The demonic energy almost engulfed the southeast-facing skyline. It seems that it is not only Su Qingxue and his party who have seen it on the bank of the Canglan River before, but I am afraid that the demon cultivators who were originally guarding the other three directions of Baihuamen have also gathered here.

Looking at this formation, isn't the exile abyss pouring out? Where did the power come from to hold back the main force of Dao cultivation in the Western Wasteland? Is the strength of the banishing stream so strong? Thinking of the previous incident where Hanfei Zhenjun had injured Murong Chong at the cost of self-explosion, Su Jinge's heart was in turmoil.

Whether it was Dao Cultivation, Demon Cultivation or Demon Cultivation, the strength of the three parties was originally comparable. Being able to cultivate to the highest level is only equivalent to the late stage of Taoist cultivation. This bottleneck is like a line, imprisoning humans, demons, and demons together in an equal range. Murong Chong, who was only seriously injured under the self-explosion of a Yuanying True Monarch, is afraid that his cultivation has crossed this line. And Su Qingxue's cultivation is probably much stronger.

Sure enough, there is still an aura of the protagonist. The strength of the male protagonist and the female protagonist is growing in the Arabian Nights. Even the strength of the entire Exile Abyss is growing at a terrifying rate. If the protagonist's aura exists, then does that invisible force also exist. The fate of all people in this world is to achieve the male protagonist and female protagonist. In that case, the cannon fodder will eventually return to the life trajectory of the cannon fodder.

"Enlightened Daoyou!"

Just when Su Jinge's thoughts were in turmoil, a clear drink sounded in his ears, piercing his heart. Su Jinge's mind cleared up again. She looked at the Qingyunmen female cultivator beside her. This person Jindan was cultivated in the early days, and his eyebrows were sparse and his eyes were beautiful, and he was the Qingyunmen Jian Rou he had seen in the debate war that year.

If it weren't for Jian Rou calling out. I'm afraid that I am at risk of going mad. Su Jinge broke out in a cold sweat, secretly ashamed that his mind was not strong. She bowed to Jian Rou gratefully and said, "Thank you Jian Daoyou." ”

Jian gently waved her hand. Pointing to the southeast, he said: "Tianyin Qin Demon is the best at confusing people's minds with music, and Mingxin Daoists must be careful." ”

Jian Rou said, turning around and throwing out the colorful chain. The closest Ning Yuan Demon Cultivator to the two of them was drawn into two. Sure enough, with the clarity in Su Jinge's mind, he gradually heard a burst of piano sound coming from the southeast. Although the sound is weak, every note seems to have magical power, and it permeates everywhere.

At this moment, a thunderclap rang out behind the dark clouds. More than a dozen Qingyunmen monks crossed Su Jinge and galloped towards the southeast. Huge rains fell from the clouds and smashed into the earth with the wind. In the wind and rain, under the rapid flight, the clothes of the dozen or so monks unexpectedly swelled. The aura poured into their bodies in a frenzy. Countless small hurricanes.

Are they going to blow themselves up?!

"Withdraw!"

I don't know who shouted in the Dao Xiu, and everyone quickly withdrew to the west. Su Jinge couldn't figure out the situation, and seeing that those dozens of monks were about to blow themselves up, he slammed his feet, turned around and retreated west with everyone.

The torrential rain poured down, and the place where the Dao Demon was originally fighting became even more chaotic at this moment. Su Jinge only had time to pick up Zhang Meiren, who was standing in a daze, and felt a surge of spiritual power behind him. Su Jinge didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, and flew west with all his might.

Even the lowest-ranking monks are not to be underestimated in terms of the power of dying to blow themselves up. What's more, more than a dozen monks blew themselves up at the same time.

The cold rain numb Su Jinge's cheeks. A loud roar itself remembered. Suddenly, the mountains shook. A wave of qi smashed into Su Jinge's back, throwing her far away.

Su Jinge only felt a sharp long roar in his ears, and then a pain on his face, the fishy smell of mud and sand and bitter and salty rain poured into his nose together.

Su Jinge raised his face and spat out a few mouthfuls of muddy water. didn't care about the fact that his face hit the ground first, and quickly got up. The torrential rain quickly washed the mud off her body. Looking around, I saw a vast curtain of rain and a quagmire of wilderness. In a patch of muddy water hundreds of meters away from her. Zhang Meiren was propping up her body and looking southeast.

Su Jinge urged the spiritual power to withdraw the gourd magic weapon and walked towards Zhang Meiren.

It looks like Zhang Meiren and Consul Zhang came with the team that helped Baihuamen this time. The situation she couldn't figure out, presumably Zhang Meiren knew something. Su Jinge walked in front of Zhang Meiren. As soon as he opened his mouth, the question that came to his mouth turned into a foul one.

She grabbed Zhang Meiren with one hand, threw a gourd with the other, jumped up, and flew west with all her might.

Several groups of demonic qi quickly approached from the southeast, following the trajectory of Su Jinge's flight.

There were so many Taoist cultivators who fled together, the speed was fast and slow, and although the directions were slightly different, they were always heading west. In these four weeks, there are by no means only two Taoist cultivators, Su Jinge and Zhang Meiren. Within the scope of Su Jinge's divine consciousness alone, there were dozens of Taoist cultivators. And these demon cultivators only kept an eye on them.

