In the distance, the natural anger gradually approached, but it was indeed Nan Sihong who led many of his subordinates to chase after him.

Nan Sihong's perception is already more acute than Cao Zinuo's, and after being promoted, there is no one in this world who is more sensitive than Nan Sihong's perception, to put it mildly, only in terms of perception, there is no one in this world who can match Nan Sihong.

This is also the reason why although Heng was able to teleport, he was still not able to escape from Nan Sihong's pursuit.

A world realm, a cage, in this cage, Heng can't escape Nan Sihong's pursuit.

The breath was getting closer, but Nan Sihong also found that Cao Zinuo never wanted to escape, and Heng never wanted to escape, and the speed of the chase slowed down, but Nan Sihong's men still dispersed, showing encirclement from all directions.

On the top of the mountain, Cao Zinuo was still sitting cross-legged, without even opening his eyes, and Heng Ye was still sitting there casually, but he was eating and drinking by himself, he fled in a very embarrassed way, but he hadn't had a full meal for a long time.

At this time, since he decided not to run away, he will no longer abuse his stomach.

Nan Sihong led a few of his subordinates who followed him to the top of the mountain slowly, and the natural strength continued to loom under his feet, although it was a void step, but Nan Sihong walked extremely steadily with every step, and the few subordinates who followed him did not have the slightest worry and fear, and they didn't care about the air, just followed him.

Heng stopped eating, looked at this scene, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

This Nan Sihong is definitely an elite figure of the natural race, even if he has left the battlefield of the human race and the natural race outside, but in this space, it will also bring great threats to the human race.

The various things of the human race have never been a constant concern. In the old days. All you focus on is yourself. However, at this time, when he thought he was going to die, Heng thought of the word human race for the first time.

The wine bottle was thrown away from his hand, and Heng's right hand suddenly clenched, and a long sword overflowing with cold light appeared in Heng's hand.

Along with the long sword appeared a shield, and Heng slowly stood up, holding the sword in one hand. Holding a shield in one hand, but it was a standard Greek warrior preparation, his eyes were blazing at Nan Sihong and the natural race masters who came from Nie Kong, and his eyes burned with Yongxiong's battle intent.

Nan Sihong's figure was finally level with the top of the mountain, however, he did not step on the top of the mountain, but just stood in the air and looked at Cao Zinuo.

When Nan Sihong looked over, Cao Zinuo's eyes finally opened, and a slight regret appeared in Cao Zinuo's eyes.

Although belonging to different races, but for what natural race. What kind of human race, Cao Zinuo doesn't care. Anyway, he and Heng are not from the same world, but for Nan Sihong, Cao Zinuo admires his temperament very much, if possible, Cao Zinuo will never mind that he has such a friend.

It's just that, at the moment, it seems that this friend can't be made.

"You shouldn't have killed Dika."

Nan Sihong stood in mid-air, but his eyes were indescribably strange, as if he was remorseful, and seemed to be a little sad, peaceful coexistence was just a joke.

His hand stretched out slightly, as if it was a random finger, and a scorching aura suddenly appeared, rushing towards Cao Zinuo from mid-air.

The flames scorched the sky, covering the entire mountain top, Cao Zinuo's eyes suddenly became fierce, the Nine Heavens Slashing Sword was already out of its sheath, and the sword shadow instantly spread out.

The big sword swung sideways, but it flew the thing that struck it out of the way at once.

Cao Zinuo was slightly stunned, in mid-air, Nan Sihong was also slightly stunned, the power of the fire ghost Nan Sihong knew the way, but he never thought that he would be shot away by Cao Zinuo so easily.

"I didn't expect that I brought you into this world to really let you get good things, Cao Zinuo deserves to be Cao Zinuo."

After being slightly stunned, Nan Sihong sneered, his hands quickly began to seal, and in mid-air, the thing that was knocked away by Cao Zinuo showed his figure, but it was the original appearance of a fire ghost, a half-rotten face, and a hideous and terrifying appearance.

A hint of surprise flashed in Cao Zinuo's eyes, but he immediately recognized the fire ghost, however, a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Ghosts, especially fire-type ghosts, are indeed strong and abnormal at certain moments, especially this fire ghost, which is said to be a ghost, is actually counted as a monster.

It's just that whether it is a ghost or a monster, it is destined to be restrained by the sword in his hand.

Although it has not been used for nearly a thousand years, I don't know how many demons this sword has killed in the beginning, and I think most of them are no worse than fire ghosts.

And those many killings have already given this sword an innate aura of restraining demons.

With a swing of the big sword, the power in Cao Zinuo's body began to gather continuously, and at the same time, pure yang qi surged towards Cao Zinuo from all directions, and he looked up at Nan Sihong not far away.

"This, is this what you rely on, it's too weak, it's very disappointing."

Disdainful words, Cao Zinuo did not hide his provocation, in mid-air, and the faces of Nan Sihong's subordinates who came around changed one after another, exuding a strong murderous intent, however, as the object of Cao Zinuo's provocation, Nan Sihong's expression remained the same, but the handprints on his hands became faster and faster.

