Fu Yi has never been a person who likes to save people. In her past and present lives, she wished that she would never fall into the ultimate thinking of saving or not saving. But the person in front of him is none other than Zhong Yun.

From the perspective of the overall situation, Zhong Yun can't die, she is a rare representative of orthodox monks in the Three Thousand Domains, and she will grow into a good sword cultivator who is righteous and not stupid. After many years, she could make the evil monks fearful, and at the worst time, she even made the atmosphere of the entire immortal cultivation world become positive.

Selfishly speaking, Fu Yi likes this stupid Taoist friend. To put it mildly, she hasn't made friends for many years, and she is very happy to meet Zhong Yun.

So no matter how disordered the aura below was, and how strong the lethality of the talisman was for her now, Fu Yi still rushed out without hesitation.

Anyway, the rescued person is still guarded by the younger brother, and the younger brother doesn't dare to breathe in front of her because of the prohibition, so that she can use all her strength to solve the trouble quickly with peace of mind.

Fortunately, the female cultivator who sneaked up on Zhong Yun was only at the eighth level of Qi refining, and she was injured by the power of the fire spirit, and before she could recover, it was impossible to parry the sword she used all her strength.

But after killing a weak chicken, there is a king below.

Fu Yi had already felt the breath of the demon beast in the early stage of the second order, if it was a normal situation, she would have slipped away and run dozens of miles away at this time, in order to save Zhong Yun, not only did she not run far, but she was also closer to the demon cultivator.

Fuyi quickly calmed down and thought about the most advantageous way, it was impossible to escape, and the divine consciousness of the demon beast swept over his body, as if he was playing with prey. As long as she makes a gesture of fleeing, she will inevitably die faster.

She understands the mentality of the demon beasts of the Dragon Binding Domain, and has been the king of the mountain for a long time, and believes that the human race is inferior to them, and the contempt for human cultivation is a habit that she has developed over the years.

Coupled with the high-level's usual disdain for the low-level, it was easy for them to take it lightly when facing a small Qi refining period, and Fu Yi planned to take advantage of this, which was the only chance at the moment.

It is better to find the right time to fight hard than to wait for death.

"Little slave girl," a voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman came from the ground, floating faintly in the plain, sounding a little infiltrating, "Why did you run out of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range? Is Lord Xiao not good to you?" hehehe...... Will you go back with me?"

It turned out to be a Whisper Beast...... Fuyi's heart was relieved, and she silently thanked Tiandao for always spoiling her like this, like a daughter, it's really weird and embarrassing.

The Whispermon has snow-white hooves, black-gray scales, a pair of black-gray horns on its head, and a tail with long white hair like its four hooves.

This kind of demon beast can imitate the voice of the beast when it enters the first order, and is good at hiding in the dark sound attack, and does not like to fight against people head-on, one is because there is no natal talent to get it, and the other is because the defense is too weak, rounding off is equivalent to no defense.

When chatting with people in his previous life, Fu Yi also joked that there was a dead hole on other demon beasts, and the weird sound beasts were full of dead holes, even if they crossed the rank and killed them, they were embarrassed to brag about it.

Of course, this is a bit exaggerated, and it is actually very difficult to overstep the level and fight back, especially at the high level, the chance of winning is very small.

It's just that at that time, the clothes were already at the peak of the lower domain, and the real person who was perfect in the Yuan Infant could walk horizontally and jump vertically in the three thousand domains, no matter what he said or did, no one would refute it, cough, to put it bluntly, it was a little inflated.

But the strength of the Tricky Beast is indeed notoriously weak, so weak that it rarely appears in front of living creatures, and often walks and experiences in a posture that it thinks is mysterious, in fact, it is so afraid that it is going to die, and it can only show people with its voice.

Now thinking back to the past, Fu Yi no longer has the loss and depression of falling back to the lower level in his heart, and only carefully rummages through his memory for information about the Whispering Beasts in the Dragon Binding Domain.

There are countless mountain ranges in the Dragon Binding Domain, among which there are a total of nineteen large mountain ranges, and the strongest demon lord is Lu Xiao, and the demon lords of the other eighteen large mountain ranges are all Jindan Consummation. It seems that you can advance to the Yuan Infant with one kick at the door, but this kick is really not easy for demon cultivators to take a step.

The strength of the Tricky Beast clan is weak, and they can't occupy a large mountain range with a balanced and rich aura, and their entire clan is attached to the demon lord Linglong of the Seven Star Mountain Range, and they are attached to this demon lord whose strength is only lower than that of the sky, so that they will not be destroyed by other demon beasts.

The Seven Star Mountain Range is far away from here, and Fu Yi doesn't know how this tricky beast could venture here, their clan is not qualified to participate in the wine banquet of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, and it is impossible for the sky with his eyes above the top to invite them.

This tricky beast dared to appear near the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, so it was very likely to follow Linglong to the banquet, and Fu Yi suddenly thought of the Ten Thousand Demon Banquet in his previous life, and Linglong seemed to make a little trouble.

She was so busy that her feet didn't touch the ground, and she was worried that her beautiful and well-behaved and lovely self would be taken away by the demon cultivators, so she slipped away as soon as she finished her business, and she only remembered that the banquet was not a success, but she didn't know what happened.

Later, the lord of Qingyu Mountain did not allow everyone to mention this matter, and other slave girls did not like to talk to her about gossip, so she left this matter behind.

"Little slave girl, why don't you want me?"

"I ...... I'm scared ......."

Flicking his clothes and lowering his eyes, like a frightened little fool.

She no longer looked for clues in her distant memories, no matter what Linglong did at the Ten Thousand Demon Banquet, whether it had anything to do with the strange beast in front of her, she couldn't make the predicament disappear with a pop.

At best, messages can help her attack her heart, but it is not her way.

"I'm not going to eat it—you, hahaha......"

Fu Yi heard its flirtatious tone extremely contemptuous, it was a kind of evil that had been suppressed by the strong for a long time, and it was involuntarily revealed when it encountered an existence weaker than itself.

Not only is she not angry, but she is more at ease, not afraid that the other party will disdain her, but she is afraid that the other party will attach too much importance to her. She gathered her spiritual power to her left arm and threw Zhong Yun into the air, she wouldn't fall to death left and right, so let's play first.

"I'm afraid, you faceless waste is dying too quickly, it's just boring. A flash of light flashed around his body, and the figure dissipated like a mist, merging into the aura of nothingness.

Isn't it just hidden from being seen, and she doesn't know, the sound beast has no advantage except for the sound attack, just right, her divine sense is strong, and the last thing she is afraid of is the sound attack.

"Crazy, delusional, cheap, slave-"

The Whisper Beast was poked in the sore spot, annoyed and angry, and the formless sound wave rushed through the soil layer, swinging in the direction where the Breeze had just been. However, it was empty, except for red dust.

"Get out, come out, come, suffer, die!"

The voice of the Whisper Beast became sharp and high, and every word was like a hammer slamming into her breast, forcing her to grit her teeth to avoid snorting.

In the sea of consciousness, if a pair of invisible hands stirred violently, the dull pain was incomparable, and it was groggy, but the clothes could still stabilize the dust dissolving technique, and they did not show their tracks.

After all, the Whisper Beast in the early stage of the second order was still too young, and Fu Yi did his best to stay awake, floating and sinking with the fluctuations of the air current, like a lifeless dead leaf fluttering in the wind, sensing the direction of the source of the sound attack, the Tricky Beast's body.