"This ......" Su Bing'er's heart was shocked in an instant, the injuries on her body were healed in an instant, and the mysterious power was still dormant in her body, slowly repairing the injuries.

As soon as Leng Xiaoshi walked out of the door, Tang Daojun looked excited, "Let's go quickly, out of Wushan Town." ”

"Okay." Leng Xiaoshi followed behind him and quickly ran towards the outside of Wushan Town.

And outside Wushan Town, within a hundred miles, a team composed of psychic realm spirit masters was lurking in the mountains and forests at this moment.

"Commander, do you think they're really going to leave town?"

"Yes, definitely, my Nantian's judgment will never be wrong."

At this moment, a voice came from behind him, "Report to the head of the group, the deputy head of the group asked me to tell you, the color of the tracking charm is getting darker and darker, and that person is almost here." ”

"Well, that's the case, give the order to go down, so that the brothers are ready to kill at any time."

"Yes."

……

As soon as Leng Xiaoshi left the town, he felt a streamer flying in the sky behind him, like a summons order. But he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only run, he didn't want to have a large number of psychic realms against the Spirit King.

"Boy, you are surrounded, and there are at least thirty psychic realms around you." As soon as he entered the 100,000 Great Mountain, Brother Sheng's voice suddenly sounded in Leng Xiaoshi's ears.

"Stop, Tang Dao, stop." A cold sweat suddenly broke out on Leng Xiaoshi's forehead, and his eyes swept around.

"What's the matter, Brother Shi?" Tang Daojun was dressed in a white power suit, stopped suddenly, turned around, and looked at Leng Xiaoshi with a blank expression.

"We seem to be surrounded." Leng Xiaoshi's face was vigilant, his eyes were locked, he looked around, and his steps were faintly steady.

"Boy, it's not like you're surrounded, it's besieged, brothers, come out." Without waiting for Tang Daojun to reply, above the woods, a beast-skin figure stood in the air, with yellow spiritual power circulating on his body, holding a big knife, and the killing intent in the tiger's eyes was overwhelming.

As soon as the words fell, dozens of big men walked out behind the surrounding trees, and the spiritual power on their bodies was possessed, faintly visible, and the breath of the psychic realm was very deep. Tang Daojun saw that he was surrounded, and couldn't help but quickly approach Leng Xiaoshi, his face also instantly showed murderous intent, and the cold murderous aura on his body faintly penetrated his body.

"Who are you?" Compared to Tang Daojun, Leng Xiaoshi was more calm, the spiritual power on his body slowly possessed, vigilant around, but his tone was very calm and authentic.

"Abolish my son, you ask me who I am, don't you think you are looking for death?" The animal skin coat on Nantian's body was windless and automatic, and in an instant, the momentum of the Spirit King Realm instantly enveloped the audience.

Leng Xiaoshi only felt that his body was heavy, and he seemed to be suppressed by something.

"Boy, just tie your hands, let me abolish you, and then cut it with a thousand knives to vent the hatred in my heart." In the next breath, Nantian's words fell, his figure flashed, the yellow spiritual power in his hand condensed, and he slammed into Leng Xiaoshi with a punch.

"Hit the small one, come the old one, the shameless family, scum." Leng Xiaoshi's figure flashed, and he narrowly avoided Nantian's punch, but he was still bruised by the strength of the fist and withdrew a long way.

"Boy, who are you talking scum, do you want to die quickly?" As soon as Nantian heard Leng Xiaoshi's scolding, his complexion couldn't help but change, he became more hideous, and the spiritual power on his fist condensed even more violently, and he punched Leng Xiaoshi.

Sensing that there was a group of psychic realm spirit masters behind him, Leng Xiaoshi felt that there was no way out, and he couldn't help but gather the spiritual power of his whole body and block the fist of Nantian.

"Poof."

Suddenly, Leng Xiaoshi felt that the spiritual power in his hand had turned into nothing, and an even more violent force rushed into his body. In an instant, he was knocked upside down and flew out, and blood spat out.

"The shameless scum will bully the small with the big, and it is really the supreme state that regards the face as nothing." Leng Xiaoshi covered his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a ruthless face. But there was a roar in my heart.

"Brother Sheng, if you don't make a move, I'm going to return to the Nine Shadows."

"Don't worry, someone has come to save you. You hold on. Brother Sheng's very irresponsible voice came into Leng Xiaoshi's ears, almost making him scold.

Where did this barren mountain come from, savior,. Leng Xiaoshi roared in his heart,

"Boy, if you still have a hard mouth, then Lao Tzu will have to send you to heaven, ah, Yellow Wind Fist." Nantian's face was hideous, and a spirit was released, and the yellow spiritual power on the fist instantly condensed into a merry phantom, blasting towards Leng Xiaoshi.

It's over, and this time it's going to be dead. Seeing the fist shadow approaching, Leng Xiaoshi muttered in his heart.

"Hmph, the little Spirit King also dares to hurt my apprentice, get out."

In an instant, a strong aura permeated the surroundings, and Leng Xiaoshi saw a dark red light flashing, and Nantian screamed, "Ah! Then he flew upside down for dozens of meters, spitting out a mouthful of blood on the ground, apparently seriously injured.

"You...... Are you, Spirit Emperor? Nantian looked frightened, and his heart was slowly bitter at the moment, he was here to take revenge, but he didn't expect to provoke a strong man in the Spirit Emperor Realm.

"Dry tongue." Simply spit out two words, and the black-robed old man flicked his fingers, and a dark red spiritual power flew out, instantly sealing Nantian's mouth.

Last night, the black-robed old man slowly turned around and looked at Leng Xiaoshi with a smile on his face, "Little brother, I want to take you as an apprentice, I don't know what you think." ”

When Leng Xiaoshi saw him, he couldn't help blushing, and yelled in his heart, "There are such ugly people in this world, but they are so confident." ”

"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, you will frighten Brother Leng like this, come on, Brother Leng, remember me?"

At this moment, a bloated body squeezed into the crowd, dressed in a white robe, the head was bare, a layer of stubble covered it, and two dripping eyes stared at Leng Xiaoshi.

"You're, oh, that stinky Taoist priest is red." Leng Xiaoshi patted his head and suddenly remembered.

Yihong also stumbled when he heard it, and he almost didn't stand firm, "That cold brother, not a stinky Taoist, I am a leading cultivator, I will officially introduce to you, my name is Ling Yihong, during the cultivation, the Taoist number is Yihong, known as Brother Hong, and he is good at ......"

"Ahem, ahem." The black-robed man on the side coughed deliberately twice, and his eyes glanced at Ling Yihong.

As if sensing the eyes of the black-robed old man, Ling Yihong couldn't help but smile awkwardly and stopped talking, "Let me introduce you to you, this is my uncle, named Tianxia Demon Control, and his strength is definitely very strong." ”

"Hello, seniors in the world." When Leng Xiaoshi heard this, he bowed his head slightly and said respectfully.

"Hello." The extremely ugly face of the demon in the world showed a smile.

Leng Xiaoshi almost didn't fall down when he saw it, "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue, juniors are grateful, that juniors still have urgent things to do, if it's okay, I'll retire first." ”