Wang Jing wiped the Heavenly Demon Ring and found that the red light spot in front of him had disappeared, so he walked towards the entrance of the cave with confidence.

The cave is not deep, within a radius of seventeen or eighteen zhang, there are two corpses of monks, with incomplete hands and feet, probably disciples who fell into the mouth of the demon beast to do the task. The two storage bags were scattered on one side, and Wang Jing unceremoniously beckoned them into his hand. He released his mind and probed into one of the storage bags, and there were more than two dozen low-level spirit stones and a few sets of clothes for washing. In the other storage bag, there were only seven or eight spirit stones, a Flame Recipe Jade Slip, a few unknown materials, and a low-grade hammer-shaped magic weapon.

Wang Jing searched the cave and found two flying swords, one of which was a golden flying sword intact, and it turned out to be a medium-grade magic weapon, and a low-grade flying sword was full of cracks and turned into waste. Wang Jing put the storage bag into the Heavenly Demon Ring, used the golden flying sword to unload the demon beast that had lost its breath of life into eight pieces, and put it into his spare storage bag, and then left quickly.

He felt from the battle just now that the demon beasts here had exceeded the first-level intermediate level, and it was not something he could deal with now, so it was better to take advantage of the demon beasts that went out and did not come back, quickly leave the canyon, report the situation to the sect truthfully, and send another master is the right thing.

Less than half an hour after leaving the cave, Wang Jing heard the roar of an angry demon beast behind him, its aura was unfathomable, far more powerful than the demon beast he had killed just now.

Wang Jing hurriedly practiced the medium-grade flying sword, and when he was a little familiar with it, he immediately stepped on the flying sword and rose into the sky, flying quickly towards the valley mouth. The peach tree behind him suffered, the demon beast smelled his breath, and chased frantically all the way, and the thousand-year-old peach tree fell into a piece behind it, and I don't know how many spirit peaches were damaged.

The demon beast behind him was as fast as lightning, and half an hour later, Wang Jing was less than twenty zhang yuan, with a big mouth, and a thick and long red shadow shot towards Wang Jinghou's heart.

Wang Jing was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he immediately threw a burst of heavenly thunder and earth fire talisman behind him. The demon beast was carried away by the anger, and regardless of the dangerous aura of the Fu Seal, he still dealt a fatal blow to Wang Jing. Wang Jing was short and escaped a catastrophe, Rao is physical strength was strong, and a big hole was also pierced in his right shoulder, which was already broken bones and tendons, and fell from the flying sword.

This demon beast has already reached the first-level top-level Great Perfection realm, and it is only one step away from entering the second-level ranks. Although its spell resistance is amazing, it is not comfortable to be hit by the dual attribute attack of thunder and fire at this time, and the thunder and fire are like a net wrapped around the scarlet light and shadow. The demon beast was in pain, and quickly withdrew the red shadow into its mouth. The thunder fire entered his fragile mouth, and Wang Jing used his divine thoughts to manipulate the power of thunder and lightning to wantonly destroy the demon beast's gums, making him suffer from pain and let out an earth-shattering scream.

The demon beast hissed, and the black gas flames on its body rolled for a while, and the injured part quickly recovered as before, but the breath was slightly worse. The demon beast's eyes looked at Wang Jing even more hateful, and it jerked forward, and then pounced on Wang Jing again, spitting out a fishy black liquid from its mouth.

The ordinary fireball Fu Wang Jing threw a lot of money, except for slightly blocking the speed of the demon beast, it couldn't cause him any damage at all. Wang Jing quickly avoided the black liquid, mobilized the demonic qi and thunder spiritual power in the golden sea, and condensed an inch-long thunderbolt demonic flame blade in his hand, and quickly slashed towards the head of the demon beast.

The black liquid hit the ground with a dead sound, instantly corroding a large crater five feet square. A few bits of liquid touched the trunk of the tree on the ground, and the whole tree collapsed, gradually turning yellow and withering, and its toxicity was several times more severe than that of peach blossom miasma.

Wang Jing secretly said that he was lucky, and he didn't have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead, so he immediately controlled the thunder and lightning demon flame blade to go as fast as lightning, and slashed at the neck of the toad that came from the crazy impact. The toad flipped on its side in the air, and although it moved quickly, it was still slashed in the left eye by the Thunderbolt Demon Flame Blade. The Demon Flame Blade cut a large wound a foot long in its bulging eye, and the wound was scorched black, and from time to time golden lightning filaments were wandering.

The toad was hit hard by this, and its movements became sluggish, and it let out a low roar of terrible anger, which shook the spirit peaches on the trees and fell to the ground with a popping sound. Wang Jing took the opportunity to throw a few fireballs at the toad, smashing it so that it kept rolling.

Annoyed and ashamed, the toad fought a few fireball spells and stood up. I saw it raise its head and spit out its scarlet tongue, and its body suddenly became huge, and it grew to more than three feet tall in a few breaths. Its thick front legs slapped the ground, its hind legs kicked back, and its body shot at Wang Jing like a bow and arrow off the string, with the potential to kill Wang Jing headlong.

Wang Jing was swept by the wind brought by the demon beast, and his face and body were cracked in many places, and blood was sprinkled all over the ground. At this time, the demonic qi and thunder and lightning in his golden sea were exhausted, and low-level spells were useless at all. In desperation, I had no choice but to use the last killer feature.

As soon as Wang Jing's body landed, he took out the remaining three Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Talismans with his left hand, and after quickly activating them, he threw them on the way forward of the demon beast that was roaring and chasing, but he rushed forward.

The three Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Talismans were activated at the same time, turning into a large net of red flames and white thunder and lightning several feet large, and the net of demon beasts that could not dodge was square.

Wang Jing didn't expect to kill the demon beast with this move, so he took advantage of the fact that the demon beast was caught in the thunder and fire weaving net, stirred up the flying sword that fell to the ground, and fled in a hurry.

The demon beasts may have suffered in the hands of Wang Jing one after another, their arrogance has withered a lot in the thunder and fire, and the speed of the pursuit is not as good as before, comparable to Wang Jing's speed. Wang Jing relied on a few low-level fireball techniques from time to time to block the pursuit of the demon beast, and won two or three breaths of buffer time. One man and one beast, chasing and fleeing, ruined countless spirit peaches and spirit mushrooms in the canyon.

Two hours later, Wang Jing escaped from the canyon in embarrassment. Without the forbidden power of the Peach Blossom Miasma Canyon, Wang Jing soared into the sky and stepped on the clouds. The demon beast couldn't fly, so it could only stare at Wang Jing's back fiercely, hammering the ground angrily, roaring, and hearing hundreds of miles away.

Wang Jing flew for half an hour, and the red light point of the demon beast had long disappeared from the detection range of the Heavenly Demon Ring, and he flew crookedly from the air to the ground. Due to the depletion of mana, the injury was not light, he bled too much, his head was dizzy, and when he was still more than two feet high from the ground, he fell down and had a bruised face and swollen face.

The wrestling touched Wang Jing's injured right arm and left shoulder, making him grin in pain, and a bean-sized cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He took out the last half bottle of the healing elixir Qingling Pill from the storage bag, half of it was taken internally and half externally. After a few moments, the wound stopped bleeding and began to scab over. Half an hour later, the wound on his body recovered as before, but the tendons and veins in his right arm were too badly damaged, and it took more time to recuperate.