A month later, thousands of miles away from Qingshan Town.

At this time, it was the time when the moon was dark and the wind was high, but the jungle was impermeable and stuffy, and the unknown insect cries made people feel inexplicably irritable.

Crash.

The weeds shook, and a black shadow suddenly burst out, panting.

His clothes were in tatters, and the blood had congealed.

If it's not Yang Yifan, who is it?

"Boy, is it exciting?"

The demon's voice rang out.

Stimulate!

It's definitely exciting!

A group of fourth-order phantom wolves comparable to the strength of a late-stage martial artist in the Yellow Extreme Realm followed behind, could it not be exciting?

Yang Yifan didn't have the strength to speak at all, there was already a faint sound of breaking the air behind him, and black shadows were chasing after him rapidly, walking on the ground in the jungle, like a ghost shadow, he couldn't see the appearance clearly, only a stream of bloody evil qi came to his face.

Boom.

Yang Yifan could only grit his teeth, put his feet a little, and threw himself forward again.

If he has spiritual power, he can easily shake off it with a thunderbolt.

Or it is not difficult to use the fire dance silver snake to kill the group of shadow wolves.

But now, he has no spiritual power.

With the strength of his body alone, he can't do a group of shadow wolves at all, so he can only escape.

It wasn't until dawn that the sunlight began to fall through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and the chasing ghost wolves dispersed, and Yang Yifan fell to the ground with a bang, and after running for a long time, he also reached the limit, and a pair of feet were completely unconscious.

However, in this situation of being in extreme danger at any time, the potential of his body was squeezed out little by little, and before the change, without performing the Thunder Blast, his speed would definitely not be able to reach such a fast, and he would not be able to hold on for so long.

。。。。

Two days later.

"Boy, are you cool?"

Cool your sister!

Yang Yifan scolded in his heart, this evil demon is perverted, two days ago, he attracted a group of ghost wolves, and he finally got rid of it, and today is even better, and he directly stabbed the nest of a group of colorful bees.

As early as in the Qingyun Mountains, he had tried the difficulty of the multicolored bees.

Swish.

He could only grit his teeth, wave the wooden gun in his hand, and keep pointing out.

The wooden gun is not sharp, even with the blessing of the artistic conception of the unity of other people's guns, if you can't hit the key point of the colorful bee with one blow, it can't kill the colorful bee.

Hell, this multicolored bee is only the size of a little thumb.

Click.

Yang Yifan could only grit his teeth, concentrate all his energy, and stab as much as possible at the small yellow spot under the lower abdomen of the colorful bee, that is the only fatal place of the colorful bee, where the heart is, as long as it is stabbed, the colorful bee will die immediately.

But this, it's too hard.

Rao is Yang Yifan has already reached the artistic conception of the unity of man and gun, and it is also difficult.

The surrounding area was buzzing with colorful bees, rushing over and stinging him from time to time, although the toxicity was not as good as the water spirit snake, but it also had an impact on him, and the feeling of sour numbness made him miss the accuracy of the gun.

In addition, he also needs to move at all times to dodge the attacks of the swarm, and it is even more difficult to hit the small yellow dot the size of a grain of rice in such a situation.

Soon, Yang Yifan's whole body was swollen, and the whole person who was stung changed.

Fortunately, his body is strong, comparable to the Xuanji Realm, and he also has great resistance to the poison of this third-order multicolored bee, otherwise, if he were replaced by someone else, he would have died of poison a long time ago.

For the next week, he spent the next week with the swarm of multicolored bees.

From the very beginning, it takes a dozen times to kill a multicolored bee, and in the end, as long as he swings the wooden gun two or three times, he can kill a multicolored bee, no way, his running speed is not comparable to the multicolored bee, and if he doesn't want to be stung to death, he can only kill the colorful bee as much as possible.

It took him a month to kill most of the multicolored bees, and the colony dispersed.

It's painful, but I have to say, it's effective.

Before this, Yang Yifan did not have the guidance of a famous teacher, and although the basic cultivation was very solid, it was far from perfect.

And now, starting from scratch, little by little, the previous defects are filled.

Seeing Yang Yifan so embarrassed, the demon was also very cool, and he felt that if he had done something wrong before, he should torture Yang Yifan like this.

Of course, Yang Yifan didn't feel that it was torture, although it was painful, but it was also very satisfying to feel a little bit of improvement in strength.

。。。

Two months later.

"Boy, come on, I'll eat bear's paws for lunch today. ”

Eating bear's paws?

Yang Yifan tore the heart of the demon.

This is a Vajra Violent Bear, full of swords and swords, with infinite strength, and the most important thing is that it is close to the sixth order.

Roar.

In the roar, Yang Yifan couldn't hold on any longer, and the whole person was directly thrown out by the King Kong Violent Bear.

Bang, bang.

Several ancient trees were smashed and fell to the ground with a bang, and a cloud of dust splattered.

Oh yes.

Lying on the ground, Yang Yifan scolded, feeling that the bones in his body were about to crack.

Knock knock.

The ground shook, as if it had been an earthquake, and a large shadow fell through.

Syllable.

With a slap of his right hand, Yang Yifan stood up with a carp, gritted his teeth, and raised his hands.

Burst.

It was like a big mountain pressing down from the head, although Yang Yifan blocked the claws of the King Kong Storm Bear, but a pair of feet fell directly into the dirt, although his body was comparable to that of a Xuanji Realm martial artist, but in front of the King Kong Storm Bear, who was known for his strength and toughness, it was still a little bit worse.

Call.

The sound of breaking the air hits.

It's going to fly again!

Yang Yifan is used to it, anyway, he has been like this for the past few days.

Burst.

was grabbed by the bear's paw, and a few blood marks appeared on his chest, and then, the huge force surged over like a tide, and he couldn't stop it at all, and then Yang Yifan's whole person flew out like this, and only after smashing an ancient tree did he land.

Burst.

The moment he landed, his mouth was open, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Knock knock.

And the King Kong Storm Bear stood upright, his hands kept beating his chest, and then slowly left, if it wasn't for Yang Yifan taking the initiative to provoke, then it would have little interest in Yang Yifan, too small for it to stuff its teeth.

"Boy, not yet. ”

Yang Yifan didn't bother to pay attention to the demons and seized the time to breathe.

The sky was getting dark, and the exhausted Yang Yifan didn't plan to continue, everything had a degree, and it was too much.

Crash.

With a hand on his hand, he slowly stood up, walked through the weeds, and left the territory of the King Kong Violent Bear.

Rustle.

Many low-level fierce beasts smelled the smell of blood and surrounded them, but when they got closer, they immediately fled with their tails between their legs, and the intuition of the fierce beasts made them feel the danger from Yang Yifan.

In the past four months, he has been killing all the time, Yang Yifan himself doesn't know how many fierce beasts he has killed, and there is always a lingering bloody aura on his body.

Poof.

came to a small waterhole for a hundred years, Yang Yifan jumped directly into it and washed away the dirty blood on his body.

Floating on the water, his eyes quickly closed, and the battle with the King Kong Storm Bear during the day made him tired.

Crash.

The water waves swayed gently, and Yang Yifan, who was floating on the water, was also moving with the waves, gradually moving to the aquatic grass on the shore.

Swish.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Yifan's eyes opened in an instant, he had been practicing in this jungle for a long time, and he had to face the sneak attack and hunting of fierce beasts at any time, and his vigilance had improved much compared to before.

Call.

A slight cracking sound was heard.

Syllable.

Subconsciously, with a stiff waist, his whole body ejected and rushed towards the falling snow-white figure