The monotonous scene of the Tianshui Continent, the western border, the endless towering ancient trees, and the hills, caves and bushes that can be seen everywhere, is also quite spectacular at a glance

Although it is only early autumn, it is already a scene under the boundless falling trees, and there is a solemn atmosphere in the gloom, which will inevitably make those who see it sad and sad

Except for the occasional autumn wind sweeping away the frosty yellow leaves and making a whining and mournful sound, the heavens and the earth seem to be silent

It was only soon that this harmony was broken, and a mount with a deer's head but a horse's body roared to it, and it was already two feet away in a flash, and after four hooves touched the ground, the two hind legs exerted force, and the body jumped high, although the hind hooves slid over the tips of the bushes, bringing down a few yellowed branches, but the shrubs were already behind it, and it flexibly manipulated its limbs, avoiding obstacles everywhere as much as possible, and shuttled quickly through the jungle

This is the extremely famous wind horse in the Tianshui Continent, running like the wind, it is a good mount, with long-lasting endurance and full of spirituality, and it is hard to find

The young man with red lips and white teeth, richly dressed, looked fourteen or fifteen years old, but his bloodshot pairs and unconcealed haggard countenance showed that his current situation was not optimistic

The old man was dressed in plain clothes, with a tail braid that had grown his hair, but he was full of energy, his body was steady, and he was full of vitality as he was in his prime, but when he looked up at the sky, an imperceptible anxiety flashed in his eyes

He glanced at the young man who was protected by him in his arms with complicated eyes, and stopped talking, only a silent sigh in the end, and he didn't care about arranging a few strands of scattered hair, and manipulated the wind horse to go away quickly

Soon, the silence of the jungle returned, but the ground began to tremble slightly, as if a herd of beasts were rushing towards it

After about a stick of incense, about twenty huge golden demon tigers with a group of blood-red bats with eyes pierced on their faces stopped in an orderly manner in front of the bushes that the Wind Horse had straddled

More than 20 demon tigers are all one zhang tall, about two zhang long, looking majestic and powerful, and the huge tiger claws also beat the ground lightly during the pace, you can imagine the scene of them running

Three demon tigers stepped out of the tiger group, and the two demon tigers carried a middle-aged man and a young man in brocade clothes on their backs, the bats engraved on the faces of these two people were bright blood red, while the bats engraved on the faces of a group of people in the back were a little fainter and dark red

The middle-aged man's face was rough, a scar spread from his left eye to the root of his left ear, and the blood-red bat carved on his face seemed to be cut off with a knife, adding a bit of his fierce aura out of thin air

The young man in brocade has a handsome face, and the blood-red bats carved on his face make him a little bewitching, but the yin owl in his eyes makes people feel that he is an extremely vicious master at a glance

The demon tiger on the far right is not manned, its size is larger than the other demon tigers in the tiger group, and its hair is also different from those golden demon tigers, mixed with white and yellow, it looks a little nondescript and funny, but this does not affect the majesty emanating from its huge body, so that the other demon tigers dare not cross it half a step

The middle-aged man on the back of the tiger and the young man in brocade looked at each other and jumped off the tiger's back almost at the same time, staring at the bushes carefully for a while, the middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, and then he turned his head to look at the young man in brocade beside him, with a taste of test in his eyes

"With the agility and physical strength of the Wind Horse, he was a little weak when he would never jump over the shrubs that were a few feet high, and it seems that the physical strength of this beast has been consumed to the limit."

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, looking like he was winning, while the brocade-clothed young man was a little impatient in his eyes

"Cao'er, this time I took you out to chase the remnants of Nanyu City, one is to increase some knowledge and experience, and the other is also to sharpen your practice, after all, you can only know the weakness of individuals after seeing the vastness of heaven and earth, and of course, it can also arouse the desire for strength of my monks."

A flash of blazing heat flashed in the eyes of the brocade-clothed young man who was called Cao'er, thinking of the magic skills of those big people who had cultivated to a high and profound realm, turning their hands over clouds and raining their hands, and moving mountains and seas at will, everyone yearned for it

It's just that the thought of these days of hunting frowned again, and their team cooperated with the Tiger Clan, who were good at running, and they were still hanging behind each other for five days

"Uncle Zhuo, since the Imperial Wind Horse is tired, we quickly speed up the pursuit, and then move forward, through the Hantan Peak, we will arrive at the Western Wilderness, the terrain of the Western Wilderness is complex, and the strength of several demon clans entrenched in it is even more unfathomable, once they escape to the depths of the Western Wilderness, it will be troublesome for us to search for them."

The young man in brocade rubbed his forehead, his voice was a little tired, a few days of running, even if he was already a cultivator of the Ten Heavens of Cultivation Vein, he had polished the foundation very well since he was a child, and his physical fitness was stronger than most cultivators, but he was still a little unbearable

"Cao'er, do you know why my Luo clan rose from the micro-end?"

"Of course, it is because of my uncles' profound deeds and brave standing to help my father kill a piece of the world, every time I hear my father talk about it, I feel full of blood boiling, it is really a time that people yearn for and envy."

"You, you, you, can say nice things"

Although the rough man shook his head and made a gesture of crying and laughing, but the smug look between his eyebrows could not be hidden, looking at the young man next to him, he only felt that it was more pleasing to the eye than his son, and said in his heart, the eldest brother gave birth to a good boy, and if he cultivated it well, it would be better to be blue

The man straightened his face, and then said to the young man beside him in a more serious voice

"Cao'er, you remember, my Luo clan can rise quickly, and the biggest principle to follow is to never give the enemy in a desperate situation a chance to turn the tables"

"When you force the prey into the trap, the best choice is to find the right time to give him a fatal blow, rather than rushing up without absolute certainty to give him a chance to break the net, as hunters we must be patient, to know how to slowly consume the prey's physical strength, so that he will lose the possibility of breaking the net with you in exhaustion"

"Although the Ye boy of Nanyu City is not worried, but Zhu Wuwei is the old thing that is one of the few masters in the hundred cities within a radius, I and Brother Tiger will definitely win with him, but if he holds the determination to die and pulls us to the end, even if we win, we will be a miserable victory, and now the wind horse is already the end of the strong crossbow, then we only need to besiege but not attack, we can consume this old immortal to death, not to mention, we are not not arranged at all, what do you say Brother Tiger?"

The white-haired demon tiger turned his head to look at the two people who were talking, and then looked up at the sky above the jungle, although it was autumn, many ancient tree branches and leaves could not wait to wither yellow, but there were still many lush green leaves reluctant to be assimilated by the autumn wind, forming a yellow and green scenery, and above the jungle at this time there were some goshawks, and the demon tiger urn spoke angrily

"I have instructed the goshawks, those two humans cannot escape their surveillance, and after the deed is completed, don't forget the promise you made, otherwise my demon clan will not be a master to offend"

"Jiang is still old and spicy, my uncle's trick is really wonderful, Cao'er has been taught, the tiger clan can rest assured, my father has always been a promise, and he will never break his promise."