As they spoke, the Wind Demon had already traveled thirty kilometers, which was almost the limit of what he could do. And no matter how far or no more, it makes no sense. The strength of the Heavenly Rank is basically the same as that of the Foundation Building, and the Peak of the Heavenly Rank basically has the strength of the Foundation Building Peak, and in the face of an enemy who is a whole realm behind, the Wind Evil has no other choice.

Although this sudden Sima Meng was only two small realms stronger than Wu Yuanqing, who was at the seventh level of the Heavenly Order, he had already entered the Jindan with almost half of his feet, and he was only one opportunity away from breaking through. It's just two small realms, but they can't be compared at all.

Under the foundation, with the special exercises, the wind evil can temporarily volley in the air, and it can also squander the spiritual power to use some high-level moves. But no matter how strong the move is, it can't be sustained, no matter how much spiritual power there is, there is no coercion. Even if Wu Mengdan forcibly improves his strength, even if he increases it by three times, or even five times, refining qi is refining qi.

At the seventh layer of the Heavenly Rank, the Wind Evil can be forcibly promoted by Wu Mengdan to resist it, but even if it is the Wind Evil at the peak of the Heavenly Rank, there is no possibility.

In the middle of the dense forest, it was pitch black. The unusually quiet space was devoid of almost no animals, no movement, and no shadows of people except for unknown birds. Except for those two powerful black shadows that were slowly approaching.

They approached slowly, and though they were fast, they slowed down as they approached the bushes. They looked carefully for a long time, but the results were obvious: no is nothing.

"Let's go, old Sima, take a look ahead, I'm afraid that your insects are not adapted to the water and soil, and they will not be allowed to go to this Shennong. ”

"It's impossible, I've never encountered this kind of thing before, my Gu worm has always been foolproof, how could it be a mistake. ”

"This bush is a good place to hide, but at the moment of you and me, where can anyone hide. Besides, we've both gone back and forth four or five times, and if you don't have it, you don't have to fight. ”

"Okay, what the hell, let's go ahead and find out. ”

As he spoke, Sima Meng sighed, jumped first, and plunged into the dense forest in front of him. This space has regained its calm. At a certain place where they had just passed by, Feng Xie and Luo Mingling held their breath and remained motionless until the past three minutes before they quietly appeared.

"Let's turn back. The wind evil spoke in a very soft voice, although the spiritual power that Wu Mengdan had forcibly raised was still there.

Luo Mingling helped him and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. However, as soon as the words fell, before the two of them had walked far, they heard a fluttering sound coming.

"Little baby, you can hide, why did you get mixed up in front of our eyes?" The black-robed man had a burning gaze and walked towards the wind evil.

"Mingling, be careful. Wind Evil looked grim and whispered a reminder, but the person he had reminded was gone.

Facing the two people opposite in astonishment, Feng Xie flipped his wrist and pulled out the old black-bladed sword, which soared straight into the air. The sword has no blade, and it stabs when it is shot, and it is close to the neck of the black-robed man. A sword is sacrificed, like a meteor catching the moon, and it slides down. The sword was taken off, and there was no return, and then countless spirit runes flew out of thin air, igniting a raging fire in mid-air, and spread towards the black-robed Sima Meng and Wu Yuanqing.

The flames were blazing, reflecting the sky, and the blue sword in the wind demon's hand suddenly appeared. Even, two appeared in an instant. The long sword pierced the flames straight through, and when it came out, it spun into a huge round wheel of more than two meters, churning towards the flames.

When it touched the flames, the spirit sword suddenly split, becoming a sharp pale blue flake. It wasn't a knife, just chaotic, flakes that flew like a hurricane.

In three minutes, Wu Mengdan's forcibly improved skill was only three minutes left at most, and while he still had the strength to spare, he could only fight hard. The Wind Evil didn't know how they could turn back, how they had determined from the beginning that he and Luo Mingling were hiding here, but there were one and two, and they didn't dodge after using more than a dozen concealment charms in succession, and it was meaningless to run as far as they could.

