Sending the guys away, the madman looked down at his toes with a gloomy expression. If you look closely, you can see that there seems to be a puddle of red liquid hidden in the shadow of the fanatic, and something seems to be slowly wriggling in the liquid.

Looking up, the place where the Tianyuan Pavilion was located had been razed to the ground, and there were many sand and gravel stones in it, and the glorious atmosphere of the previous one was no longer restored, replaced by broken walls and ruins, and a desolate place.

The demon ape didn't know what it was affected by, it came without a head or a brain, and it left without a head or a brain.

He sighed deeply and smiled self-deprecatingly. Do you want to go home? Where is your home? Is it the Guiyun Mountain, which is full of fairy spirits and many immortals? Or is it the Huaxia with three mountains and five mountains, and mortals are the mainstay? Maybe there is only the small dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain.

The madman has not yet reached the Yuan, and he is still unable to fly, "These guys, I don't know how to give me a ride, I have really been blind for so many years of friendship of eating and living together, if I see each other again, I will definitely beat them one by one to relieve my anger." The madman said indignantly.

As soon as he was released from prison, his spiritual power had not fully recovered, but after walking ten kilometers, he was already about to collapse and die.

This will not work!

Lifted a breath, found the right direction, took a big step and strode out, since it was his own choice, naturally he had to stick to it.

The small broken house is in the eastern region of the mainland, and there are seven mountains, three gates and one hall in the eastern region, and the small broken house belongs to the jurisdiction of Yunshan.

The location of the Tianyuan Pavilion is still some distance from Guiyun Mountain, not to mention the small dilapidated house.

"It should be okay, come out. ”

The madman snapped open his eyes and roared.

I saw that a shadow gradually emerged from the position of the meter.

Take a gamble and see what you can summon this time.

The madman sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing slightly, and called out with his thoughts, only to see the red liquid below slowly spreading, perhaps for fear of startling something, the speed of the liquid was extremely slow, and after expanding out of the range where the madman's body was located, it was only about one meter, and it no longer continued to expand.

Looking at the madman again, the whole person was pale, sweat was constantly falling, and his body was shaky, as if he would fall down at any time.

The madman collapsed to the ground, how could this be!! why did this to me?!!!

Everyone knows that snails are already synonymous with slow speed, and a snail at this time is really going to die.

The snail looked around in confusion, then locked its eyes on the maniac lying on the ground, panting, and squirmed over and arched him.

"It's coming. The fanatic stared at the shadow excitedly and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Finally, the shadow slowly appeared, and it was a giant snail!

"Ah!!!!h

That's right, it just rushed out, and as for the snail's back, a guy who was not mentally and physically prepared was directly brought back to the ruins of the Heavenly Abyss Pavilion by the wind.

"Come back, you dropped something, stinky snail !!" The madman was stunned, he really didn't expect this snail to be so able to run.

I should have known that I should have pulled the old man to show myself, damn, it's so uneasy to go home.

"Go away, don't bother me. The fanatic slapped the snail and said, the snail itself is sensitive and soft, and it will immediately retreat when it touches everything.

"Forget it, something is better than nothing. The maniac turned over the snail, pointed ahead and roared, "Go!"

The snail seemed to understand the maniac's words, straightened his waist, imitated a starting position, and then rushed out.

"Hey, bro, don't run. The fanatic knocked on the snail shell.

The snail was stunned, looked back, and seemed to ask, what is the matter?

"Why didn't you say it earlier, you ran so fast?

The snail seemed to be too self-forgetful, and after waiting for a long time, there was still no trace of the turnback.

Helplessly, the madman suppressed the anger in his heart, re-spread the red liquid, looked at the position where the snail came out first, pressed it with one hand, and pulled it up hard, only to see that when the snail was pulled out, the whole body floated in mid-air, and the wind under him was running wildly.

The snail didn't seem to have reacted yet, and was still frantically maintaining its forward posture, for fear that others would not see its efforts.

It's like opening a blind box, and you never know what you're going to get.

"Tsk, the Wind Snail, comparable to the existence of the Wind Wolf, you can really run. The madman slapped the wind snail hard.

The fanatic sat back on the snail's back.

The snail didn't speak, and was aggrieved and lowered his head to be trained.

The fanatic talked there for a long time, but he didn't think it was interesting, so he simply stopped talking.

In fact, this has nothing to do with the snail, and when the snail descends on the red liquid, the corresponding information is transmitted to the maniac's mind. It was his own preconceived notion that snails could not run fast. It is also natural to suffer losses.

The big array is holding snails, and snails are holding up fanatics, and that scene is also unique.

"Let's go. ”

The madman uses his spiritual power to protect himself so that he will not be blown away by the wind.

"Formation. ”

The snail's body more than doubled in response, and this time it sat up, and it was just right.

Below the snail, the thin lines are connected, slowly transforming into shapes, the range is wide, and it starts from a hundred miles.

Whenever there is an obstacle in front of it, the wind snail will come to a sharp brake, and then go around, run, go around, run wildly.

One or two times is fine, hundreds of detours are really unacceptable, anyway, the madman now has a feeling of being loveless, and his face is full of despair.

Finally, more than a month later, I saw the human head at the edge, and it had already arrived in the border city area, which also indicated that the madman had arrived home.

In the desert sand, snails are racing.

Thousands of miles away, the madman sits on the back of a snail, and the scenery around the viewer: running trees, flying rivers, and jumping beasts.

The speed of the wind snail is really not to say, but the disadvantages are also extremely obvious.

The snail also seemed to be self-aware, shrunk in size, crawled into the red liquid and disappeared.

Finally back.

Although it was allowed to ride spirit beasts in the city, the madman looked at the snail and decisively gave up his stupid idea.

After getting off the snail and standing on the ground again looking at this border town, the madman was full of emotions.

"Hello, I've seen you a little bit, and I've gone back to the Soul Array. Otherwise, Master Liu will stew you and drink snail soup. The madman snorted.

This is the Soul Array, and it is also his greatest reliance and secret.