After the Bull Demon King drank this sound, he directly squirted out a mouthful of blood.

It seems that even if he uses this bead, it will be extremely depleting.

Looking at the immovable Lu Press, the Bull Demon King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and scolded with a cruel smile: "Cunning boy, this time you will run around again!"

As he spoke, the Bull Demon King raised a fist larger than the average ancient bell and rushed over.

With a click, and without surprise, his huge fist slammed into Lu Pressure's mouth (xiōng).

With a bang, Lu Jian was like being hit by a meteor and was knocked out of the air.

He spurted several mouthfuls of blood in the air, and he looked terrible!

The Bull Demon King knocked Lu Jian away with a single blow, and was about to sneer twice.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, because although he hit Lu Pressure's (shēn) body with all his strength, it seemed that his fist power was blocked by something.

Moreover, that nasty aura became even stronger, and the blow that seemed to make him go all out didn't really exert his maximum power.

There must be something eccentric about this kid (shēn).

The Bull Demon King thought to himself, and he raised his fists, ready to strike again.

At this moment, I saw a land pressure stop (shēn) shape flying out of the distance.

He spat out the blood in his mouth first, and then, with a weird smile on his face, looked at the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he looked up at the sky with a terrifying face.

High in the sky, a thick purple thunderbolt had formed, twisting in the thick clouds.

Lu Jian wiped the blood from his mouth and took out a purple gold gourd from his arms.

He lifted the lid of the gourd violently, and then shouted, "Burn! Firebird!"

He slapped hard at the bottom of the gourd, and a strange flame flew out like a shè, and in the air, it seemed to become a bird soaring with wings, a firebird!

At the same time, the purple thunder in the sky also smashed to the ground.

The thick thunder and lightning swept through the surrounding air, making a cracking sound, moving the heavens and the earth.

It was aiming at the Bull Demon King who was looking up.

The sky is thunderous like a sword, and it is a different cremation bird.

Both pounced on the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King felt boundless fear.

He roared wildly, and his body suddenly swelled, and his already tall body turned into a hill.

When a deafening sound sounded, thunder and fire met.

I saw the huge (shēn) body of the Bull Demon King, who was caught in the middle, writhing constantly, as if trying to dodge the attack of the 无 (qíng).

Apparently, however, he resisted in vain.

Under the power of purple lightning and strange fire, his mountain-like (shēn) body slowly became smaller.

Lu Jian remembered something, and suddenly accelerated to the side of the Bull Demon King (shēn), reached out and snatched the Void Bead and a beast pill that was as red as blood from his scorched black hand.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was only a few breaths, and the body of the Bull Demon King (shēn) had shrunk into a ball, and it had become pitch-black like charcoal curled up into a ball.

This side of the body was wiped out by land pressure with heavenly thunder and earth fire, and the two points (shēn) over there were heavily injured.

The Bull Demon King Fen (shēn), who was fighting with Ying Long, took off the armor on (shēn) and threw it on top of Ying Long's head, and the armor exploded, and pieces of fragments were stirred out (shè), making Ying Long dodge in a hurry.

This point (shēn) took the opportunity to fly into the forest.

Lu Jian wanted to pursue, but his (shēn) body was actually unable to move, and the full force of the Bull Demon King was so easy to dodge.

The Bull Demon King Fen (shēn), who was fighting with the little black cat, also wanted to turn around and run, but was sucked into his stomach by the little black cat.

When he saw that the last minute (shēn) was also gone, Lu Pressure felt exhausted.

He struggled to raise his hand and used the purple gold gourd to collect the strange fire that had just wanted to hide (shēn) and fled into the gourd.

After doing this, Lu Cheng couldn't move anymore, and lay on his back on the ground.

This battle was actually too dangerous, and even if Lu Pressure Hun (shēn) was a magic weapon, it was almost wiped out.

If there is no dragon molt armor on (shēn), if there is no heavenly thunder, if there is no strange fire, if there is no Ying Dragon, there is no little black cat.

There are too many factors to have this result, and if you lack one of them, you will definitely die.

In the face of absolute strength, many efforts are in vain.

Lu Pressure (xiōng) was in great pain at this time, making him breathe in pain every time he took a breath.

He felt like the shēn was falling apart.

He couldn't take a pill if he wanted to.

Ying Long and the little black cat walked to the side of Lu Pressure (shēn).

Ying Long squatted down (shēn) Zi looked at Lu Quan, who was completely unable to move, and said with his tongue: "Little fat man, you can really do it, you dare to fight to the death with the powerhouse of this Spirit Realm, and it is your fate to survive!"

The little black cat glanced at Ying Long coldly, and then swept Ying Long with his tail.

Ying Long hurriedly took out the pill from Lu Quan's arms and fed Lu Jian to take it.

After about half an hour, Lu Pressure could barely sit up.

He wanted to raise his hand to summon all the magic weapons back, but his arm didn't listen to the call at all.

With a thought, he called out the barge horse, which he had not summoned for a long time.

The little black dragon stuffed all the magic weapons of Lu Jian into Lu Quan's arms, and then helped Lu Jian onto the barge horse.

Lu Quan said to the barge horse: "I'm sorry, I want to run away when I ask you to come out!"

