Jing Meng heard the sound of footsteps in the jungle, and knew that someone had come in, so she directly grabbed Xiusha's waist and flew to the treetops with a slight touch of her feet.

Xiusha's face turned red.

There was a faint anger in her eyes, and she wanted to break free, but after thinking about it, it was understandable that she was helpless, and at this moment she had already hid in the dense shade of the trees with Jing Meng.

With his body low, how dare he make any movement.

After a while, the man surnamed Wang walked to a place far away from a dozen trees and stopped.

His gaze inexplicably glanced at the treetops where he was hiding.

Suddenly, my heart sank, was it discovered, but the person surnamed Wang just glanced at it and looked away, and I couldn't help but feel a little lucky.

Jing Meng and Xiusha, who were hiding in the treetops, didn't dare to breathe, and they had to breathe carefully.

Not only people, but even those demon beasts seemed to be like this, under the gaze of the surnamed king, their whole body actually fell down, from their faces to their eyes were filled with timidity, and their mouths were like a cowardly scream.

The man surnamed Wang seemed to have some heavy heart, his face was full of worry, and after his eyes swept over the jungle, he sighed.

"Didn't we, sir," said a lean man behind him.

"Huh.."

Hearing this, the surnamed Wang smiled lightly, but the worries in the depths of his eyes really couldn't be solved, he took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and said calmly: "Everyone, we will die for this trip." ”

Everyone's expressions froze, and they all shouted in a low voice: "May I be able to shed all my blood for the Divine Sect." ”

The surname Wang looked yellow and thin, and he looked sickly, but at this moment, it was indeed a little majestic and scary, and he said slowly: "We may not be able to come back." ”

Everyone shouted: "Don't be afraid!"

This group of people is really not afraid, his eyes are fixed, his face is flushed, and he seems to be very excited.

"Hehe..."

The surnamed Wang laughed, nodded, and said, "Okay, brothers, you will all be the heroes of my Divine Sect, and the future foundation of the Divine Sect will be born in our hands." ”

"The Bianye Divine Sect is as high as the sky, it exists forever on the earth, and the Bianye Ancestor is immortal and immortal....." This group of black-clothed people roared over and over again as if they were crazy.

Jing Meng and Xiusha hid in the tree, and their palms couldn't help but be covered with cold sweat.

The following are all Bianye demons, what are they doing here? What are they plotting? It can't be a gift to some great demon in the Black Wilderness Mountain Range, right?

Jing Meng and Xiusha looked at each other, their faces were solemn, and they made up their minds that if they could get away with it, they must go to the master to tell what they saw at this moment, but the premise was to survive first.

The one surnamed Wang also roared a few times, stopped, and said loudly: "Okay, brothers, don't worry, my Wang Zuohai will not let my brothers die as they deserve, and I will not let you die in vain." ”

In an instant, the Leaf Demon was stunned, and his teeth seemed to be really crazy, and he kept roaring.

Wang Zuohai raised his hand, stopped the roar, and his eyes turned to a giant man like an iron tower, and the big man's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly said, "My lord, I can do it." ”

As he spoke, he knelt down.

But Wang Zuohai really shook his head, and said softly: "Angwu, you stay, after the matter here is over, go out to serve the son." ”

Angwu Dahan's original black face was white, and he begged and said eagerly: "My lord, although my skills are a little worse, but the rough work of logging and opening mountains is good, you use mine, God has raised me for so long, you let me contribute to God's teaching." ”

Wang Zuohai's face was full of kindness, but in the end, he sighed and said, "Angwu, I intend to keep your life know, there is danger in the black wilderness, and you can only be cannon fodder when you go in." ”

"Cannon fodder is cannon fodder, and I, Angwu, am willing to become cannon fodder for the cornerstone of the Divine Cult," Angwu replied with an eager look.

Wang Zuohai snorted, his face changed color, and he scolded: "Bastard thing, how can you despise your own life so much, every brother of my God Sect will die as it deserves," paused, his expression slowed down, and said: "Ang Wu, I want you to keep a useful body and continue to serve the God Sect, I want you to witness the moment when the God Sect is as high as the sky and will last forever on the earth." ”

Ang Wu's head slammed to the ground, and he cried out.

Wang Zuohai glanced at him, and then led the crowd to the Black Desolate Mountain Range.

It's so sad, it's so sad, Wang Zuohai and they have already gone away, Ang Wu knelt in a daze, his whole face was a gray look, and he looked so thick and strong, he actually cried, it was really ridiculous.

Jing Meng hid in the tree and looked at the bitterness of the big man's face, full of sneering, sure enough, he was brainless, and he was fooled by a few words from others, and he thought it was true, how important it is to live and actually think about death, are you stupid or not.

Is it stupid?

Although Ang Wu looked like he had well-developed limbs and a simple mind, he didn't think so, he stood up, calmed down, and walked casually.

