this level of fighting.

It's not even something he can watch.

It's better to leave quickly.

This thought flashed through Lu Qingshan's mind.

Another heart-shaking roar came. This roar contained powerful power, echoing in all directions and shaking away.

Although he was extremely far away from the battle site, he could not escape the impact of the sonic power.

The next moment, under the impact of this force, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Danger!

Lu Qingshan knew that An Cang Molong was really angry and was about to explode.

If he stays here for a moment longer, the danger will increase. If he is not careful, his head will be dislocated.

Lu Qingshan even suspected that whether it was An Cang Molong or the elegant middle-aged man, they actually discovered him early on, but they ignored him because of his low cultivation level.

Just like two tigers fighting each other, even if they find a mouse peeping in the distance, they will definitely not take it seriously.

Looking at the elegant middle-aged man who turned into a 'Suzaku' in the sky in the distance, Lu Qingshan gritted his teeth, jumped out from behind the big rock where he was hiding, and flew away into the distance, not daring to stop any longer.

Deep in the ancestral land, the two beasts were still fighting. A tsunami-like roar swept through the nine days, which was breathtaking. It reached the ears of Lu Qingshan who was flying away, causing his speed to increase unconsciously.

A few minutes faster.

The elegant middle-aged man from the demon race is a being of the eighth realm, and the strange figure that appeared on the other side of the dragon gate is at least a being of the seventh realm.

Why did the demons launch such a large-scale attack?

Lu Qingshan's heart was beating fast and he thought quickly in his heart.

Intuition told him, no...he didn't need intuition at all. As long as he had a brain, he could understand that what the demons planned this time must be extremely important.
To be continued...