Ye Wuwu, who had been miles away, suddenly stagnated at this moment, looking back, his eyes were full of gloom that could not be swept away.

The ten fingers slowly contracted, and the fists were slowly clenched.

"Stupid."

Ye Wuwu suddenly spoke, but his tone was full of remorse.

He rebuked himself.

In all fairness, Ye Wuwu and Xia Anmeng, but Pingshui met, that is, there is a snake demon here, if they change the situation, maybe the two of them will have to face each other with swords.

But at this moment, Ye Wuwu left these things behind in his heart, only regret.

How foolish he must have been to let that woman do such a dangerous thing.

In the plan, Ye Wuwu originally thought that he would drag out ten breaths of time after his palace, and then borrow the spirit silk of the red-clothed witch to pull out.

Ten breaths, both of which are mid-foundation building monks, are enough to cross this endless snake tide.

In the middle stage of foundation building, he has to face a snake demon comparable to the Jindan realm, and every breath of time is a life and death crisis, just like Ye Wuwu wants to subdue a qi refining cultivator now, if he really has a killing intent, it will only be in an instant.

The gap between the great realms is like a deep ravine, which no one else is allowed to cross.

Such a dangerous thing, Ye Wuwu thought about coming by himself.

The worst and worst outcome is nothing more than reopening.

I never thought that at that time, the witch in red said a few words to him with a smile, and then somehow, the ghost made the god agree to the other party's words.

Although this witch's methods can be called demons, how can she face such a dangerous situation.

"Boom!"

The endless snake tide was suddenly blasted open a gap, and a crimson figure swept from it.

Ye Wuwu's eyes flickered, but then he no longer hesitated, and the spiritual power was injected into the silk thread and pulled back fiercely.

Immediately, a palm thunder mixed with sword light rushed straight towards the snake tide in front of him, opening a path for it.

The crimson figure easily crossed the long snake tide along the silk thread and came in the direction of Ye Wuwu.

In the short journey, from time to time, there were still demon snakes jumping high and biting each other, but they were narrowly dodged.

The red-robed figure floated like a fluttering butterfly in a dangerous storm, but it finally flew in front of him.

"Let's go."

Ye Wuwu didn't say a word of nonsense, just glanced at Xia Anmeng, then grabbed the other party's wrist and walked forward again.

The crisis is far from over.

Although the snake demon did not chase after it in mid-air at the moment, it was difficult to guarantee when it would set off.

The little distance that has been opened now is really unbearable for the Jindan Demon.

The snake demon hissed, and the pain in his voice was revealed, but the demon's body gradually stabilized in mid-air, and no longer twitched.

But it was the injury caused by Cheyenne's dream that he slowly recovered.

And it doesn't stop there.

After the demon clan condenses into a demon pill, it can truly transform into a human.

This kind of transformation is completely different from the basic transformation spell, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to detect it unless they go beyond the realm of this monster.

Sensing that Ye Wuwu and Xia Anmeng's figures were getting farther and farther away, the snake demon smiled indifferently in his heart, and then between the green smoke, the huge demon body disappeared in an instant.

A moment later, a green-shirted scribe appeared in the smoke, but his eyes were different from ordinary people, they were a green color.

The green light flashed, and the turquoise color in the eyes dissipated, and finally became black and white eyes like human beings.

This green-shirted scribe is a snake demon.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and pondered for a while, but he smiled and slowly spoke, and said to himself.

"No wonder many of the predecessors of the demon clan like to transform into humans, and sure enough, the flow of demon power seems to be more rapid."

"And, it seems to be prettier."

The snake demon smiled, but his expression revealed an undisguised coldness and resentment.

In the next moment, it had turned into a blue light and chased forward.

Its speed is several times faster than that of Ye Wuwu and others.

……

After flying dozens of miles in a row, coupled with such a long battle, Rao is Ye Wuwu was also a little lacking in spiritual power at the moment.

The snake demon behind him has long since disappeared, and I don't know if it has been chased.

There was a dense forest under his feet, and Ye Wuwu thought about it for a moment, feeling that he couldn't run like this anymore.

"Let's take a break."

Ye Wuwu turned his head to look at Xia Anmeng and said softly.

Xia Anmeng nodded lightly at this moment, forcing a smile, but her expression seemed to be a little exhausted.

The figures of the two of them descended from the sky, there was a cave here, and Ye Wuwu did not have surprise on his face, but had expected it.

While he was in the air, he had already discovered this little cave.

However, compared to the cave where Ye Wuwu had cultivated, this cave can be described as a very different layout.

The craggy stone walls are covered with moss, and a few drops of water drop from time to time on the rock walls, and there are many traces of wild beast footprints on the ground.

In the depths of the cave, there are traces of a bonfire, but only remnants remain.

When Daohua Village was at its peak, there should have been a lot of hunters in the nearby mountains and forests.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

The moonlight, which had been obscured by the demonic aura of the snake demon before, resurfaced as it moved away at this moment, spilling into the world.

Ye Wuwu and Xia Anmeng sat down against the wall, their eyes facing each other, but they looked at each other and smiled.

With the bright moonlight, Ye Wuwu could clearly see the look of Xia Anmeng on the other side.

The charming face in the past is now pale, the eyebrows are full of uncontrollable exhaustion, and there are faint traces of red at the corners of the mouth, but they are wiped by Xia Anmeng.

This witch is very beautiful.

The ghost sent the gods, and such a thought popped up in Ye Wuwu's mind.

He wanted to take out a few bottles of pills, but the pills on his body had already been destroyed under the Heavenly Tribulation, and there was nothing left.

Just as Ye Wuwu stared at Xia Anmeng in a daze, the woman smiled lightly, and the brilliance in her eyes flowed, and said.

"Look, is this girl that good-looking?"

Ye Wuwu didn't make a sound, but his gaze stayed on the other party's shoulder for a while, and then he pointed at the other party and hesitated.

"What's going on there?"

Xia Anmeng's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he gently pulled up a few sleeves with his hand to cover the traces.

On the shoulder and neck, there was a small fine tooth mark, and it was only now that he calmed down and Ye Wuwu found it.

"I think it was when I was flying over the snake tide, and I was bitten by the demon snake, so it's no big deal."

Ye Wuwu frowned.

"The snake is poisonous."

Xia An Mengwan smiled and said happily.

"I have lived in the Purple Bamboo Forest since I was a child, and I have even refined the Silkworm Spider, and this bit of snake venom has no effect on me for a long time."

Before the words fell, Xia Anmeng continued to speak, and there was a bit of banter in his words.

"I'm a little tired, I want to rest for a while, son, I have to guard the door for the slave family."

Ye Wuwu snorted lightly and did not answer.

But Cheyenne Meng let out a long breath of turbidity, and her pretty face was full of exhaustion at the moment. Then the figure leaned slightly, leaned against the wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

In the quiet cave, under the bright moonlight, the woman in red fell asleep.