The Legend of Qingpeng: Starting from the Costinus

Inside that deep and quaint bamboo house, a thrilling contest is hidden in the silence.

There were two demon lords, one of whom had the power of a dragon, with scales visible but his eyes seemed dull.

The other possessed the charm of a fox, with a voluptuous figure, charming manners, and her eyes closed.

However, at this moment, they are facing an unprecedented crisis together - the cruel invasion of the Heart-Eating Demon.

The strange methods of this heart-eating demon were like an invisible nightmare, silently corroding their will and soul.

Li Qing stood outside the bamboo house, his eyes fixed, and his spiritual eyes slowly opened, and a faint light bloomed from the depths of his eyes.

Not far away, the Heart-Eating Demon he controlled also turned his gaze towards the bamboo house.

At this moment, Li Qing and Gui Nu's perspective penetrated the numerous obstacles of the bamboo house and looked directly at the two demon lords.

Their faces were distorted, with expressions of pain that could hardly be concealed. The dark light surrounding their heads was like the whisper of death, foreshadowing the severity of the crisis.

But in this despair, Li Qing caught a glimpse of unyielding light.

Obviously, these two demon lords are still fighting desperately against the invasion of the Heart-Eating Demon, and perhaps they can still be saved.

With a plan in mind, Li Qing no longer hesitated. With a thought, a demonic power surged out of his body and transformed into a soul-stirring and bone-chilling wind, which suddenly penetrated the barrier of space and rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness of the two demon lords.

At the same time, outside the bamboo house, black fog was rolling, and it seemed to have life and was surging under Li Qing's control, spreading towards the shattered bamboo house.

On the other side, inside the bamboo house, a similar scene was happening in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two demon lords. A pool of mucus was clinging to their demon souls.

That pool of mucus was the incarnation of the two Heart-Eating Demons that had just died. It clung tightly to the demon soul, trying to devour it completely.

With the mucus as the center, the demon soul is like a piece of white paper stained with ink, and a stream of ink is gradually spreading on its demon soul, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

That was a sign of soul erosion and a harbinger of the two demon lords' impending downfall.

Feeling the vitality of the main body dissipating, the two heart-eating demons corroded even more vigorously.

They seemed to see the dawn of hope, and secretly prayed in their hearts: "May the demons from the outside world who killed our original body not know the details of our Heart Devouring Demon Clan!"

They knew very well that if they were discovered, they would face catastrophic disaster.

However, they now still have a chance to regain their vitality with the help of these two demon lords' bodies.

As long as they can successfully parasitize, they have a chance to survive.

Therefore, they tried their best to corrode the demon soul, trying to control it completely.

As the ink-colored area grew larger, the expressions of the dragon and fox heads became more and more distorted.

However, at this critical moment, a strange dark wind suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness like a rain from heaven, sweeping towards the mucus and the demon soul with destructive power.

Wherever the black wind passed, only a small portion of the mucus separated from the Heart-Eating Demon's body could resist it, and it disintegrated and turned into nothingness.

The demon soul struggled in pain, but also found a glimmer of hope in this struggle.

Then, with the help of this black wind, the demon souls of the two demon lords began to fight hard and launched the final battle with the Heart-Eating Demon.

As time went by, the evil spirit gradually gained the upper hand, and the heart-eating demons that stuck to it were cleared away bit by bit.

However, the expressions of the two demon lords were still distorted, but there was joy in their eyes.

Their movements seemed to be rehearsed. They quickly took out a jade bottle from the magic storage device, opened it, and began to pour the pills inside into their mouths.

Then he immediately exercised to refine the medicinal power and recover from the injuries of the demon soul...

Finally, this thrilling battle slowly came to an end, and the bamboo house was once again shrouded in a layer of tranquility and deep peace.

The moonlight shines through the sparse bamboo leaves, sprinkling on the ground in patches, as if it is heaven and earth's silent consolation for this battle.

Li Qing stood in mid-air, with faint fluctuations of demonic power surrounding him. He did not feel any joy in his heart because he had solved the problem of the Heart-Eating Demon.

Although the current crisis seems to have been resolved, the undercurrents behind it are far from subsiding.

Using the soul-detecting eyes, Li Qing's gaze penetrated the void and repeatedly scanned every inch of the skin of the two demon lords to make sure that the extremely cunning heart-eating demon had nowhere to hide.

At the same time, he commanded his loyal ghost slaves to conduct a final search inside the demon lord's body to ensure that everything was foolproof.

With the confirmation messages coming one after another from the ghost slave, Li Qing's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he slowly withdrew the layer of black fog that he had laid down just in case.

However, just when everything seemed to be returning to calm, something unexpected happened.

The Black Turtle Demon Lord behind him was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he saw that the figure of Li Qing, the owner of the Shadow Tower, suddenly became strangely blurred in front of his eyes, as if he was no longer a prisoner of this world, but had become a part of the laws of space.

I saw a faint afterimage swaying gently in place, and then it disappeared into thin air.

Li Qing himself, however, had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers as if by teleportation, and appeared in a deep forest thousands of miles away.

This mountain forest, with towering ancient trees and shrouded in clouds and mist, exudes an indescribable tranquility.

Li Qing stood above the forest, his eyes as sharp as torches, quickly scanning the surroundings.

Not far below, I saw the body of a psychic monk lying quietly on the ground, having lost all breath of life, looking particularly desolate.

This monk was once a parasite of the Heart-Eating Demon. Now, with the departure of the Heart-Eating Demon, his body has completely become an empty shell.

Li Qing frowned, and with the help of the vision of the ghost slave in his sleeve, he carefully explored the surroundings to make sure that he did not miss any trace of the Heart-Eating Demon's breath.

But this confirmation did not make him feel relieved, instead it made him fall into deep thought.

"This is a bit troublesome." Li Qing murmured to himself, his tone revealing a sense of regret.

Although he possesses extraordinary strength and escape methods, any negligence could be fatal when facing this terrifying existence that can parasitize people's hearts and control their wills.

Having faced the Heart-Eating Demon but failed to eradicate it completely, he will definitely be targeted in the future.

Besides, he still has a wife and children. If he lets him go now, if he is caught in a weak spot in the future...

However, Li Qing did not give up. His eyes flashed with indomitable spirit and determination.

Although the current situation is far more complicated and difficult than expected, he still has some means that he has not yet used.

Taking a deep breath, the demonic power in Li Qing's body surged like a surging river, gathering in his eyes.

As his demonic power was flexing to its fullest, his eyes seemed to have turned into a magic mirror that could see through reality and illusion, analyzing the invisible breeze around him one by one.

In mid-air, the wind that was originally illusory and elusive gradually revealed its essence under Li Qing's gaze.

They are no longer randomly wandering air molecules, but are given shapes and trajectories, like works of art carefully carved by invisible hands.

In the breeze, a human figure gradually became clear. It was the afterimage of the Heart-Eating Demon's escape, rushing towards the bamboo house at an astonishing speed.

His figure was as illusory as a shadow in the night, but he could not escape Li Qing's enchanting eyes.

Just as the human figure came near Li Qing, it seemed to realize something. It suddenly paused and then fell downward at an incredible angle, aiming directly at the lifeless body of the Divine Transformation cultivator below.