More and more people noticed the red spreading from the corner of the sky, like blood, flowing in the dark clouds and torrential rain. The people in the small temple were crowded, stretching their necks to look at this strange celestial phenomenon, Chen Qingqiu and Bai Mao glanced at each other, and she said silently:

"There's a demonic aura."

There is no need for her to deliberately open the eyes of heaven and increase her sensitivity, and the demonic aura visible to the naked eye has become rich with the heavy rain.

Bai Mao's brows furrowed, and he looked at the dark and reddish sky, where the rain like a waterfall was being poured down and pulled down. He grabbed Chen Qingqiu's wrist and squeezed through the crowd to the temple gate.

Ah Fu was trapped by the sea of legs, whimpering, and Chen Qingqiu couldn't find where he was. The rain was heavy, and everyone who stood under the eaves squeezed in, and the two of them squeezed out of the door, and there was no one there.

Without waiting for Chen Qingqiu to speak, Bai Mao pointed to the reddest place in the sky, extending backwards, which was the top of Kunshan. Her eyes widened, and her skin was already goosebumps from the cold rain.

"This is, this ......"

Bai Mao nodded at her with certainty, this kind of demonic qi fluctuation - there is no doubt that it was formed by the two demon fighting methods.

"It's really a narrow road."

"What?"

Chen Qingqiu didn't hear Bai Mao's words, she squatted down and picked up Ah Fu, who was stopped by the threshold. After a while, the two of them walked towards the side of the temple, and where no one was looking, they turned into a puff of white smoke and flew towards the crimson sky.

The rain was so heavy that Chen Qingqiu felt like she was wrapped in plastic film, and the rain fell down the air on top of it, unable to wet her body.

But when I flew up the hill again, the rain became more dense, and it was white, blurring my vision. Chen Qingqiu stared at the approaching red sky as hard as he could, and flew closer, and could see two figures suspended high in the air.

They stopped directly on the treetops, and the white grass erected an air shed, and the rain slipped down from both sides. Chen Qingqiu fixed his eyes and hurriedly looked at Bai Mao, only to see that the other party's face had sunk, and he watched the battle intently.

This is really a narrow road...... The monsters in the fighting method, one of them had huge black wings, constantly stirred in the rain, his short red hair was very conspicuous, he held a giant axe and slashed in the air, and countless rain threads were cut off with each blow.

"It's her...... It's her. ”

Bai Mao stared at the monster with two bird wings in the air, unaware of Chen Qingqiu's exclamation.

"White Mao! It's her! ”

The great axe slashed down at a woman, and it was hard to see what the woman was treading underneath, a red ball. She flicked a short stretch of red practice, softly dissolving the power of the giant axe.

The red weapon, compared to the simple monk's robe on her body, was a little weird. Seeing this, Bai Mao didn't know what to sigh for a while, and the two people who were looking for it actually fought in front of him.

The pine tree where the two of them stood was not far away, and the fluctuations between the demonic qi shook the tall pine tree, and for a time countless raindrops slid down, and only their small air bubble was spared.

Between the two demons, the giant axe had been chopped several times, and even cut down a section of the red practice, and the red strips of cloth fell flutteringly towards the treetops where Chen Qingqiu and them were standing.

Chen Qingqiu bit his lip and saw the red strip of cloth sliding in front of him. It wasn't the red silk she had imagined, it was more like something coarse rope woven together, and before she could make it out, the red cloth fell down.