Xiao Wenzi was afraid that the cultivation time would be too long, and he would miss the opportunity to ride a wild goose to leave this unknown mountain pass, so he did not immediately start exchanging the Demon Gathering Pill for cultivation.

Demon magic is a deep-level use of demon spiritual power, and after mastering it, it can double the speed of flying away, and it will not fall into a state of selflessness for a long time when practicing, but can take the opportunity to practice.

Whoosh, a faint gray shadow pierced the night sky, and in the blink of an eye, it passed over a sleeping wild goose and landed on the back of another goose a few feet away, without causing any waves.

After several hours of repeated attempts to cultivate, Xiao Wenzi has been able to initially master the demon technique, and at this moment, even if he encounters a monk with a magic weapon in the fourth layer of heaven, he also has the capital to entangle with the other party.

The mood was extremely refreshing, but idleness was also idle, he flew up from the back of the wild goose, and once again used the magic to sweep the rocks on the side.

In the early morning, the geese wake up from their sleep, forage for food by the stream, and then spread their wings and continue to migrate south.

One of the geese did not notice it, and as soon as it spread its wings and lifted into the air, a small gray shadow galloped and landed lightly on its back.

After a whole night of cultivation, Xiao Wenzi's mastery of the Demon Technique became more and more proficient.

After casting the Demon Demon, his speed of flight more than doubled, and it only took two or three seconds to cross a distance of several meters, and it looked like a tiny phantom.

The Tiannan Mountains are thousands of miles in circumference, which refers to the distance of the entire edge, but in fact, it is more than a thousand miles longitudinally.

In this way, Xiao Wenzi rode a wild goose during the day, and took the opportunity to practice demon art at night, which was also relaxed and comfortable.

He thought that he could follow the wild geese and go directly to a strange place thousands of miles away, and re-find the opportunity to suck blood and cultivate.

However, on the morning of the third day, as the flock of geese was about to fly away from the southern edge of the Tiannan Mountains, the sound of bowstrings from the peaks below changed everything.

The eagle arrows roared, not biased or oblique, just through the body of the wild goose that Xiao Wenzi was riding on, and another wild goose overlapping with it, and then several arrows flew in and shot the other four or five geese.

The rest of the flock of geese screamed and rushed towards the sky, and the bowstring below began to sound again, and several arrows shot in, and the feathers were swaying with blood.

After these two rounds, the remaining geese had flown high enough that the hunters below did not bend their bows and arrows.

In fact, with the flight altitude of geese, no bow and arrow can kill them under normal circumstances.

It's just that the peaks at your feet are a little raised, and they have just foraged from the low-lying valley, and the geese have not had time to increase their flight altitude, so they are unlucky.

Because his vision was blocked by the feathers of the wild goose, and the scope covered by the demon sense was limited, although Xiao Wenzi broke away from the wild goose at the critical moment to avoid the sharp wind of the arrows, he could not change his position in time and flew to another wild goose that escaped.

Because several of his companions around the wild goose he was riding were pierced through his body by arrows, and he was now falling towards the mountains and forests below.

"Damn, which bastard the hell is it? The bad master has lost his mount and can't continue to rush to the warm south, so he can't spare your ......"

Encountering the southward migration of geese to rest can only be said to be lucky, otherwise even if he sees a flock of geese flying high in the sky, he will not be able to catch up with the tailwind bird in time.

The pleasant journey was forced to be interrupted, and the depression in Xiao Wenzi's heart can be imagined.

After feeling the fluctuations in the qi on the arrow, and confirming that the other party was not a high-level immortal cultivator, but just an ordinary person who was proficient in secular martial arts, he followed the body of the wild goose and quickly fell to the Qingfeng below.

At the top of the mountain, five or six gorgeously dressed young men had good quality longbows and arrows in their hands, and they were followed by dozens of retinues leading horses and falling feet.

As soon as the body of the wild goose landed, several men who looked like domestic servants quickly ran forward to pick it up, and then ran to flatter.

"Hahaha, it's really two birds with one stone, Brother Zhang is good at archery, and the younger brother admires it. ”

These young men in brocade clothes are the young masters of the big families in the county town, and this time they are invited to the Tiannan Mountains for autumn hunting, which has the meaning of competing for the length of the competition, and their arrows are clearly marked and distinguished.

The slightly chubby brocade-clothed young man immediately laughed and gave a thumbs up to the handsome man next to him when he saw the seal mark on the tail of the arrows of the two geese.

As soon as his words fell, the other four young men also sighed and echoed: "Hey~~, it seems that this autumn hunt is Brother Zhang's big victory, every year, boring, really boring." ”

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke. ”

The man they called Brother Zhang smiled and said, although he was very humble, but when he heard these words in the ears of the fat young man, he always felt that he was deliberately showing off.

The six of them only cared about greetings, and they didn't notice that a small mosquito with a slightly larger body was quietly approaching them.

"Brother Dayan goes all the way, and I will avenge you. ”

Xiao Wenzi doesn't care what the identity of Brother Zhang and the others is, on the edge of this inaccessible mountain, he can suck blood to his heart's content, who let the other party shoot him down for no reason?

At the same time as he was slandering in his heart, Xiao Wenzi suddenly urged the Demon Technique, turning into a small gray phantom and flying towards the back of Brother Zhang's neck.

Since cultivating the Blood Spirit Dafa, every time the realm breaks through, Xiao Wenzi has not only grown in his body and cultivation, but his mouthparts have also become sharp and sharp.

With a snort, the long and sharp mouthparts pierced into the blood vessels at the back of the neck of the young man surnamed Zhang, and a large amount of blood was sucked and exchanged for system currency.

Yes~~

The back of his neck suddenly itched and hurt, and the handsome young man who had been indifferent and free screamed miserably, he threw away the longbow directly, and raised his hand to slap it towards the back of his neck.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong? What happened?......

It happened suddenly, and several people were not immortal cultivators, until the young man surnamed Zhang changed his face and cried out in pain, he gathered around and opened his mouth to inquire.

But before they finished speaking, Brother Zhang suddenly retracted his bloody palm, causing everyone's faces to change at the same time, and the body close to him couldn't help but quickly retreat.

A wound that was only an inch long, but deep enough to see the bones appeared in the palm of the young man surnamed Zhang, and the blood was dripping, but including him, no one knew what had just happened?

"There's something on the back of my neck, it's sucking blood, hurry~~, get rid of it. ”

Breaking through to the peak of the second layer of heaven, Xiao Wenzi's speed of sucking blood with all his strength was comparable to the syringe extraction of a small needle, and in just a moment, Brother Zhang, who had lost too much blood, felt dizzy, he grabbed his right hand with his left hand, which was bleeding and in severe pain, and said anxiously.

"Yes, young master!"

The fat young man and the five were afraid of danger and could not help, but the young master's orders, the servants and guards of the Zhang family did not dare not disobey, and several strong men quickly ran towards him according to their words.

However, with the rapid sound of breaking through the air, they had not yet approached when several winged blades had already struck their knees.

The clothes were torn and blood was flying, and the pain was so severe that the four or five strong men all screamed and fell to the ground.