Five miles outside Chang'an City, barren forest.

The flowers swept through the pine forest like a bird, and the wind behind them blew the leaves like needles, making an ominous rustling sound.

Hua Yan's eyes revealed a faint gold, and a layer of golden mist floated around her body.

Those yin winds wrapped around something, and followed closely behind, like ghosts, but the magic was strong.

Hua Yu couldn't see anything, and could faintly hear the laughter of men and women not far behind her, which rang on her head, and her scalp was numb with laughter.

Her heart is not good, she and the three demon Dao that Nangong Yi killed in Qiongzhou are not comparable at all, she can feel their spiritual power, and it is very strange.

Due to the different ways and depths of cultivation of different people, the breath of releasing spiritual power is also different, but there is usually only one breath on a person's body, but Hua Wei can feel that the spiritual power of these things behind her is very complex, just like forcibly mixing many spiritual powers together, and then forcibly releasing them, so the strength of each attack can vary a lot.

Hua Yu remembered what Gui Du said before she died, that spiritual power can be snatched from others. At first, Hua Yu thought she had been deceived, but now it seems that it is true?

Isn't this the same as changing skins? Bloodlines are mutually exclusive, and it is impossible to succeed.

At present, we have to think about how to clean them up, the enemy is in the dark, we are in the light, and the situation is very unfavorable.

Originally, Hua Yan's plan was to take advantage of the absence of the owner of Rong'an Houfu, and she took advantage of the weakness to rescue Lingxiao, but she didn't expect that she was smart but was mistaken by being smart, and was ambushed by the demon road, and fell to the ground at that time.

Fortunately, Hua Yu reacted when her life was at stake, and forcibly suppressed and limited the movement speed of those things with her talent, gaining time to escape, and at the same time quickly opened the magic circle, so that the opponent's support was trapped in the mansion.

She turned around and ran out of the city, and the wind chased after her like a mad dog.

Hua Yu reacted quickly between the lightning and flint, Rong Anhou not only wanted to use Lingxiao to threaten herself to do things for him, it seemed that she also wanted to catch herself to threaten others.

With her cultivation now in the realm of Yuan Ying, her spiritual power is a little deeper, and she can still hold it after running for a while, but she must set up a formation before her spiritual power is exhausted so that the other party has no power to fight back, but she tried a few times and found that she had no chance at all.

She couldn't see where these things were, and there were no human skins around her at the moment, but those things were laughing all the time, and Hua Wei could probably tell where they were coming from.

Another problem is that she is not only unable to set up a formation, but also to dodge their attacks.

It would be nice if Nangong Yi was here, Hua Yu thought expectantly, the reason why she was able to succeed last time was because Nangong Yi blocked most of the attacks for her, she just needed to catch their weaknesses, but now there was no one to protect her.

Hua Yu deeply felt that Nangong Yi's golden finger was simply against the sky, and it was okay to ignore the damage of the spell!

"Hee-hee-hee-haha-haha!" Another shrill laugh pressed against her back from far and near, and Hua Wei felt as if someone had climbed on her shoulder, startling her with goosebumps, and she threw a spiritual power backwards.

"Fooled. A hoarse male voice screamed, Hua Wei turned around, felt that she had hit something, and the moment she looked up, the other party punched her in the chest, Hua Wei quickly jumped up, and rose backwards with her strength, landing under a tree.

She felt dizzy in front of her eyes, and then the wind blew wildly, and half of the sunlight in the forest was blocked.

Hua Yu narrowed her eyes, and five or six figures faintly walked out of the black mist in front of her, they were wearing black robes and hoods, their faces were very pale and stiff, but there were no cracks on their faces, not like they had been replaced.

The Taoist priest at the head had a dead face, with a green and faint light like a vicious wolf in his eyes, and when he opened his mouth, it was a woman's shrill voice, which made her hair stand on end.

"Your little way, it's a bit strange to cultivate. The shemale Taoist priest looked her up and down. "Yuan Infant Realm? No, it seems to be more than that. ”

Hua Yu was a little surprised, this thing seems to have a clear mind.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Hua Yu asked coldly as she lit a piece of rune paper and burned a golden flame.

"I'm a god, little girl, do you want to be a god? Let me eat you, and you'll be one with me." The man took two steps forward, and the corners of his mouth suddenly cracked, and a string of saliva flowed.

Hua Wei: "...... I'm a Taoist priest of Taiyuan Temple, you dare to hurt me?"

The eyes of the demon Taoist priest showed a look of vigilance, while the eyes of the other Taoist priests emitted a stronger light, "It turned out to be Taiyuanguan!

Hua Fei: "......."

"What are you doing here?" the shemale Taoist priest asked, this time in a rough male voice, "Why did you come to Chang'an?"

"Naturally, I'm here to arrest you. Hua Yu sneered, "If you don't want to die, it's best to go back to Jihua Mountain with me." ”

"We won't die!" the shemale priest screamed again, clenching his throat again.

Hua Fei: "......."

"As long as you die, there will be no one to hinder us!" Several demon daoists showed vicious looks in their eyes, and the spiritual power on the demon daoist suddenly exploded, like a tsunami, and the spiritual power roared and swooped towards Hua Yu from mid-air, wanting to drown her.

Hua Wei ran back, but the other demon paths immediately hid the shadow in the yin wind, blocking her way from all directions, and when Hua Wei panicked, her eyes became more and more dizzy, and the wound on her back also hurt sharply.

A silver aura vibrated out from mid-air, breaking the tsunami of spiritual power, and the fierce wind caused by it made Hua Yan's eyes unable to open.

After the storm passed, Hua Wei saw the person clearly.

"Qi Ding?" she was surprised, and then she was pleasantly surprised, he was here, and this fight would be won!

Qi Ding was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with gold thread, and the black boots under his feet stepped on a pitch-black ancient sword, his aura was lofty, silent and upright, and the spiritual power around his body floated with an angry aura, like an angry god in the lower realm.

Qi Feng brushed his sleeves with one hand, glanced back at her indifferently, and snorted, "Shame." ”

Hua Fei: "......"

"Not convinced?" Qi Feng raised his eyebrows, raised his sword and swept his hand, his tone was leisurely full of contempt, "The disciple of Yuanyu Zhenren, he can't even beat this kind of non-human and non-ghost, am I wrong about you?"

Hua Yu pursed her lips and defended: "They attacked me, I was injured, there is no way." ”

Qi Ding's eyes turned cold and asked, "Where are you injured?"

Hua Yu looked behind her and said, "I have stopped the bleeding with spiritual power, it seems that there is no poison, but it hurts a little, I don't know what weapons they use, you be careful-"

Before she finished speaking, she saw a brilliant silver light suddenly explode around Qi Ding's body, and the silver light flowed on the jet-black ancient sword's body, making it coated with a layer of silver frost.

Qi Feng swung his sword and slashed away, and a silver arc broke through the air and slashed to the opposite side, Hua Wei only had time to see those demonic black robes being torn into two parts, and their pale faces didn't even have time to have expressions, and they were cut off by the silver arc.

"Keep your mouth alive!" Hua Wei pulled the corners of her mouth helplessly.

Qi Feng slowly fell to the ground, tucked the long sword into his sleeve, and the tip of the sword was not even stained with blood.