"Don't fight with it, use your body to wrestle!" As Ge Xinglie shouted, the Purple Flame Evil Sword in his palm created several wounds on the Fox Spirit. However, a wound a few feet deep was really insignificant to the six-foot giant beast, and it was only a slight pain.

When the fox turned around, the big eyes of the thatched hut glared at Ge Xinglie, Ge Xinglie's body was suddenly shrouded in an indescribable cold, and the evil sword in his hand couldn't cut down.

With a single step on his four hooves, his whole body soared into the air, surging with flames of the burning city, chasing the figure in the air like electricity.

At this time, Qin Yan also turned into a cyan streamer and flew up, bypassing the chaotic claws and climbing onto the back of the giant beast, jumping one after another on the crazy twisting body, looking for an opportunity to swing his sword and slash at the two meat wings.

The fierce pursuit of the song was fruitless, and was slashed a few times by Qin Yan, he couldn't help but be angry, after a roar, a blazing fire broke out all over his body, and the flames that rose more than six zhang high in an instant were like the scorching sun falling to the ground, and several people nearby couldn't open their eyes immediately, and the heat wave alone scorched their clothes, and they couldn't care about it at the moment, and they scattered as birds and beasts.

The Fox chased after the three Tian Yuan Grandmasters in the flames, and it was carrying the prestige of the Soaring Flames at this time, how dare Qin Yan and the others fight with it, and they all ran away.

These three Tian Yuan Grandmasters, plus a Cheng Gang who is infinitely close to the realm of heaven and man, although they dare not get close to the fox, they are very good at running away, and they are cunning one by one. The giant beast chased after it for a while, and like a lion beating a fly, it trampled a mountain cliff into the ground, but it didn't even touch the cold hair of some of them. The son of the dragon born in the ancient world became more and more furious, and his red scales stood on end, and he felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and another breath of fire erupted, and the flames spread all the way from the cliff to the bottom of the mountainside, startling the women in the distance to scream.

This battle was originally limited to the Tian Yuan Sect Master, and the surviving Demon Sect disciples and Yu Hanyan and others were all watching the battle from a distance, and they watched and retreated. They were only halfway up the hill when the flames of the spurt spilled down, and although the group of people had escaped without danger, the screams had already attracted the attention of the great beast.

As an ancient xenomorph, its wisdom is no less than that of humans, and seeing that it is helpless to take four flies for a while, he hit the idea on the group of people who are retreating.

With a roar, it let go of Qin Yan and the four of them, kicked its hind hooves, and its huge body swooped down the cliff in the air, falling rapidly towards a group of disabled and sick people on the mountainside.

"Not good!"

"Oops!"

"This brute—"

Qin Yan, Ge Xinglie, and Hao Chengang spoke out at the same time. Their classmates and friends are all in one place, and they step on the big soles of their feet, and they can't tell which one is a righteous hero and which one is a scum of the demon gate. At this time, the three of them completely abandoned their gaps and guards, and at the same moment rushed in the direction of the fox.

Cheng Gang hesitated for half a second, but also made up his mind, and the nine-ring prison chain on his arm shot out, closely following Qin Yan and the others, and wrapped around the hind legs and tail of the giant beast.

The nine chains tightened in an instant, and Cheng's burly body was like being struck by lightning, and was pulled off the ground by the sudden huge force on the chains, and fell down the cliff slope. It's like a lion hanging a small rock from his tail with a rope and sliding down the slope. Although Cheng Gang's body is stiff, he also fell dizzy after throwing it on the rocks a few times, and was dragged down several times when he tried to stand firmly, and he smashed several rocks.

He couldn't help but regret it. In fact, he was originally alone, and he had no feelings for Zhu Fei and the fat man, the two cheap brothers, so he couldn't work so hard. It's just that after he saw the power of the Cunyi, he felt that the trip to the underground palace might be difficult, and it would be better to have a few more allies after all, so he decided to give it a try. Where did he think that if he tried it, he would also put himself in it, and this would have smashed the sixth mountain rock, what about Qin Yan and Ge Xinglie?

Cheng Gang was about to open his mouth to scold, when he hit his head on the rock again, his whole face was sunk in, Ying Ting's nose was also crooked, and the words in his mouth couldn't be scolded for the time being.

The people on the mountainside saw the giant beast chasing after them, and they immediately dispersed. The cultivation of this group of people is uneven, and their body skills are also different, and the gap is separated in the blink of an eye. The fast-moving Yu Hanyan and Xin Xian disappeared in a flash, while the fat man, Lin Muyao, Mu Chengxue and others, who were not good at light skills, wanted to cry without tears, watching the hideous faces of the fierce faces in their eyes getting bigger and bigger, but they were powerless to escape.

Lin Muyao and Mu Chengxue squatted down and hugged each other, not daring to look at the approaching sea of fire again. He Lianshan guarded them with his sword, and when he saw the behemoth beast rushing towards him, he couldn't help but feel worried in his heart, his face turned pale, and he secretly thought that this time he was going to die with Miss Mu.

At this moment, a piece of ice and snow suddenly appeared in front of them, dancing wildly, and a dense cloud of ice crystals condensed out of thin air in front of them, and then dispersed into snow particles in the sky and flew towards the giant beast.

Fang Yiyuan, who was a few zhang away from the back, had an abnormal flush on his face, his five fingers swayed, and he had words in his mouth. He and Song Qingsha are both magicians, and they are far from being able to compare with swordsmen like Yu Hanyan in terms of speed, plus they have used the escape forbidden technique before, and now they can't run anymore, so they have to fight to run out of oil and dry up the lamp to block the swords, praying that they can exchange for a glimmer of life.

However, the ice and snow in his arms were already covered by the sky when they flew in front of the monster, enough to envelop it entirely. The giant beast roared angrily, and the red flames around it rose again, licking the ice crystals in an instant. Fang Yiyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, his arms spread out, and two huge ice guns the size of buckets shot out of the air, crashing into his face and shattering into powder.

Seeing this result, Fang Yiyuan sat down on the ground in despair.

Song Qingsha struggled to shoot out two green seeds, which grew and sprouted in the air against the wind, but they were still burned to ashes in vain when the sea of fire around them came. The face of the first merry woman of the Demon Gate turned pale, she looked at Fang Yiyuan, and said softly, "I'm sorry", and her figure quickly swept into the distance with the rattan whip.

When Fang Yiyuan heard her voice, the expression in his eyes was not surprised, but showed a smile of relief.

'She still loves herself the most......

A few feet away, the fat man who fell into the ditch was looking up to the sky and howling: "The surname is Zhu, Lao Tzu is going to find you if he is a ghost——"

The other few weak Demon Sect disciples all looked desperate and looked like crazy.

The majestic body of the fox is near! ten, nine, eight...... When the giant beast the size of the city wall arrived in front of him, it had already occupied the entire field of vision, and people could not regenerate any thoughts of resistance from the inside out.

He Lianshan sighed, slowly put down the "dusk" held in front of him, turned around, felt the scorching heat wave behind him, and mustered up the courage to reach out and touch Mu Chengxue's cheek. In the last moments of his life, he only hoped to touch the tenderness he had dreamed of for the first and last time.

However, what disappointed him was that even at this time, Mu Chengxue was too frightened to think, and still instinctively shrank back, avoiding his palm.