Wang Ruo left the sword and flew.

Although flying in the sky, Wang Ruoli always had a faint sense of crisis in his heart, and for some reason, he was able to fly freely in the Ming Holy Mausoleum, and cultivate to the realm, and was not affected by the suppression of the power of the tomb array.

On the horizon, dark clouds and clusters seemed to float aimlessly, moving, pressing the sky very low and low.

Wang Ruoli didn't pay attention to it at first, until a large dark cloud pressed towards him, and he released his divine sense to sweep it, and then he was surprised, it turned out that these dark clouds that flew over were not dark clouds at all, but a large number of black moths filled with dead air.

This black moth, called the black moth, has thin black wings, antennae pinnae, is born in the tomb, feeds on carrion, grows with death, and usually likes to flock in groups.

Wang Ruoli didn't dare to provoke, if he was entangled by a black moth in the air, he was afraid that it would be very tricky, so he hurriedly ran the wreckage and flew down.

Ahead, there is a low canyon, on both sides are bare ink stones, black and black, like charcoal, not only has no scenery, but also looks a little rough.

"You Shameless Bastard...... Hurry up and stop...... No...... I will definitely kill you......" Flying into the canyon, Wang Ruoli heard several anxious screams from the valley from a distance, as if she was being bullied, but the screams were greasy, and they were somewhat familiar to her ears.

Wang Ruoli's heart tightened, and he suddenly woke up, isn't this voice Mei Shuying?

Wang Ruoli hurried into the canyon, and saw three people in the valley. One stood at the corner of the valley, as if he was letting off the wind, and as if he was avoiding it, it turned out to be the Frost Python Demon King of the Canglong Empire, Bi Bing. On the left side of the canyon, there is a big boulder, and the person standing next to the boulder and wanting to do something wrong is the monarch of the Canglong Empire, Long Aotian. As for the woman on the boulder, her clothes were messy and pitiful, not who Mei Shuying was.

"Who?" Taniguchi's Bi Bing was alert and found Wang Ruoli in time.

"Passing by. Wang Ruo's face froze, glanced at the situation in the valley, and immediately knew the plot that was happening inside. I didn't expect Mei Shuying to enter the Ming Holy Mausoleum, and she would be so coincidentally met by Long Aotian, and her luck was really home. It's just that Wang Ruoli knows in his heart that he is a god-level Linggong powerhouse, facing the other two people, a Lingjun powerhouse and a Lingwang powerhouse, the strength realm completely crushes himself, if he starts directly, he is afraid that he will not be able to save people, but he will have to catch himself.

"It's you!" Bi Bing recognized Wang Ruoli, the corners of his eyes were cold, and his right palm was frozen in ice, as if he was ready to make a move.

"Don't affect Benjun's Yaxing, if you don't want to die, get out of here!" Long Aotian was glad to meet Mei Shuying, who was thinking about it here, and naturally didn't want to be disturbed.

"Ruoli ......" Mei Shuying also saw Wang Ruoli in a hurry, and her panicked face showed a hint of hope

Implore.

"Excuse me, you go on. Wang Ruoli knew that he was invincible, so he turned around decisively and wanted to withdraw from the valley.

Seeing Wang Ruoli's movements, Bi Bing frowned, rushed over, and raised his hand to shoot an ice arrow. Unexpectedly, Wang Ruoli over there was already on guard, and his body jumped, and he flew up directly with his sword, accelerated with a snort, and fled towards the sky.

When Bi Bing saw that Wang Ruoli could actually fly with a sword, he was stunned for a moment, and his face was full of shock.

"Haha...... originally thought it was a hairy boy who wanted to be a hero to save the beauty, but he turned out to be a coward. When Long Aotian saw Wang Ruoli fleeing decisively, he couldn't help laughing, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Wang Ruoli, you ......" Mei Shuying's expression was complicated, and she didn't seem to expect that Wang Ruoli would abandon herself and slip away directly when she saw that she was about to be humiliated.

"Mei Shuying, you are a slut, originally this gentleman wanted to marry you as a concubine in a sedan chair, but unfortunately you don't know how to lift up. Long Aotian looked smug with a smug face, looked at Mei Shuying again, and slowly tore Mei Shuying's skirt into a few rags, "Look at your usual pretentious, high-minded and glamorous appearance, even dare to be indifferent to Benjun, don't pretend, let Benjun taste your taste today." ”

"Long Aotian, you are a shameless person, you are the king of a country in vain, you have done such a nasty and despicable thing, you will definitely die well in the future!" Mei Shuying hated and anxious in her heart, her skirt was torn, and a pair of seductive beautiful legs were at a loss, stretching or fitting either.

