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Why are these two humans clinging to it?

The cunning of course understands that these two people want to escape from the ravine with it, so they will not pose a threat to it.

Today, Qian is ridiculed and used by lowly humans, which makes it feel ashamed, but now it has to swallow this resentment.

Little by little, the skull moved backwards, and the skull that fell on the mud and sand flowed all the way to blood, and the spirit did not walk in a straight line, but went around and around, picking the gaps between the rocks, and it was very hidden.

Along the way, it avoided all kinds of sea beasts in the ravine, and did not encounter danger at all, it seems that it came to the ravine more than once to hunt for food.

Leaving the waters, which were full of warships, and passing a huge rock, two crooked heads blocked the way of the cunning.

Previously, under the pursuit of Qian, Fu Shouyu fled for his life, but did not go far, but kept his distance, sensing the movements of his companions and Qian.

They found that after the killing intent of the head disappeared, the killing intent of the head had weakened, but they were not sure what was happening, so they followed from a distance.

At this moment, the two heads bowed in front of the cunning body, indicating that they had figured out the situation. Cunning entered the ravine and killed their companions, and now that they are badly wounded, they will not let Cunning leave.

Qian opened his eyes again, staring at Ling Luo, Ling Luo understood what it meant, and smiled helplessly, he was tied to the same rope as this spirit.

He dragged Huanmeng forward, wrapped his right hand, and protected Huanmeng and Qian behind him.

The two heads bounced on all fours, and they pounced suddenly, their sharp front claws slapping towards Ling Luo.

Ling Luo swung the blade of the lower string and quickly drew the cloud-shading shield, the blue water patterns on the cloud-shading shield swayed, and the two heads of the shield collided heavily, and the array shield suddenly shattered, but stopped the attack of the head-shaking.

Ling Luo frowned, the Cloud Shield was the same formation as the Gonghai Great Formation Division, but it was always shattered in his own hands, after all, he couldn't understand the formation patterns and failed to exert the true power of the Mountain and Sea Division.

The two heads bumped into the cloud-shading shield, it was not comfortable, dizzy, it took a while to recover, they did not dare to act rashly, step by step towards Ling Luo, very careful.

Ling Luo held the lower string blade in front of him, this was his only reliance, Ling Luo didn't have a cultivation, he didn't know how to repel these two sea beasts, so he had to take one step at a time.

After thinking about it, this kid is unreliable, and he swings the sword in his hand in front of him at every turn, and at first glance he is a human who doesn't understand swordsmanship.

Among human beings, the real sword masters will not use their swords at will, they press the sword in the sheath, calmly, once they find the opponent's flaws, they will definitely kill the enemy with one blow.

These two heads were full of flaws, if it weren't for the conspiracy, their strength would have been greatly reduced, and they could be torn apart with a wave of their claws.

But...... The sword in this kid's hand was very unusual, and the fierce killing intent in the sword body was about to come out, as if countless silver needles were stimulating the cunning Yuan Jue.

Forget it, it's not appropriate to rely on this kid, it's better to take advantage of their entanglement to go first, hold the head hanging on the ground, pout your ass, and retreat behind the rocks little by little, slip away!

Ling Luo turned his head to face Qian's position, although he couldn't see Qian, Ling Luo knew that Qian's original sense was strong and he could see himself.

Ling Luo's eyes told it: If you dare to slip away, I won't care, these two pig-like monsters are coming for you.

The cunning cunning quickly thought of this meaning, stopped his body, and since he was discovered, he had to give up the idea of running away, and returned to Ling Luo's body, thinking that he was cultivating all his life, and he was really embarrassed to be handed over to a lowly human today.

Seeing that this spirit was honest, Ling Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Since ancient times, this creature has been pondering human behavior and analyzing human expressions very thoroughly.

This kid's smug expression was clearly saying: Good boy, look at my brother.

It glanced at Ling Luo, closed its eyes again and lay down on the sand.

Fu Shouyu was already approaching, and pounced again.

