On the night of cultivation, the danger is even worse. Qingfeng didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurriedly returned with the Martial God Daoyun condensed by the rabbit goblin.

On the road, there are many figures. Hunting during the day and practicing at night has become a consensus among people. Looking at the figures that kept passing by, Qing Feng sighed bitterly in his heart, the Shadow Flashing Seven Shadows Realm was already an incredible speed for him, but compared with the real Soul Refining Period, and even the Finishing Stage Tianjiao, there was still too much gap.

When the sky was dark, in the wilderness of the cultivation realm, there was only Qingfeng. Pressing the uneasiness in his heart, he ran quickly, extremely vigilant.

Suddenly, a violent fight came from behind him. Aomine's scalp suddenly tightened and he looked back.

Under the dim sky, the two figures fought each other all the way, but in fact, one escaped and the other chased, and came quickly in the direction of the southwest city.

"Hand over the Martial God Dao Yun and spare your life!"

"You are dreaming! This is what I deserve, you go back on your word, and you will not die well!"

"Hmph~ Whether it's in the clan or here, it's me who has the final say! If you dare to disobey, you're looking for death..."

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, and bursts of angry scolding reached Qingfeng's ears, making him feel awe-inspiring in his heart. This was the first day of entering the cultivation realm, and some people began to fight for the Martial God Dao Yun. Cannibalism, that's much more dangerous than a demon spirit!

Suddenly, the fleeing man was exhausted. It can be seen that the difference in strength between the two is not small, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow to be able to run here. "Die!" A murderous shout, the person behind him punched the man behind him, and in an instant, the vitality had penetrated into the viscera, vomiting blood and dying.

However, the man was not really dead. On the contrary, in an instant, his body was like rotten wood, and when the wind blew, it turned into a black ash in the sky, scattered and disappeared. A wisp of gray-brown hair slowly drifted and fell from the black gray smoke and dust.

Immortal Golden Body!

There was nothing left here, and his flesh and blood, even his clothes and bags, turned into smoke and dust. There are only three Martial God Dao Yun, as if they can't be brought out of here, and they fall to the ground in the smoke and dust.

The person who chased and killed was sensitive, and with a copy of his hand, the three martial gods had disappeared. He glanced at Qingfeng vigilantly and greedily, especially the blood-red inch of green thorn on Qingfeng's neck, and his face struggled several times before he slowly retreated, turned around and left quickly.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, Qingfeng's back was already sweaty. That greedy gaze made him feel like a sharp edge on his back, and the bloody battle in the cultivation realm made him feel a lot of pressure.

Just the cultivation realm was already fighting like this, what kind of battle was that secret realm! Thinking of Red Aya, he became even more determined. No matter how brutal it is here, he must be stronger.

Exhaled, Aomine sped back again. It was getting late, and the cultivation realm full of demons was becoming more and more dangerous. Roaring and howling, sometimes ringing in the distance or in the ears.

"Howl~"

Suddenly, a howl full of wildness and ferocity was not far from him. At this time, he was about to arrive in the southwest city, and Qingfeng, who was already a little relaxed, suddenly tensed up like a pinprick. He saw a huge black shadow flash through the barren rocks in front of him.

There are goblins!

In his heart, he didn't dare to stay, the shadow flickered, and a series of phantoms had been strung behind him.

The cold wind gusted, and the phantom shadows were quickly shattered by a sharp claw, and it was still rushing forward, heading towards the person who kept producing phantoms. Seven Paths, Six Paths...... Three paths, the phantom behind Qingfeng has become less and less, and the behemoth shadow has descended quickly.

The fierce cold breath made Qingfeng even more urgent. As soon as he turned his hand, he didn't look back, and two small thunder pills on the left and right went straight to his back from his waist. Click, click, four blasts instantly illuminated the space in Fangyuan, "Howl~!" The angry howl set off a huge wave of air, like a raging wave, giving him a sense of oppression.

This demon has definitely been transformed in the early stage, which is equivalent to the strength of the human race's eye-catching stage, and it should be an extremely ferocious demon. Before he saw its face, Aomine already knew it in his heart.

In this battle, he must not resist hard, and unless he escapes into the southwest city, he will never be spared! In the midst of the danger, he broke out with all his might.

"I can't die now, and if I want to die, I should enter Central City and see Red Aya die again!

In an instant, the distance between the two was widened again. But Xiao Lei Pill can't hurt the demon spirit that is equivalent to the strong person in the finishing stage, and after a short period of paralysis, the goblin will chase after him faster. Qingfeng didn't care about it, and with a flip of his hand, there were four small thunder pills.

In less than a day after entering the cultivation realm, two bottles of Xiaolei Pill had been fully consumed, and the inventory was less than half of the original.

This time, the four blasts of thunder only hit two, and the demon spirit was extremely intelligent, and it didn't even have a big distance from Qingfeng for a while. It's so fast that it's about to catch up.

