"Roar... Roar... Roar ......"

The roar was raging, as if even the real Yin Wind was whimpering in fright. The smell of blood gradually spread, but the people in it didn't seem to smell the slightest, at this time they seemed to be one, just gently spinning, quietly waiting.

Some expectations, some fears, and surging fighting spirits!

Li Zimu's knife is still very imposing, although it is still very different from the shocking knife, but he still feels the slightest bit of the shape in the knife after watching again and again.

Of course, he never expected that he could solve the other party with a single sword of his own cultivation, but he was still excited to be able to resist, after all, all this proved that everything he was trying to construct now was right, this was another improvement in the combined skills, how could people not become more and more courageous!

"Hmm... O'O'......"

A low, bloodthirsty whimper sounded, poignant and vicious, as if it was a demon from the Nine Heavens Hell, filled with an endless soul-devouring chill, which made people can't help but be cold to the bone.

If it weren't for Li Zimu's unhesitating choice of this combined martial art, thinking about this mentally suppressed attack, others might not be able to bear it. Feeling the depression of Jiujiu and Niuniu, and feeling Yao Jia's trembling, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Li Zimu's stubborn eyes, and he swallowed back a mouthful of blood that was about to be spit out.

And at this time, that shadow attacked again, and it still combined the remaining ten or so third-order ink Xuan leopards to attack.

"Shameless, it's too much of a deception!"

The silent roar in his heart, his spiritual power has already been fully extended, but this time Li Zimu chose the soft way of moisturizing things silently.

The divine consciousness goes with the wind, as if the wind is one with the wind, and moves with the wind.

If you have the company and guidance of your predecessors, you will definitely be shocked. You must know that a spiritual power cultivator is the most difficult, especially this kind of spiritual power that can be integrated into the wind attribute, which can be said to be unique.

Geniuses, miracles, it's not an exaggeration, it's just that no one knows who he is at this moment or whether they are alive or dead.

Perhaps, this is the sorrow of the birth of geniuses in small tribes! The more you give, the faster you fall, Li Mengyao is like this, Li Haoran is also like this, and Li Zimu is still unknown.

The cultivation of the wind attribute can be said to be the easiest, but it can also be said to be the least simple. It can be said to be everywhere, even everywhere in itself, but it is precisely because it is so familiar that it is easy to overlook its importance.

The influence of the wind is not great, he is not like sailing against the current, the influence is obvious, and it is not as shocking as a storm, he is more often soft and silent.

And this is the most extraordinary thing about it, and for mental power attacks, this can be said to be just right.

Of course, he is not the best psychic attack protector, but compared to the most direct attack, this slow and disguised slow infiltration is also extremely terrifying, especially for lower-grade monks.

In this world, in the eyes of the upper monks, the cultivators are simply divided into two grades: upper and lower. In the eyes of the middle and lower class monks, they are more delicate cultivators, divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.

And it is not difficult to see from this that whether it is an outsider or oneself, they actually know that the lower three levels of cultivation are the lowest, and the lowest level is not referring to these tens of thousands, tens of millions of people in the blood mansion.

And the so-called middle level is naturally those above the Blood Mansion who seem to be overlords of one side, but in fact they are simply those soldiers and generals who are far away from the inner circle, and only the princes and above can be regarded as the highest level, and can be regarded as the real mainstay of this world.

This is the fact of the cultivation realm, and this is also the sad and desolate place of the cultivation realm.

Of course, in the inner circle, the Hou Department still has some status, after all, in this world, the cultivation level has reached the level of Hou Ye, which can also be said to have one foot into the realm of the Dao.

Of course, Li Zimu naturally didn't know everything now, and it was only many years later, when he stood on a higher place, that he really understood how appropriate the upper, middle and lower three classes were, because at that time they already had very appropriate names: Faxiang, Dao Body, and False Dao.......

However, it is indeed appropriate to divide them from the upper, middle and lower grades, after all, whether it is in terms of attack or defense, the gap between them is still extremely unbelievable.

Take the Ink Xuan Leopard as an example, the third-order Ink Xuan Leopard seems to be extremely fast, but compared to the fourth-order, it is simply a world of difference, and in terms of defense, the blood or aura before the third order can not be released to protect the body, while the third order and above can easily rely on the release of their own breath to protect themselves.

It's just that at this time, Li Zimu didn't know how powerful the opponent he was facing, and he couldn't believe that the original nine-death search for death could still be crooked, and he really experienced what it means to be fearless for the unknown.

The silver light kept shuttling in the tornado, and the complement of it was getting faster and faster, and it became more and more imposing.

Another silver light streaked by, only to be inadvertently entangled by a shadow waiting for the opportunity to move.

Seeing everything in front of him, thinking of that little distressing little guy, unconsciously, Li Zimu couldn't help but boil again.

Not only him, but even the remaining two beasts and two beasts instantly felt a pain that pierced their hearts.

The reason why Xiaoxiao is called Xiaoxiao is because it is small, because he is well-behaved and sensible, and because it is really cute.

So at this moment, in the eyes of a group of obviously little guys, it is like each other's children, not only can't put it down, but also doesn't allow anyone to hurt it in the slightest.

Today, after everyone was forced by others to resist passively, and only a little guy had the courage to act as a pioneer and broke into people's complete sets regardless of death, everyone couldn't help but be ashamed, sad, and crazy.

The first one to rush forward was naturally Jiujiu, after all, it was now fighting with Xiaoxiao, whether it was Li Zimu's quick reaction, even Jiujiu pounced without hesitation.

"Shouting ..."

There was a terrible long roar, and there was no hesitation in anger, but no one thought that it would break through the second order and enter the early stage of the third order at this moment.

"Wings of the Wind - Spread Your Wings and Escape the Wind!"

Cui Yin roared softly, but it seemed to penetrate the vast world, looking at Jiujiu who was obviously showing the momentum of an emperor in front of him, even Li Zimu, who was pulling everyone with his divine sense, was a little short-circuited.

In this regard, Jiujiu can only feel infinitely grateful, glad that this time it is only the divine sense traction and not the control, otherwise he will really have to die.