The air that had been holding in his body suddenly gushed out, and he immediately coughed......

He could finally breathe a sigh of relief, because Wangying came.

I saw a white shadow galloping over, holding him with one hand, and a concerned voice sounded in his ears, "Red Maple, are you okay?"

Red Maple immediately nodded, "I'm fine, don't worry about me." ”

There were a few groans, it was the sound of silver light piercing the air, obviously, these silver lights caught the black shadow off guard, he not only released the red maple, but also dropped the ruby necklace in his hand to the ground.

Wangying can also take the opportunity to save Red Maple to a safe position.

"Who are you?, dare to spoil my good deeds?" Soon, the hoarse and trembling voice remembered again.

Wangying ordered Hongfeng to hide in a safe position, "You just wait, leave everything to me......"

"I know who you are, you must be a fool sent by humans, do you know, before you, more than a thousand human monks have died at my hands, and there are countless elven monks, what, do you want to come and die?"

The cold voice accompanied by a strong air flow came towards Wangying, and Wangying's feet were in a figure-eight shape, transporting most of the internal strength of his body to his feet, and firmly stabilizing the entire body.

The brocade robe was hunting, and the long hair fluttered in the wind, but on that handsome face, the eyes were as sharp as knives, the thin lips were cold, and the sword eyebrows that were obliquely inserted into the temples were full of coldness.

Wangying didn't seem to have a trace of elegance at all at this time, but a trace of evil aura shrouded his body. If you want to defeat the resentful spirit, you must first discard your benevolence and benevolence, and make your heart as hard as iron and as ruthless as a wolf.

"I'm not here to die, I'm just here to give you a ride, and if you're willing to wake up in time, we can save yourself from a fight. After Wangying finished speaking indifferently, silver light flashed between the good-looking ten fingers, and the silver needles between the fingers were full of internal strength, and a single thought flashed to shoot at the resentful spirit.

"I'm lonely and bored in the mountains, I'm a little itchy at vigil, I can't ask for someone to play with, how can I easily let go of this opportunity......?

The dark shadow suddenly dispersed, and vanished as the sound faded......

Suddenly lost his goal, Wangying's heart sank, resentful spirits are not human, all kinds of invisibility methods of human beings are traceable, and resentful spirits are very different, condensed by resentment, the body can be freely gathered and scattered, and it is difficult to capture at all.

"Red Maple, be careful. Wangying shouted loudly with cold eyes, although the resentful spirit of Dumi was powerful, but as soon as he got close to him, the subtle vibrations in the air could still be detected, and the red maple cultivation was weak, and he did not have this talent, the resentful spirit was formless and colorless, and it was the biggest threat to the red maple.

Red Maple didn't expect the resentful spirit to disappear suddenly, and immediately held his breath, his body was tightly attached to the trunk of the tree, his hands were clenched to the long sword, and his eyes stared around coldly.

The wind was still blowing in the mountains and forests, the whistling sound was deafening, and the sound of the branches shaking was mixed in with it, like an agitated beat, summing everything in the world into a tense, solemn, and uneasy atmosphere.

"Come out, didn't you say you had itchy hands? I don't have the time to play hide and seek with you. Wangying said loudly, a plain white robe and the snow melted together, it seemed that he himself was a part of this mountain forest, the only conspicuous thing was the long flowing hair like ink, hanging softly on both sides of the handsome face, and the eyes that were as warm as water were full of cold breath at the moment.

His eyes were suddenly attracted by the faint red light, and at a glance, he actually saw the ruby necklace that Red Maple picked up. He remembered that Red Maple put this necklace like a treasure, and said that he would give it to Ziyue in the future, how could Red Maple accidentally fall into the snow?

He bent down to pick up the necklace, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen this ruby necklace in the hands of the black shadow before he came, could it be that the resentful spirit of Du Mi would encounter Red Maple, which was caused by this ruby necklace? Could it be that Red Maple guessed correctly, this necklace was really Princess Mo'an's.

When he was about to ask the whole story of the red maple, the ruby necklace that had just arrived immediately trembled violently as if he was frightened......

How could it be?

"Give me back my necklace, you humans don't deserve it......" The voice of the gloom rang out suddenly. Wangying felt a slight vibration in the air, and the silver needles between his ten fingers shot out in all directions.

A dark shadow had enveloped it, but it was quickly shattered by the silver needle.

Although those silver needles were extremely powerful and powerful, they were like hitting the air of nothingness, and they could not exert the power of the enemy at all, and they sank into the trunk of the tree one by one, and the silver needles exploded in the trunk, and the trunk became sawdust in the sky, splashing everywhere, and knocking down other tree trunks, and in an instant, a large area of mountains and forests was razed to the ground.

In the night, this place is like a Shura arena, filled with gunsmoke and mess. The destructive power of human beings is really far greater than the productivity of nature.

This time, the shattered black shadow did not disappear suddenly, but quickly condensed together, becoming a behemoth dozens of meters high. The eyes are like copper bells, flashing with scarlet bloodthirsty coldness, the fangs are sharp like bull's horns, but the ends are like man-eating flowers, with a bloody mouth exposed, ready to devour everything.

Three heads and six arms, like a giant mountain, pressed towards Wangying. Wangying's magic weapon is the silver needle, and the silver needles just now did not work at all, and then using the silver needle at this time is obviously only a futile result.

Wangying stretched out his palms and pressed upwards, his beautiful eyes were wide open, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his handsome face was full of awe-inspiring color.

The long hair became more and more flowy like ink, and the whole body emitted a strong shock wave, and the sawdust that had been flying in the air was now frozen by this shock wave, like the dirt that existed between heaven and earth.

The resentful spirit didn't expect Wangying to have such a powerful mana, and the voice of the shadow sounded again, and the entire mountain forest seemed to vibrate, "Boy, sure enough, there are a few moments, it seems that this human race has not lived in vain for thousands of years, and today I must be going to play a good ......"

The voice was like a ghost, no, more terrible than a ghost, more gloomy and cold, like the sound of someone suddenly grabbing the throat and tearing it apart from somewhere in the body, like a struggle, like a roar, like a roar, like a cry......

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of rustling on the ground with thick snow, and Wangying had been using his mana to resist the pressure of the resentful spirits of Tarzan, and he had no time to take care of the things on the ground, and when he felt as if his feet were tied by something.