The swarming spirit beasts forced Mu Wanfeng to retreat, dodging while beckoning Xiaomi to attack the spirit beasts, but this time it had little effect.

The spirit beast was actually not afraid of death, and while being burned by the flames and screaming, it still did not forget to rush towards him......

Wen Yi in front found that Mu Wanfeng didn't keep up, and shouted to Wen San: "Third brother, Brother Mu is in danger!"

Wen San turned his head when he heard this, and sure enough, Mu Wanfeng was surrounded by spirit beasts again, and the situation was very urgent. If it weren't for the fact that the millet flames were too strong, he would have lost his bones in the blink of an eye.

Wen Sanyi gritted his teeth and turned his head to pick him up, but the spirit beast divided a small group to deal with Wen San and the two, forcing them to not get close at all, and the distance between them was getting bigger and bigger.

Mu Wanfeng saw that he was about to turn around and come back to save himself, and suddenly shouted: "You guys go quickly, leave me alone, the mountains don't turn around, the water doesn't turn around, the water doesn't turn around, don't be brainless, go quickly!"

"Threading on the chicken butt, bullshit! Turn around, go together!" Wen San tried his best to avoid the spirit beast, and approached Mu Wanfeng little by little.

These spirit beasts began to gradually increase again, and if they dragged on like this, they would all have to die here. Seeing that Wen San and they had no intention of leaving, Mu Wanfeng couldn't help but scold: "Bastard, go quickly!

As soon as he finished shouting, a flower appeared in front of him, and a figure flashed over, startling Mu Wanfeng, thinking that it was a person. When I looked closely, I realized that it was a gibbon monkey that could drag its arms to the ground.

Mu Wanfeng couldn't see the strength of this spirit beast, thinking that it should be one of the few Jindan stage strengths.

The ape's long arm flicked, like a whip, whistling over, Mu Wanfeng dodged, retreated, and held the Qingshuang Sword in front of him. A flame erupted from Millet and hit the ape's body.

The gray body hair on the ape's body caught at all, and the fire burned more vigorously than other spirit beasts, but the long arm that was thrown over still hit the Qingshuang Sword after all.

only heard a crisp sound of ding, and Mu Wanfeng was fanned out.

The Qingshuang Sword almost came out of his hand, his internal organs surged, and a line of blood spurted out of the air, and finally rolled out several feet on the ground.

Mu Wanfeng, who was full of meat and vegetables, got up, but found that the Qingshuang Sword in his hand was ignited, and it was burning loudly, thinking that it should have been ignited by the burning ape when he resisted just now.

He shouted eagerly: "Xiaomi, put out the fire quickly!"

Millet opened its mouth, and the flames on the Qingshuang Sword turned into a line, which was sucked into its mouth. However, the blade of the Qingshuang Sword was as if it had been gnawed by a dog, full of large and small gaps.

Mu Wanfeng didn't have time to feel distressed, got up, turned around violently, and asked Xiaomi to kill a few spirit beasts that didn't have long eyes, and fled to the depths of Yandang Mountain.

Now Yandang Mountain is turbulent and chaotic, and his actions are tantamount to drinking to quench his thirst. But in this way, Wen San and they will no longer do futile things, and then lose their lives in vain.

Sure enough, Wen San and the others saw Mu Wanfeng fleeing towards the depths of Yandang Mountain, and immediately understood what he meant, looking at his back, feeling uncomfortable and sad in their hearts, and muttering: "Brother Feng, don't die......

Although they were unwilling, Wen San and Wen Yi still chose to turn around and leave......

The shadows of the trees beside him quickly retreated, and the wind whirred in his ears, because he had resisted the ape's blow just now, and the white cloth wrapped around Mu Wanfeng's chest was dyed red.

He fled to the core of Yandang Mountain, but he didn't encounter many spirit beasts on the way, and he estimated that they should all have gathered in the depths of the core, the place where the roar sounded.

Because it was that roar that caused Yandang Mountain to become a pot of porridge.

fled to the source of the trouble, but did not encounter danger on the way, Mu Wanfeng smiled helplessly, I really don't know if I should feel lucky......

He was followed by Pug Rice, as if he didn't know the danger, and ran very excitedly as if he had no heart or lungs, and barked twice from time to time, like a spirit beast chasing after him, playing with them.

Rice has been lonely for many years, and I have never seen so many new things, and the excitement is understandable.

But its posture fell in Mu Wanfeng's eyes, like gloating. He couldn't wait to kick the rice far away, his life was already hanging by a thread, and this guy still liked to see it, adding to his blockage.

Xiaomi also listened to it very disturbedly, and when it looked back and stared, it immediately closed its mouth.

In the eyes of rice, this little point, which is not much bigger than an egg, is simply a wild beast, extremely terrifying, this is a kind of fear born from the depths of the heart, as if innate, taken for granted.

After running away for a long time, I don't know if it was because there were too many spirit beasts, causing chaos, Mu Wanfeng actually miraculously shook off the pursuit.