Jing Meng frowned, that guy walked around and around, seemingly aimless, chaotic direction, just exuding sadness in his heart, but in the end, he leaned towards the big tree where he was hiding.

Sure enough, when he was only three steps away, he took a big stride, and his body was nailed to the tree like a nail, hissing and whirring under the tree, like an iron tower that swallowed the ghost mist.

Jing Meng and Xiusha's palms not only tightened, but they chuckled in their hearts, and sure enough.........

"Ah......h

He roared loudly and angrily, and his huge fist slammed into the pole of the tree, howling, "It's all you, you two bastards who have made me lose the opportunity to serve the gods, and I will smash your bones piece by piece." ”

The fist fell, and the big tree as thick as the mouth of the bowl squeaked and screamed, and it actually broke off and fell.

Forehead...

Jing Meng's brows twitched fiercely, and she naturally grabbed Xiusha's waist and hurriedly jumped down.

Whew~, the wind in my ears is still blowing, and the trees in my ears are still wailing on the ground, but there is a stinging wind roaring in my ears.

Aung Go's fist has arrived.

"Damn...... Jing Meng said in a low voice, and with a movement of his left hand, Xiusha was avoided behind him, and the Ruyi sword became wide and heavy.

"Bell..."

The sound is as wide as a bell bursting.

Ang Wu punched on the spine of the Ruyi sword, and his body bore the brunt of the violent retreat, the blood in his chest churned and almost spurted out, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed it fiercely, if it weren't for the Ruyi Jianqi, his own blood was still light, I am afraid that at this moment, the lobes of the lungs have been broken into pieces and coughed out.

"Ahh

Seeing that Jing Meng was not killed, Ang Wu's face was even more angry, and he strode on the ground and pounced on the drums.

Jing Meng hurriedly let go of Xiusha and said coldly: "Stand up, I don't want your help." ”

Xiusha was anxious, and she had already lifted the Ice Spirit Sword, but when Jing Meng said it, she had no choice but to lower the long sword again, not because she didn't want to help, but because she was self-aware, and she knew that she might just distract Jing Meng by going up.

"Whoa..."

Jing Meng gritted his teeth, did not retreat but advanced, the sword became thin, grabbed in front of Ang Wu, and cut his lower abdomen horizontally.

The sword whirred, and the fist whirred.

To Jing Meng's surprise, Ang Wu seemed to have disregarded life and death, and actually let his long sword cut his abdomen and swung his fist straight to his face.

Who's fast?

Is it the sword that goes to the belly first?

Or is it the punch that comes first?

Although Angwu's fist was whirring, the speed was not very fast, and Jing Meng's Ruyi Sword must be one step ahead of him.

But do you dare?

The sword broke through the abdomen, his fist must be weak, and it is precisely the terrible thing that must be, this person is as dark as a stone, and his sword hurt him?

Immediately decided, he hurriedly withdrew the sword and blocked it in front of him.

"Bell..."

Ruyi Sword made another loud noise, and suddenly his arm was numb, and he felt severe pain, and his body floated up like a sack, and fell heavily into the bushes.

Xiusha was in a hurry, and wanted to rush over to check Jing Meng's injury, but suddenly the bushes and dwarf leaves shook violently, and Xiusha knew that Jing Meng was not dead, so her heart was a little calmer.

"Ahh

She was at ease in her heart, but when Ang Wu saw that Jing Meng could still move, his anger was burning, his upper body leaned, and his head actually came out: "Iron bull impact." ”

The head is big and bright, really like a cow.

The leaves of the bushes shook more and more wildly, as if Jing Meng was about to rush out, Xiusha hurriedly reminded loudly: "Little ...... Heart..."

Sheng Yu came to Yu lightly, Xiusha's words hadn't finished yet, Jing Meng had already rushed out, and the surprise he came out was so frightening.

actually rode on the body of a cow and drove it into Angwu, Xiusha saw how he could not like it, Angwu picked the bull's head, and he was also shocked when he saw the majestic iron tower.

Man-cow is not a real cow.

But at this moment, Angwu can be described as a dilemma, and the retreat will be carried by the bull demon, but the advance is ...... I can only enter.

"Ahh

Ang Wu roared and put the human head on the cow's head together, bang, braincase to braincase, Jing Meng's body riding on the cow suddenly stagnated, the demon of the real cow was actually resisted by the cow-like Ang Wu, it was really a copper head and iron brain, it was really hard, it didn't break it, only three steps back under his feet, and his head was just scratched a layer of oil.

Ang Wu was fierce, holding the boss's fist and punching it on the head of the cow, and the head of the cow was bleeding from the nose and mouth.

Jing Meng was frightened in his heart, and he was timid, how could he dare to stay, and floated away from the moon and rushed to Xiusha's side.

"Silly, let's go. ”