The bright moon hangs high, big and round.

After nightfall, Lin Hai became even more restless.

Yan Yunting shuttled over the forest sea, and saw a giant tree "live" with his own eyes, and the spirits also woke up in the dark night one after another, and in an instant, all kinds of roars and cries echoed in the forest, some were pleasant to the ear, and some were numb.

This time he came to the Demon Domain, Yan Yunting did not prepare a map, he could only rely on a compass to roughly identify the direction, Lin Hai is in the west, the wolf clan is in the north, Yan Yunting's plan is to fly north for fifty or sixty thousand miles, and then turn to the east, as long as you can see the grassland, then you will reach the territory of the silver wolf clan, and then ask people for directions, it is not difficult to find Bauhinia City.

"Whirring ......"

The breeze is coming, but there is something different.

Yan Yunting sniffled and caught a trace of smoke and dust, could it be on fire?

If there is a natural enemy of the forest, it must be a fire. With such a huge sea of forests, if the fire is not controlled, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Yunting searched for the scent and sped up the speed of the beast.

After going deeper for more than 100 miles, sure enough, a firelight burned half of the sky.

No, there is no wind, rain, thunder, and no volcano here, so how can a fire suddenly ignite?

Could it be that someone deliberately set the fire?

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, two red rays of light rushed above the clouds as fast as meteors.

Yan Yunting hurriedly dispersed his senses, and the next moment, his eyes were shocked, this was ...... Yin Qi?

Ghost repair!

……

"It's not good, someone is looking at us, let's go!"

"I told you to run away after setting the fire, you have to covet demon beasts, and now you are being targeted!"

The two black-robed ghost cultivators were speeding in the clouds, and they both had ghost pill cultivators.

"Huh!"

A sword aura pierced through the clouds, cutting off the path of the ghost cultivator.

"Whoop...... Yan Yunting Imperial Beast rushed up to the clouds, looking down at the ghost cultivator with cold eyes, "Set fire to the mountain, sit in the bottom of the prison, you gang of nine miscellaneous pieces, you don't do anything with people." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, since you have found out, you must not let you leave alive-"

"Hmph, I can't do it, die!"

Yan Yunting's sword qi blasted the ghost cultivator into blood foam.

These ghost cultivators must have been given a death curse forbidden technique, and if they ask rashly, they will startle the snake, and it is most appropriate to kill them with one sword.

"In this way, even the mountain ghost clan can't be peaceful."

Yan Yunting looked at the sea of fire, hesitated for a moment, sighed lightly, and flew down.

The sea of fire is monstrous, the beasts are sobbing, all things have spirituality, and those who have no quarrel with the world should not be sinned.

Fortunately, as soon as the fire started, it lasted no more than twenty or thirty miles, and Yan Yunting rushed into the sea of fire, and a sword frost froze the fire:

"Shattered!"

"Boom la la ......"

The frost shattered into a smoothie and died with the flames.

Although the fire has been extinguished, the burned forest area cannot be restored, and the charred remains are everywhere.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if it's a little more tender, I'll have a full meal tonight." Yan Yunting shook his head and smiled bitterly, took away the sword, and just as he was about to turn around and leave-

"Whoosh!"

Hidden weapons?

Sneak attack?

He hurriedly formed a shield to block, and turned around to find out the enemy's location, but saw a wooden thorn directly through the aura barrier-

"Poof!"

The wooden spike hit him in the chest.

He stared at his chest, "This...... How can it be! ”

It's also a primordial spirit shield anyway, how could it be broken through by this inconspicuous wooden thorn? He endured severe pain and wanted to pull out the wooden thorns, but suddenly, a strange taboo hit the dantian, completely locking the true qi and spiritual power.

This thorn is poisonous......

As if all his strength had been drained, he threw his head back to the ground, and in his confused gaze, a pair of bare feet fell beside him.

"Whoa, whoa......"

He wanted to look up and see the face of the comer, "Smack! A punch slammed into the door, and he passed out.

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"Whoa!"

A basin of cold water was poured, and the chill woke up the dreamer.

Yan Yunting opened his eyes suddenly, reviewed the passage with half a breath, and then looked at the precipice in front of him, and half a foot further into the abyss, he subconsciously shook his body-

"Hiss!"

One on the left and one on the right, two giant pythons with fangs an inch long, are licking its cheeks with snake letters.

The snake body wrapped him around a stone pillar from head to tail, and his left and right shoulders, chest, abdomen, dantian, and knees were each inserted with a wooden thorn.

"Gurgling!" The old saying I heard before I passed out.

The stone pillar turned slowly, Yan Yunting turned his back to the abyss, facing the cliff, and saw more than thirty natives wrapped in grass skirts, dressed in cool clothes, and holding spears and earth crossbows?

Compared with the black and unruly aborigines in the wilderness, the group of aborigines in front of them can be described as worlds of difference - they have fair skin, strong men, soft daughters, full of spirit, faintly glowing bodies, and two ears as if sharpened, good-looking, very good-looking.

They glared at Yan Yunting, their eyes full of hostility.

"Uh...... I think you must have misunderstood something. Yan Yunting opened his mouth to probe.

The indigenous people looked at each other, probably because they didn't understand the language and couldn't understand each other.

"Huh!" A male native, pulling out a bone spur similar to a scimitar, rushed to Yan Yunting, and asked loudly with his neck on his back, of course, some incomprehensible indigenous words.

"Brother! Brother has something to say! Don't use the knife when you meet, I'm just a passing soy sauce guy, and I don't have any malice! Yan Yunting hurriedly explained. These people have a unique identity, and the weapons they use seem to be crude, but they can curb the aura, and they will really be slaughtered by them.

The male native's voice became louder and louder, and the spit stars splashed on Yan Yunting's face, and the other clansmen also shouted loudly, as if to say, "Kill him!" Kill him! ”

"None of you can speak official language!" Yan Yunting shouted, and his voice echoed through the valley.

"Maku!" Suddenly, a coquettish sound came from the mountainside.

The crowd parted on both sides, a leopard beast jumped up the cliff, and on the back of the beast sat a young woman, she wore a wreath of straw flowers, a long, snow-silver braid around her shoulders, a string of fangs necklace hanging around her neck, sapphire eyes, skin like clotted fat nose like a cone, a half-worn coat wrapped in a beast fur on her chest, and slender legs and red jade feet...... In short, a very beautiful and beautiful interracial woman.

The woman jumped off the leopard beast and argued with the male native, who glared at Yan Yunting, put down the bone spurs, and took a few steps back.

The woman stepped forward, looked at Yan Yunting with cold eyes for a moment, and asked in a jerky official voice, "Who are you?" Where did it come from? Why set fire to the forest? Answer honestly, or I'll kill you! ”

"I'm from the Silver Wolf Clan—"

"You're lying!"

"Hiss!" The two poisonous snakes bared their teeth and grinned, winding Yan Yunting even tighter.

"There's no wolf in you at all. Taste, you're not a demon either! The woman scolded coldly: "I'll give you one last chance, say, who are you and why are you burning our mountains and forests!" ”

(To be continued...... ）

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