Just as the old man surnamed Song was thinking about it, the battle in the distance changed again.

The iron-winged demon eagle, after realizing that it could not shake off the bald man on its back, immediately let out a crazy and unyielding chirp, its wings flapped violently, and its huge body fell straight down the nightmare plain below.

At the same time, most of the gray feathers on its wings fell off, mixed with a sharp aura, and rushed towards the bald man on his back, and the feathers comparable to the magic weapon of the blade quickly wrapped the man's burly body.

The bald man didn't seem to anticipate this trick, and was rigidly restrained by the feathers, but he still stuck to the back of the magic eagle.

After a few breaths, the iron-winged demon eagle turned, turned its back down, and slammed it to the ground of the Nightmare Plains.

There was a loud "boom", a large number of gray feathers and debris grass debris flew away, and puffs of dust and smoke flew out, and the bald man seemed to break away from the back of the iron-winged demon eagle in the impact.

At this moment, the magic power in the Demon Eagle's body exploded in vain, and the scarred, sparsely feathered body turned into a black glow, and quickly shot away into the distance.

The old man surnamed Song and Mrs. Kou saw it clearly, and the iron-winged demon eagle took advantage of this high-altitude back fall, sacrificing a large number of gray feathers, and only then did he throw the bald man out of his body.

However, this seventh-level demon eagle did not have any idea of continuing to fight, it seemed to have overdrawn the magic power in its body, and it burst out with an astonishing speed to escape.

A hint of hesitation flashed in Mrs. Kou's eyes and she said, "Song Daoyou, should we go and take a look?"

"The sharpness of the Iron Winged Demon Eagle Iron Feather, even if it is not as good as the Blade Magic Weapon, it is not much worse, being wrapped in so many iron feathers, coupled with the Nightmare Grass on the ground, this guy may not be seriously injured and fall into an illusion. ”

"It's a great opportunity to pick up the slack. ”

The old man surnamed Song was still looking for memories related to this bald man in his mind, and when he heard what Mrs. Kou said, he shook his head again and again and said, "Mrs. Kou, you are too greedy, if you can pick up the leak, why did the iron-winged demon eagle flee in a hurry." ”

"Obviously, this man's strength is so strong that this seventh-level demon eagle is terrified, and it is extremely risky for us to rush over it. ”

After speaking, the old man surnamed Song glanced at the bracelet on his right wrist again, recognized the direction, and continued to fly away.

Mrs. Kou's eyes flickered, she could only sigh, and followed the old man surnamed Song, she was not stupid, she could crush the powerhouse of the seventh-level demon eagle, she thought that she was not an opponent.

Originally, she wanted to go with the old man surnamed Song, at least she had the strength to fight, and she had a strange treasure in her hand, which could resist the illusion power of the Nightmare Grass, but she didn't expect the old man surnamed Song to be too cautious and rejected her.

The old man surnamed Song flew with a frown, and after seeing the bald man, he felt more and more uneasy.

At this moment, in the grass where the bald man fell in the distance, a brilliant purple light rose into the sky and shot straight towards the position of the two of them.

"Oh no, this guy found us. ”

The two of them glanced at each other, and they unanimously connected the escape light together, speeding up and flying into the distance, which was a common method used by monks in the Yudan period to form a team.

The two escapes and merge, and the speed can surge by three percent, with their magical cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Dan, such a speed, the ordinary Dan period can't catch up at all.

But when their senses swept away, they found that the purple light behind them was much faster than them, and the distance between the two sides was not widened, but was rapidly approaching.

What was even more surprising to them was that this purple light revealed not magic power, but mana, or only the mana aura of the mid-stage level of the Yudan.

"What kind of supernatural power is this, so fast?"

"How can a guy who cultivates mana enter the secret realm?"

"He has such speed, does he have a psychic magic weapon with speed powers?"

The old man surnamed Song and Mrs. Kou had all kinds of conjectures in their hearts, and the speed did not mean to weaken, and even urged the magic power in their bodies to the extreme, and the mana revealed by that guy made them even more jealous.

But at this time, the speed of the purple light surged again, like a purple lightning, and the speed was so fast that both of them thought of the Yuan Infant Monk.

"Song Daoyou, this person definitely has a flying treasure in his body, if it goes on like this, we will be caught up immediately, it is better to look at his intentions, the concubine body does not believe it, in the face of our two Jiedan Great Perfection Demon Cultivators, he still dares to make a move. Mrs. Kou said.

"Well, as Mrs. Cole said. The old man surnamed Song hesitated slightly, but when he thought of a psychic magic weapon in the storage bag, he nodded in agreement.

