The return of the tiger and the wind were beyond the expectations of Changsheng and Hu Ling.

Through the curtain, you can see a tall figure walking hard. After a few breaths, you will be found by someone.

Crisis is getting closer, but there is no way to escape when a person is born.

Facing the peak demon spirit, unless all cultivation is restored, there is only one dead end left.

When the crisis comes, Changsheng becomes more and more calm.

The experiences over the years have helped him develop a steady temperament. His mind suddenly moved his eyes.

After pinching Qianyunling, Chang Sheng had an additional snake-skin coat on his body, and the black robe was put away, and replaced by the black robe obtained from the Silkworm King's tomb.

A black robe can cover up the breath, while a snake-skin coat is used to disguise the snake clan.

The sleeping Sha Tai Sui was awakened and turned into a close-fitting sand armor, completely obscuring the breath of the body. At the same time, the snake-skin coat was activated.

Three methods were used at the same time, and Changsheng's disguise reached its peak.

Just as he spread the aura of the snake clan on the snake leather jacket, the curtain of the car was suddenly lifted up by a big hand.

The blue-eyed tiger Changfeng saw the outsider in the carriage at a glance, so he grinned: "In the wilderness, a lonely man and a widow, I think the saint is not hospitalizing guests, but meeting your lover hahahahaha...uh!"

Suddenly, Hu Changfeng couldn't laugh.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the young man in the car looked familiar. The next moment he was shocked, subconsciously jumped backward, and shouted loudly.

"You are the killing genius!"

Hu Changfeng once fought with Lingnan Zhantianjiao and recognized him at first sight.

As the leader of the eight tiger guards of the Divine Tiger Sect, Hu Changfeng can be called the number one demon under the great demon. He has never encountered an opponent of the same level, but the only one who kills Tianjiao is the same level powerful man he fears.

The opponent of that year appeared alive and was so close that he was so shocked that the tiger Changfeng was shocked and almost showed his demonic body.

He stepped away from a distance, stood firm, looking shocked and suspicious.

"Saint, what are you conspiring with Zhan Tianjiao? Are you going to rebel from the God Tiger Sect? Recruiting the human race!" Hu Changfeng first questioned the Saint, but his eyes were staring at Chang Sheng, an uninvited guest.

Hu Ling was speechless. She wanted to explain that she was being threatened now, but Chang Sheng did not let her speak.

Sitting in the carriage steadily, Changsheng looked at Hu Changfeng silently and told himself: "Lord Changfeng has recognized the wrong person. I am not killing the genius, but the saint son of the snake clan. He comes from Lingshe Mountain. My name is Qingxuan."

"Qingxuan? You aren't Changhentian?" Hu Changfeng felt a little overwhelmed.

The opposite side was clearly a killing Tianjiao, but he said he was the saint son of the snake clan.

"How can my guest be a master of the human race?"

Hu Ling felt the strange insect in his belly start grinding his teeth again, so he cooperated and said, "This is indeed the snake clan of Lingsnake Mountain, the saint Qingxuan, who has the bloodline of the great demon."

Although Hu Ling cooperated with Chang Sheng's words, she was very shocked at this moment, because Chang Sheng's aura had completely turned into the aura of the demon clan, and there was no more human clan aura.

Thinking of the snake-skin coat he wore just now, Hu Ling suddenly realized that he had a strange treasure that changed his breath.

"Snake Clan Holy Son?"

Hu Changfeng obviously disbelief and asked, "Since you are from the Snake Clan, why did you become the one who kills the genius?"

While questioning, Hu Changfeng sensed the other party with the unique perception ability of the tiger clan.

The result surprised him. The young man sitting opposite the saint was indeed full of snake clan aura.

The perception ability of the tiger clan is smell. Anything related to the taste cannot escape the tiger clan's nose. The tiger Changfeng can easily distinguish the human demon clan, and even the types of the demon clan.

