Nangong Liuyun was obviously in a good mood, and his smile looked a little silly.

He hugged Su Luo tightly, and only let go for a while, returned the rosewood box to Su Luo's hand, scratched the tip of her nose, and smiled: "If you can care about it, what is this danger?" ”

With that, he let go of Su Luo and turned to leave.

"Nangong-" Su Luo called him, Nangong Liuyun stopped, and Su Luo shouted seriously towards his back: "You must be careful!" Don't come back injured! ”

"Okay." Nangong Liuyun turned his back to her, the corners of his mouth hooked a doting smile with extreme pleasure, and his eyes were evil and enchanting, which was simply charming to all beings.

As soon as the words fell, he took the three of Beichen Ying and walked away quickly.

Soon, the roar of the monster and the sound of a fight could be heard in front of him.

Su Luo thought about it and followed.

How could Su Luo really wait here to be rescued?

If she really doesn't have the power to protect herself, and going up will cause chaos for others, then she will naturally obediently wait here for the result, so as not to cause trouble for her team.

But now she has a spirit bullet ball in her hand, a spirit bullet ball condensed by a seventh-order peak powerhouse before he died, and the power is amazing, I am afraid that it is even stronger than Nangong's strength.

In this case, how could she stay where she was, and let her companions be born and die for her?

Su Luo clasped the spirit ball in his hand, performed the spirit dance steps, and quietly swept forward.

Obtained from the spirit dance steps of the Liu family, no one in the Liu family practiced it, but it was cheaper for Su Luo, if the old man of the Liu family knew the way, he was afraid that he would vomit blood again.

After a short time, Su Luo arrived at the place where the two sides were fighting.

This is not a narrow corridor, but an open space of nearly 100 square meters, surrounded by bright light.

Fighting with Nangong and them was a black tiger.

The black tiger looks extremely fierce, its hair is faintly shiny, its face is hideous, its fangs are sharp, and its strong and powerful body is full of attack power at a glance.

Nangong and the four of them stood in four directions, in a square shape, and surrounded it in the center.

Nangong Liuyun's main battle was slightly difficult to attract the black tiger's hatred value, and it caught all its attacks.

Against the eighth-order demonic beasts, the seventh-order one didn't even panic in the slightest, his moves were steady, and his moves were endless.

Beichen Ying and the other three constantly attacked and assassinated the tiger, trying to inflict fatal damage on it.

The battle between the two sides was very fierce, and almost all of them were so tragic that they were all colored, except for Nangong Liuyun.

Beichen Ying was even more miserable, he seemed to be targeted by the black tiger, although he fled quickly, the clothes on his body were almost torn apart by the tiger's claws, and a few broken steps hung on his body, more embarrassed than a beggar.

His flawless face was also torn out by the claws with a few streaks of blood, which looked a little hideous and terrifying.

The black tiger was not a fool, and soon saw Nangong Liuyun's plan, desperately at the risk of being stabbed, it kicked at Lan Xuan on the left side, kicked him hard against the wall, and then rolled to the ground against the wall.

Lan Xuan covered his chest and coughed uncontrollably, unable to suppress the spurting out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his spirit was a little relieved.

After the black tiger kicked away Lan Xuan, another paw slapped towards the Beichen Shadow on the right.

The black tiger was overwhelmed by these small fleas that kept jumping up and down, so he still had to kill them first, and then concentrate on fighting the most powerful one.

That giant clawed tiger was mighty, carrying endless power.