After Sikong Haoran and Chen Shuying came out of the cliff cave, it was already the second day, and the eyes were full of messes, full of desolation, countless dry bones were everywhere, and some even emitted fireworks.

After the two left the cliff cave and walked out of the swamp, Chen Shuying said goodbye and left, because she had seen the soul transmission of her senior sister and sister before, and this time they fought side by side, helped each other, and took care of them carefully, leaving traces in her heart again.

Sikong Haoran shuttled through the secret realm, the sound of conversation around him made his face more and more ugly, more and more gloomy, he was not surprised by all this happening, as if he had known that they would do this, so his soul power covered his whole body, covering his own breath and position, and galloped towards the place where he had been explored.

Finally, when the last touch of sunset was sinking, he appeared in this dense forest, and the dark night was the best time for him to rescue.

Sikong Haoran is hidden in the dark night, merging with the whole night, the soul power is spreading little by little, he must be careful and careful, every step of the mistake will reveal his whereabouts, he knows that this place has been laid by them, just waiting for himself to jump in.

The soul power was as soft as the breeze, floating in every corner of this dense forest, and the hidden figures around him appeared in his soul sight without concealment.

Sikong Haoran's current soul power is the peak of the intermediate level of the spirit realm, as long as the soul realm does not exceed him, he will not discover his existence, not to mention that he has a soul determination, even if a person in the same realm wants to find it, it is even more difficult.

A ghostly figure flashed in the dense forest, and every movement did not cause any fluctuations in the Xuan Qi, and if anyone could feel it, they would only think that it was a breeze blowing.

The Wind Trace Cloud Shadow Body Method has now reached the peak of seven times the speed of the body, and every step taken is a distance of ten zhang, and in a breath, you can take fifteen steps, but it also consumes Xuan Qi, so Sikong Haoran will not use it continuously until the necessary moment.

"Sure enough, it's you, Long Jingzhao, it's really well-intentioned to be so blatant!" In the depths of the dense forest, a bonfire rose up, unusually conspicuous in the dark night, and in his perception, he found several familiar breaths, one of which made him remember it vividly.

Next to the bonfire, I saw a wall of people surrounding the three of them, and one long sword after another bloomed with fierce momentum, as long as they made any moves, they would be ruthlessly killed by everyone.

Sikong Haoran could see at a glance that the three people surrounded by the human wall were Shi Tianshuo, Shi Tiandong and Qing Yu, and it could be seen that they were in a very tired state at the moment, and the continuous battle had consumed most of the Xuan Qi in the bodies of the three people.

His pupils shone with a cold light in the dark forest, like a ferocious beast about to burst out with its sharpest fangs, and he did not act immediately, but retreated far away.

Now that we know their location, we need to make some other arrangements, and if we rush forward, not only will we not be able to save them, but we will even get into them.

"Sikong Haoran hasn't appeared until now, so he won't be scared to come. Ye Zimo was fiddling with the bonfire while looking at the night sky around him, this time he was completely sure that he could be ashamed.

"He's already here, right behind you!" Leng Tianxiao swallowed the roast meat in his mouth, raised the sword in his hand and slashed out.

"Ahh

"Presumptuous, sit down for me, if something goes wrong with the two of you and causes this plan to fail, I think you should know about it

What will it be?"

Sikong Haoran may really be like Leng Tian said with a smile, he has already come, just waiting for the best time. Du Zhanhao looked at Ye Zimo and the others coldly, under the rendering of the bonfire, his face was hideous and terrifying, for this hunt, he had been preparing for a long time, and he had been looking forward to it for a long time, he really wanted to see Sikong Haoran fall to the ground and wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"Shizi, the night is not good for us, if I were him, I would do it when everyone is most tired. Du Zhanhao turned his head to look in Long Jingzhao's direction, and the atmosphere suddenly quieted down at this moment, leaving the bonfire crackling.

Long Jingzhao wiped the oil stains from his palm, rotated the dagger in his hand, and looked at the three people who were trapped in the middle, "If he wants to do it, he will definitely choose to do it in the night, as for when, he is a person who does not play cards according to common sense, and he ordered them to go down and ask them to play twelve points of spirit, as long as there is any abnormality, they will send a signal." ”

The three of them got up from the campfire and glanced at the three people trapped in the middle, revealing a hint of mockery.

"Waste, you know that if you do some stealing and touching dogs, you will lose the face of the six major families of the Dragon Empire. Shi Tianshuo looked at the appearance of the three of them and disdained them.

Then he turned his head and said in a low voice, "Qing Yu, how is your injury." ”

"It's not in the way, it's just that it hurt the fur and consumed some Xuan Qi, how are you recovering. The inky black long sword in Qing Yu's hand was pestled on the ground, and even if it was night, it couldn't hide the black mist that overflowed from the sword.

From day to night, every once in a while, everyone would attack, one was to consume the three of them's Xuan Qi, and the other was to make them even more tired and physically and mentally destroyed, but after one battle after another, the expected result was not as everyone thought, but inspired their inner fierceness.

A soul voice echoed in the soul ocean of Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong, and the three of them glanced at each other, and a long-lost smile appeared on their faces.

