Nangong Luo Ao swore that he would completely kill the unknown ant in front of him with his strength alone, smash it with a bang, and wash away his shame with blood.

It's just that when the explosion sounded, Nangong Luo Ao realized that he either overestimated his combat power, or underestimated the strength of the young man in front of him who he thought was an ant.

The young man in front of him was not only not as Nangong Luo Ao expected, but he was shattered by his domineering attack.

On the contrary, the momentum grew stronger and stronger, and it rushed towards him with great speed.

Where did Nangong Luo Ao receive such bird anger, he was suddenly so angry that he shouted, just now he just flew with him, and he didn't go all out, how did he know that he was actually resisted by the ants in front of him, and he also had a villain face that wanted to be high with him.

"Damn! You forced Lao Tzu to kill!"

Nangong Luo Ao roared, and the space between heaven and earth seemed to be gloomy in an instant, and a gloomy black qi appeared all over his body, the speed was several times faster than before, and the power was even more amazing.

In the explosion that shook the sky, the two were about to collide together.

At this moment, when they were about to collide, the expressions of Zhan Mufeng and Nangong Luo Ao were extremely weird, but they were a little similar.

Nangong Luo Ao's eyes flashed with endless evil madness and coldness, but Zhan Mufeng just grinned indifferently.

In an instant, Nangong Luo Ao, who was originally like a cannonball, accelerated again.

At this moment, behind Zhan Mufeng, a pair of wings with a length of thousands of steps suddenly appeared, above the wings, between the agility of the wings, there seemed to be angels from the fairy world chanting in a low voice, and there seemed to be an abyss demon king laughing wildly in the sky.

"What's going on?"

Nangong Luo Ao was stunned for a moment, and he had already lost the trace of Zhan Mufeng.

Stunned again-

Nangong Luo's arrogant and powerful divine sense sensed the arrival of a huge threat.

From behind.

"Not good!"

Zhan Mufeng smiled coldly, stepped into the air, and with a single palm, a thunder arrow between nothingness and substance appeared out of thin air, and above the arrow, the breath of thunder and anger was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Without waiting for Nangong Luo Ao to react, the thunder arrow in Zhan Mufeng's hand had already been shot.

"Destroy the world and destroy the Great Thunder God Arrow, kill me!"

Nangong Luo Ao was completely shocked, and even, frightened.

Nangong Luo Ao never expected that the ants in his eyes were not only so strong in cultivation, but also so cunning.

The arrow attack in front of him was obviously extremely domineering, and Nangong Luo Ao thought to himself, even if he could take it, he would definitely be injured.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Nangong Luo Ao's body accelerated, flashing in the air in an instant, and at the same time, one after another spiritual power waves were struck, forming spiritual power shields, wanting to stop the thunder arrows.

Almost at the same moment, Zhan Mufeng's huge qi wings flapped again, and with a whoosh, he flew to Chu Fei'er's side, and slapped a palm with all his strength, shattering all the aura palms that were tightly bound to Chu Fei'er's body.

When Nangong Luo Ao reacted, he had already lost the trace of Zhan Mufeng.

Along with Chu Fei'er, he also disappeared.

"Damn!"

Nangong Luo Ao punched out, like a whirlwind on the ground, and the violent fist uprooted a large area of the sky tree, and then it was blown to pieces.

The flowers and trees that were originally full of vitality, as long as they were everywhere Nangong Luo Ao's fist went, all died, and then turned into pools of black and foul-smelling liquid.

The poison of Nangong Luo Ao's fist can be seen.

However, wherever Nangong Luo Ao's divine sense went, where was there still a trace of Chu Fei'er?

"If you fall for the poison of the Yi Poison Sect, without the antidote of Young Master Ben, you are also a dead end. Hmph, it's a pity that I didn't slaughter you ants with my own hands! It's a pity that this beautiful woman is like a flower!"

The Poison Sect, with only one poison, is enough to run rampant in the world!

The fierceness of the poison is almost impossible to solve, and the countless masters of the Nine Separation Continent, no matter how strong their cultivation is, almost all of them have changed color!

With anger and unwillingness, Nangong Luo Ao flew away.

Actually, Nangong Luo Ao really overestimated himself.

When Zhan Mufeng cultivated in the Spirit King Realm, he was able to escape his life from the quicksand corpse demon whose cultivation was stronger than him, not to mention that he was now a strong person in the Spirit Emperor Realm who was proud of him.

Zhan Mufeng is conceited and can fight with Nangong Luoao!

However, this battle must be a long and bitter battle.

Although, Zhan Mufeng also desperately hopes to be able to fight with Nangong Luo Ao.

