The two demon foxes were originally sisters, and were born to a mother. They practiced in this Black Wind Ridge for hundreds of years and had already achieved certain Taoism. Only after practicing for more than a thousand years can they be called fox fairies. They are all monsters within a thousand years. It is said that it is difficult for people to practice. Throughout history, many practitioners have dreamed of immortality and immortality, and become immortals. However, people like Maoshan ancestor Mao Ying, who have great fortunes, cannot achieve the right result. They eventually refine themselves into a jade corpse, survive in the cave, without seeing the sun, moon, and stars, and live in darkness all day long.

It is even more difficult to practice small animals like this. They have to avoid hunting and go through several disasters and practice silently in darkness and loneliness. These two demon foxes cannot achieve the right result. Perhaps it is God's will. In the end, Zhou Ming swallowed the demon fox's inner pill, and all their spiritual power was transferred to Zhou Ming.

The practice of these hundreds of years can only be considered a demon. Their spiritual power is the so-called demonic energy. Zhou Ming stimulated his potential. His own practice could not fully control the demonic energy of the inner alchemy of these two demon foxes. The demonic energy emanated from the pores around him, and a solemn aura spread all over his body. However, this solemn aura once showed a faint white, surrounding him.

The black wet ghost energy that emerged from the grave was composed of the resentment of countless ghosts. Although there were many, it naturally could not be compared with the powerful demon energy emitted by Zhou Ming. Therefore, this formation would lose the magic power it should have because of the demon energy emitted by Zhou Ming. However, this does not mean that the formation would be cracked because of the evil energy emitted by Zhou Ming. Its energy is much weaker than before.

Therefore, Master Qingfeng felt that his actions were much more flexible than before, and Zhou Ming acted freely in the formation with his demonic energy without any influence.

At this moment, the mastiff was thrown on the tombstone by Zhou Ming, and it naturally hit hard. It tumbling on the ground for a while, and finally stood up. A bloody hole was broken on its head, and blood was flowing.

After the mastiff stood up, he looked at Zhou Ming with some fear, stretched out a blood-red tongue, licked the blood on his face, and Zhou Ming held the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and ran towards the mastiff quickly.

The mastiff's body was trembling at this time. It twitched its nose and felt a terrifying force from Zhou Ming's body. This force was impossible to compete with. Its throat still roared like a threat, but its footsteps were retreating continuously, and its tail was clamped.

A grim smile appeared on Zhou Ming's face, and a little flirting aura was faintly mixed with the face covered in blood, especially those eyes, narrowed into a slit, and a cold light flashed from that slit, as it was, the essence was biting, and the mastiff's eyes did not dare to look at it at all.
Chapter completed!