In the middle of the air, some vague shadows appeared, quickly surrounding the fire ghost, the speed became faster and faster, and gradually formed a rotating ball with the fire ghost, and Nan Sihong's voice sounded coldly at this time.

"Cao Zinuo, what's the point of doing this kind of battle of tongues, it's better to try the power of my summon again."

Nan Sihong's handprint stopped, but suddenly pointed towards Cao Zinuo, in mid-air, the ball disappeared, and a miserable white figure appeared, which seemed to resemble a fire ghost, but there was absolutely no trace of imagination.

A trace of natural aura emanated from this miserable white figure, and it was hard to imagine that such a weird-looking thing could exude a natural aura.

Cao Zinuo smiled bitterly, the thing in front of him reminded him of a sentence from the movie man ghost god sung by Uncle Ying, the ghost is on the ghost, and the king of Hades trembles.

Although it is not a ghost body in front of him, it is obvious that the thing fused by fire and ghost is definitely only stronger than ordinary ghost things, and Nan Sihong's secret technique is obviously more terrifying than that of a ghost body.

The ghost itself has a stronger ability than humans, if it weren't for the yin nature and the restraint of yang, I'm afraid that there is no Taoist technique in the world that can clean up the ghost thing.

And now, the yin qi on this fire ghost has been compensated for by the natural aura of those illusory shadows, that is to say, this thing in front of him is already a ghost thing without any flaws.

A ghost creature that is more terrible than a demon.

Cao Zinuo took a deep breath, and the strength of his whole body began to work rapidly, and on the big sword, a faint luster appeared.

It seems that Cao Zinuo seems to want to fight hard.

In mid-air, the figure of the fire ghost pounced again, this time, Cao Zinuo began to retreat, flying back, and Cao Zinuo seemed to have no power to fight back under the attack of the fire ghost.

Heng's eyes turned red, and he suddenly roared angrily, and he chased after the fire ghost with a sword and shield, and this man was desperate at this time.

It's just that before Heng rushed to the side of the fire ghost, countless strange auras had already appeared around him, and the summons under Nan Sihong instantly surrounded Heng.

Hand-to-hand combat, a hundred masters of natural races are no match for Heng, but, summons, the masters of each natural race can bring great trouble to Heng.

As he retreated, Cao Zinuo suddenly saw Heng's performance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even such villains who tend to be good and avoid evil will also have friendship.

With a smile, Cao Zinuo's retreating figure finally stopped, the big sword suddenly swung away, and the breath of the sun suddenly dispersed, as if a small sun appeared in his hand.

The fire ghost and Nan Sihong's summon fused, although it was to hide the two qi of life and death, but it was not flawless, at this time, the big sword in Cao Zinuo's hand was powerful, and the fire ghost suddenly screamed miserably.

Those Nan Sihong summons that were integrated into the fire ghost were squeezed out one by one, just a face, and the fire ghost had returned to its original appearance.

In mid-air, Nan Sihong's face suddenly changed, and what would happen to the fire ghost in his original form in that scorching sun breath Nan Sihong naturally understood, but at this time, Nan Sihong wanted to rescue, but it was too late.

The big sword swung unceremoniously, but it slashed along the fire ghost's waist like slicing tofu.

Jiuxiao Slashing Divine Sword, a sword that even a god can slash, but where is the fire ghost able to resist, a trace of smoke and dust gradually dispersed, and the fire ghost maintained a miserable howling posture and instantly turned into flying ashes.

"You're damned."

In mid-air, Nan Sihong finally became angry, the power of the fire ghost was nothing to him, but the fire ghost was an attempt by him to change the amount of his strength, to put it mildly, Nan Sihong's current strength has exceeded the limit of the marginal space, but it cannot rise, the only way is to go the opposite, try to hone with the attribute power that is comparable to his own strength.

And the fire ghost is a feminine ghost, but it has the aura of fire, but it is the best prop to hone Nan Sihong's strength.

At this time, this prop was destroyed by Cao Zinuo, but it seduced the most intense anger in Nan Sihong's heart, and his figure fell on the top of the mountain in a roar, and then his figure flashed in front of Cao Zinuo.

His palms were spread, as if he had made a move, but when Cao Zinuo greeted him with his sword, there was still a figure in front of him, but suddenly there was a palm wind behind him.

Cao Zinuo turned around quickly, the palm wind seemed to be faint, but it had disappeared without a trace, and the next second it appeared above his head.

A trace of cold sweat slid down Cao Zinuo's forehead, he thought about many possibilities of Nan Sihong's hole cards, but he didn't expect it to be hand-to-hand combat, and it was such an unbelievable hand-to-hand combat.

This kind of speed is already more terrifying than those summons, and Nan Sihong's traces are completely faster than Cao Zinuo's spiritual power network. (To be continued......)