"Woohoo!"

At the critical moment, Dao Leng reacted quickly, and once again relieved the mystery of fusion, this time slamming into the spatial vortex on the right. Since his attack could make the whirlpool chaotic and the suction weakened, then Jiang Yi could easily get rid of the whirlpool's suction and fly out of the whirlpool's enveloping range.

"Buzz!"

The sword rage lit up in his hand for the first time, and the light of the mirror dimmed and flew back. He couldn't continue to let Jiang Yi be trapped in the illusion realm, otherwise the dry corpse would continue to fly towards the whirlpool, and once he got close to the center of the whirlpool, the immortals would not be able to save Jiang Yi.

Although they all know at this level that many space vortices are dead lands, and occasionally one or two are living lands, but there are so many space whirlpools, who knows which one is a living land? At present, there are only ten space whirlpools that have been confirmed to have a way to live.

"Huh?"

Jiang Yi felt a flash of white light in front of him, out of the illusion, he could see the spatial vortex in the distance again. However, after he swept in all directions, his face instantly turned pale, and the dried corpse was actually flying towards the center of the whirlpool at this moment, and the speed was very fast.

"Whew!"

When the cold sword arrived, it suddenly shot into the whirlpool, Jiang Yi found that the speed of the dried corpse had slowed down, and he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly controlled the dried corpse to turn and flew to the left.

Dao Leng and Dao Fu reacted quickly, and although Jiang Yi found that the speed of the dried corpse had become very slow, he still flew towards the outside of the whirlpool. If Dao Leng and the two reacted a little slower, it is estimated that the dry corpse would not be able to resist the powerful suction of the whirlpool at all, and would not be able to fly outside.

"Poisonous fog?"

Due to the change of direction, Jiang Yi's flying direction at the moment was already close to the poisonous fog dead ground, and several clusters of poisonous fog could be seen in the void in front of him.

Jiang Yi secretly complained, but what can he do now? On the other side, Dao Leng and the two are chasing after him quickly, it is impossible for him to throw himself into the net, right?

He could only grit his teeth and continue to fly forward, first completely get rid of the suction of the whirlpool, the dry corpse is too slow now, and if he doesn't escape, the two of them can wait for him in front.

"Whew!"

The faster he flew, the faster he finally flew out of the whirlpool after three breaths, and the two of them, Dao Leng and Dao Fu, were only a thousand feet away from him.

Dao Fu didn't dare to release that mirror, in case Jiang Yi, a daredevil, continued to fly into the poison demon's death ground, Dao Ren would definitely die instantly.

"Buzz!"

After thinking about it, the sword rage suddenly sealed his hands, and the violent aura on his body was released, the space above Jiang Yi's head shook endlessly, and a shocking giant claw suddenly grabbed downward, the surrounding space cracked, and the speed of the dried corpse decreased sharply, and the claw made the surrounding space vibrate layer by layer, like a god's claw, which could destroy a qiē!

"Overbearing!"

Jiang Yi once again saw the horror of the pseudo-emperor-level powerhouse, the speed of the dry corpse decreased sharply, he simply didn't leave, and the dry corpse raised the knife high, if this claw wants to crush the dry corpse and him, then grab the dead knife Ren first...

"Whew!"

A mirror flew suddenly, but the claws on it suddenly disappeared without a trace. And at this moment, the knife was cold, two black lights shot out of his eyes, and a whip appeared in his hand, which grew infinitely, shooting towards him like a poisonous snake, obviously trying to restrain him.

"Fooled!"

Jiang Yi woke up suddenly, but he woke up too quickly, Dao Fu and Dao Leng cooperated too well, using the big claw above to attract his attention, and at the same time making the speed of the dried corpse sharply reduced. In the end, Dao Leng used his soul attack and sent a whip to restrain him and the dry corpse, so that he could win a small amount of time to save Dao Ren and kill himself!

"Whew!"

The black light was indeed a soul attack, and it shot into his head at once, and the small seal characters in Jiang Yi's mind shot out wildly, blocking the black light for a moment.