However, he didn't dare to stop at all, and continued to run wildly, and the wound that penetrated his chest worsened, and if he continued like this, even if he didn't turn into the feces of a spirit beast, he would bleed to death.

Mu Wanfeng slowed down a few points and gradually leaned towards the edge of the core of Yandang Mountain. Although I don't know what happened at the core, if I just went straight to it, I guess I don't know how to die.

During the escape, Mu Wanfeng really entered the inner circle of Yandang Mountain.

The woods here were sparse, but frighteningly thick, surrounded by eight people, towering to the sky, shaded by the trees, and only a few beams of light could be counted on two hands. The huge roots are like giant claws, clutching the ground.

The ground that Mu Wanfeng stepped on was soft and collapsed, full of layers of dead branches and rotten leaves, as if stepping on cotton, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The seemingly flat ground, several times he stepped on it and sank deeply, staggering, and almost fell to the ground......

After another stick of incense, Mu Wanfeng finally stopped in front of a giant tree, leaned on the body of the tree and coughed violently, and it took a while to ease up a little.

Looking at the blood coughed up from her hands, Mu Wanfeng smiled helplessly, she was an egg, if she didn't run, she would die if she ran any longer.

But he did not give up the struggle, lifted the rice, and without saying a word, took off his robe, tied it firmly on his back, and climbed up the tree.

This tree is thicker than the others, the body of the tree is straight, more than 20 zhang high, less than 15 zhang is smooth, not even a branch.

Mu Wanfeng climbed to twenty zhang and finally stopped, not because he didn't want to climb to the top and hide himself with the help of leaves, but because he was too injured to climb up.

He stopped on a branch, which was so large that it was no different from stepping on flat ground.

Mu Wanfeng untied the rice and instructed: "Rice, now there is a wolf in front and a tiger in the back." We...... I'm in danger, don't scream, you know?"

Originally, I wanted to say that we were in danger, but after several dangers, the rice did not even lose a single hair, so I quickly changed my words.

I was bitter in my heart, and I sighed helplessly, we are different......

"Wang!" Mi called out to show that he knew.

Mu Wanfeng hurriedly covered its mouth, and said hatefully: "Don't scream!"

Rice nodded, finally stopped, obediently squatted on the trunk of the tree, wagging his tail and looking at Mu Wanfeng stupidly.

Originally, I just wanted to dig some grass on the periphery of Yandang Mountain, and if I was lucky, I would find a dog, and with my own strength, I would be able to return to the sect safely and securely, and then cultivate.

Who knew that between tossing and turning, he actually came to the core of Yandang Mountain, and this place was even more dangerous than usual.

What kind of sin has this been created! This death is really not my intention......

Mu Wanfeng sat down cross-legged, took out four bottles of lower-grade aura, and sucked it up after a few sips of millet......

He swallowed a few Yunlin Pills before, but the medicinal power still did not play a role in his body, so he immediately stopped thinking about it and used the medicinal power to repair the injury.

Although Yunlin Dan can't live and die, flesh and bones, but the effect is obviously good. In a few breaths, the bleeding from the wound stopped. Mu Wanfeng's pale face as paper also showed a touch of ruddy.

It was getting dark, and it was night......

The day in Yandang Mountain is very gloomy, and at night it is even darker, and you can't see your five fingers, even if the moon is in the sky, you can't shine a trace of light.

Mu Wanfeng stayed quietly on the tree to recuperate her injuries, and the rice and millet waited silently. From time to time, a few spirit beasts roared by, but they didn't find him hiding in the tree, and he was safe.

Pranayama's Mu Wanfeng, the heart is like the current body, hanging in the air. He is always on the lookout for his surroundings, and if he is discovered, he immediately runs away.

Tonight's Yandang Mountain is not calm, his position is actually not far from the center of Yandang Mountain, the roar of the spirit beast is continuous, as if it is fighting angrily, falling in Mu Wanfeng's ears, restless.

The shaking of the earth, Mu Wanfeng felt it on the tree, if it weren't for the thick branches, he was really worried that he would be shaken and fall.

Another two hours passed, and the roaring sound in the Yandang Mountain gradually stopped, and suddenly the silence was terrible. In this dark night, the atmosphere is a little oppressive and dignified.

In fact, after a few hours of recuperation, Mu Wanfeng's injuries have recovered, although there is still a faint pain in his chest, but there is no major problem.

Fearing that something might happen, he immediately stopped pranayama, took rice and millet with him, and in a few leaps he went up to the top of the tree, and carefully hid it. I hope to get through the night in peace, and when the day comes, I will leave the source of this trouble......

Suddenly, the earth began to rumble violently again, and the evening breeze faintly heard some shouts and killings, as well as the sound of spiritual weapons colliding.

Who's who?

It doesn't matter who you are, the important thing is that you don't come to my place!

Mu Wanfeng prayed silently, but it backfired, the ground trembled even more, the tops of the trees began to shake violently, and the leaves rustled against each other.

He knew that this group of people was coming in his direction with a herd of spirit beasts......