Ling Luo slashed with a sword indiscriminately, only to see that the blade of the lower string became snowy, blooming with a piece of moonlight, and the trapped killing intent in the sword body rushed out, frantically tearing the sea water, and the invisible killing intent turned into a black flame, as if a giant dragon rushed out, instantly swept the two heads and tore them into pieces.

The Black Flame Dragon returned to the sword body, and it seemed that the killing intent had been vented, and it gradually subsided, all within one breath.

Ling Luo was stunned, and didn't react to what was happening, the two heads in front of him were gone, and countless pieces of minced flesh and blood floated in the sea. Ling settled down, and Fang Cai's scene was completely unexpected.

Cunning secretly rejoiced that he didn't attack this human being, and he was right. His sword had a strong killing intent and was extremely weird, but in an instant, it shattered the corpses of the two heads in pieces, which was not inferior to the inheritance sword of the Immortal Gate.

What's even more incredible is that the killing intent in the sword has been refined into an independent consciousness, and it can spontaneously attack the target without the owner of the sword slashing, and when the consciousness of this sword is completely independent, it will be a completely evil sword.

At this time, the blade of the lower string was fluorescent and bright, and it was not real, like a piece of moonlight held in Ling Luo's hand.

The obstacle was cleared, and the sand stood up, its head still dangling, and it just stepped back and went on.

As he walked, Ling Luo felt the sea around him change, gradually changing from cold to warm. After walking a short distance, they came to an undersea crater.

The red magma flowed slowly in the crater, and Ling Luo understood that this spirit must have escaped from the ravine with the force of the magma rush when the volcano erupted.

However, if it can escape from here, what about Ling Luo and Wandering Dreams? What should they do? Falling into the hot lava is afraid that it will burn to ashes immediately.

Looking at the magma under his feet, Ling Luo was in trouble......

Ling Luo's heart moved, and he wrote in the palm of his dream: Don't move around when you stay here. He handed the lower string blade to Huanmeng's hand and held it, and regardless of the doubts in Huanmeng's heart, he turned around and ran frantically.

The two had been stuck in a ravine for days, holding hands for days, and had never been separated.

At the moment when Ling Luo let go of his hand, his heart was empty...... What's going on? Where is he going?

Nothing can be seen, nothing can be heard, and the dream is overwhelmed. But she didn't dare to move, she had to listen to Ling Luo, stay here, and never move.

Time passed breath by breath, and Huanmeng reached out and touched it around, but there was nothing. Strange dreams were scared like never before, and their bodies began to tremble.

What did he go to do, and when will he come back?

A quarter of an hour has passed, but this quarter of an hour is longer than a year for Huanmeng.

The dream became more and more frightened, and finally the tears flowed uncontrollably and mixed in the sea. Her hands clenched the lower string blade tightly, and it seemed that only this sword could reassure her a little.

A few miles away, a mouthful of upside-down bronze giant tripod, moving on the mud and sand not slowly, hidden in the tripod Ling Luo, holding the giant tripod with both hands, step by step struggled to move forward.

In the buoyancy of the sea, this giant tripod is not heavy, the body of the tripod completely envelops Ling Luo, and can shelter him for a while!

The killing intent of the lower string blade should be able to deter some sea beasts, but despite this, Ling Luo didn't dare to let Huanmeng stay alone, even if it was for an extra minute.

A few miles apart, Ling Luo's Yuan Jue always locked on the killing intent on Qian's body and moved in the direction of that killing intent. As long as Cun's killing intent is there, he will be able to return to the crater without any problems.

Suddenly, the bronze giant tripod shook violently, and the ding's body hit Ling Luo's head, making him almost faint.

Then there were three violent impacts, Ling Luo stayed in the tripod and did not dare to move, and outside was the gully creature giant earth cow, which was hitting the bronze giant tripod with its bull head.

More than a dozen times in a row caused the copper tripod to grind a shallow groove on the mud and sand, and the giant earth ox circled around the hard thing, sucked the cow's nose and left.

The ravine creature walked away, and Ling Luo once again held up his spirit, raised the copper tripod with both hands, and continued to move towards the cunning position.

The cunning killing intent is gone.