"Sect Master Jiang!" Zhi Xinping let out an exclamation and was about to rush up to help.

"Don't panic!" Fu Hao stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Take a closer look at that nightmare!"

"Huh?" Zhi Xinping looked at it again and found that Nightmare was not as jubilant as he was when he succeeded in the first blow, nor was he as excited as he imagined when he sucked human blood, and what was even more puzzling was that Nightmare did not take advantage of the victory to pursue and continued to attack Jiang Bu.

At this time, Zhi Xinping noticed that Nightmare's body was trembling slightly, as if he was suffering great pain.

"Is it ......?"

Fu Hao said softly: "Don't forget, Sect Master Jiang has long been a powerhouse in the realm of Ling Yuan's Nine Grades, and he has the reputation of 'Jade Scale Palm' in the rivers and lakes!"

Jiang just shouted, his arm shook suddenly, and the nightmare was violently shaken.

Everyone was surprised to see that Nightmare's sharp mouthparts had cracked, and the Vulcan armor that Jiang was wearing only had a scratch.

Evil Shengzheng nodded with satisfaction: "The hardness is still satisfying." ”

Jiang But's eyes were resolute, and he swept forward a little under his feet, reaching out to the nightmare, trying to catch it.

Nightmare looked extremely desolate at this time, and the successive attacks ended in failure. Its remaining intact eye flicked and shifted its target again.

The wings on its back fluttered, and its speed increased amazingly, and in an instant, it slipped away from Jiang Bu's palm and burrowed into the ground again.

Feng Yinglin was sighing that Jiang Bu's martial arts were becoming more and more sophisticated, and suddenly felt a little noise behind him.

He also thought that Jiang had already caught Nightmare, so he turned his head defenselessly and faced Nightmare's big compound eyes.

"Huh?" Feng Yinglin was stunned for a moment, and a stream of saliva directly squirted out of his mouth and drenched him.

"Elder Feng!" Jiang shouted worriedly.

"Sect Master, don't worry!" Feng Yinglin stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, he also felt that it was going to be finished just now, after all, he was drenched in acid poison, and he had to shed his skin if he didn't die. But there was no imaginary pain, and he immediately understood that it was just the night's saliva.

"It seems that Nightmare is too seriously injured, and he doesn't dare to use poison to consume it at will......" Six hidden weapon flying needles appeared on Feng Yinglin's fingertips, two white, two black and two gray, and pierced straight towards Nightmare.

Nightmare's wings vibrated like a fan, slowing down the six needles so much that they were unable to penetrate their shells when they finally reached it.

Feng Yinglin was speechless for a while, his Yin Yang Ghost Divine Needle was directly blown away?

Nightmare let out a chirp, as if mocking Feng Yinglin, and then it leaned forward, as if to attack again.

Feng Yinglin suddenly had no bottom in his heart, "Why is this nightmare playing like playing with others, but when it comes to me, it beats me like playing?"

Nightmare's wings fluttered violently, but it flashed past Feng Yinglin and burrowed into the ground again.

"Huh?" Feng Yinglin was ready to fight hard, but the sudden situation made him confused again, "Could it be that this nightmare is still afraid of me?"

But he knew right away that he had misunderstood.

Fu Hao walked out from behind him and said, "I didn't expect him to be quite sharp, I can detect it if I hide it so well......"

If it was a nightmare rushing over desperately just now, Fu Hao would be able to catch it, but who expected it to turn an emergency corner.

There was silence again, as if the nightmare had vanished.

Zhi Xinping looked at his master and asked anxiously, "Sect Master Jiang, that monster won't escape, right?"

Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "According to common sense, it shouldn't be. Because Nightmare never returns empty-handed, and if it suffers a big loss like this, it will definitely take revenge. ”

"Yo-he-" As soon as the words fell, Feng Yinglin was heard to let out a painful cry.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see Feng Yinglin covering his calf, pointing to one place and shouting: "It's there, it attacked me just now!"

Jiang Fei made a decision immediately, and hit the place pointed by Feng Yinglin with one palm, the fallen leaves shattered, and the dirt flew, revealing a big pit underground, but there was no shadow of nightmare for a long time.

Fu Hao asked, "Elder Feng, it doesn't matter, right?"

Feng Yinglin tore open his clothes and treated the wound urgently before saying, "Fortunately, the poison of the nightmare is almost used up, but it was only scratched by its limb sickle, and it is fine." ”

"That's good. Fu Hao was also a little anxious, Nightmare is now smart, no longer fighting head-on, and began to move to underground fighting, so they suffer a lot.

"I'll go, why am I still me!" Feng Yinglin screamed and fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Here!" Fu Hao's mind moved, and the sword intent of Shuai Jian appeared in the air, and the invisible sword slashed down, leaving behind a forelimb of Nightmare.

Nightmare swallowed the pain, let out a mournful cry, and burrowed into the ground again.

Feng Yinglin treated the wound on the other leg again, this time the nightmare was grabbed more hard, and a piece of flesh was dug out of the left leg, and the blood flowed.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

It is impossible to persuade Feng Yinglin, "Elder Feng will have a blessing if he does not die", nor can he say "Elder Feng really likes Elder Feng" in order to liven up the atmosphere......

"By the way, why do you keep attacking Elder Feng?" Gu Yuanzhi asked with a puzzled face.

Feng Yinglin's face turned the color of pig liver, the last thing he wanted to hear now was this sentence, could it be that his blood was pleasing to Nightmare?

"Hmph, isn't the answer to this kind of question obvious?" said Evil Victory.

"Huh?" everyone looked at Evil Shengzheng in amazement, even Feng Yinglin was no exception, and he also wanted to know the reason why Nightmare kept attacking him.

Evil Sheng pointed to the two chicken feathers on the top of his head and said, "Here's the problem!"

Everyone was stunned, looked at the chicken feathers on the top of Xie Shengzheng's head, and then looked at the top of other people's heads, and suddenly discovered a fact.

"Elder Feng doesn't have chicken feathers on the top of his head!"

Feng Yinglin was the last to propose to follow everyone into the mountain, but Evil Shengzheng did not create a fire god armor for him. Later, in order to make Feng Yinglin coordinate with the people wearing the Fire God Armor, he deliberately asked the disciples of the Fire Spirit Sect to paint and paint on him, outlining a simplified version of the Fire God Armor.

The Vulcan Armor on Feng Yinglin's body has clear lines and distinct layers, but there is one place that is clearly different from the real Vulcan Armor - there are no two chicken feathers on the top of his head!

"Don't be joking, what does the nightmare have to do with chicken feathers, hehe......"

Evil Katsu squinted at him, "Really......"

"I understand!" At this moment, Gu Yuanzhi exclaimed in surprise, "Let's see, these two chicken feathers on our heads are not like the two tentacles on the top of the head of a big grasshopper?"

"Shhhh

"In other words, that Nightmare treats us as our kind, and the only target he can hunt has become Elder Feng, who has no 'tentacles' and is obviously an alien!" Bu Mingming said excitedly.

Feng Yinglin swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, "No......"

A pile of dirt behind him, lifted again.