Originally, according to Yang Hao's attributes, he was at most like a headless fly running around in the Qiyun Mountain Range, if another road idiot was added, then this journey could be a disaster.

"Roar!" a roar that shook the earth was so fierce that it suddenly sounded.

A huge wave of sound spread out like invisible waves of water, and the sonic boom was so large that it collapsed several low hills.

All the demonic beasts in the entire Qiyun Mountain Range were either standing in place and kneeling and wailing, or they couldn't stand the powerful coercion and fell into madness, because this was their king, the fourth-order peak demonic beast three-headed griffin roared angrily.

"It's over, Boss Bai! You ultimate road idiot!" Yang Hao rolled his eyes and complained helplessly, he didn't have time to think about it at all, and his body turned into a shock and immediately rose to the sky.

Not far behind him, a three-headed griffin with a length of more than ten zhang was chasing angrily, its wide wings seemed to cover the sky, and it quickly flapped and set off a hurricane to uproot countless towering trees, and the golden tough feathers wrapped around the body like a mountain, and the mountain peaks in front of him were like nothing, and the body collapsed when it touched the peak, and the huge stones fell to the ground, like an earthquake, and the earth rumbled.

"Ahem! Fart! It's obvious that you're not moving in the direction, and you blame the old man for coming!" Boss Bai explained for a while, but the tone seemed to have some narrow-mindedness.

"Damn! You calculate how many thunders I have stepped on in the past half a month, first the two-order Yin Fire wolf pack, then the second-order peak Howling Wind Tiger, and finally ran to the lair of the three griffins. ”

"The pit man doesn't carry this!" turned his head to look at the domineering three-headed griffon that was chasing him, and the speed of his feet involuntarily increased by three points.

"Instead of arguing with the old man, it's better to leave the strength and escape quickly!"

"Hmph, boy, if it weren't for the old man, the No. 1 rune master in the Tianxuan Continent to show you the way, would you be able to get those things?

"Uh, stealing fun?" the corners of Yang Hao's mouth suddenly twitched.

Just kidding, it's almost the same to cry secretly, the conscience of heaven and earth, if I, Yang Hao, let you show you the way again, I will thunder and thunder in the sky, and I will not die well.

However, although this Yang Hao has experienced hardships and dangers in these days, he has picked up two third-order elixir fire thunder flower fruits in vain at the same time as the peak turns around, and relying on this shit luck-like opportunity, he actually practiced the thousand thunder magic tricks of that ground level to the first layer, and his strength is also stable at the cultivation of the triple peak of deorquence.

However, this kind of fortune also made Yang Hao a little puzzled, when he bought two-color balls in Huaxia, why was none of the seven numbers right.

Try to choose a winding route, the body steps on the steep mountain, all the spiritual power is fully opened, there is a faint whistling sound of wind and thunder outside the body, and there are constantly thunder flowers exploding under the footsteps in exchange for the ultimate speed, like a thunderbolt light shooting away in the sky.

The speed increased suddenly, like a phantom, and Yang Hao's position slowly began to get rid of the pursuit of the three griffins like a small black dot.

Seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther away, the majesty of the three-headed griffin, as the king, could not be desecrated, and the huge body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the three terrifying lion heads opened their hideous huge mouths.

One was the scorching flame that burned everything, the other was the sharp wind blade that whirled and swirled, and the last was the ink mass that was corroding the air like black juice.

"Roar, roar!" Three kinds of energy erupted from the griffin's mouth, and the three paths were combined along the way, turning into a huge energy of chaotic color, this vast energy had the terrifying power of cutting the space into several sections, and at the same time, it was directed at Yang Hao with a speed like light.

"Be careful! This is the three-headed griffin's natal supernatural power—Chaos Light Roar!" As soon as he sensed the fluctuation of energy, Boss Bai immediately notified Yang Hao.

However, he really underestimated the speed of the light whistle, high in the air, Yang Hao's sideways dodge action was only half completed, and the light whistle broke through the air, brushed his shoulders, and brought up a large piece of skin and flesh, and the blood suddenly gushed out like spring water.

A large amount of blood flowed, Yang Hao's delicate ruddy face quickly turned extremely pale, and the pain caused his face to tremble constantly, and even his facial features began to distort and deform.

But even so, the dilemma was not over, the chaotic light whistle missed, and after a few circles in the air, it turned the muzzle of the gun and shot again.

