Fu Jun's body was wrapped in a layer of golden light, and the wind and thunder wings on his back were wide open, and he ran away in the air at several times faster than usual.

And not far from him, there were more than a dozen unknown demon birds with hideous faces, also mixed with bursts of fishy wind, running for their lives like crazy.

If it were usual, these demon birds would naturally fly without hesitation in the face of such a beautiful and delicious "ingredient", but now they don't turn their heads at all, just frantically wave their wings and run for their lives.

After Fu Jun flew out more than ten miles away in one go, he stopped the light in his heart a little relaxed, and turned his head to look at the giant mountain behind him.

As a result, the giant mountain in the distance still rumbled and collapsed, and layers of rocks and dirt rolled down from the surface of the peak.

In the blink of an eye, the entire mountain peak was more than half shorter than before, and I don't know how many spirit flowers and plants were all submerged in the soil, and there was no trace of them.

"Whoosh"!

Not far away, a snowy white light burst out, and after a blur, it turned into a cold woman wearing the costume of the Abyss Continent.

The woman carried a snow-bright long sword on her back, stopped in the void not far from Fu Jun, glanced at Fu Jun with an indifferent look, and also turned her head to stare at the giant mountain in the distance behind her.

As soon as Fu Jun saw this woman, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

For no reason, this woman gave him a very dangerous feeling, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his heart that was far away from her.

Fu Jun's mind turned quickly, and he couldn't help but guess the identity of this woman.

The Abyss State is known as one of the several major sects in the Wuji Continent, and there are those outstanding disciples of this generation under his sect, although he is not very clear, but he also remembers the reminders of the Qingyuan Ancestor.

Thinking of Qingyuan Ancestor, Fu Jun suddenly felt a sense of admiration in his heart, although the Tianluo Continent can produce many people, but the person who can resist the Demon Gate trapped and suppressed under the giant mountain is unique.

A person from a foreign land whose original hometown is not in the Tianluo Continent is able to sacrifice his life without hesitation for the sake of many creatures in the Tianluo Continent, and suppress the person of the Demon Dao who treats human life as dung in the secret realm of the beast vein, so that it will never see the light of day.

However, after Qingyuan Ancestor did this in obscurity, how many people in the Tianluo Continent knew?!

For others, to do their things, to serve their bodies, to hide their names, not to reciprocate, this is a chivalrous person, a hero!

Perhaps, a person like Qingyuan Ancestor is a chivalrous person, a person who cares about the common people in the world, and a person who can never be an immortal cultivator who can never be an idle cloud and wild crane.

Fu Jun had a lot of thoughts in his heart, his eyes slanted, and he glanced at the cold girl next to him, although this woman looked bright and moving, but her body exuded a chill that made people's hearts tremble, I don't know if it was because of this woman's cultivation of exercises, or if this woman was born with this cold character.

But looking at the other party's age, it doesn't seem to be very big, that is, it's just the same age as himself.

Fu Jun estimated the age of the other party, and then remembered the few people that Qingyuan Ancestor reminded him to pay attention to, and suddenly gained something!

Judging from the other party's age, appearance, and dress, this woman is likely to be the cultivator with a psychic sword body.

I heard that this kind of person with a psychic sword body is a genius that is rare in a thousand years, and his talent is so high that he directly kills other people with a different body of talent.

And listening to what Qingyuan Ancestor said, this woman with a psychic sword body successfully cultivated the swordsmanship of the integration of body and sword during the foundation building period.

Its strength is far stronger than that of cultivators of the same cultivation, even if a Jindan period monk encounters it, he will only choose to avoid it temporarily.

Just when Fu Jun's thoughts were turning, the distant peaks collapsed and collapsed one after another, and finally stopped with a "bang", and revealed the true face hidden inside.

It was a blue-black coffin wrapped in countless black silks, and each tentacle-like black silk seemed to grow in the coffin, as if the hairs on the hands were preserved.

The blue-black coffin emitted bursts of black air, and the sound seemed to be a whimpering ghost cry from the depths of hell that stung people's nerves, and countless strange black threads danced wildly with the ghostly cry of the unjust ghost.

Every time you dance, you have to harvest a large piece of the life of the demon beast, and the demon beasts that are running away one by one still can't escape the palm of the monster, and in the blink of an eye, they are penetrated by the black silk, absorbing the essence of life, and becoming a withered dry corpse.

Seeing such an amazing scene, not only did Fu Jun's heart feel cold, but even the cold woman was dumbfounded.

There was a muffled "bang", and from the coffin in the distance, a huge black silk hand stretched out.

As soon as the giant hand was stretched out, it suddenly sent forward, and in a blur, it was more than ten zhang away, and suddenly grabbed the fleeing demon beast group, and suddenly a large piece of flesh and bones oozed out of the gap in the giant hand.

A strange scene appeared, countless demon beasts were grabbed by the giant hand and cracked, the moment the blood flowed, the black silk was like a blood-sucking demon, one after another, and it actually absorbed countless blood cleanly, and there was no blood flowing down.

When Fu Jun saw it, his heart in his body was beating with it, and at the same time, the blood all over his body was congealed, as if he had completely stopped flowing.

His face changed greatly, and without saying a word, he turned around, urged the wind and thunder wings on his back, and rushed towards the distance.

The people of the Demon Gate who were suppressed under this mountain peak finally got rid of the shackles of the formation set by the Qingyuan Ancestor and escaped, such a Demon Dao Ancestor at the peak of the Transformation Period, even if his body was greatly damaged at this time, he could never resist.

And almost at the same time, after the cold woman's face turned pale, she also suddenly turned around and quickly fled in the same direction as Fu Jun......