He held a flute in his hand, which was clearly his weapon.

But judging from his aura momentum, he was also in the Spirit Sea Realm, and he did not enter the Yuan Shen Realm. After all, there is no need for the Demon King to use so many heavenly and earthly treasures to make people break through to the Yuan Shen Realm, isn't that a tyrannical thing? And the five lucky ones who had been hung up before could only be said to be a very small number of lucky people, and they got the resources to break through to the Yuan Shen Realm.

He didn't talk nonsense, and with the mournful sound of the flute, the surrounding grass and trees changed. It was as if they had become alive, stretching their bodies and dancing.

Wu Jinxing and Zhou Jinyan immediately turned around and ran, without the intention of stopping to solve him, even if they had the ability to kill him.

Because time does not allow.

If each firelight means at least one demon person, then there are thousands of demon people in at least the Spirit Sea Realm for thousands of fires.

One or two is fine, if they all rush over after getting their bearings and form an encirclement, it will be too late.

This doesn't have to be an endless number of shrouded corpses to be weak, or even stronger!

But the melody of the flute changed suddenly, and immediately the grass and trees were all soldiers. The grass stretched out its body and wound around their bare feet; The branches stretched out like whips, some of which were drawn towards them, and others were like ropes, trying to tie them up.

Zhou Jinyan's Imperial Sword flashed, and several branches were cut off. The ingenious use of the lightning guide body made her body surrounded by thunder, and all the grass that touched her turned into ashes.

Wu Jinxing put the pot on his back, and both fists ignited flames, and with one fist, he met the flying branches, and the flames spread to their tree bodies, making them torch trees. But the Flame Fist couldn't do anything about the grass on the ground, so he could only try to get out of the way before they touched him, or forcibly tear them off, but this also caused him to stumble.

In order to maintain the stability of the rhythm when playing, his body cannot move too much, so he cannot run fast. So even though the rhythm covers a wide range, there are times when they run out.

The distance gradually widened, and the demon man hurriedly followed, but the sound of the flute never disappeared. Although he didn't cause substantial damage, he didn't care, because the goal had already been achieved - it was enough for him to pester them, stall for time, and wait for the others to arrive.

……

"Whew," after running for a long distance, feeling that the strength of the grass and trees was gradually weakening to the point where there was no threat, Wu Jinxing breathed a sigh of relief, "I finally escaped, it shouldn't be dangerous for the time being, right?" ”

"Hope is like ......" Zhou Jinyan was halfway through her words, her pupils surrounded by thunder suddenly shrank, and the Yuxiao Sword suddenly thundered and stabbed Wu Jinxing's neck fiercely.

Wu Jinxing did not dodge, and the Yuxiao Sword did not stab Wu Jinxing, but stabbed him next to the neck.

"Dang!" A crisp sound echoed.

Wu Jinxing turned around and saw a demon man holding a half-human-high scythe taking two steps back.

The sickle was stained with Zhou Jinyan's thunder and lightning power, and his arm was also spread, but he used his aura to squeeze it out in time, but his arm was numb.

Wu Jinxing's cold sweat couldn't help but flow down immediately.

This demon didn't know how to do it, but he was able to get close to Wu Jinxing quietly. If Zhou Jinyan hadn't seen and reacted in time, Wu Jinxing would have been slashed by this half-human-tall sickle, and the outcome would have been obvious......

At this time, there was the roar and galloping sound of falling trees on the side, and a tall demon man with a giant axe appeared in Wu Jinxing's sight.

But he didn't act rashly, as if waiting for something.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a beam of black light behind Zhou Jinyan passed through many obstacles and blasted behind Zhou Jinyan.

The black light moved very much, and Zhou Jinyan naturally noticed it. When he turned around, the thunder of the Yuxiao Sword was bright, bright and dazzling, rolling up a thunderbolt, like a thunderstorm raging between heaven and earth, slashing horizontally with all his strength, cutting it through the middle.

Then she noticed that it was a demon man holding a dark mirror.

Before she could react, two more demons appeared in front of them, one after the other. One with a bone sword and the other with a javelin.

At this time, the sound of the flute gradually became clear from faint, and the grass and trees reacted again.

In just a few minutes, there were six people chasing and killing Wu Jinxing and Zhou Jinyan, and this was only a small part, and many people were rushing over one after another. This made them understand that they had to break through immediately, otherwise the situation would be even more serious if they waited a few more moments.

But as soon as Wu Jinxing moved, a javelin crossed the sky, crossed an almost straight arc, and exploded at him with the momentum of breaking bamboo.

"When."

Wu Jinxing raised the pot to resist, and the pot shield technique and the Sumeru pot could not be used. Wu Jinxing's aura was more than enough to support it, but this attack exceeded the limit of what the dilapidated iron pot could reach.

The dilapidated iron cauldron, which had gone through several fierce battles, was finally overwhelmed, and shattered with a snap, turning into small pieces and flying out.

But the javelin flew upside down in the air and flew back into the hands of its owner.