The sharp fingertips emitted bursts of cold light, cutting through the golden stone, and it was also about to be shattered into tofu. But now, it was grabbing at Aomine's back. At the last moment, Qingfeng swished and threw out two small thunder pills from his armpit, hitting the joints of the demons' forelimbs, and the grasp was abruptly stagnant.

Brush and brush five blood marks, five inches full, Qingfeng's back suddenly opened flesh. The body staggered, and when he looked around, he suddenly saw a five-meter-long tiger behind him, with several scorched black places on his body, and a pair of eyes full of thirst for blood and anger.

It's actually a tiger demon! Qingfeng's heart was even more chilling.

Standing firm, he immediately rushed out again. "There are still a hundred meters! a hundred meters to the southwest city!" he kept muttering to himself in anxiety, and the southwest city in front of him was like an oasis of life. Before I knew it, I had run so far.

The tiger is extremely fierce, and it swoops up again.

"Grandma's, this brute, really Lao Tzu's mud pinching?" In anger, Qing Feng scolded fiercely, and with a flip of his hand, a whole bottle of twelve small thunder pills was thrown behind him.

Thundered!

The sound was rolling, the white light was shining, and in this increasingly dark night, even Aomine's eyes flickered for a moment.

"Howl~"

This time it was extremely ruthless, and even the tiger demon in the early stage of transformation was numb by the electricity, and he was angry. From the scattered rubble, it emerged angrily, already in a somewhat embarrassed shape. Looking at Qingfeng, who had already run out of dozens of meters, he was even more annoyed, his blood surged, and he roared again, and he was stunned and killed.

In an instant, it was approaching. The mouth of the blood basin was wide open, and a warm breath swept through, and Aomine could even feel the prickling of the beard on the back of his neck.

But at this moment, Qingfeng finally ran into the southwest city. The chill of death in that moment made his legs run forward uncontrollably. He didn't know if the tiger demon would catch up, and the reason why he wanted to run to the southwest city was because everyone said that it was absolutely safe here.

But at this moment, he almost felt half a foot into the huge shadow of death.

After running a long distance, he came to a panting halt and almost collapsed to the ground. With his hands on his knees, he gasped. "It's okay... OK... Almost died!"

Looking behind him, he still had palpitations. "The tiger demon didn't chase after you!" muttered, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Moving his legs, he slowly walked to the edge of the southwest city, he wanted to see why the tiger demon didn't chase after him. But when he walked over, he was a little stunned.

Martial God Daoyun?

He looked at the gray clay statue that fell to the ground in amazement, just on the edge of the southwest city, and it seemed that it was also the place where Fang Cai Qingfeng escaped in. He could be sure that there was nothing here!

Can...... Who is here?

Aomine looked left and right suspiciously, but there was no one. At this time, it was already nightfall, and almost all the people in the southwest city had entered into hard cultivation. What's more, who would be indifferent to a demon spirit in the transformation stage?

Then where did this Martial God Dao Yun come from? Qing Feng was full of doubts, he even rummaged through his own bag, and the Martial God Dao Yun condensed by the rabbit goblin spirit was clearly still there!

Could it be ......? Suddenly, a suspicion made Qingfeng hold his breath.

In the dark, he stood for a long time, but the light in his eyes flickered by chance, but it made him like a lone wolf in the sea of grass. "Let's lure another goblin!" he said to himself, solemnly, "Whether or not you can make it to Central City in three years depends on tonight!"

Whoosh, Qingfeng finally escaped back to the southwest city, but once again he ran out, fearless and resolute.

The cultivation realm at night is completely the world of demon spirits. Aomine was extra careful, Xiao Lei Pill and Green Pothos Vitality Pill had already been placed in the boxing gloves.

Finally, about half an hour later, let him meet a goblin from the late Nayuan period. The strength comparable to the human soul refining period made Qingfeng breathe a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, a small thunder pill was thrown out, and he turned around and ran. The enraged goblin did not give up, and followed closely behind.

With the effort of tea, Qingfeng has already seen the outline of the southwest city again. Things went so smoothly that he was pleasantly surprised, and his excited heart was about to jump out when he thought of the possibility of suspicion.

A dodge into the Southwest City, but instead of running away, he turned to face the goblin. Even, he could already feel the wind howling on his face, but he still narrowed his eyes and stared at it.

At the moment when the goblin broke into the southwest city, a force to kill everything suddenly emerged, and the demon spirit of the late Nayuan period was as fragile as ants, and directly turned into nothingness, and there was not even a trace of it. Out of thin air, a Martial God Dao Yun fell, shaking constantly, causing Qingfeng's breathing to stagnate.

"Haha~ This is true, Lao Tzu guessed correctly! The absolute safety of Southwest City is the absolute rule of the Martial God Dao Domain, and anyone who violates the rules and demons will have to pay the price. And this price is death. His lips trembled as he muttered to himself.

At this moment, his heart was stirring. "Grandma's, it's going to be developed now! Lao Tzu is a nine-grade spirit meat!!"

In the southwest city at midnight, there were bursts of creepy laughter.