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"Senior Sister Li, this is already the depths of the bloody withered mountain forest, you have to be more careful when you act, if you encounter the master of Yi Youguo again, it is better to activate the signal charm first. Pan Feiyu said to Li Yun'er.

"Hmph! Pretend, there was a long fight here just now, and the sound shook the mountains and forests, I don't believe you didn't notice it, but it was me who came and repelled the demon thief, and now you are acting in front of Senior Sister Li, Pan Feiyu, what are your intentions?" Wei Jie said coldly.

In the face of Wei Jie's cynicism, Pan Feiyu was not angry, I don't know if he was used to it, or he didn't care about it, but he smiled.

Pan Feiyu said: "Actually, the fight here has just happened, I have already found out, at that time I immediately rushed to the sword, who knew that halfway, I actually met a master of the early stage of the Zodiac Palace, we immediately fought, and when I repelled the man, and then rushed over, the fight here has also ended, fortunately, Senior Sister Li was not injured." ”

"One-sided words are not enough to believe, Senior Sister Li, you must not believe him, he is a sanctimonious hypocrite. Wei Jie continued to sneer.

When Pan Feiyu heard this, he smiled and seemed to be a little angry, and said lightly: "On the hill over there, on the way I came, I happened to kill three disciples of the Demon Sect, as well as six of their demon beasts, and now the corpse is still lying there, you can go over and take a look." ”

After Pan Feiyu finished speaking, he pointed with one hand in the direction he had just come, that is, the hill not far away, where Li Yun'er heard several hurried footsteps when he was fighting with the beastly black-faced man before.

Wei Jie snorted, but did not continue to speak, and failed to lose Pan Feiyu's face in front of Li Yun'er, which made Wei Jie very angry, and Pan Feiyu's appearance made Wei Jie's opportunity to be alone with Li Yun'er and be courteous was lost, and Wei Jie was even more annoyed.

The quarrel between the two, Li Yun'er was impatient, and just wanted to speak, when suddenly in the distance, in the direction of the black-faced man's escape, there was a roar, although it was invisible, but judging from the sound, it seemed that it was not too far from here.

Li Yun'er's mind turned, and the light sword flew to her feet in an instant, and with a flash of sword light, Li Yun'er rose directly into the sky, and flew away in the direction where the voice came from.

Pan Feiyu also saw the flying sword appear under his feet, and when Li Yun'er just flew up, Pan Feiyu also flew up closely, not far from Li Yun'er's side, flying side by side.

Wei Jie was a step slower, and when Li Yun'er and Pan Feiyu had already flown their swords, Wei Jie hurriedly summoned the sword to fly out, the sword light flashed, and Wei Jie chased after the two.

When they didn't fly for a while, in front of the eyes of the three of them, in the distance in mid-air, a huge black mist was rolling and tumbling, the fog was as black as ink, faintly, from the thick black fog, there were bursts of angry roaring sounds of demon bears.

"It's demonic qi, could it be a fellow Daoist of the Illusory Demon Sect?" Pan Feiyu said as he swordsman.

Li Yun'er nodded lightly and said, "Just go over and take a look." ”

Just as the two were talking, Wei Jie behind him suddenly became faster, directly passing the two, Wei Jie glanced back at Li Yun'er, and then flew towards the thick demonic qi.

Li Yun'er's face remained unchanged, but Pan Feiyu smiled slightly, the speed of the two remained the same, and they continued to fly forward.

After three breaths, when the three of them were about to approach the black mist, a terrible scream came out of the black mist, and the scream was full of fear, monstrous resentment and anger, and at the same time, there was a dazzling blood-red light, penetrating the black mist of demonic energy.

The demonic black mist rolled rapidly, wanting to drown the blood-red light again, but the blood-red light suddenly shone brightly, and then disappeared, and when it reappeared, the blood-red light had already escaped to the far sky, and the speed was even faster than that of an ordinary late-stage foundation building master, Edgeworth.

After the cultivation reaches the foundation building period, although the strength of the monks of the same level is also strong and weak, if the monks of the same level only want to escape, without special flying treasures or flying secret arts, unless the spiritual power of the fleeing person is exhausted, they will generally not be able to catch up.

This was also an important reason why Li Yun'er didn't chase after seeing the black-faced man flee before, not to mention that now, the speed of that blood-red light was far faster than the flying speed of the three of them.

The demonic black mist was put away, and in the middle of the original demonic black mist rolling, there was a bloody broken arm, to be precise, a severed arm covered with long blood-red bear hair, floating quietly in mid-air at the moment, as if telling the boundless hatred and anger of the scream just now.

This broken arm, Li Yun'er recognized, was the arm of the black-faced man when he turned into a beast.

The black mist of demonic energy dissipated, and in mid-air, a young man with a grim face stood out of thin air.

The young man was wearing a purple-black robe, with a slender figure, long blood-red hair flying in the wind, a handsome face, heroic sword eyebrows, star-like black eyes, a faint purple glow in the outer circle, a straight nose, scarlet lips, and a cold breath, evil and amazing.

This young man, named Xuemo, is only a weak crown, and the cultivation at the peak of the early stage of the demon body is to follow the sect leader of the Phantom Demon Sect, Min Luo, to come to the North Gencheng together, usually silent, and his actions are also very low-key, before coming to the North Gen City, almost no one has heard of him, which seems very mysterious.

What is not known to everyone is that the Blood Mo is an Earth Spirit Root Cultivator who tests the light of 498 zhang, which can be called the first day of the Qingguo that has never appeared in thousands of years, and it is only three zhang away from the rumored Heavenly Spirit Root.

At that time, the Jindan Ancestor of the Illusory Demon Sect personally passed down the decree, and all the people of the Illusory Demon Sect, no matter who it was, must keep it a secret and not disclose any information about the blood mo, even if it is just a name, violators, cramps and broken bones, refining souls and forging spirits, and will not tolerate mercy.

After that, it was as if the blood Mo had disappeared out of thin air, not to mention the monks outside the Illusory Demon Sect, even the many monks in the Illusory Demon Sect did not know where the Blood Mo was, whether it was life or death, but the Illusory Demon Sect had strict laws, and no disciples or elders in the sect dared to ask or discuss.

"It turned out to be a blood friend. Pan Feiyu watched the black mist of demonic qi being put away, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said to Xuemo, "Blood Dao friends are not obvious on weekdays, but now they can be regarded as blockbusters." ”

Although there is only a severed arm, the strange aura exuded from the severed arm is obviously a demon cultivator, and from the breath, it can be perceived that the strength of the person with the broken arm is at least the middle stage of the demon body, but Xuemo's face is cold and calm, and it seems to be effortless.

The demon cultivators of the Illusory Demon Sect have always acted at their own will, doing their own thing, both good and evil, and the magic skills they cultivate are also unpredictable.

The scene just now can at least prove that the strength of the blood Mo is not weaker than that of the average mid-stage demon master, Pan Feiyu looked at the blood Mo with a faint look of excitement.

And when Li Yun'er, Pan Feiyu and Wei Jie arrived, Xuemo's face was still cold, holding the broken arm in his hand, he just glanced at the three of them coldly and didn't say a word.

What no one noticed was that when Blood Mo's gaze swept over Li Yun'er, a strange light flashed in the depths of his eyes.