"The so-called fame is all bullshit. Long Aotian sneered at the corner of his mouth, leaned down, and gently slid the back of his right hand over Mei Shuying's earlobe, down his cheek, all the way to his neck, and his face showed a hint of reminiscence, "Since sitting on the throne of the monarch, I have lost my usual chic and uninhibited, indulged in wildness, alas, I really miss the days when the overlords were the bow in the past." ”

"Woo...... Don't ......" Mei Shuying was teased by Long Aotian like this, her mood fell to the bottom, she was so anxious that she cried out loud, and shouted heartbreakingly, "Come on...... Help......"

"You scream, you shout, the more you shout, the more excited I am. Long Ao was arrogant and arrogant, and he tore off Mei Shuying's clothes again, revealing a large area of fair skin, "What do you think this place is, even if you cut your throat, no one will come to save you." ”

"Don't...... Whining...... It's all bastards......" Mei Shuying screamed sadly in her mouth, her expression was sad, and she looked like she had nothing to love in life, at this time she finally understood what it meant to be unable to survive, unable to die, and what she had been thinking about for a long time was not the high spirits of the past, nor the care and love of her mother, but the figure of the man who suddenly broke into her heart.

Long Aotian looked anxious, looked at Mei Shuying, who was broken-willed, and continued to tease with his hands, trying to completely defeat Mei Shuying's psychological defense, and immediately pulled hard, just about to tear Mei Shuying's profane clothes.

Suddenly, above

There was a buzzing sound, and then the entire sky of the canyon turned into a cloudy and dark land.

Long Aotian and the others raised their heads in a panic, and they were shocked, and they saw that Wang Ruoli was in a panic, and he didn't know what basket he had stabbed, followed by a large number of dark clouds, no, it was a group of black moths that covered the sky and the sun, and flew towards the valley in a hurry.

Before the people in the valley could react, Wang Ruoli had already fallen into the canyon "carrying" the group of black moths.

Wang Ruoli didn't talk nonsense, he came up with a "immortal red", slashed at Long Aotian, raised his left hand, and a hundred swords came out together, forming a poor sword formation, leading the cage to Bi Bing.

Bi Bing didn't dare to slack off, his body was cold, and he shot out diffusely, knocking down the long swords of the Poor Sword Formation one by one. Long Aotian slapped his big hand, smashed the red maple sword momentum when he landed, his heart was annoyed, and he wanted to come over and kill Wang Ruoli, but he didn't know that the person had not moved, and the countless black moths attracted by Wang Ruoli had already hunted up.

Taking advantage of this delay, Wang Ruoli flashed away, "Feifeng Teleported", came to Mei Shuying's side, grabbed her waist, held her in his arms, and teleported again, flashing to the periphery of the canyon. However, the swarm of black moths was dense and overwhelming, and soon surrounded the two of them into a ball.

As for Long Aotian and the others, under the combined attack of hundreds of millions of black moths, they were exhausted and had no time to pay attention to Wang Ruoli and Mei Shuying. Although the damage of the black moth is not high, the group attack effect is outstanding, especially between the flapping of the moth wings, a kind of chronic poisonous powder is sprinkled, which is easy to make people unable to prevent it.

Wang Ruoli knew that he had to rush out of a bloody path as soon as possible, otherwise if he was so entangled by the black moth swarm, he was afraid that he would really die of spiritual failure. At that moment, the remnants of the Poor End Sword Formation flew again, protecting their bodies, churning and rushing out to kill.

At this time, in the direction of the stone stream on the side of the canyon, there was a sudden indescribable fierce heat.

Wang Ruoli, who had just come out of the canyon, bore the brunt of the attack, but was forced to retreat again and again by this heat, and had to fall back into the canyon.

The heat came too quickly, and the black moths swirling in the air were like moths that met open flames, and they all smoked and fell to the ground. As the hot breath came in, the group of blacklied moths fled to the other side in a panic, leaving only countless charred corpses on the ground.

Wang Ruoli was greatly frightened, and looked at the direction where the hot breath hit, and saw that the plants and trees in that direction seemed to lose all their moisture in an instant, becoming dry and withered, and even the surface of the ground was unusually dry, tearing out huge cracks one after another.

This hot breath seemed to be from the depths of a person's soul, and Wang Ruoli faintly guessed that there should be an unknown thing coming towards him in front of him. It's just that the strength of the other party is too terrifying, just the breath that escapes, there is such a terrifying situation, if you wait until the other party comes to the front, can you directly dry the water of the human body and turn the person into a dry corpse?