As he spoke, from the iron forest in front of him, there was a sudden clanging sound of iron balls colliding.

The sound of the ball is pleasant, but the scenery is extraordinarily penetrating.

Shen Moli looked into the distance, and he could faintly see countless iron balls hanging on the moving iron chains. The sharp corners on the outside of the ball are dense, which makes people scary to see.

It looks like a thousand-pound iron ball, swaying in the wind. The sphere was as light as the windless iron chain, and the violent vibration continued, making people suddenly unable to distinguish between the virtual and the real in the forest.

"The gale that blows iron seems to be blowing again. Stinky girl, it's too dangerous for us to cross the iron forest at the moment, so let's find a safe place and rest for a while. Shen Mubei looked at the iron ball in the forest and said with a slight headache.

The iron forest seems to have no wind, but it can blow a thousand catties of iron balls, and the energy contained in the wind will not be less.

Shen Mubei broke through the iron forest alone, and it was not too difficult for him who had already entered the holy level of the Demon Dao realm. But Shen Moli was by his side, so he couldn't help but have some worries and was afraid to do things.

"In your opinion, that wind can have high-level power?" Shen Moli asked directly.

The strong wind was fierce, and it didn't seem to come out of nowhere. If you can push the iron ball with the momentum of the breeze, there must be a demonic energy hidden in the wind.

In the painting mountains, everything is possible.

Since the evil venerable wants to make the painting ridge a place where there is no entry and exit, it is inseparable from some ingenious designs. Otherwise, you can break this kind of level with ordinary tricks, and it will be too difficult and too easy to be cracked.

Shen Mubei listened to Shen Moli's unique answer, and the joy in his eyes was self-evident.

It's just that he still didn't plan to take Shen Moli on an adventure, so he turned his mind and said: "I really can't hide anything from the eyes of the stinky girl, the wind is painted by the evil venerable, and the form is the wind, but in essence, it is an out-and-out monster." ”

"Rank?" Shen Moli asked repeatedly.

Regarding Shen Mubei's excessive spoiling, Shen Moli did not intend to accept it all.

Hualing now seems to have returned to calm, but the dangers that may be hidden everywhere in Hualing make Shen Moli just want to speed up the pace of leaving.

"Stinky girl, I know you want to find the Monster as soon as possible, but this wind is a chasm that you will never be able to cross. Shen Mubei blocked the road again.

"If you don't try, how will you know? Brother, Mo Li has experienced a catastrophe, and she is no longer the weak woman in the past. Shen Mo Li said, and went straight to find some way to pass through the iron forest.

Shen Moli's words made Shen Mubei's heart ripple.

He looked back suddenly, and gradually realized that the emperor's soul was parasitic, and he was afraid that he would not allow Shen Moli not to grow.

In the future, against that person, what is needed is not only external force such as Qi Yan, but also Shen Moli's unyielding spiritual strength.

The emperor's soul is strong, and the king of the only strong can have the hidden ability to control the emperor's soul.

During the conversation between the two, an unrecognizable painting suddenly reverberated on the iron ball in the forest.

The scroll drooped and hung lifeless on the iron ball. Looking at it from a distance, if it was a dead painting, it could be carefully polished, and Shen Moli and the others quickly found that the painting was still writhing in pain.

Under the strong breaking of the scroll, the body of the painting with hundreds of holes finally fell off from the iron ball. But before the scroll had time to catch its breath, the breeze blowing the iron ball blew again, straight like a sharp blade, tearing the painting to pieces.

Shen Mubei was shaken and wanted to protect Shen Moli's heart to break through the iron forest, but after seeing such a terrifying picture again, he was very shaken.

He wasn't sure if he was going to agree to Shen Moli and take that risk.

While thinking, Shen Moli listened to the surrounding movements, and was shocked: "It's too late." ”

As soon as he woke up Shen Mubei, a ten-foot-long ancient painting broke out of the ground and attacked Shen Moli.