Time is of the essence to them, every minute and every second is precious, and in the face of everyone staring at them from all directions, even if the long sword in his hand is bent, it still blooms with an unyielding edge.

Time passed little by little, and the figures scattered in various places in the dense forest also appeared a little irritable, they did not know where the enemy was, and they did not know whether they would be killed by the sudden appearance of the figure in the next moment.

Worries, worries, fears are like a volcano suspended above their heads, tormented by every moment, and the deeper the night, the more violent their mood swings become.

At three moments, a figure flashed back and forth in the dense forest, and every time he went to a place, he would stay for a moment, and the eyes that were integrated with the night were cold at the moment.

"Don't hurt the lives of your fellow disciples, that's a damn rule. Two fingers like a sword, shattering the handprints of the last member of the three-person team, disappeared into the dark night.

Everywhere in the dense forest, the figures lurking in the dark night disappeared into the secret realm one after another, and they only had time to see a black shadow flashing by their side, and the Xuan veins in their bodies were restrained by a force.

They knew who the target of this hunt was, and they also knew what his strength was, and when they really faced it, they knew what it meant to be powerless, and in their frightened eyes, the sword pattern turned into a white light and left the sword mark, and the figure gradually faded in the subtle sound of shattering.

"Sikong Haoran, you're finally here. With a long roar, the figures hidden in the shadows echoed each other from afar, Long Jingzhao stood on a thick tree trunk, looking at the dozen or so dim names in the sword seal, his eyes stared at a position, and disappeared in place, followed by a few figures.

For a moment, there was a suffocating aura in the entire forest, like a sign before a storm.

They also saw the dozen or so dim lines in the sword seal

Names, and as the chaos unfolded, the eerie atmosphere grew stronger and stronger, and gradually their familiar names dimmed one by one.

"He's here...!" his pupils contracted violently for a moment, and even his voice trembled, the cold light that cut through the skin of his throat made his blood rush twice as fast as usual, and a mysterious force tightly wrapped his body, and then teleported out of the secret realm in panic.

The sound came around them, only to disappear when they turned around.

Some people saw a figure suspended in the air, contrary to their cognitive view of this strength realm, and without the slightest hesitation, they counted the sword qi to cut through this space.

In their surprised eyes, the suspended figure was shattered, but before the surprise could rise to their cheeks, the number of people who struck their heads with the sound of breaking air fell unconscious.

If it weren't for the fluctuation of Xuan Qi coming from afar, if it weren't for the rules and restrictions, these sounds of breaking the air would be enough to pierce their heads, and they would have lost not only the places to pass the level, but also their lives.

"This kid's body is so weird, we can't catch up at all!" The group appeared in place, and the stones lying in the palms of their hands turned into dust and slipped down from their fingers, hiding in the dark night sky.

The same thing happens every once in a while in the dense forest, that is, the name in the sword seal is dimmed, and in a strange form, this group of hunters is now full of grass and trees, and the rumors are loud.

The three of Qing Yu were still besieged in the center, they did not move around, nor did they mess with themselves, but like a bystander, they enjoyed a big scene happening in front of them.

The three of them took the opportunity to recover their Xuan Qi, gather momentum, and wait for the best opportunity to give them the most powerful counterattack, there are different forces lurking around them, this hunt against them will be unprecedented, everything in front of them is just a façade, and the real crisis will always lurk in a place where you can't find it.

Leng Tianxiao didn't chase after Sikong Haoran, the injuries in his body had not completely healed, and even if he went, it would only add a place to the fallen figure in the dense forest.

"Sikong Haoran, I'm looking forward to your next performance, haha... Leng Tian smiled and roared, expressing the hatred in his heart, and the pleasure of stepping on him, a black shadow flashed away from the front.

The hairs suddenly rose, and the muscles of his whole body tensed up instantly at this moment, and even the eighth-pack abs he dreamed of appeared with a clear outline because of this fleeting black shadow.

"Sikong Haoran, you come out for me. Leng Tianxiao held his hands on the hilt of the sword, looked around, and was on guard, under the background of the bonfire, where was there any dark shadow, only the sound of the autumn wind whistling. "Could it really be that I'm dazzled, this damn yellow-haired boy, I must kill him with my own hands. ”

"You're calling me!" A familiar voice could not be more familiar into Leng Tianxiao's eardrums, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day exploded everywhere in his body, just now he was still saying that he was going to kill him, but now his body is like a dangerous building, as long as he touches it, it will collapse immediately.

"I said, I'll come to you again, how do old friends shake like this. The Deadwood Dragon Groaning dagger was tightly pressed against Leng Tianxiao's throat, and one of Sikong Haoran's hands was also on his shoulder.

"Woo woo!" The people around Leng Tianxiao retreated again and again, two of them clasped their hands between their thumbs and index fingers respectively, and the five fingers of their left hands kept beating, making a cry like a cry.

Whoa!

Figures swarmed from all directions, trapping the two of them in the middle in a moment.

"Sikong Haoran, long time no see, don't come unharmed. Out of the crowd came a personable teenager, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.