But at this time, Chu Fei'er was highly poisoned and unconscious, how could Zhan Mufeng have the heart to fight again!

Zhan Mufeng didn't seem to realize that from the first time he saw Chu Fei'er, he had deeply cherished Chu Fei'er's shadow in his heart!

It's a love affair at first sight that will be decided to be lifelong at first sight!

This is a love that is one-sided but carved into the bone marrow!

Deep in the sea of ghost woods.

Zhan Mufeng hugged Chu Fei'er, looking at his white and flawless jade arm slowly glowing with faint black qi, feeling her increasingly weak breath, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain like a needle prick for no reason.

This is a feeling that Zhan Mufeng has never had, it is a kind of determination that would rather me die than live.

Zhan Mufeng just moved his mind, and suddenly, with Zhan Mufeng as the center, the aura of heaven and earth rotated, and within a radius of more than ten miles, countless flowers and trees, needles and velvet and tender flocculents, moved one after another.

It is as if countless skilled craftsmen are working together, and every flower, tree, branch and leaf has fallen in the most appropriate place at the most appropriate time.

In a few breaths, the ancient trees turned into straight and round beams and pillars, and the flowers with green leaves and soil flew over and regrew in new places.

A hundred miles away, two unicorn tiger beasts equivalent to the cultivation of the Spirit King Realm were fighting for their lives, and suddenly, a spiritual aura came like lightning, and the two psychic unicorn tigers were killed before they could even scream, and the two tiger skins were instantly peeled off and flew towards the ghost wood forest like lightning.

Almost all the birds, beasts, ancient trees, flowers and plants in this huge square circle have been activated, and everything seems to be chaotic, but it is extremely orderly and orderly.

The sable's eyes widened as he looked at the incredible thing in front of him.

In less than half a pillar of incense, a beautiful courtyard covering an area of 1,000 steps was completed.

Zhan Mufeng floated down, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, and felt her weaker and weaker breath, if it weren't for the white sable in front, he would almost burst into tears.

Facing the beauty with a weak breath and a confused consciousness, although Zhan Mufeng was anxious, he didn't dare to rashly disperse the thunder energy into Chu Fei'er's body.

If she is not careful, Chu Fei'er may die.

I don't know what kind of poison is being used by the Poison Sect, which can not only inhibit the spiritual cultivation of the poisoned person, but even suppress the consciousness!

Moreover, as long as it is contaminated with even a little bit of poison, once it enters the meridian qi sea of the human body, the poison will increase explosively, until the whole body is completely poisoned, if there is no antidote, once the spiritual power is activated, it will soon die of exhaustion.

Stealthy enough, ruthless enough, poisonous enough!

"Xiaobai, protect the Fa for me, if you dare to commit an offense, you will not be forgiven!" Zhan Mufeng resolutely ordered.

It was the first time for Bai Mink to see Zhan Mufeng's expression so solemn, and it was the first time to feel Zhan Mufeng's heavy trust and trust in him, and he secretly made up his mind that he would rather die in battle than definitely protect the Fa for his master!

"Don't worry, master! Unless I die, there will be no intruders!"

As soon as the words fell, the white sable nodded slightly, and immediately flew away.

Zhan Mufeng put Chu Fei'er on top of the tiger skin, and the spiritual power of the glazed battle tower suddenly operated, and a faint air tower tightly wrapped Chu Fei'er.

Waves of energy emanated from Zhan Mufeng's body, quickly overflowing in all directions, tightly entangling all the trees within a radius of dozens of miles.

Aoki's Qi Transformation Technique!

Beside Zhan Mufeng, a simple and profound air spring, running fast, the power of thunder emanated from Zhan Mufeng's body, mixed with a steady stream of wood essence, and merged into the qi spring.

What overflowed from the qi fountain was an almost imperceptible microparticle of wood essence, and in this particle, a trace of thunder power was encased.

Like smoke, like fog.

Extremely fine, very microscopic.

This extremely fine and tiny smoke dispersed into the glazed qi tower, and then slowly overflowed into Chu Fei'er's body, dispersed into the meridian qi sea, and then operated the purified toxins.

To some extent, this can almost be done by controlling Chu Fei'er's consciousness!

Although this is only the most superficial consciousness control, it is still very difficult for Zhan Mufeng!

The first wave of extremely fine and tiny smoke actually cleared some of the toxins in Chu Fei'er's body under such delicate control.

It's only a tiny, but at least it's effective!

Zhan Mu Feng was overjoyed, and gradually and very slowly accelerated the speed.

Rao is exhibition of pastoral style cultivation is strong, and under the full force, fine beads of sweat still appear on his forehead.