The two of them retreated and were suspended in mid-air.

A black and white two-color sail appeared in front of the old man surnamed Song, blocking in front of him, and bursts of quaint aura emanated from above, while Mrs. Kou took out a handful of incomparably black jade Ruyi, and a thick black light curtain emanated from it, enveloping it.

As soon as the two of them had done all this, the purple light came not far from them, and the light dissipated, revealing the burly figure of the bald man.

It was Lu Kun who passed through the Devouring Swamp and came to the Nightmare Plains.

He looked at the old man surnamed Song with his eyes, licked his lips and said, "I really didn't expect that there were people in the Demon Spirit Sect who entered the secret realm, and it was still you, an old guy." ”

The old man surnamed Song chuckled in his heart, and then carefully looked at Lu Kun's face, he hesitated a little and said, "This fellow Daoist, Song seems to have never met you. ”

Lu Kun sneered, his face changed for a while, and he returned to his original appearance: "Old guy, you should know each other now." ”

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Lu Kun! It's impossible, you have actually entered the middle stage of the Yudan!"

Of course he remembered Lu Kun, if it wasn't for Nie Wufeng to come to the rescue, I am afraid that Lu Kun would have been killed by him with his own hands, and the Demon Spirit Sect did not obtain the technique of psychic puppets, and it was also because of the remnants led by Lu Kun who took away the refining inheritance of Yueyang Sect.

The old man surnamed Song heard more than 20 years ago that there were three junior disciples in the Jiedan period in the gate, who fell in the process of tracking down Lu Kun in the Chu State, and even Ling Yuetong, who had entered the peak of the middle stage of the Jiedan, went out and returned with serious injuries in the end.

He also got Lu Kun, who was originally regarded as an ant by him from Ling Yuetong's mouth, has entered the Dan stage, and there are many Dan-level helpers.

However, the specific information was not obtained from Ling Yuetong's mouth.

The old man surnamed Song didn't expect that he would meet Lu Kun again in the one-yuan secret realm of Qi State, and his cultivation had entered the middle stage of the Jiedan, and what he couldn't imagine was that Lu Kun already had the terrifying combat power to suppress the seventh-level demonic beasts.

Lu Kun naturally didn't know the mental activities of the old man surnamed Song, and he said in a cold tone: "The surname Song, there are already three monks in the Demon Spirit Sect who have died in my hands, and you are the fourth, suffer death!"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Kun disappeared in place, the old man surnamed Song's face changed wildly, and the magic power in his body was injected into the black and white flag, and this magic weapon quickly wrapped it.

Then he felt a palpitating coercion and the power of qi and blood soaring to the sky, but the expected attack did not come.

"This Lu Daoyou, the concubine is ...... with you," a panicked thought came from the side.

The old man surnamed Song moved, and found that Lu Kun actually appeared beside Mrs. Kou, his arms swelled a little, and the hideous muscles and muscles on it were clearly visible, and the huge fists bombarded the black shield outside Mrs. Kou's body.

In a bang, the black shield shattered inch by inch, and the aftermath of the attack dispersed, causing the surrounding clouds to burst open, and the old man surnamed Song felt an invisible coercion rushing towards him.

At the moment when the shield shattered, a pitch-black flying knife rushed out of Mrs. Kou's body, stabbing Lu Kun's eyebrows fiercely, as if she wanted to die with him.

Lu Kun ignored the flying knives that came from him, and bombarded them directly with his fists.

"Bang!"

A thick blood light appeared, and a dark red blood ball appeared in Madame Kou's place, and there was a slender figure with severed arms faintly inside.

Mrs. Kou relied on some kind of supernatural power to dare to die with Lu Kun, and wanted to die and live again.

But what she didn't expect was that after her Extreme Demon Flying Knife hit Lu Kun's forehead, it made a helpless crisp sound, except for piercing Lu Kun's scalp, it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

However, the huge power of the throwing knife still made its figure stagger.

Mrs. Kou's eyes lit up, and when she found this opportunity, the blood cells outside her body trembled, and she was about to shoot into the distance.

Suddenly!

Lu Kun's originally clenched right hand fist slammed out, and the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger quickly popped away, and three yellow rays flew out of the fingertips, flashing away in the air, mixed with an amazing evil aura, easily piercing the blood ball, and submerged in it.

Madam Kou was activating the Blood Escape Technique, and she had no defense against these three yellow rays at all, and her skull was directly shattered, and her breath quickly weakened.

A demon cultivator who has attained the Great Perfection of the Dan has fallen and died in such a short period of time!