Jiang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the big yellow cat, and the moment the invisible fluctuation diffused out, Jiang Mo noticed that there was a powerful divine thought fluctuation that spread out, and faintly, it was still above the power of his divine thought.

It's just that the power of that divine mind is a little weak, like a drowning person, and it may be submerged at any time.

The big yellow cat's four paws touched the ground, and the fat body trembled slightly, and after ten breaths, the invisible fluctuation swept back again, entering the big yellow cat's heavenly spirit cover.

At this point, the lines under its feet disappeared completely, as if they had never existed.

"How is it?, have you found that place of great creation?" Jiang Mo asked.

"Hmm!" the big yellow cat nodded, looking into the distance with a slight melancholy, "But the place of creation is in the depths of this battlefield. This immortal felt a few breaths in it, and it was even stronger than you!"

"Are you sure you want to go?" said the big yellow cat, rolling its blue eyes.

"Go, why don't you go? Since you said that it is a place that can bring me great creation, why don't you go?" Jiang Mo smiled.

"Hey, Ben Xian is planning to find a powerful thug to capture some fresh blood food for Ben Xian. If you insist on going, this immortal will naturally have to follow, and you must not be allowed to stay there!" said the big yellow cat with a sigh.

Although its strength has dropped countless times, whether it is experience or extraordinary perception, even Jiang Mo in the previous life may not be able to catch up with it!

"If I can really obtain the great creation that you speak of, I will keep my promise and catch fresh blood and food for you!"

Jiang Mo smiled and touched the head of the big yellow cat, but it caused the latter to scream again and again, this head has only been touched by a super strong person at the level of the Immortal King, a little Martial Emperor, what is it to touch?

After leaving the cave, the big yellow cat was too lazy to walk, so he lay directly on Jiang Mo's shoulder and showed Jiang Mo the way.

Don't look at this fat big cat looks very big, in fact, it weighs less than twenty catties, which is not a very difficult weight for Jiang Mo to bear.

After a hundred miles, the air became hot, and the sun in the sky scorched the desert, causing the air to be scorched and a distorted feeling.

Along the way, Jiang Mo saw no less than ten fights, but no one took the initiative to provoke Jiang Mo.

Gradually, I went deeper into the battlefield, and I could feel the murderous aura that rushed to the sky, just like the substance, which made the weaker ones tremble with their legs and feet!

"Run! These demon clans are really all demons, a hundred times more ferocious than the wild beasts!" A guy with a white face like a scholar, with oil on the soles of his feet, faster than anyone else, he said to himself as he ran: "Damn, Lao Tzu hasn't taken his daughter-in-law yet, but he can't be killed by this group of demons." ”

"Also, the sect master may promise me that as long as the sect can be rebuilt in the future, I will be fully responsible for the finances of the sect, and if you think about it, you know that it is a beautiful difference that is so rich, hehe......"

The white-faced scholar-like fellow, thinking about good things while running away, was almost pierced through his body by a spear thrown by a demon clan with all his might.

"Wang Wentao, don't be chattering like your mother, don't run faster, when the demon king comes, none of us can escape!"

The guy who looks like a white-faced scholar is Wang Wentao, not far in front of him, there is a young man with a cold face, who is the top ten disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect, He Yandong!

After such a long period of training, although the strength of the two has not reached the Martial Emperor Realm, it can not be far behind.

However, the demon clans behind them were chasing after them for three hours!

The dozen or so demon clans with rock skin all over their bodies, although their individual strength is not as good as Wang Wentao and He Yandong, they cooperate with each other very tacitly, not to mention being able to defeat Wang Wentao and the two, it is definitely not a problem to entangle them.

Once Wang Wentao and them are entangled, then when the reinforcements of the demon clan arrive, the two of them will definitely not be able to escape!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The sound of breaking wind sounded, and the special spear of the demon clan carried a blazing fireball on it, and under the desperate escape, Wang Wentao's clothes had been burned by the fireball, and his back, which was whiter and tenderer than a girl, was also roasted with scorched black marks.

"**** bastard, if this is on the territory of Lao Tzu in the Eastern Xuan Realm, I have to peel you all and cramp!"

was hit in the back by the fireball again, Wang Wentao suddenly bared his teeth in pain and scolded.

However, before Wang Wentao finished scolding, a shadow suddenly fell on his head, making him and He Yandong, the figures of the two rushing forwards, suddenly solidify.

"What's going on?" Wang Wentao looked up in surprise, only to see a person in a blood-colored robe in the sky, his skin was as pale as a ghost, and he fell far away towards the two.

"A strong man at the level of a demon king! Sure enough, he is chasing him, it seems that he is in danger of escaping today!" He Yandong frowned, and a touch of deep worry flashed.

Boom!

The demon king slammed his feet on the ground with a booming sound, the ground trembled, and yellow sand flew up.

"I've seen the Blood Demon King!"

After seeing the comer, the demon clan who was chasing behind Wang Wentao and the others immediately bent down and knelt down, kowtowed and said.

The tall Blood Demon King didn't pay attention to the demon clan who kowtowed, but looked at Wang Wentao and He Yandong coldly, and said, "I can't see that there are still tenacious people like you among the human monks!"

He Yandong gritted his teeth, didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly handed out a sword towards the Blood Demon King, although he was not his opponent, it was not the style of the Holy Martial Sword Sect to sit back and wait!

Clang!

The speed of that sword was so fast that even the air was torn apart, making a piercing sound of breaking wind.

However, the speed of the Blood Demon King was even faster, and he poked out his fingers at random, and then he clamped the sword, and then, his two fingers were slightly forced, only to hear a bang, and the long sword that had reached the seventh-order true martial weapon suddenly split apart and shattered!

The strength of the Blood Demon King came along the broken sword, and directly flew He Yandong out, smashing heavily into the sand pit.

Seeing this scene, Wang Wentao suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and cried: "Sect Master, I can't stand you! Wang Wentao is going to live up to your expectations, this Shura battlefield is too cruel. Wang Wentao only wishes to be a disciple of the Holy Martial Sword Sect in the next life!"

Wang Wentao looked like he was sacrificing his life for righteousness, and even He Yandong, the nine-star martial king, was knocked away with one move, and Wang Wentao also knew that today was the leader of the big disaster!

"Hehe, who said you were going to live up to my expectations. With me, this mere demon king can't move my disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect!"

A gentle laugh came from behind Wang Wentao, and it was Jiang Mo who had just arrived.

(End of chapter)