Mang consciously took the silver, "Then you ......"

Wan Jiling thought that Mang was urging her, and immediately said, "Don't worry, within three days, I will definitely come back on time."

Mang no longer had the courage to say anything to stop him, he hugged the woman in his arms tightly, "Okay, as long as you can return safely, when the time comes, I will definitely help her get this girl's arm back intact."

Hey, there is an unexpected gain, and this trip is not a loss.

Wan Ji Ling was firm in his heart, no longer hesitated, and the wind under his feet headed towards the west.

When passing by the night market casino, Wan Jiling stopped and stood at the door and secretly glanced inside, and found that beside Gu Zhaowu, the buckle had already formed a small mountain, "Is this guy addicted to gambling?"

Forget it, let him play a little longer.

Passing through the lively demon group, and further to the west, the crowd looked more and more sparse, and soon, the surrounding area was dark and steaming, blurring the vision.

A stream of air condensed in his hand, tearing the black mist in front of him in half, and while the black mist had not yet completely condensed, Wan Ji Ling hurried forward.

"Hey, look, that guy, isn't it?" someone whispered on a small hill not far away.

It was a bewitching beauty, with a slender waist twisting flexibly, like a water snake.

Standing next to him was a strong man, his strong muscles covered with scars, and it was a scar that had a few encounters with Wan Jiling.

They are all Dongli's subordinates, and it seems that in the doomed struggle between the two, Dongli chose to pull the others in.

"Hey, junior sister, I'll just say that my nose works, but you believe it this time?" Scar immediately flattered.

But she was pushed away by the woman's slender hand, she twisted her waist and jumped down from the small hill, "Don't be verbose, if you don't catch up, you won't see anyone again."

"Okay, listen to my sister!" Scarshadow jumped down the hill, put his arm around the woman's waist, and chased her in the direction that Wan Jiling was running wildly.

All the way to the west, at last, Wan Ji Zero came to a wilderness that was so silent that it was terrifying.

Standing on top of the wilderness, surrounded by a long black fog, I couldn't see anything.

Wan Ji Ling calmed down and listened carefully, only to feel that the long night was quiet, it was endless cold silence, the empty sky, and there were no ghosts flying sideways.

"Strange, where will the monster be, is it still sleeping?" Wan Ji couldn't stop thinking.

"However, there will always be a time to wake up!" Wan Jiling added, and she opened the barrier with the frost and began to sit on the ground and wait.

Until his buttocks were about to go numb, there was still no movement except for the wind.

"No, time waits for no one, you need to think of a way to force it out" Wan Jiling thought for a while, and his eyes fell on his wrist.

Demons have always had an uncontrollable bloodthirsty instinct for blood, maybe you can give it a try?

The fingers landed on the wrist of the left arm and swiped slightly, and because the wind blade was sharp, there was no real pain, but the feeling of blood gushing outward could be clearly felt.

"Wow......!"

Suddenly there was a ghost cry right in front of me.

I didn't expect it to have an effect so quickly, the ribbon in his hand wrapped around his wrist and tied the wound tightly, Wan Ji Ling put away the enchantment, held the condensation frost and slowly approached the source of the sound.

When he felt that he was about to reach the side of the demonic beast, Wan Ji Zero Wind Blade slashed through the black mist and split the black mist.

Suddenly, a huge figure with a blood-red body appeared in front of him, its height was more than ten times higher than that of Wan Ji Ling, and Wan Ji Ling could only try his best to raise his head and barely make eye contact with it.

When it saw Wan Jiling, its hair stood on end and turned into sharp bone spurs.

"Whew!"

It raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, and then the huge soles of its feet fell with a fierce wind.

Wan Ji Ling was ready early, retreated deftly backwards, and jumped onto his claws when the front paws of the demonic beast fell, and ran up with the wind all the way.

There is only one target for Wan Ji, its head!

Although the monster can't speak, its brain is still a little intelligent, and the instinct to survive makes it react immediately, its body suddenly shrunk, and there was suddenly nothing to step on under its feet, and Wan Ji's figure fell sharply from a height.

And below, the demonic beast that had just shrunk became larger again, opening its mouth and waiting for Wan Jiling to fall into its mouth.

"Hmph, with the frost on my body, I'm still afraid that you won't succeed!"

Where there is wind, you are flexible.

The wind blade in his hand swept through the eyes of the demonic beast, although the power was not great, but the demonic beast was in pain, and couldn't help shaking its head.

In just this second, Wan Ji Zero found the opportunity and threw the frost out of his hand, and due to the blessing of the wind, the frost was extremely fast, passing through the mouth of the demonic beast and from behind it

The brain shot out, and suddenly, blood rained down on the ground.

Wan Ji Zero took the returning frost and fell to the ground from the air safely, the wound of the demonic beast could not heal, and the pain began to rampage everywhere like crazy.

However, this is obviously a little easier to deal with.

Wan Ji Zero jumped up when the monster came straight at him, and then slashed at its neck with a sharp sword.

The head flew out, and the demonic beast fell to the ground with a stunner, instantly shrinking to the size of a small wolf dog.

Its head shrunk and rolled to the side.

"That's it!" Wan Jiling exhaled and was about to pick up the head, when a slender jade hand fell and picked up the head of the demonic beast.

"Oh, what a poor fellow, he was ruthlessly killed!" the beautiful woman in purple sighed faintly as she looked up.

This purple-clothed beauty is called Feng Worry, and she is Qiu Yumo's good friend, because Wan Jiling occupies Qiu Yumo's position, so she has always held a grudge against her.

Behind Feng Wei stood a scar.

Wan Jiling had already guessed that they were here on purpose to find trouble for themselves.

"Give me back the head!" Wan Ji said.

Feng Wei stomped his head under his feet, "What if I don't pay it back?"

"It's important to me!" Wan tried to explain.

"Oh, then I won't pay you back!" he said, and his feet began to exert force, as if he wanted to crush his head.

The wind blade is merciless, and the ankles are cut off towards the wind.

Scar's eyes were sharp, and he immediately pulled Feng Wei to get up, which saved her feet, and Feng Wei realized it at this time, and scolded angrily, "Okay, your temper is hard, dare to resist, okay, you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being unkind"

With a flick of the purple whip in his hand, he began to hit Wan Ji Ling's body.

Wan Jiling didn't want to fight them, so he held up the barrier and blocked the whip.

"If you are sent by Dongli, then please go back and tell him that he has the ability, he came to fight with me alone, and sent his own subordinates, does he look down on me?"

This was not only domineering, but also degraded the two of them.

Feng yelled worriedly, "Master's name is not called by you slut casually! You dare to look down on me, today, let you taste the power of the old lady!"

With that, the purple whip struck the head on the ground beside him.

Wan Ji was quick and fast, and continued to condense the wind blade to block the whip's strength, and the wind worry continued to drop the second whip without hesitation, but the whip suddenly seemed to encounter something and was pulled out of her hand.

The strength was so great that he tore off a layer of skin on Feng Wei's palm, and Feng Wu suddenly screamed in pain.