Lin Qing'er transformed into a huge wind leopard and carried me on her back, and asked anxiously: "Brother Lin Feng, how do you feel? Are you okay?"
I was a little confused by this sudden turn of events. Fortunately, my bones were not broken. I used the remaining power of the netherworld to use "Blue Dragon Jue" to recover from the injury.
After I regained my composure, I sighed and said, "I'm fine. Unfortunately, I couldn't kill him."
"Brother Lin Feng, you have done a good job. If they hadn't cheated, you would have killed that pretty boy." Lin Qing'er said angrily.
I turned around and looked around, and the one who attacked me just now was actually a three-headed dragon, the third level ghost king. The black dragon has now transformed into a human form, covered in blood, lying in the arms of a little girl with a ponytail.
Looking at the current situation, we are at the end of the road. My Nether Power has been exhausted, and coupled with the injuries on my body, even if I swallow the best Nether Crystal now, I won't be able to recover that quickly. It's even more impossible to defeat this three-headed dragon at the third level of the Ghost General.
I took out 20,000 top-grade Nether Pills from my storage bag and swallowed them in my mouth. The only thing I can do now is to regain my strength so that I can survive the battle later.
The little girl with a ponytail hugged her pretty face and said, "Brother Long Ming, how are you? I must let grandpa kill that big crocodile to avenge you!"
"Young Master, I will help you get rid of him now." The three-headed dragon said.
Long Ming shook his head and said coldly: "No need, he is my prey, he must be defeated in my hands."
"Yes, yes, young master, I will deal with the remaining demon clan now!" the three-headed dragon suggested.
Long Ming hesitated for a moment and waved his hand to express rejection. He originally wanted to recruit these Fengshen Guards and let them serve the Holy Clan, but each of them would rather die than obey. Since they are unwilling to surrender to the Holy Clan, it stands to reason that it would be better to kill them all. But Long Ming doesn't think so. He is the future master of the Saint Clan. What he wants is not to fight and kill. What he wants is to conquer everyone with strength and make them willing to serve the Saint Clan.
Long Ming stood up slowly, pointed at me, and asked loudly: "I want to know your name."
I transformed into a human form and replied: "My name is Lin Feng."
"Okay, Lin Feng, right? My name is Long Ming. We will meet again in the future. I hope you can be like today." Long Ming said word by word.
After finishing speaking, Long Ming said to the three-headed dragon: "The men and horses of the Fengshen Guard have arrived, let's withdraw."
The three-headed dragon cupped his hands and replied: "Yes, young master."
The three-headed dragon transformed into an old man with a white beard, gathered the masters of the three-headed dragon tribe in the village, and left with Long Ming.
After Long Ming and others left, I took a deep breath. I was already prepared to fight to the death, but I didn't expect that Long Ming actually let us go, which made me feel a little incredible.
The black flames on the ground were not extinguished yet, and my claws of the divine beast were still stained with the blood of the black dragon. I directly used the "Blue Dragon Art" to absorb the claws of the divine beast and the remaining black dragon essence and blood in the air.
Although these blood essences are not as good as the blood essences of real divine beasts, Long Ming is a quasi-divine beast and a dragon. His blood essences are much stronger than those of ordinary monsters. I tried to absorb the remaining black flames on the ground and found that it really worked. I tried to melt these black flames into the black flames in the shape of a black dragon, and found that the power of the black flames was actually a bit stronger than before.
If I encounter Long Ming using black flames next time, I will definitely not be as embarrassed as this time. Absorbing his black flames is a good way to deal with it.
Ten minutes later, Lin Mo finally arrived with more than twenty Fengshen Guards, and I was completely relieved.
"Brother Lin Mo, why are you here? We almost died at the hands of the saints." I complained.
"Brother Lin Feng, this is all my fault. When I was following you just now, I accidentally got lost. If we hadn't seen the black flames here just now, we might not have been able to get there! Is everyone okay?" Lin Feng asked.
"Brother, everyone is fine. It's just that they are all injured and need to recuperate." Lin Qing'er said.
"It's okay." Lin Mo said.
Lin Mo asked Feng Shenwei to search the entire village. There was no one inside, and no useful clues were found.
After discussing with me, Lin Mo decided to leave the village and return to the Fengshenwei camp, fearing that the Saints might backfire.
On the way back, I told Lin Mo exactly what happened tonight.
When Lin Mo heard Long Ming's name, he was immediately shocked and said with a smile: "Long Ming is the young master of the Holy Clan. You can actually take advantage of him. It really surprises me."
"To be honest, if I fight him again, I have no confidence at all. The narrow victory this time is entirely because of his carelessness." I said seriously.
"Whether it's careless or not, you win this time anyway. But you have to be careful, this person is not a simple character. I think there will be many opportunities for you to meet in the future." Lin Mo reminded.
"I didn't expect that such a simple action would actually cause me to provoke such a difficult opponent. Not only did I consume a lot of top-quality Nether Pills, but the entire action still yielded nothing. Now I don't even have the resources to practice." I complained.
"Brother Lin Feng, you don't have the resources to turn to me! I am responsible for the Fengshen Guard's actions this time. Although there is no big gain, you should get a lot of rewards for your contribution to defeating the young master of the Saint Clan, Long Ming." Lin Mo With that said, he handed me a storage bag.
I took the storage bag and poured in the power of the netherworld to check it out. There were actually one million top-grade netherworld pills inside. I exclaimed: "So many! Brother Lin Mo is really generous! Thank you very much!"
"Brother Lin Feng, our demon tribe has clear rewards and punishments. As long as you can do your best for our demon tribe, you can get top-quality Nether Pills and divine beast essence and blood," Lin Mo said solemnly.
"Brother Lin Mo, don't worry. Since I have joined the Fengshen Guard, I will definitely do my best to serve the demon clan." I said following the trend.
"What is the price of the blood essence of the sacred beast?" I continued to ask.
"There is the Chengyang Chamber of Commerce on the human side, and basically anything can be purchased with Nether Pills. But it is different here on the demon side. Things like the essence and blood of divine beasts, ghost weapons, exercises, etc. are basically exchanged for war merit." Lin Mo explained
"War exploits?" I asked doubtfully.
"In short, it is the corpse of a saint, even if it is in the realm of ghost generals, but it will have less military merit." Lin Mo said.
I suddenly realized at this moment, no wonder when Bai Xin and I wiped out the three-headed dragon tribe, they even gave me some three-headed snake corpses, but I refused. Looking back now, I feel a little regretful because I didn't appreciate their kindness. However, there will be many opportunities to kill the saints in the future, so I will just kill more when the time comes.
Returning to the Fengshenwei camp, I immediately returned to the room to consolidate my realm. This battle with Long Ming made me understand the gap between him and me. The form of the divine beast formed by the essence and blood of the divine beast is not as powerful as I imagined. For example, the black flames of the black dragon form are obviously weaker than the black flames of the dragon's roar.
What I urgently need now is the essence and blood of mythical beasts, preferably a large amount of essence and blood from one or more mythical beasts, so that the power of the form of the mythical beast can be maximized. My current strength is not enough to go to the battlefield and fight against the saints in the intermediate realm of the Ghost King. I can only hope to rely on the training of the Fengshen Guard to kill as many saints as possible in the primary realm of the Ghost King.
