Before the primordial infant of the demon cloud could make a sound, the Red Flame Sword had already passed through his chest.

The furious True Yuan Force rushed into Chen Gong's body like an angry wave, and although he had already experienced this pain several times, Chen Gong still grinned in pain, feeling that he was about to explode and die.

It's just that Chen Gong didn't have time to slowly absorb this powerful True Yuan Force, but in the blink of an eye, the Evil Cloud Yuan Infant turned into nothingness, and the Red Flame Sword disappeared with it.

Chen Gong put away the Red Flame Sword, and although the True Yuan was raging in his body, his mind became clearer and clearer. The expression of the demon cloud before his death was extremely clear in his mind, and his performance confirmed Chen Gong's previous guess, the magic weapon of the Kunlun Sect was very famous in this source realm, and it must have some special mark.

Moreover, the shocked look of the clouds also made Chen Gong see some other meanings in it, although it was difficult to express it in words, it brought him a deep sense of unease, and he felt that the Kunlun faction might not be so easy to go.

The reason why Chen Gong sacrificed the Red Flame Sword was entirely to increase his own strength in this dangerous place and improve some hope of saving his life. It's just the expression of the evil clouds that let Chen Gong know that this Red Flame Sword is not a last resort, so it is better not to use it lightly.

However, now that he had suddenly absorbed a Yuan Infant of a late-stage cultivator of the Void Refining Stage, Chen Gong would not dare to absorb anyone's True Yuan Power in the short term, otherwise he would have to explode and die.

Chen Gong turned around suddenly, his eyes burst into flames, and the murderous intent flashed faintly, and the place where he could see was where Qingmei was. It was only in front of him that the branches and foliage were dense and the line of sight was difficult to penetrate, and this killing machine gradually disappeared.

Seeing Chen Gong snatching out of the dense forest like a ghost, Qingmei slowly stood up, her slender jade hand pulled together her somewhat messy hair, and the snow-white and plump peaks didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, still showing most of them as just now, and with the movement of combing her hair, it kept undulating and colliding, squeezing out the deep valley.

Chen Gong's eyes stared at Qingmei calmly, I don't know why, Qingmei's heart gave birth to a chill for no reason, and she didn't dare to face Chen Gong's gaze, the jade hand that combed her hair trembled slightly, and she could no longer maintain the elegance just now.

"If you stare at people like this, they will be shy. Qingmei glanced at Chen Gong, with all kinds of charms, and his voice was even more seductive.

Chen Gong couldn't see anything unusual about Qing Mei, so he completely relieved himself, no matter what was wrong with the Kunlun faction in the Source Realm, he didn't want to put himself in danger because of the sacrifice of the Red Flame Sword. He slowly looked away from her, picking up what the clouds had left behind. He said lightly: "You'd better put away your charms, otherwise I'll have to leave you here." ”

"You, you really don't understand the amorous feelings!" Qingmei once again gave Chen Gong a bewitching white eye, and said in a coquettish voice.

But that's it, and then she obediently walked to Chen Gong's side, and fiddled with her clothes, as if she wanted to cover the proud peak, but she didn't expect this to lead people more and more reverie.

"What now?" asked Qingmei.

"Keep running!" Chen Gong said directly.

Who would have thought that as soon as Chen Gong's words fell, Qingmei actually gave Chen Gong a slightly flattering and smug smile, and then consciously turned behind Chen Gong, opened her arms, hugged his stomach, and her slender and white thighs naturally clamped Chen Gong's waist.

Such a bewitching woman was lying on Chen Gong's back so affectionately, if he didn't have the slightest fluctuation in his heart, it would be really nonsense.

However, as the so-called self-inflicted, people are saved by Chen Gong himself, so this incidental blessing can only be borne by Chen Gong himself.

Lying on Chen Gong's back, a trace of surprise flashed in her charming eyes, she felt that Chen Gong seemed to be a little different now, as if there was an extremely violent power in her body that needed to be vented.

Chen Gong flew up and was about to turn to the southwest, but just after running a short distance, he and Qingmei felt that someone was galloping towards this side.

Chen Gong's eyes flashed, and he knew that the dehydration divine thunder he had just cast had attracted the same party of the evil clouds.

"This person should be one of the five protectors of the Black Demon Sect, and his strength is comparable to that evil cloud. At this time, Qingmei's face had already lost the coquettish color just now, and said to Chen Gong calmly.

Chen Gong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, what he was really afraid of in his heart was actually the previous black dragon, as for these five protectors, one-on-one, he was not afraid.

"Are the six of you the people who are chasing and killing you?" is the one who is trying to insult you the most powerful of them?" Chen Gong asked in a cold voice.

Qingmei is a shrewd woman, and when she heard Chen Gong ask, she knew that he had murderous intentions. If she was still a little bottomless in her heart before the Evil Cloud chased her, then now that she had complete confidence in Chen Gong's strength, at least it would not be a problem to kill the Black Evil Gate Protector who was rushing from afar.

"Yes, the person you attacked at the beginning was called Black Dragon, and he was the master of the Black Evil Gate. He is seriously injured now, and he will definitely heal on the spot, and he will not chase him personally. You don't leave a trace along the way, and the five protectors are probably chasing separately, and now this person should be the last person in this direction. Kill this man, and we'll be basically safe. Qingmei whispered in Chen Gong's ear.