The barge snorted, noncommittal.

Then, a horse, a dragon, a cat.

Running out of the forest.

Along the way, they saw the remains of several members of the Black Panther Banner, apparently dead at the hands of the demon beast.

Lu Jian looked nervously, and when he saw that there were no people in the Beacon Camp, his heart relaxed slightly.

After rushing forward for more than 10 miles, I finally saw the edge of the forest.

After rushing out of the Chongqing forest, Lu Pressure stopped the barge.

He turned his head to look at the black forest, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Too much has happened in just two days (qíng).

When I thought that there were more than 140 people when I came, it is estimated that there are less than 50 people who can get out safely (shēn) now.

Most of the casualties are tragic!

Thinking of those young people who were training together a few days ago, thinking of the talk that expressed goodwill to him, Lu Jian was very sad in his heart.

But, isn't this the fate of many cultivators?

Seeing that the forest was no longer in danger, the little black cat returned to the bag in Lu Quan's arms.

This little guy has been extremely sleepy lately, and Lu Jian seems to think that it may also evolve.

The barge horse was afraid that the shock would cause the land pressure to be a wound, so he ran slowly in small steps.

Ying Long followed the side of the barge horse (shēn) and gossiped with Lu Zhuan.

He knew that Lu Quan's heart (qíng) would not be very good at this time, so he pulled it up.

Lu Jian suddenly responded to the dragon and said: "Little black dragon, thank you!"

Ying Long was stunned for a moment, raised his neck in his habit, and pretended to be angry and said: "What little black dragon, you want to call Lord Ying Long!

Lu Jian grinned the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "If it weren't for your dragon scales and dragon molt, I would definitely die in the hands of the Bull Demon King today!"

A smug god (qíng) appeared on Ying Long's face and said: "

Hehe, that's it, you use Lord Ben's dragon scales as protective equipment, how can those low-level creatures hurt you! These little guys, when they see Lord Ben, they don't all obediently surrender!"

He suddenly looked at Lu Jian and looked at him strangely, and he said with a little embarrassment: "Of course, this old cow is also powerful enough, and if he can escape from the hands of Lord Ben, he can be regarded as somewhat capable!"

Lu Jian looked up at the white clouds in the sky and said, "It's still too weak to cultivate yourself, otherwise, Tan Po and those brothers won't die, it's a pity!"

Ying Long said disapprerovingly: "No matter who dies, I only blame myself for not being good at learning arts, and I can't complain about others." You don't have to be too sad!"

Lu Jian was silent, he seemed to hear Tan Po shouting in his ear, Commander Lu, thank you!

Lu Jian couldn't let himself think about it anymore.

As the (shēn) body gradually recovered, the barge began to speed up and run.

Soon, the huge walls of Black Panther City appeared in front of him.

Ying Long didn't want to expose himself, so he returned to the smugness.

Finally back, Lu Jian let out a sigh of relief.

Although he had only been away for a few days, Lu Pressure felt like he had been away for a long time.

Entering the city, Lu Jian suddenly remembered that the last time the black head left, he promised to inform Jiang Xiaobai.

The things (qíng) have not stopped for so many days, so that I have never had time to come.

Thinking of this, Lu Jian rode a barge horse to the place where Jiang Xiaobai usually sells sugar gourds.

However, after looking for a long time, he didn't see Jiang Xiaobai, so Lu Jian found the shop next to him and wanted to inquire where Jiang Xiaobai went.

I didn't know that after this inquiry, I heard that Jiang Xiaobai had an accident.

According to the shopkeeper, just yesterday, Jiang Xiaobai was taken away when he was selling on the street.

As for who was taken away, the boss couldn't say, but said that it should be someone from the inner city, who looked like a cultivator.

Why would a few cultivators take away an ordinary person who sells goods?

Lu Quan's heart was a little heavy.

Through the incident of the black head, Lu Jian faintly felt that this matter might be related to him.

Although Lu Pressure has not fully recovered from his injuries now, his heart has begun to become angry.

Lu Jian didn't feel the change in his mentality, and after this battle of Chongqing Forest, he didn't want to be too low-key.

This may be the reason why he is becoming more and more confident.

Lu Jian snorted coldly, and thought in his heart, if it was really the people in the inner city who wanted to target him, then don't blame himself for not giving face.

He took out a fourth-level elixir, threw it in his mouth, chewed it, and took it.

He needs to get his (shēn) body back to its best condition as soon as possible.

Lu Jian found a tavern at random, and first retracted the barge horse to his wrist.

Then, I went inside and ordered something to eat.

The diet of mortals, though no longer has any satiety effect on land pressure.

But Lu Jian still likes to savor the food slowly, which may be a way for him to have a relationship with this mortal world.

When tasting the food, his heart (qíng) is very calm.

Drank a small glass of golden pupil and ate a table of dishes.

Lu Jian checked out and walked out of the tavern.

At this time, his injuries were completely recovered, and the fighting spirit in his heart burned again.

Again and again, repeatedly provoked me, is it really when Lu Jian has no temper?

Lu Jian slowly walked towards the inner city.

He didn't want to harness the sword now, because he had to think about it (qíng).

This time the battle in Chongqing Forest made him grow a lot.