Wu Jinxing, who lost his weapon, took two steps back helplessly. He is a bit similar to Chen Rong, because of "Ten Thousand Pot Gong", most of his combat power is also concentrated on the pot.

The pot is gone, his combat effectiveness has dropped by more than one grade, and it is difficult to play a role now, almost all of it depends on Zhou Jinyan alone.

Wu Jinxing retreated, and the pursuers took a few steps accordingly, murderous, and the battle was about to break out.

Zhou Jinyan's palms were a little sweaty, she couldn't deal with so many people alone. She didn't expect Wu Jinxing to drop the chain at this critical moment, and all the pressure was concentrated on it.

[What to do?] Could it be that I'm going to die here today? Seeing them approaching step by step, Wu Jinxing was restless in his heart, and a large number of sweat droplets appeared on his forehead.

"Ding, congratulations on the completion of the host's half-hour dilapidated hot pot transformation, please receive!" The electronic sound sounded in this desperate moment.

Wu Jinxing felt that the timely electronic sound was so beautiful, like a natural sound, that he was a little moved.

[Hahahaha, there is no endless road!] Wu Jinxing was ecstatic.

His hand suddenly shone brightly, and the light was so dazzling that everyone present couldn't help but close their eyes, and when the light receded, he looked over there again, but was shocked to see a hot pot appear in his hand. The pursuers suddenly stopped, vigilant against a large number of hot pots.

The hot pot is a little shabby, but the size is smaller than the iron pot, and there is nothing special about it.

In this short moment, information about the dilapidated hot pot poured into his mind like an empowering, giving him an understanding of it.

"Hmph," Wu Jinxing looked at the demon man who threw the javelin, and snorted coldly, "I'm really a bully, right?" Let me give you a taste of my awesomeness! ”

The dilapidated hot pot was aimed at him, and the majestic aura was injected, and a flame was immediately born in the seemingly ordinary hot pot. The flame is like a liquid, flowing quickly in the pot, forming a vortex of flames.

A deafening dragon roar suddenly erupted from the center of the flame vortex, and a fiery dragon rose from the vortex, rolling up raging flames, roaring and rushing towards the demon man with the javelin in hand.

That's one of the abilities of the worn-out hot pot: the fire dragon. This was originally the ability of the Fire Serpent, but it was transformed into a fire dragon.

The dilapidated hot pot is different from the iron pot, the iron pot is a melee combat type, and it can be hard-hitting, and exercises such as Sumeru pot and pot shield can be used again. But the dilapidated hot pot is relatively fragile and can't withstand the toss, but it is better because it has the power of this fire dragon.

The moment the fire dragon appeared, Wu Jinxing felt that part of his spirit and perspective noticed the fire dragon, and at the same time, the fire dragon also made it like an arm, doing whatever he wanted.

The fire dragon is made up of flames and has great strength and heat. It's a pity that it can only exist one at a time, and it can only be re-condensed after it is blown up, but the aura of condensing a dragon needs to be too great, and Wu Jinxing can condense it two or three times at most, but fortunately, after it is formed, it no longer needs aura. At the same time, although it can't be drastically worn-out hot pot too far, it also makes up for the problem that he doesn't have a remote means to a certain extent.

But Wu Jinxing felt that this time the 80 pot coins were worth it! Because it's capable of much more than that. The dilapidated hot pot still has an ability, but because his cultivation is limited now, he can't use it for the time being.

But now this fire dragon is enough!

The demon man held his javelin horizontally, and a shield forged by aura stood in front of him. But in front of the fire dragon, it was vulnerable, and it fell apart in an instant, and even the people with guns were swept out by a move of the dragon's tail.

But Wu Jinxing did not manipulate the fire dragon to chase after the victory, the dragon head turned, spat flames, and ignited the nearby grass and trees, so that the flute could no longer control them, and then roared and rushed towards the others.

It was the first to rush towards the one holding the bone sword, and it slammed into it with a fierce momentum, unstoppable. But this demon man seemed to have no fighting spirit at all, and he didn't want to fight and retreated quickly.

As a last resort, the fire dragon changed its target and crashed into the demon man with the giant axe in his hand. Compared with the previous one, he did not retreat but advanced, roared and picked up the giant axe, and went forward to meet it.

Like him, there was the one with the scythe at the beginning, like a god of death, quietly but quickly rushing behind the fire dragon.

"Huh."

A dark mirror in the distance shot out a black light again, heading straight into the dragon's eyes.

The fire dragon bared its fangs and tried to swallow the giant axe, but the sudden black light made it close its mouth again in pain.

Its target jumped to a height of seven or eight feet, and the great axe slashed down on its head, slashing deep into its skull. The sharp pain made it struggle frantically, but the scythe was like a real death scythe, and in a flash of cold light, the sharpened iron cut its scales like mud, cutting off the dragon's head.

"Snort."

The fire dragon stopped moving, turned into sparks, and dissipated into the air.

They turned their heads to look at the place, only to find that Wu Jinxing and Zhou Jinyan were no longer there, nowhere to be found.

But the demon man with the bone sword is also nowhere to be found.