In this battle, in the face of the Heavenly Rank, the existence of not even the Golden Pill turned out to be a battle of life and death! Jokingly, the wind evil rushed desperately towards Sima Meng and Wu Yuanqing, who were surrounded by flames. No matter what means are used, no matter what the consequences, they must die.

Behind him, out of shape, Luo Ming looked softly. She wanted to fight with the Wind Evil, but at this time, she could only become a drag with her barely ground-level strength. She hid herself quietly, motionless, watching the wind demon be swept through her skin by the blades of the heavens that she had spilled, and watched the blood flowing from his deep and shallow wounds fall to the ground endlessly, and then be dried by the fire.

"Boy, what the hell are you doing!" Sima Meng waved his black robe, his wrinkled face twisted and angry. But this angry shouting or something obviously won't get any response. He had no weapons, and his robe alone could not stop the dense wind blades.

In this enclosed space that rotated layer by layer, even mixed with flames, his peak of the Heavenly Rank was not even as good as Wu Yuanqing of the seventh layer of the Heavenly Rank. Wu Yuanqing has a knife anyway, at least it is better than the blocking effect of the robe.

At this time, in this dead space arranged by the Wind Evil with the last of his spiritual power, whether it was Wu Yuanqing or Sima Meng, they could not take care of the front and the back, and the place they couldn't take care of was the place where the Wind Evil carried out a fatal assassination.

"Wu Yuanqing, kill him quickly!" After being hit by a few swords in succession, Sima Meng angrily slammed into the barrier formed by the Heavenly Wind Blade as if he was crazy. From his standpoint, it was definitely the wisest to break through the space, but just when Wu Yuanqing also almost lost his mind and smashed a knife towards the wind evil like a boulder falling, he actually changed his mind.

It seems that the matter of being cut by the wind blade is no longer concerned. Instead of striking a powerful fist with a turbulent airflow, he took out a thumb-length piccolo and babbled.

Almost at the same time, a golden knife pierced Wu Yuanqing's heart!

The golden knife slanted out, the blood flowed obliquely, and with the fine beads of blood rolled up by the wind blade, only a "bang" sound was heard! A whole half of the body, along with the arms, fell to the ground completely!

The blade of the wind was still whirling, stirring the fallen corpse like a never-ending motion. However, for this scene, Sima Meng, who was in black robes, was untouched! He smiled ruefully, a hint of pride flashed in his cloudy old eyes, and his skeleton-like fingers gently hooked!

But beyond the flames, a woman in yellow walked over slowly, towards Sima Meng, and slowly approached......

It was Luo Mingling, she was pulled by the Lord of the Great Treasure Pavilion, and she was pulled by Gu worms. Only that kind of thing can find the Ming Spirit hidden in the dark, and only that kind of thing can find the person who is hidden by the concealment charm twice. They don't rely on visual perception in the first place, and concealment is useless to them.

The lessons of the previous car are vivid, and the wind evil has been very careful, but the ghost old man is not poisonous at all. The secret Gu technique that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Great Tibetan Pavilion is different from love Gu and poisonous Gu, it is a kind of almost invisible existence that is similar to a shadow insect but is more difficult to find than a shadow insect. This is a Gu worm native to the Earth Star, and the Wind Evil doesn't know what kind of damage it can bring.

Luo Mingling, she has lost her sense of self, but even if she can still exert her strength, with the strength of the ground level, she will not be able to face the wind blade at all, even if it is the damage of the fire. It's too late to block, it's pointless.

The blue color in the Wind Demon's eyes was fading, and a trace of dead silence suddenly appeared on Tie Qing's face. He waved his hand, as if to give a command, and the pale blue flakes that floated in the air slowly stopped, slowly backwards. The wind blade, like the wind, blew out the fire behind it, and then seemed to disappear, slowly fading.

However, just when Sima Meng thought that the wind evil had given up, he saw his right hand open slightly, and a drop of blood popped out. It was the blood of his origin, the blood of a living being that could heal thousands of injuries but also damage himself.