If you don’t look at the appearance, just relying on the smell, you will be a big snake sitting opposite the saint, and the bloodline is extremely pure, and the breath of the great demon inheritance is faintly present.

The tiger Changfeng smelled the aura of a great demon on the snake skin coat, and this aura completely became the natural aura of a permanent life through the snake skin coat.

As long as you wear a snake leather jacket, in the eyes of other demon races, Changsheng is a snake race with the bloodline of the great demon or even the inheritance of the great demon, and his identity is amazingly pure.

"Because of hatred."

Chang Sheng's expression showed anger and said, "Hate needs to be remembered, and the best way to remember hatred is to turn yourself into an enemy. In this way, you can always remind yourself that the killing of the genius who killed my countless snake tribes is my lifelong enemy!"

The statement that he hates himself will turn himself into his own appearance is so shocked.

"You snake tribe are indeed cold-blooded guys. If you turn yourself into enemies, you won't be afraid of stabbing yourself to death when you look in the mirror."

Hu Changfeng muttered to himself, and even cursed a pervert in a low voice, but he believed Changsheng's statement.

Seeing that Hu Changfeng looked like this, Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, while temporarily escaping the crisis, Chang Sheng admired the owner of Qihuoju so much that he admired him.

Gu Wanao's methods are really clever.

After the big demon's snake skin was refined into a snake skin coat, even the demon spirit like Hu Changfeng could not tell that Changsheng's true body was human.

With such a means of refining weapons, Gu Wanao's realm is definitely not a golden elixir. He must be a master of Nascent Soul who is proficient in refining weapons. For some reason, he just couldn't hide in the world.

"What's the matter with the saint son of the snake tribe coming to my country of God and Tiger? What are you conspiring with the saint?" Hu Changfeng sat in casually and sat next to Changsheng, his blue eyes still exuding coldness.

Although he is not a human monk, the snake clan and the tiger clan are not very familiar with each other.

The snake clan guards Lingsnake Mountain and does not easily interact with outsiders. Now the saint son of the snake clan comes out of the mountain, which is new.

"It's not considered a conspiracy, it's just a search for a place of shelter."

Chang Sheng's tone was bitter and said, "Since Lord Changfeng came from Lingshe Mountain, you should know what Lingshe Mountain looks like now. Your home has been destroyed. I want to find a place to stay and find hope for my snake clan."

"Did you escape from the fire?" Hu Changfeng said suddenly.

Chang Sheng nodded bitterly and sighed a long time.

Hu Changfeng believed in his performance, but Hu Ling knew his true identity. At this time, he saw that Zhan Tianjiao disguised himself as the saint of the snake clan, and saw Hu Ling's mouth slightly open and his face looked incredible.

When did you become a master of acting in a arrogant manner?

And it's so realistic.

If Hu Ling hadn't known the other party's identity before, she would have believed that the guy sitting opposite was the Snake Clan's Holy Son, not the Slaying Tianjiao.

"Where did those terrible flames come from? Why did you Lingshe Mountain offend strong men?" Hu Changfeng started inquiring curiously.

"It's a long story. Since the ancestor at home left Lingshe Mountain, I am a human being at home, and disaster comes from heaven."

Chang Sheng shook his head and spoke in a bitter tone.

"That night, the sky fire was pouring back, and the whole sky seemed to have been stabbed into a hole. The terrible sky fire fell on Lingshe Mountain, burning the earth and scorching the mountains and rivers. My snake tribe suffered heavy casualties and was almost extinct overnight. If I hadn't escaped quickly, I would have been buried in the sea of ​​fire at this time.

As for the source of the heavenly fire, I have always been pursuing it, but my own strength is limited, so I came to ask the Saint of the Shenhu Sect to help me find out the root of the heavenly fire. Otherwise, if the ancestor in my family returns, how would I explain it?"

He took out his skills as a disguised master's uncle and Changsheng was familiar with the situation and frightened Hu Changfeng.
Chapter completed!