When Zhang Yifengyan made it clear that all the changes he had experienced, Qing Yurou's eyes became more and more strange.

"If this kind of thing is in the whole world, it is probably the first time. The Legend of Cang Ancient Demons is really amazing."

Even gods can never do this by turning a living person into a demon, but this young man in the ancient demonic legend has embarked on an unprecedented path.

Zhang Yifeng breathed a breath of turbid air: "If you can choose, who would like to suddenly change like this?"

After a pause, Zhang Yifeng then said, "But this is not a bad thing, it may be considered a good thing."

In his sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang Yifeng could clearly sense how magical this martial art that can be called strange is. It was far beyond ordinary martial arts and reached a supreme level.

"But...just look at your current appearance, you really look like a snake clan."

Qing Yurou looked at Zhang Yifeng's expression and actually felt a little from Zhang Yifeng's eyebrows and eyes. In the Qing Emperor clan, she had a unique feeling when facing those demon cultivators with very high cultivation.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng smiled bitterly and said, "Don't joke about me."

"What a joke? Are you just going to come to me and ask me to teach you the habits of the snake clan?"

Qing Yurou looked strange, her beautiful eyes turned into crescent moons, and it became increasingly difficult to suppress the smile in her heart. She grabbed Zhang Yifeng's neck and said, "Don't worry, sister is a snake, so let me teach you well, Brother Yifeng."

For several days, Zhang Yifeng was on this Mu Ling Peak, and Qing Yurou no longer pretended to be a disguise. Now the two worlds of humans and demons have been torn apart, and even the imperial clan has been completely incorporated into the Demon-Slaying Sect. It has nothing to do with whether it is a human or a demon. Therefore, Qing Yurou completely let go of her disguise and entrenched on this Mu Ling Peak with a snake body.

Zhang Yifeng followed Qing Yurou and imitated the snake's habits to live.

With human bodies, I have to say that this is quite awkward, but I don’t know whether it is because of the Cang Gu Demons’ Legend or Zhang Yifeng’s understanding, the process is quite smooth.

In just a few days, Zhang Yifeng was able to parade on the ground like a snake, but this look was too strange. Whenever he saw this, Qing Yurou would smile and lean back and unable to straighten her waist.

Fortunately, no one came to this Jiuhua Immortal Peak, otherwise, if you saw this scene, you would probably have to use magic weapons and trump cards on the spot to eliminate the devil and defend the way.

Zhang Yifeng straightened up from the ground, and his legs below his waist were still straight and landing on the ground, but his upper body was shaking straight and waiting for an opportunity to move. He looked like a frightened snake, ready to go.

Using this posture to activate the demon pill in your body, Zhang Yifeng felt that the waves of demonic power in his body became filled with an indescribable murderous intent.

The demons are essentially all things in nature, such as feathers, scales, flowers, trees, water and stones. Even if they turn into human forms, they still maintain the most primitive will in everything they do, just like the expression of murderous intent.

If you put it on a human cultivation, the more you have, the more you are cunning. How could you show your murderous intent so easily?

Even if the blood-sea enemy stands beside him, the vast majority of them can remain calm.

And the demon clan does not have so much cover. If you want to kill you, the aura that comes out of itself will be the first to tell you.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes turned into vertical pupils, and Guixu's eyes seemed to enjoy the feeling of the demonic power raging in his body. In such a demonic posture, Zhang Yifeng felt that the power of Guixu's eyes had been greatly improved.

"Yes, Brother Yifeng, you are becoming more and more like a snake."

Qing Yurou, who was coiled like a hill, looked at Zhang Yifeng, and said with a smile in her vertical pupils.

Zhang Yifeng's mouth twitched, dissipated the demonic power, stood up from the ground, stretched his limbs, and heard a burst of crisp sounds emerging from the limbs and bones. Zhang Yifeng grew a breath of turbid air: "It seems that if you practice with a demon, you can more appropriately attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

"Although it is said that the human race is the priest of all races, if you talk about attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it depends on my demon race."

Qing Yurou also dissipated her demon body, and a hint of pride appeared on her pretty face.

Zhang Yifeng nodded secretly. As Qing Yurou said, although the practice of demon cultivating is troublesome, it is not like human cultivation. It can be practiced in a few hundred years and drives flying swords thousands of miles away to take human life. Most demon clans have not even transformed for hundreds of years.

However, the things that the demon clan has practiced are steady and steady, step by step, and are quite steady.

For the demon race, there is no such thing as shackles of cultivation. As long as the demonic power in the body reaches a full level, then the heavenly tribulation, a few divine thunders will be struck down, and it will be surviving. If it cannot be overcome, it will turn into a pile of dry bones. A few hundred years later, it will be a hero again.

Thinking about this, Zhang Yifeng stood up and looked out of the Demon-Slaying Sect, thousands of miles away, the demon clouds rolled, and the gray and depressing aura swept across the earth.

"Is it the Demon Lord? A guy in this realm dares to cause trouble near the Demon Slaying Sect?"

"You don't know that now all the cultivators in the banned sect in the Demon Slaying Sect are accumulating momentum. When the secret formation of the Death Death Realm is opened, they will completely fight the life and death with the Demon Clan, and these Demon Clan will become more and more rampant."

After a pause, Qing Yurou's expression became a little dim: "For a long time, the casual cultivators and mortals in the Chaos Realm may be like being in purgatory."

"Haha, these guys did nothing at all."

From the last time that even the Heavenly Immortal Saint blocked himself from killing the Lotus Heavenly Saint, the entire Demon Slaying Sect's protection formation was dispersed. Zhang Yifeng knew that the cultivators in this Demon Slaying Sect were pedantic. Not to mention protecting the world, even his own acre of three has already rotted to the roots.

"On the contrary, don't you look down on this Demon-Slaying Sect's style quite? Why did you start to worry about it?"

"These guys live in a pampered manner, but the mortals in the world are innocent..."

As she was speaking, Qing Yurou shook her head, as if she felt that her words were not convincing.

The copper seal hanging around Zhang Yifeng's waist sighed secretly.

"Boy, these are all experiences specially created for you..."

Mr. Tong thought to himself, helpless. Although he wanted to tell Zhang Yifeng the truth, the cause and effect was too huge and he could not bear it.

Zhang Yifeng, who left Mu Ling Peak, resolutely walked out of the Demon-Slaying Sect's sect formation to protect him.

After several days of practice like a demon, the faith of all people contained in the heaven and earth crystal can no longer suppress the animal power, and Zhang Yifeng needs to be supplied by the power of faith.
Chapter completed!