The wind blew the trees and swayed, and the Dongshun national teachers who flew in place were also shaking, the speed seemed to be slower and slower, and Ning Wuji's face also showed a trace of smugness, and he sighed secretly in his heart, these people are quite interesting.

I saw that Yang Lin in front of him was held in the air by the flying beast that was more than a foot high, his face was full of pain, but the occasional light in his eyes seemed to be full of energy, Ning Wuqian couldn't help but be stunned, but there was a trace of inexplicability in his heart, and he asked in surprise: "Yang Lin, why are you?"

The night wind that blew gently suddenly suffocated, the surrounding space instantly froze, and an evil smile floated from Ning Wuji's slightly confused face, and his right hand slowly slapped out, which seemed to be extremely slow, but the palm wind passed by, and the void collapsed inch by inch, making a sound like a piece of dead wood breaking, and the sound knocked on the heart, making people feel dead and dying in the twilight.

"Since you brute beast is out of the swamp, then stay!" estimating that Yang Lin's figure had been blocked by the tall figure of the Fei Lian Beast, Ning Wuqian roared angrily, and the palm wind had slapped Yang Lin's face, revealing his murderous intentions.

The surrounding space has been imprisoned by Ning Wujian with spiritual pressure, Yang Lin and the Flying Beast were controlled at the same time, even if the Flying Beast's body can move a few points, but the palm wind is so fast, that moving speed is impossible to dodge.

It's just that Yang Lin's face was calm, as if he understood something, and even showed a hint of a smile, without any sense of nervousness and panic, which made Ning Wuqian very puzzled.

The sharp palm wind has come out, as long as you move forward one more point, you can smash the one in front of you, although it is not annoying to look at now, but it will always be annoying in the future.

Suddenly, an angry dragon groan sounded behind Yang Lin, Ning Wuqian suddenly felt that the palm wind that was still a few points away from hitting Yang Lin's body was actually smashed away by some heavy goods, his eyes fell, and he didn't know when a figure of more than ten zhang appeared beside him, and the thing that interrupted the palm wind was just a sharp claw in front of the figure.

Without waiting for Ning Wuji's figure to retreat, the behemoth was pressed down out of thin air, like a giant mountain pressing stones. The space that had been confined, had been dissipated when the dragon's roar sounded, but when the behemoth pressed down on its body, the surrounding space became frozen again, and it was impossible to break free.

The instantaneous transformation of the surrounding space made Ning Wujian secretly say that it was not good, the situation that was originally completely in charge of the situation, but at this time, he suddenly changed his role, and he couldn't help frowning, and the corners of his mouth scolded lightly.

After the dragon groan, Ning Wuji's heart was already bad, and he had already guessed the origin of the dragon's groan in his mind, except for Yang Lin's spirit beast Ying Long, there was only the East China Sea Jiaolong clan in Dongshun Kingdom.

The roar of the dragon in the East China Sea, although there is a dragon sound, there is no dragon clan's coercive momentum, but just now this sound is after the sound, which makes people feel terrifying, and the strong momentum that was originally transmitted was immediately suppressed a few points, except for the roar of the real dragon, there is no other demon beast that can be compared.

Ying Long, who was like a dark cloud, pressed towards Ning Wujian with the momentum, and his front paws seemed to have found a good distance and pressed on his body to struggle, but because of the gap in cultivation, the confined space made it impossible to move normally, and Ning Wuji's body was slow and abnormal.

The 'click' sound was like a broken log, followed by a muffled sound of 'flutter', and there was no Ning Wuji's figure in the swamp, Ying Long's huge body was like a small mountain, lying in the swamp, full of silt.

The sound of dead wood breaking came into Ning Wuji's ears one after another, and his chest seemed to have been pierced by some sharp sharp object that had pierced the true qi of the body, and it became extremely painful, and even a little breathless.

Although he knew that he couldn't fight against Ying Long, his instinct to survive still prompted Ning Wujian to constantly accumulate palm power and slap on the heavy flesh that was pressing on his body.

The mana was already sluggish, and the swamp mud had some effects that hindered the mana aura, and after several blows, he couldn't see the body move at all, which made Ning Wuqian feel anxious.

Suddenly, Ning Wuqian only felt a lightness on his body, and the heavy body that was originally pressed on his body disappeared in an instant, taking the opportunity, Ning Wuqian hurriedly and quickly hit a palm that had hit the empty place, hoping that this palm would take advantage of the momentum of Ying Long's departure and hit it farther.

Looking at the bright starry sky in the night sky, he just struck out with a palm, and stayed in front of him as if he was picking stars, and the surrounding swamp and mud quickly closed in the middle because of the space that suddenly appeared.

In a moment, Ning Wuqian only felt that there was a continuous accumulation of mud on the top of his head and limbs, and a rotten smell came to his nose, but he was afraid that if he had two more breaths, he would be drowning his nose.

The hands naturally pressed downward, trying to lift the figure, but when the hands pressed, there was no point of strength, and the swamp mud had already been squeezed by a palm, and the figure that had just lifted half a point fell into the mud again.

Secretly sighed, Ning Wujian seemed to feel that he was a little out of proportion in his hurry, and a ball of spiritual energy suddenly rose in the palm of his right hand, which instantly expanded and pressed down violently.