Seeing that Chen Gong didn't speak, Qingmei continued: "You are so powerful, I'm afraid that the black dragon didn't expect that this time he lost the two protectors, he will definitely not be able to cry, hehe." ”

As she spoke, Qingmei intentionally or unintentionally, she actually stretched out her tongue and rolled it up at Chen Gong's earlobe.

A cool and cool feeling suddenly spread from the root of the ear to the whole body, Chen Gong originally had the True Yuan in his body colliding, and between this spirit, he almost couldn't suppress the violent True Yuan Force in his body, his face was cold, and a force burst out of his body, directly slamming Qingmei to the ground.

With a snort, the corners of the skirt outside Qingmei's thighs finally cracked completely, showing almost the entire thigh perfectly, and even the snow-white half of the plump buttocks couldn't cover it.

"You don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, how can a man throw a woman down like this? Look at it, you have torn other people's skirts. Qingmei said strangely, and her slender snow-white jade palm gently stroked her exposed buttocks, as if she had fallen like this just now, and it hurt her.

Chen Gong looked at Qingmei coldly, without a trace of emotion, as if the beauty in front of him was just a pile of white bones, just threw the scimitar of the evil cloud in front of her, and then flew up the tree and lurked.

Qingmei bent down to pick up the scimitar, and said angrily towards the place where Chen Gong was lurking: "You are really incomprehensible!"

As he spoke, he stood up, holding his sword and facing the direction of the enemy's attack.

A charming beauty, with tattered clothes, and a scimitar in her life, standing in this inaccessible dense forest, unspeakably weird.

Between the flickering of the branches and leaves, another Black Demon Gate Protector Thunder finally rushed over.

The sunlight fell on the scimitar through the gaps in the leaves, reflecting the cold sword light, and the sword light imprinted into the eyes of the thunder, making his eyes narrow slightly.

When Xue Lei saw that the scimitar actually appeared in Qingmei's hand, the first thing that came to mind was that Qingmei had recovered her strength, and she was suddenly shocked, and she panicked for a while, ready to turn around and flee, and with his strength against Qingmei alone, it can be said that she will definitely lose.

Seeing this, Chen Gong, who was lurking in the shadows, immediately held the black sword, kicked his foot on the trunk of the tree, and the tree fell down.

The thunder had not calmed down at this time, but there was a strong murderous aura coming from behind him, and the sharp sword light exuded a biting cold in the sun.

Thunder's face changed greatly, there was a wolf in front of him, and a tiger in the back, and for a while he actually felt that he was already under siege, and it seemed that it would be difficult to escape.

Fortunately, Thunder is also a powerful person, at this moment of crisis, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he thought of a possibility, and no longer hesitated, immediately turned around, raised his scimitar and slashed at the sword body that sharply cut through the air, ignoring Qingmei's existence at all.

The actual skills of the two may have been almost the same before, but Chen Gong's physical body is strong, his martial arts skills are superb, and now he has absorbed the Yuan Infant of the Evil Clouds, although most of them have not been absorbed, but in terms of skills, they have definitely stabilized the thunder. Now a careful calculation, a thunderous blow, a change of tactics on the spot, and a hasty response, the advantages and disadvantages of this are self-evident.

Chen Gong saw the Thunder Scimitar slashing towards the Black Sword, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and a dazzling sword light erupted above the tip of the Black Sword.

The swords clashed with a loud bang and sparks flew everywhere.

Thunder suddenly felt an extremely strong force penetrating the knife into his body, his arm was as if it was broken, and the pain was incomparable, he almost couldn't hold the knife, and the qi and blood in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and he squirted out violently, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards.

The violent power in Chen Gong's body was vented in the sword just now, and although the sword momentum of the black sword was blocked, it had an indescribable hearty feeling.

Chen Gong took a few steps back slightly, and the long sword in his hand swung and flicked, chasing after the thunder who was retreating rapidly.

Although Qingmei knew that Chen Gong's strength was definitely not as simple as his performance, but Chen Gong's ability to hit the thunder into a serious injury with a single sword in a hard blow was still much beyond her meaning.

Looking at Chen Gong's pride, chasing and killing the thunder with a sword, his beautiful eyes lit up from time to time.

Seeing Chen Gong approaching with his sword, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes, and he finally understood why the scimitar of the evil cloud was in Qing Mei's hand. It's just that time doesn't allow him to think about why Chen Gong in the early stage of refining can burst out with such a strong strength.

Seeing Chen Gong's murderous aura coming, when the sword in his chest had an unstoppable power, under the sword qi, the thunder had no choice but to strike again, in order to block Chen Gong's offensive.

The knife just now was a hasty response, but now this knife is seriously injured, it seems to be a powerful knife, but in fact, it is strong from the outside, and it has no lethality.

Chen Gong's black sword once again slammed into the blade without any fancy.

Poof! The thunderous blood spurted out again, and the whole person flew backwards at a faster speed, his arm drooped slightly, and the palm of the hand holding the knife cracked, and the blood dripped down the handle of the knife, staining the blade red.

Chen Gong stepped back slightly, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he kicked suddenly, and the whole person rose into the air again, stepped in the air with both feet, and continued to rush towards the thunder with his sword.

The eyes of the thunderbolt in the retreat showed despair and incredulity, he really couldn't believe that a monk in the early stage of refining could actually have such a powerful explosive power.