At the moment of life and death, Jiang Yi's mind turned at a speed of ten thousand times, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly shot out a Xuanhuang force, and the corpse waved his giant hand and threw the knife towards the spatial vortex not far away.

The aura of the whip that was cold was very terrifying, Jiang Yi felt that it was at least a Dao Heavenly Spirit Treasure, once he was restrained by this whip, he and the dry corpse would not be able to move, so he could only wait for death!

He threw Dao Ren into the whirlpool, and if Dao Leng wanted to save Dao Ren, he could only give up restraining him, so he could control the corpse and rush towards the poisonous demon next to him.

That's right!

He wants to rush into the poison demon death land, he wants to gamble, bet that the poisonous fog in the poison demon death land will not poison him, because he has a treasure, the god leaf! This is his last chance to live, if the god tree leaf can't help him expel the poisonous fog, he will be poisoned alive.

"Buzz!"

After he threw the sword, the black light in his soul hit his soul, making him slightly dizzy. His soul also entered the illusion of being mirrored, but the Divine Leaf in his hand appeared, and at the same time he had already given the order to the dry corpse, and the dry corpse rushed towards the poison demon death site without hesitation.

"Ren'er~~"

He calculated very accurately, and when Dao Leng saw that Dao Ren was thrown out, he immediately took the long whip and turned to chase after Dao Ren.

But...

He still miscalculated the strength, how great is the power of the dried corpse? As soon as Dao Ren's body entered the whirlpool, the speed of being pulled by the suction force increased a hundred times, and the speed of the whip was very fast, but it couldn't catch up with Dao Ren's speed at all.

"Ah, Father Uncle Leng, save me!"

At this moment, Dao Ren actually came to his senses, and felt his body flying towards the spatial vortex at a terrifying speed, and he was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he exclaimed continuously.

"Ren'er, quickly crush the Divine Escape Talisman!"

The knife roared angrily, and he didn't care about the corpses and Jiang Yi who rushed towards the poison demon's death site. In this situation, they were helpless, and they didn't dare to fly towards the spatial whirlpool, so they could only rely on knives to save themselves.

At this moment, Dao Ren has not yet reached the center of the whirlpool, and if he crushes the Divine Escape Talisman, he still has a chance to teleport back.

The problem is that Dao Ren didn't have a Divine Escape Talisman in his hand, and he was snatched by Jiang Yi!

"Ah~~"

Dao Ren left a panicked howl that shot into the center of the spatial vortex, and finally completely disappeared into the divine sense exploration of Dao Fu and Dao Leng.

"Ren'er!"

The knife roared angrily to the sky, his son was sucked into the spatial vortex, but he was helpless, you can imagine the grief and anger in his heart at this moment.

There are many sons of Dao Fu, but the most successful ones are only Blade and Dao Ren, both of whom have broken through the king level. Although Dao Ren's open-mindedness and character are much worse than Dao Feng, he has never been liked by him. But blood is thicker than water, what father doesn't feel sorry for his son?

"Jiang Yi, I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

The two best sons died in the hands of Jiang Yi, the anger in the heart of the sword anger can burn the heavens, can burn this void, he roared in anger and kept going, he was already a little crazy...

"Jiang Yi, dog thief!"

Dao Leng also roared sadly, and his eyes suddenly swept into the distance, only to see that the dried corpse had already rushed into the area shrouded in the poisonous fog of the poisonous demon death ground. This toxin could isolate the divine sense, and he and Dao Fu quickly lost Jiang Yi and the dry corpse.

"Kill!"

The poison demon is very dangerous, and if you go under the pseudo-emperor level, you will die, this is the consensus of the strong people in the heavenly realm, and the strength of the sword rage and the sword cold is estimated to be unable to withstand it for too long.

But at this moment, the sword rage is already angry, and he is in a state of half-madness, where can he have so many scruples? He only has one thought in his heart at the moment, to catch up with Jiang Yi and cut him with a thousand knives.

"That's not right..."

Dao Leng was still quite sober, and he suddenly remembered something. When Jiang Yi rushed into the poisonous mist just now, why wasn't he instantly corroded? This poisonous mist was extremely terrifying, and it was estimated that they could only have bones left after staying in it for two sticks of incense...