These demon cultivators are all devouring cultivators, and there is one in the middle stage of devouring and one in the late stage of devouring. Even when Su Jinge was in the best condition, he could only overstep and deal with one. Without the Blackwater Killer, it's so difficult. Su Jinge smiled bitterly, and the speed at which he put the wind talisman on his hand became faster.

Gradually, Su Jinge realized that something was wrong, and this direction was right to the west. Why is there less and less Taoist aura that can be perceived, and even only her and Zhang Meiren are left. Mo is not.

Su Jinge raised his hand and patted his forehead, he had road blindness at this moment, but it was really a small life.

However, those demon cultivators were still following closely, sometimes close and sometimes far away, but the direction was always following them. Eighty percent is to avenge those demon cultivators who died in Baihuamen. The two demon cultivators who were higher than themselves didn't catch up for a long time, which was really weird.

Knowing that things are not good for you, but you don't know how the other party will act. This feeling is the most unbearable. Su Jinge thought about it, but he really couldn't figure out the situation, and his heart became more and more depressed. It would be nice if he had Qin Yunqian's brain. Su Jinge shook his head and spit out a sullen breath, cheered up and continued to rush to the "west" with all his might.

Su Jinge crossed the desert more than once. This time it was the most embarrassing and exhausting. The worst thing is that after running tirelessly day and night, what appears in front of me is not the village of the meeting place, but a strange river that has never been seen before.

On this side of the river is a vast yellow sand and a few points of verdant, and on the other side of the river is also a vast yellow sand and a few points of verdant. If it weren't for the two Dao cultivators who were also standing on the gourd, and the demonic qi that was also flying close to the river, the river would be normal.

Su Jinge gritted his teeth and was about to forcibly cross the river. A demonic qi smashed down, blasting several water columns in the center of the river, lifting Su Jinge back to the shore.

Su Jinge rolled a few times on the ground, withdrew the gourd with his backhand, and quickly sucked up the river water. The demon cultivators who caught up were stunned, not knowing why she made such a move. Didn't they chase her too tightly and force her into a delirium? Normal people can see that it is not the river itself that is stopping her, but them.

Just as these demon cultivators looked at each other, an even more powerful demonic qi fell from the sky. Several demon cultivators hurriedly leaned over and bowed, "Lord Kang! ”

Different from the momentum that was deliberately restrained on the bank of the Canglan River, the aura of a half-step demon infant monk was truly displayed at this moment. He hadn't done anything yet, and Su Jinge had been so overwhelmed by the huge momentum that he couldn't move a single point. Without the support of spiritual power, the gourd recovered its palm size and returned to Su Jinge's hands.

Kang Zhen looked at Su Jinge and said coldly: "Such a waste, you can actually kill Bai Xin." The momentum on Kang Zhen's body changed, and the killing intent burst out.

Seeing the situation, the mid-devouring demon cultivator hurriedly stepped forward and reminded, "Lord Kang, the order of the Snow Saint Venerable is. ”

When Kang Zhen heard this, the momentum on his body gradually converged. Without this deliberate suppression, Su Jinge immediately relaxed. It was as if the air around me had frozen and flowed again.

"I know you hate me. That year, I'm sorry. ”

As soon as I was relaxed, such a voice sounded in my head. Su Jinge saw with the peripheral vision of his eyes that Zhang Meiren was not far away, getting up and walking towards him.

I don't know why she suddenly told herself this. In the form of sound transmission, she must have other important things to say. Although the cultivation of several demon cultivators on the other side is high, in the end, spiritual power and magic power are different. I don't know if these demon cultivators can hear the transmission between them. Su Jinge held his breath and paid attention to what Zhang Meiren was going to say next, and when he observed the expressions of these demon cultivators, he saw the murderous intent in Kang's eyes reappear.

"Snow Saint Venerable, I will go and ask for sin." A monstrous demonic aura formed from under Kang Zhen's hand, and Kang Zhen watched Su Jinge slowly raise his hand.

Is this time to be done?

Even if you are defeated, you can't just die like this. Su Jinge stood up, and at the same time, his brain was running rapidly. Running all the way, the spiritual power has almost been exhausted. Even if it is a self-explosion, you must have enough aura in your body to be talented. And the fastest way for her to gather spiritual power was to extract it directly from the monk's body. These are demon cultivators in front of me, and I don't know if they will work. Even if she could, she might not have the chance to take a second step. After all, you can only rely on your own strength and speed.

The exercises of the Moon Worship Kingdom are only to temper the body, and there is no need for aura when practicing, and it cannot drive any aura when it is performed. As long as the speed is fast enough, there may not be no chance of a strike

Just as Su Jinge was nervously staring at the hyperactive movements looking for an opportunity, he felt a strong force hitting his side.

I heard a "pop" in my ears, and the cool river water poured into my mouth and nose. At the same time, Zhang Meiren's voice sounded in his head: "Even if you read the friendship of the same family, please send my father back to Fuguang." ”

The spiritual power of the riot and the deafening loud noise, even through the thick river, Su Jinge still felt it very clearly. A moment of scorching light pierced through the water, stinging her eyes slightly sour.

A storage bag staggered and sank, and Su Jinge reached out to hold it. Not daring to hesitate any longer, he dodged and hid in the space. (To be continued.) )

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