Seeing Fang Yan flying up from the ground, Ling Jingyao no longer hesitated, and quickly put away the demon grass in her hand.

Suddenly, there was no smell of medicinal herbs, and the dozen or so demon beasts that had almost fallen into madness suddenly quieted down, and kept sniffing something in the air, making strange sounds from time to time, as if they were looking for the smell of medicinal herbs.

It's just that the smell has been completely isolated in the wooden box, how can they find it again?

Fang Yan stood quietly in the air more than ten zhang above the ground, first glanced into the distance, and only after seeing that the sea in the distance had calmed down, did he look at the demon beast that suddenly quieted down with an expressionless face. Of course, most of his attention was still on the flying monster. At this time, the only one who could pose a threat to him was that demon beast.

He was far less sensitive to the smell of the Demon Attraction Grass than these demon beasts, but looking at these demon beasts that suddenly stopped, he could also tell that Ling Jingyao had already put away the Demon Attraction Grass.

The flying demon beast of the formation that had been constantly hitting fell to the ground, and also raised its head and sniffed in mid-air, as if to catch the smell that had disappeared.

That is, the moment it raised its head, it stared at the dialect in mid-air.

Fang Yan's heart jumped violently, and a trace of bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and before he could think of anything, the demon beast groaned angrily, and its body rose to the sky, turning into a rainbow light and rushing straight towards him.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched fiercely, and as soon as his body moved, he wanted to flee into the distance. It's just that the demon beast is extremely fast, a distance of more than ten zhang, in the blink of an eye, and before he has time to move, the demon beast has already approached him, and a sharp claw has hit the vital point in front of him.

"Go!" Fang Yan was taken aback, his palms moved quickly, and the spiritual weapon in his hand flew away from left and right.

"Choke!"

What made his heart sink was that before the two spiritual weapons approached this demon beast, they were hit by the domineering energy coming from its body and retreated again and again, and they couldn't get close to it at all.

Seeing that its claws were about to pierce into his body, his body retreated sharply, and two transparent fist shadows rushed out.

"Smack!"

The fist shadow and the claws of the demon beast made contact, not causing any damage to the other party, and even, the speed of its forward movement did not stop for a moment.

In the face of such a demon beast that was much stronger than him, any of his attacks seemed to be of no avail.

Fang Yan's heart was horrified, and his back was soaked in cold sweat at some point.

He couldn't fly as fast in mid-air as he did when he used Shadow on the ground, and the speed of this monster beast was far beyond him, so he couldn't escape. If he really let the sharp claws of this demon beast pierce his internal organs, then even if he has the spirit of vitality in his body, there is no cure.

Even in the midst of this lightning and flint, he had even felt the chill coming from the claws of this demon beast.

Seeing that the claws of this demon beast were about to pierce into his body, how could he dare to be careless, and with a movement of his palm, he wanted to take out the scroll.

Right now, only this picture scroll can save him.

But at this moment, the vision suddenly appeared.

Seeing that the demon beast that could kill him suddenly froze, it suddenly stopped. The next moment, as if it had been summoned by something, it screamed excitedly, and its body turned sharply and rushed straight down.

Fang Yan, who had half stepped into the ghost gate, breathed a sigh of relief, held the circle tightly in his hand, and looked down.

After seeing the scene below, he was stunned at first, and then smiled bitterly, and a look of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

Next to that formation, the demon beast that had just quieted down became restless again, and quickly attacked that formation. Even the late-stage demon beast that could fly also slammed into that formation.

Obviously, Ling Jingyao took out the demon grass again.

It's just in time. Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of the imminent scene just now, he couldn't help but shudder.

From the sudden attack of the demon beast to the approach in front of him, it was actually only two breaths of time. If Ling Jingyao had slowed down for a while, even if he could escape into that scroll in the end, I am afraid that he would inevitably be injured.

In the formation, seeing that the demon beast had indeed abandoned its dialect and was coming towards the demon grass, Ling Jingyao also breathed a sigh of relief. The situation just now was too sudden, and before she could fully react, she had already seen the late-stage strength demon beast approaching Fang Yan's body.

Frightened, she hurriedly took the demon grass away, hoping to relieve his crisis. Fortunately, this demon grass did not disappoint her. Otherwise, if Fang Yan really died in the hands of that demon beast, she might not be able to escape death in the end.

Without dialects, if she wanted to leave this formation, she could only rely on these demon beasts. However, surrounded by so many demon beasts, it was almost impossible for her to escape again.

"Whoa!"

In the distance, the sea that had just calmed down was churning again because of the appearance of the demon grass.

Fang Yan glanced into the distance, and his face became a little solemn.

There are now nearly twenty demon beasts attacking that formation, and if there are more demon beasts, it is unknown whether this formation can withstand it. If the formation is destroyed here, it will really be worth the loss.

However, if the Demon Attracting Grass was to be put away, the demon beast with late-stage strength would definitely spearhead him again.

After hesitating for a moment, he still made a gesture towards the formation of a pass.

Ling Jingyao had been paying attention to the dialect and naturally understood what he meant. It's just that she has the same worries in her heart as him, and she can't make up her mind for a while.

Looking down at more and more demon beasts, she took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and covered the wooden box in her hand. Obviously, she also knew that if she kept the demon grass open, this formation would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Putting away the demon grass, she immediately looked into the air, looking a little nervous, as if she was anxious for Fang Yan.

However, at this glance, she was slightly stunned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

In mid-air, there was nothing, and there was no trace of dialects.

She frowned slightly, and looked at the late-stage demon beast outside the formation with some concern. Although Fang Yan has gone far, if the demon beast wants to catch up, it shouldn't be a difficult task.

As she expected, after the flying demon beast sniffed in mid-air, it suddenly roared angrily, and its body moved, rushing straight up, and in the blink of an eye, it was in mid-air.

However, to Ling Jingyao's surprise, the demon beast paused for a moment in mid-air and actually fell to the ground again. Looking at its appearance, it seems that it has not found the whereabouts of the dialect.