Shen Mubei came back to his senses from his hesitation, hurriedly pulled Shen Moli behind him, punched out, and slammed into the ancient painting.

The brutal force of the ancient painting rebounded Shen Mubei and shook him backwards.

"Junior Qi Yan has not advanced but retreated in the past 10,000 years, and this spiritual cultivation is really poor. "The ancient painting is disgusted.

Ancient paintings were already the existence of the dominant party when Qi Yan's father Wang was still alive.

Erjin is trapped in the painting ridge, and its cultivation is seriously consumed by the painting body. But even so, it was more than enough to fight against Shen Mubei, who was a saint-level demon cultivator.

"No matter how much you retreat, it's better than your antique old painting. Shen Mubei did not admit defeat, he sacrificed his demonic power, condensed into a long sword than the sky, and slashed at the ancient painting.

It's just that the fierce slashing power, in front of the ancient picture, is as slow as a snail crawling, and its force is softer than scratching.

Gu Hua said coldly: "I only want her." If you obediently hand over this woman, I will naturally look at the face of the ancient demon king and spare you a way out. ”

"She's my life, you want to take her, but you have to pass me first. Shen Mubei still insisted on staying in front of Shen Moli and said.

"If you are stubborn, you will die in vain!" Gu Hua saw that it was useless to persuade Shen Mubei, and he suddenly became angry. He gathered his magic power, slashed through it with a long sword, and stabbed Shen Mu north.

The sword is full of strength, even if it is the strongest in the world, there are few people who can resist that sword.

"Run. Shen Mubei picked up Shen Moli and walked in the direction of Huihualing regardless of it.

However, if the sword had sense, no matter how they dodged, the sword would eventually chase after them.

The sword is extremely powerful, and if people are not careful, they will be pierced by the sword.

Shen Moli carefully observed the long sword as he fled. The tip of the sword shimmered with cold light, and the middle of the blade was also covered with clouds. The whole sword looks like a perfect combination of magical power.

However, in this perfection, the hilt of the sword made of magic is also obvious.

Ancient paintings have been devoured by the scrolls of the demon qi in the body all the year round, and the void in the body has long been not a day or two. And that little lack made the aura at the hilt of the sword flicker.

Shen Moli found an opportunity, suddenly stopped, and rushed towards the end of the sword.

"No-" Shen Mubei shouted, stretching out his hand to stop Shen Moli's action of sending him to death.

However, the action ended up being half a beat late.

Shen Moli came out in front of the long sword, and his body turned deftly when the long sword pierced into her heart a few centimeters away.

The sword went off the peak, and finally it was in the air.

The sword that was originally chasing Shen Mubei was not a big threat to Shen Moli.

Shen Moli turned around and avoided the long sword. When the long sword was about to pierce Shen Mubei, his hand burned black flames and slashed straight towards the hilt of the sword.

Suddenly, the long sword that was still extremely powerful one second was scattered out of thin air the next moment.

Gu Hua looked at Shen Moli's sophisticated magic breaking sword movements, and was shocked. He has been alive for 10,000 years, although he has also met such people who can break his swordsmanship, but he is much older than Shen Moli.

For example, Shen Moli, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, can practice sword breaking techniques so well, so that Gu Hua has added a lot of caution to his attitude towards Shen Moli and the others.

The ancient painting drank loudly, and suddenly countless paintings lurking around obeyed the order and ran away.

Compared with the rest of the ancient paintings that were blindly searched, the ancient paintings that Shen Moli encountered today can be described as much wiser.

It was not satisfied with the mountain to find people, and only set up paintings at the last few passes, letting a group of paintings sit on the ground and wait for Shen Moli and the two to throw themselves into the net.

It's just that Shen Moli and the two of them are attractive things in terms of all paintings, and when the ancient paintings wanted to join forces, the rest of the paintings also got the news and rushed here.