The green tendons kept beating like earthworms, their teeth were clenched, a strong wind blew outside the body, and the blue thunder and lightning rose to form a silver electric snake the thickness of a thumb, intertwined with each other, as if weaving a futon, and the three-foot-thick thunder wall stood dead in front of Yang Hao.

The "Waterfall" chaotic light roared headlong into the thunder wall composed of thunder snakes with a gray mist-like color, and the huge force instantly stretched the thunder wall in a dangerous arc.

Above the mist, a little water vapor was contaminated on the thunder wall, and the sneering sound was incessant, and bursts of choking smoke rose, and the thunder and lightning wall was half corroded in just a few seconds.

The Razer wall that Yang Hao unleashed with all his strength could only be regarded as resisting for a moment, and it was broken through by the air roar, and the chaotic-colored pillar of light was about to completely swallow Yang Hao in an instant.

"Eight Spirit Mirrors!" Boss Bai's somewhat illusory figure floated out with a loud shout, and the eight-sided regular diamond-shaped mirror formed by the power of divine consciousness wrapped Yang Hao in it.

An extremely dazzling light flickered, and then an overwhelming wave of explosive air rose up, and just the wave of air directly exploded a scorched earth of more than ten zhang on the ground.

After glancing at the empty scorched earth with huge eyes, he roared again in anger and spread his wings and flew in the direction of the nest with a whirlwind.

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At sunset, several orange sunsets faded from the skyline, and on a wide official road in the adjacent Qiyun Mountain Range, a convoy of seven or eight carriages slowly approached.

The first person rode a high-headed horse, with an open chest and an open back, a bearded face, and then there were more than a dozen men in strong suits holding long knives and broadswords standing near the carriage somewhat casually.

However, near the last two carriages, there were eight men in black with the same color tattooed on the cuffs.

Their steps were in unison, their breath was long, their expressions were serious, and their eyes were constantly on alert.

Obviously, this is not a group of people, and compared to the group of people with a loose attitude in front of them, this group of men in black is undoubtedly more reliable.

Judging by their position, it is likely that they are guards of specially trained large families.

After glancing at the sky, the long-bearded man turned his head and said aloud to a middle-aged man in black with a Chinese face.

"Brother Fang Tian, it's not early today, or I'll set up camp here!"

"Okay! After looking around and making sure that there was no threat, he beckoned his men to start working.

At the moment when the man surnamed Fang turned around, the long bearded sweat swept his gaze over the two carriages in the last position in the back, and the greedy look in his eyes flashed.

Arrange guardrails, light bonfires, and install all kinds of open and secret whistles, under Fang Tian's command, they were quickly completed one by one, but no matter what the seven black-clothed men under his command did, more than three of them were standing in front of the carriage, not moving an inch.

"Ahh

"It's Xiao Qi's voice!" said the two black-clothed men behind him in some astonishment.

"Huh?" Fang Tian frowned when he heard this, and his heart was a little uneasy, in the past two days, there seemed to be something abnormal in the Qiyun Mountain Range, and many low-level demonic beasts rushed out as if they had gone crazy.

Although the level is not high, it is quite tricky to solve it when something like Warcraft is crazy, and there are three waves of Warcraft raids this afternoon alone, and one of them is actually a second-order flying leopard.

The people under Yang Lin's hands were greedy for life and afraid of death, and they shrank their heads and brains when they fought, if it weren't for the two of his subordinates desperately stopping the Flying Leopard, this group of people with such a heavy convoy might not be able to escape.

Listening to Fang Qi's voice constantly reverberating, Fang Tian was a little anxious again, and after a few serious words of explanation to the few people behind him, he rushed in with a swish with a stainless steel long sword.

In the depths of the woods, Fang Tian looked at a young man with a slightly immature face who was almost lying on the ground, and said unhappily.

"Fang Qi! You are the iron guard of the Fang family of my Iron Soldier City! When will you shout and scream, what kind of system will you become!"

"Dead people, dead people, dead people!" Fang Qi was a little trembling, pointing to the half-human-tall vines and weeds in front of him, sliding up and down the Adam's apple and saying in a panic.

"Huh?" Fang Tian glanced in the direction he was pointing, used his long sword to remove the weeds, leaned forward, his eyes kept patrolling, and suddenly looked at a certain place on the ground, where a young man covered in blood appeared in his pupils.

This person is only fifteen or sixteen years old, there is a piece of flesh on his shoulder that has been torn open, and there are dozens of large and small wounds on his body that are still bleeding, and he can vaguely see that it is a rather delicate face, this person is Yang Hao, who escaped from the hands of the three griffins.