He looked at the monks of the demon clans around him and sensed a familiar aura from behind.

However, I don’t seem to have friends in the demon clan, so where does this sense of familiarity come from?

And the next moment, in a certain direction, these monsters and demon cultivators separated like tides.

A young man in the size of a normal human monk, dressed in white, was as fast as snow, slowly flew over.

"Little White Dragon."

Seeing the visitor, Qin Cheng suddenly realized.

I didn't forget this guy, but I just remembered that he was going to be imprisoned in Linjiang Ancient City prison for a long time, so I didn't think about that at all.

"It's you."

The little white dragon was also staring at Qin Cheng, with an indescribable complex light in his eyes.

Before, Qin Cheng did not look like a illusion in prison, but now it is the case, so at a glance, Xiao Bailong confirmed Qin Cheng's identity.

But even if Qin Cheng transforms into appearance, the way the demon clan recognizes monks is still different from that of humans.

Especially when the two fought, the original aura of the dragon on Qin Cheng left a deep impression on the little white dragon, and he could still recognize Qin Cheng because of this.

"I didn't expect you and I would meet again here." Qin Cheng shook his head and said.

"Of course, I didn't expect that the guy in Baiwu Prison who hurt me and vomited blood with one punch, which made me still worried about it would appear in the heart of the demon clan."

The little white dragon looked cold and grinned and smiled coldly.

The tone was full of frustration and reluctance.

In front of Baiwu Prison, so many demon clans and human cultivators, they actually lost to Qin Cheng without using their spiritual energy.

Then he broke the precepts after his explosion, but was actually scattered by the real dragon aura emitted by Qin Cheng, which was shocked and vomited blood.

This has become a proud and arrogant self, the stain and shame of this life.

"Bold human monk, dare to attack Mr. Long!"

"I'm so presumptuous. Today I will definitely want you to come and go."

"Kill him and take him out of nothing!"

Hearing this, the demon clan beside Xiaobailong looked angry, and felt a sense of unity of hatred and hostility, and shouted at Qin Cheng and others.

The spiritual energy in the whole body continues to spread, and the murderous aura becomes heavier and heavier.

The demon clan in the mountainous mountains of the Demon Realm can compete with human monks and keep their area from being taken away by humans.

In addition to some deep reasons, one of the major factors is also because the demon clan in the Demon Realm Mountains is extremely united.

Although the demon race is actually divided into different races, the bloodlines are also different.

But here, as long as you are a demon clan, you are a relative and a partner here.

This is also the reason why Zhu Ling'er, an alien demon clan, came here to challenge various geniuses, and even seized the galaxy token. Without the powerful demon cultivator, he would drive him away or even hurt him.

The genius of the demon clan represents the future of the demon clan. No matter what race and bloodline you are, as long as you recognize the identity of the demon clan, everything is easy to say.

The little white dragon is precisely the young genius of the demon clan and one of the heirs that the demon king is interested in.

Now that he heard that he was once injured by the tiny human in front of him, the demons were naturally furious.

"I'm in trouble. It turns out that I'm not a friend of my fourth brother, but a rival."

Qin Fen heard the words of Xiao Bailong and saw the excitement of the demon races around him, he couldn't help but feel even more excited.

It seems that this battle is unavoidable.

But Li Qianqian looked at Qin Cheng with some surprise.

"Baiwu Prison, Little White Dragon?"

Isn’t this prison the famous prison in the ancient city of Linjiang? Has Qincheng even entered that kind of place?


Chapter completed!