In a jungle, sometimes there is the sound of birdsong, and sometimes there is the sound of beasts galloping.

Yang Tian sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, and bursts of starlight circulated on the surface of his body, looking extremely mysterious.

After a while, Yang Tian opened his eyes and got up to move his muscles.

Last night, he left Tianyun Peak alone, preparing to go to the Cold Wind Canyon.

But when he was hurrying through the night, he inadvertently looked up and saw the stars in the sky, which suddenly made Yang Tian understand in his heart, so he found a piece of bluestone and sat down to cultivate.

The cultivation in the middle of the night has made the star power condensed a lot, and the strength has also increased a little, although it is a little closer to the breakthrough, it is still some distance.

"It's that I'm confused, my cultivation is "Heavenly Star Change", which is related to the stars, but I rarely look up at the starry sky and take a look, what kind of existence is the starry sky...... "Yang Tian blamed himself in his heart.

At this time, the sky is already bright, and the night's savings make the humidity in the early morning very heavy, but with the exposure of the sun, the humidity gradually decreases.

In the jungle, there are many fierce beasts, which lie dormant at night, but there are also some fierce beasts that like to hunt during the day.

There were some fierce beasts that soon discovered Yang Tian's existence, and with a trace of bloodlust, they quietly lurked, but before they could pounce, they fled in horror into the distance.

Yang Tian smiled, the fierce beasts in this jungle had the highest cultivation, that is, the cultivation of the ninth level of the Xuan Rank, and most of them were much lower than the ninth level of the Xuan Rank, so once they were about to get close to Yang Tian, as long as Yang Tian exuded a little breath, the fierce beasts would immediately flee.

Even, those fierce beasts of the ninth level of the Xuan Rank, after feeling the aura emanating from Yang Tian, were a little uneasy and vigilant, and after Yang Tian left, these fierce beasts seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Warriors are afraid of powerful beasts, and fierce beasts are also afraid of powerful warriors.

Yang Tian's footsteps didn't stop, shuttling quickly, but suddenly, his footsteps stopped for a moment.

Because, just around him, there was a "buzzing" sound, and with the "buzzing" sound, there were gusts of wind.

These winds are not the display of martial arts, nor are they the natural powers of fierce beasts, but the breeze that swings when the wings flapp, and the countless wings, as if superimposed, make the breeze a violent wind.

The ones who flapped their wings were palm-sized mosquito beasts, which specialized in sucking the blood of fierce beasts, and liked the blood of warriors the most.

When ordinary martial artists go out to practice, if they encounter this kind of mosquito beast, they are very afraid.

In fact, there are too many mosquito beasts, overwhelming, and it is impossible to kill all the mosquito beasts.

"Mosquito beast ......" Yang Tian's face changed again, he had also heard of this mosquito beast, but it was the first time he had seen it.

"Not good!" Yang Tian exclaimed, and the mosquito beasts in all directions actually flapped their wings and flew towards him.

These mosquito beasts, powerful mouthparts, even the martial artists refining the body could not defend against them, Yang Tian naturally did not dare to let these mosquito beasts get close.

So, Yang Tian's body shook, and he immediately changed direction, and his speed exploded, wanting to rush out.

At the same time, the moment he rushed out, when his right hand was raised, a sea of fire exploded, incinerating the mosquito beast in front of him.

Countless mosquito beasts let out a terrible scream in the sea of fire, but in the blink of an eye, all these mosquito beasts were wiped out.

It's very strange that the mouthparts of mosquito beasts can be pierced even through the body of a warrior, but in the sea of fire, the mouthparts cannot survive.

It seems, one thing descends one thing.

"Fortunately, most of the cultivation of these mosquito beasts are at the third or fourth level of the Xuan Rank, if there are a few Xuan Rank seven or eight levels, it will not be good!" Yang Tian rushed out of the encirclement of the mosquito beasts, and he was terrified in his heart.

But at this moment, Yang Tian's complexion changed again, his body shook, and suddenly flashed, and a fierce wind that was more powerful than before suddenly swept in from the front.

Yang Tian stood firmly, looked up, and found that in front of him, I don't know when, there were at least thirty or forty mosquito beasts, these mosquito beasts, their body size was larger, at least three or five palms in size, and the breath emitted reached the seventh level of the Xuan Rank, and there were several of them that reached the eighth level of the Xuan Rank.

"Hell, where did so many mosquito beasts come from...... Yang Tian was stunned, the fierce beasts were divided into four levels, Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, corresponding to the four realms of Martial Warrior Martial King, Martial Sect, Martial Master, and Martial Artist.

The fierce beast of the Xuan rank is probably the cultivation of the martial artist realm, and the strength of the fierce beast is far stronger than that of the martial artist of the same level.

These seven or eighth-level mosquito beasts in front of them can at least fight the strongest martial artists.

Of course, sometimes there are exceptions, and there are some powerful warriors who can fight many fierce beasts alone.

"Damn...... Run!" Yang Tian changed direction, his speed increased again, and in the jungle, his figure rose and fell, sometimes jumping and jumping, which was a distance of more than ten zhang.

Behind him, countless mosquito beasts flapped their wings and chased after them, but as time went by, the distance became farther and farther, and in the end, those third- and fourth-level mosquito beasts had already lost their traces of Yang Tian, and only those mosquito beasts of the Xuan-level ** were still pursuing.

Suddenly, Yang Tian turned his head, his eyes showed fierceness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it really easy for me to bully?"

Between the words, Yang Tian raised a finger with his right hand to the mosquito beast that was pursuing, and suddenly a giant palm of flame that seemed to be able to break through the sky was blazing, and slapped it towards the pursuing mosquito beast.

Then, Yang Tian left quickly, far away, he looked back, these mosquito beasts, it seemed that they were seriously injured, and they had turned to leave, and Yang Tian couldn't help but slow down.

Fang Cai, with Yang Tian's true strength, if he wants to kill him, it is not difficult at all, but he can injure a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, which is meaningless for Yang Tian.

This time, he was going to the Cold Wind Canyon, and the opponent he encountered was likely to be a strong man in the Martial Sect Realm, and with his current strength, he wanted to retreat with his whole body...... Hard.

Therefore, although Yang Tian was also very anxious in his heart, he also understood that before arriving at the Cold Wind Canyon, he must at least maintain his peak strength, and it is best to make a breakthrough in cultivation.

Moreover, he can maintain a speed that is neither fast nor slow, and he also hopes that he can meet Lu Feng and Lu Yishan on the way.

Lu Feng is a cultivator of the martial arts realm, he can fly with a sword, and it is very likely to fly with Lu Yishan, so following this jungle is the shortest distance.

Soon, another day passed, and in this short day, Yang Tian climbed over several mountains, crossed many jungles, and finally, a huge canyon could be seen in the distance.

That's exactly what ...... Coldwind Canyon.

When he saw the Cold Wind Canyon in the distance, Yang Tian already understood that if he maintained his previous speed, he would be able to reach it when night fell.

"Uncle Feng, Lu Yishan, I hope you're all okay......" Yang Tian muttered in a low voice, and then, he raised his steps and headed towards the Cold Wind Canyon.