"I don't know what luck this damn leader of the Demonic Mouse tribe has left. He can actually get such a precious ancient beast crystal marrow."

The Yankong Battle Beast Messenger gritted his teeth and said, "It is using this thing as a reward to tempt me to help me deal with the elders. Until now, I haven't got the treasure, but I'm in great trouble. It's so damn."

"Hmph, it should be damned, you are so self-inflicted. Who made you so greedy?" Guan Heng sneered, and then asked the leader of the Dead Moxa tribe: "Tell me, where did you get this ancient beast crystal marrow? How many do you have?"

"No, no more." Hearing Guan Heng's question, the leader of the Deserted Mortals said tremblingly: "I only have one, really!"

"What?!" Hearing this, the Yankong Battle Beast Envoy next to him was so angry that he cursed: "You only have one bastard, why do you lie to me that you have many, and you have to give me ten times the amount as reward?! You dare to fool me, you deserve to die!"

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

"Bang!" Guan Heng shook his hand impatiently, and just slapped the other party's cheek. He made the Yankong Battle Beast messenger fly backwards, and hit the nearby cabin wall with a bang, and then fell to the dizzy.

"Do you dare to speak without permission, die!" Guan Heng said this lightly, then glanced at the trembling leader of the Demonic Moxa tribe, and asked again: "Do you really only have one ancient beast crystal marrow?"

"Really, really!"

At this moment, the leader of the Demonic Moxun dared not hide anything. Faced with Guan Heng's pressure, this guy could only choose to tell the truth: "Just this one alone, I took the boss's efforts to get it, and killed more than a dozen elite warriors for this."

Hearing this, Qing Huang spoke from the side and said, "Oh, where did you get it?"

"It's from..." The leader of the Demonic Mox was about to reveal the truth, "Boom!" Suddenly, the flying boat suddenly made a loud noise, and there were bursts of violent tremors.

"What's going on?"

Guan Heng, Qing Huang, the King of Ars and the Mother of the Insect were both puzzled. At this moment, the Duozui Han hurriedly jumped to the door and shouted: "Master Guan, an unknown enemy suddenly came outside. The other party flocked to attack the hull of the flying boat. The Desert Nether Fire has already dealt with them."

"Oh no, is it because 'that group of guys' is chasing me?!" Subconsciously screamed, and the leader of the Demortem clan hurriedly shut up because it felt that he had said too much.

"Hmph, it seems that you know very well what the enemies are from. OK, so let's take you over and have a look." As he said that, Guan Heng reached out and grabbed the other party's neck and picked it up.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side of the deck.

"Catch up--" "Kill all the bastards of the Dead Duckling Clan and take back the treasure!"

A group of aggressive orcs roared, jumped up from the flying boat they were riding, and landed on the deck here. They all shouted that they would tear the guys from the Dead of the Duckling Demon Clan to pieces, intending to regain treasures and other things.

These orcs are covered with blue body hair, with raptors with faces that look like carved falcons, with wings on their backs, but they have limbs similar to humans, wearing war armor, and are quite fierce and brave.

"Hu——" It was a while, and soon, the Desert Nether Fire suddenly swept with the wind and barely stopped the orcs in front of them, and then said coldly: "Stop, this is not the place you should come. Get out immediately, so as not to lose your life."

"Body of Spiritual Fire?!"

The orc leader in the lead roared: "Even if you are the guard dogs for the Dead Dungeon tribe, you can't stop us. The dead Dead Dungeon tribe leader will kill my 'Blue Feather Falcon Demon' tribe and take my treasure. This revenge is irreconcilable. Get out of here, don't hinder me from taking revenge!"

"Are you guys so arrogant?"

Although he heard the other party say that he had a grudge against the Dead Monster, before he received Guan Heng's order, Desert Minghuo thought that he needed to guard the deck and would never let the other party pass, so he ordered the other party: "Get out, otherwise you will kill him!"

"Damn it, I'll chop you!" The leader of the Blue Feather Falcon Demon was furious when he saw Minghuo and insisted on blocking his way. However, a falcon demon warrior next to him shouted: "Boss, you don't need to take action against it, I'll do it!"

"Swish!" As soon as the words finished, the other party was howling and swinging his blades, and attacking the Desert Nether Fire fiercely.

"The blind, flat-haired beast dares to take action and die!" Seeing that the other party was ungrateful, Minghuo naturally would not give it any face. He suddenly spit out a large spiral flame and hit the body of the Blue Feather Falcon Demon Warrior: "Huh!"

"Swoosh swish swish!" In an instant, the vortex of fire raged, barely surrounding the body of the falcon demon warrior. Although this guy was arrogant, he actually had a bit of solemn expression on his face. He immediately waved his double blades and danced into a circle.

"Swish swish swish swish!" The sharp blade flew up and down, forming a dense knife net in an instant, "Bang!" In the blink of an eye, the vortex of flames hit the knife net fiercely.

"boom!"

The knife net disintegrated in the blink of an eye. The double-bladed falcon demon warrior took a few steps back. Desert Minghuo laughed and said, "Hahaha, this is the end of you overestimating yourself. Let me tell you, Mr. Minghuo only used three success powers just now, otherwise you would have burned into a roasted bird."

"You!!" The double-bladed falcon demon warrior just boasted about his mouth in front of the leader, but now he was suppressed by the Nether Fire. He was suddenly a little angry and embarrassed. In awe, this guy wanted to pounce forward and attack.

"Let's go!" The leader of the Blue Feather Falcon Demon reached out to stop his companion at this moment, and then said: "There is no need to fight alone and waste time with this guy. Brothers, form a formation and work together to destroy this Nether Fire!"

"yes!"

"Soon!" As soon as the leader of the falcon demon said, his dozens of companions suddenly shook forward and quickly surrounded the desert dark fire.

"If you want to win more with less? You guys are not enough to see enough."

Desert Nether Fire is at least considered the overlord of a small area in the ruins. How could he take these falcon demon warriors seriously? He immediately rushed towards the other party's formation: "Let you taste the power of Uncle Nether Fire!"

"Clang clang clang!"

In the moment of lightning, all the falcon demons shone out their weapons together, and then collided fiercely. "When!" In the blink of an eye, waves of deafening noises spread rapidly. The Nether Fire, who was about to rush forward, suddenly felt an inexplicable resistance coming and rushed forward, and immediately knocked himself away.

"Hu!" It was not until it flew backwards several feet away that the Desert Nether Fire barely stopped the castration in the air. It was a little horrified and couldn't help but cry down: "What's this?"

"Effective!" Seeing the opponent's clanging sound of being hit by a weapon, the leader of the Blue Feather Falcon Demon was overjoyed. It immediately shouted: "Brothers, do it again!"
Chapter completed!