Although the protruding foreign object squeezed the mud away, it also took time, and the force of the anti-shock had ejected Ning Wuji's mud-covered head out of the swamp, and from a distance, it looked like a human head buried alive in the swamp.

The starry sky was clear, but I don't know when a few drops of drizzle fell, and it was only a few drops, and after the drizzle was blown by the wind, a few drops dissipated with the wind, as if they had never appeared.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance came to his nose with the drizzle, which made Ning Wuji, who had just taken a few deep breaths of the mud and stench, couldn't help but probe his nose and inhale deeply, but a red blood film suddenly flashed in his brain, making him seem to think of something, and sneezed violently, as if he wanted to breathe out the aroma into his nose.

"Don't bother, these soul protector flower souls are carefully refined by me, but it took me a lot of strength, and didn't I also accompany you to smell the rain mixed with soul protection pollen, although it is not fair to fight like this, but it is better than being suppressed by you with divine thoughts, and I can only be beaten to be much fairer. ”

Yang Lin gently wiped the light powder left by the raindrops on his forehead that had been dried by the wind, and looked sideways at the group of people flying towards this side outside the swamp, only to see that these people had not yet reached half the distance at this time, as if they were lost, walking and stopping, looking around from time to time.

Secretly sneered, Yang Lin had already guessed a little bit of the intentions of these people, there were not many people in the city of no return who knew that Yang Lin had a dragon spirit beast, maybe he was frightened because of the sound of the dragon's groan, and he didn't dare to come.

Or if he understood Ning Wuji's intention to kill Yang Lin, he would delay slowly, just waiting for Ning Wuqian to kill Yang Lin before showing up, so as not to make Ning Wuqian angry.

"You think that you can fight me without suppressing your divine thoughts, I really regret that I shouldn't have rescued you from Jiang Cheng's spiritual fingers in that rainy night, otherwise, you can save a lot of hands and feet today. But it's not too late, Wu Tian wanted me to save you back then, but today there is no one to save you, die!"

Although the divine thought was sealed, but Ning Wujian cultivated for 10,000 years, although the mana could not be gathered into a line to attack the enemy, but when the killing moves formed by the slightly scattered mana came, it was not something that Yang Lin could bear.

After snorting, I saw that Ning Wuji's wood-like palm had slapped towards Yang Lin not far in front of him, and the violent and scattered wind immediately scattered the night breeze in the night swamp with a slight smell in the coolness.

It's just that this palm has not yet reached Yang Lin's body, Ning Wujian felt a pain in his right wrist again, and a sharp mouth appeared in front of him at some point, and the sharp mouth was biting fiercely at the right wrist, and the fangs in the mouth had already penetrated the true qi of the body, directly biting through the flesh, blood burst out, and drip down along the sharp mouth kiss.

His right hand slapped at the empty spirit beast bag, and Yang Lin felt that the spirit beast that was still bulging just now was empty in just one beat, and the speed of the flying beast was even faster than his own feeling.

Between breaths, the figure of the flying beast slowly turned into reality, and in front of the spirit beast bag in Yang Lin's hand, there was still a touch of the phantom of the flying beast when it pounced, as if time had become extremely slow, but just to let people see more clearly, the origin of the flying beast.

With a miserable scream, Ning Wuqian hurriedly withdrew his hand backwards, wanting to pull out the right hand that was bitten by the Flying Beast, but while retracting his hand, he also pulled the Flying Beast closer together.

The divine thought was sealed, the mana could not operate normally, and the fight with Yang Lin, who was also sealed by the divine thought, Ning Wujian naturally had a chance of winning, but he didn't want Yang Lin to come forward to fight at all, but put it into the spirit beast bag early, and in order to avoid the raindrops mixed with the soul powder of the flower protection flower and the flying beast that blocked the divine thought, he released it and fought with Ning Wujian.

With the body of a wild beast, although it is a cultivation in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, with the advantage of speed, it can fight with the people who have returned to the virtual realm, and at this time, Ning Wujian, who has lost the advantage of returning to the virtual realm, naturally understands that the gap between the two has long ceased to exist.

With a heavy heart, looking at the greedy color in the round eyes of the flying beast in front of him, Ning Wujian could no longer maintain his high dignity, and shouted loudly: "Help, Yang Lin, you..."

But before the words were finished, an even more terrifying and piercing beast roar suddenly sounded, and the roar of the complete Sri seemed to reveal endless pain and grievances.

Yang Lin, who was nearby, only felt a strong wind blowing on his face, and Ning Wujian retreated, and the second half of the sentence was shocked back.

"Well done, or if you kill them before they come, his baby will be yours. Yang Lin showed a light smile on his face, when he heard Ning Wujian ask for help just now, he didn't have to think about it to know that the words behind Yang Lin must have said the relationship between Yang Lin and Feilian Beast, if the people behind him heard it, even if he killed Ning Wuji, he would leave a lot of tricks.

In a hurry, Yang Lin had no choice but to bend the Flying Beast and suppress the soul of the Flying Beast, so that it couldn't help but be in pain, and howled loudly to cover up Ning Wuji's cry for help, and the result was surprisingly good, and it made the Flying Beast's eyes breathe fire, and it wanted to eat people very much.