In Daohua Village, Xia Anmeng stopped.

There was no one on the street, it was quiet, only the sound of insects and wind at night.

Most of the villagers hid in their houses, afraid to come out and face the witch.

Because this witch will kill.

Cheyenne sighed softly and didn't go any further.

She could sense that there were dozens of people in this village who were cut off in an instant.

These dozens of people are all people who were planted by the snake demon.

The demon seed is out of the body, and the only thing that greets these people is death.

The only people that Xia Anmeng has been killing are those who have been planted with demon seeds.

For some special reason, these people who have been planted with demon seeds, Xia Anmeng can sense it, but Ye Wuwu can't sense it.

"This demon has actually drawn all the demon species...... I think it was the righteous monk who put a lot of pressure on it. ”

Cheyenne Mengmei's eyes flowed, and she said to herself.

She shook her head slightly, her eyes brightened, her hands patted her sleeves, and a smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.

"I never thought that when I passed by this village, I could find a demon, and looking at this breath, it seems that it is about to transform......

There was a hint of hesitation in Cheyenne's eyes.

She is very clear about the current situation, and the demonic energy and spiritual power in the sky, even if they are dozens of miles apart, can be clearly perceived.

Obviously, it was the righteous monk who fought the monster.

So do you want to go?

Xia Anmeng didn't know much before, but now, judging by this demonic aura, he can faintly sense that the monster is a big demon that is about to transform.

"They were separated from their uncle...... If it weren't for that, a Jindan transformation monster would be just a monster, where would it take so much effort. ”

To go or not to go?

A righteous monk is already incompatible with his own position, and he has fought with himself before, why should he go?

Let him be killed by the monster.

The corners of Xia Anmeng's mouth pursed slightly, and she stomped her feet on the ground a few times, then turned around and left without looking back.

But just a few steps, Xia Anmeng's figure stopped again.

There was a wavering look in her eyes.

She is indeed a member of the Demon Sect, a member of the Demon Sect who is considered by the righteous path.

She and Ye Wuwu do have different positions.

But, so what?

Just as Ye Wuwu thought before breaking the demons in his heart, it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, only in a thought.

Who said that the right path is good and the demon religion is evil?

Who said that good is right and evil is wrong?

Cheyenne took a deep breath and closed her eyes gently.

When I opened it again, my eyes were clear.

Regardless of the righteous path and the demonic path, her identity is that of a monk.

Demons do evil in the world, and she is a monk.

That's all there is to it.

Xia Anmeng's toes swept up lightly at this moment, and then went straight to the sky, the red dress dancing in the wind, in the dark twilight, like the most beautiful scenery.

……

Dozens of miles away, the roaring sound spread in all directions, endlessly.

From time to time, there is a thunderbolt or a sword flash.

But after all, it gently dissipated under the monstrous demon flames.

The scenes in the field have been exchanged at this moment.

The snake demon that originally fell to the ground was now high in the sky, surrounded by cyan demon flames, and countless green snakes turned into green light.

And Ye Wuwu, who was originally floating in the sky, was on the ground at the moment, his white clothes had been broken, and there was faint blood overflowing.

And around Ye Wuwu, there is a dense endless snake tide.

At this moment, the snake demon is already more than three feet tall, and the demon body is different from the past, but is covered with fine scales.

Even the face, which was no longer delicate, was covered with fine scales.

The snake demon was high in the sky at the moment, looking down.

It's a demon pill.

Even Ye Wuwu never thought that this snake demon could forcibly break through at the moment of life and death and step into the realm of Jindan.

With his own sword, he originally wanted to kill it with one sword, but it was this sword that helped the snake demon break through between life and death.

The world is unpredictable, at that moment, Ye Wuwu only sighed in his heart.

The tide was reversed in an instant.

The snake demon in the Jindan stage was fundamentally different from before, and in just a moment, Ye Wuwu fell into a bitter battle.

However, the snake demon obviously stepped into Jindan in a hurry at the time of life and death, although it was a lot better than before, but it was not perfect after all, and the use of demon power was also a little stiff, and for a while, it was impossible to help Ye Wuwu.

But if this situation continues, Ye Wuwu will be consumed alive.

It's not that he doesn't want to call for his helper, Yuan Ying is here.

It's just that this old fox ran hundreds of miles away as early as when he crossed the Heavenly Tribulation, and he has never returned since then, although he has contacted the other party several times with soul blood before, but he has never responded.

In fact, it was not without a response, and the soul blood would tremble, proving that the old fox Yuanying was still alive.

But Yuan Ying expected that Ye Wuwu would not extinguish the soul blood, but he would not return when he was outside.

Ye Wuwu really won't snuff out the soul blood.

Because the little fox was prosperous in the hands of the other party, he passed the catastrophe that day, and he handed the little fox to Yuanying to take care of.

In the territory of the human race, if the Yuan Ying dies, the little fox will most likely be found to be killed as a demon beast.

Without a spirit beast with the monk's master by his side, no one would go to great lengths to identify their identity and directly determine that it was a demon beast.

Ye Wuwu thought in his heart at that time that he would go with the other party, and wait until he was done with the matter and then settle accounts with the old fox.

I never thought about it, but there was such an incident.

The snake tide came in waves, and Ye Wuwu couldn't remember how many demon snakes he had killed.

Although these little snakes did not cause him any harm, they trapped him firmly in the three layers inside and three layers outside, and there was the snake demon sitting in the sky, which did not give Ye Wuwu a chance to escape.

When manpower is finally exhausted, Ye Wuwu is no exception.

How long can he last now?

Although the snake demon in the sky was majestic at the moment, he looked at the ground with cold eyes, as if he didn't care about Ye Wuwu.

But in its heart, it was shocked.

Can a monk in the middle stage of foundation building have so much spiritual power?

Can a monk in the middle of foundation building last so long? Can you be proficient in the five spiritual methods? Gold, wood, water, fire, earth...... Those spells were all revealed in Ye Wuwu's hands.

What made the snake demon even more fearful was Ye Wuwu's terrifying thunder method.

For thunder, the demons have a natural fear, and for no other reason, this is the fear engraved in the depths of the race.

Ye Wuwu will make the palm thunder.

"I'm afraid even that kid himself didn't notice that his thunder method is different from others......" The snake demon above the sky murmured slowly.

In Ye Wuwu's thunder method, there is a faint trace of heavenly power.

The snake demon didn't know where that heavenly might came from.

And Ye Wuwu didn't know the difference between his thunder method at all, it was just the same as the rest of the spells.

If he knew what the snake demon was thinking, he would understand that he had been trained by the Heavenly Tribulation, and unconsciously, his Thunder Law contained an extremely weak tribulation power.

Of course, it's just a trace, and it's not enough to break the enemy with this.

"I'd like to see how long this kid can last."

The snake demon sneered in the air, and then waved his big hand, and the demonic aura was swirling, and he was about to cast a spell.

In the distance, there seemed to be a woman's soft drink from the sky.

The red silk thread was entangled, and I don't know when the snake demon was wrapped in layers, no matter how the snake demon struggled, the silk thread was broken, but there was a new silk thread wound up.

Cheyenne's figure slowly appeared in front of the snake demon, with a smiling face, but there was undisguised disgust in his eyes.

Immediately, in the frightened gaze of the snake demon, Xia Anmeng's ten fingers staggered.

A touch of crimson bloomed in the air.