Yang Muyu still couldn't bear to let go of the two stone mushrooms, so he immediately hurriedly picked the other two flowers and stuffed them into his arms. At the same time, he quickly ran towards the source of the sound.

While running, Yang Muyu made another shocking discovery. He had learned some breathing methods, and his body was much better than ordinary people, but now he found that his running speed was much faster than usual. He often jumped and could be seven or eight feet away, and traveled horizontally and horizontally. Many things that could not be done in normal times are now very relaxed.

Yang Muyu didn't know that the weirdo's spiritual power was finally absorbed by him in the end, but the breathing method he practiced was really weird and could not store spiritual power and disperse it all. The consequence was that on the surface he seemed to be still an ordinary person who had never practiced spiritual power, but all the spiritual power was stored in the meridians of his body, and it was naturally reflected with his movements.

The violent vibrations above the head were still coming frequently, like a muffled thunder. The consequence was that several landslides appeared in the cave, and he almost buried him alive. Fortunately, Yang Muyu was agile and did not avoid it. Instead, he ran towards the source of the sound.

Suddenly, Yang Muyu's eyes lit up. He actually ran out of the tortuous cave in panic for no reason. His eyes were in the dark for a long time and he could not adapt to it for a while. The strong sunlight made him instinctively close his eyes. The thunderous sound in his ears came again, with the roar of a beast, and the angry scolding that seemed to be humans...

"Hey, go away..." Yang Muyu suddenly heard a crisp voice and shouted anxiously.

"Does go..." Yang Muyu opened his eyes instinctively, and when he saw it, he couldn't help but lose his soul. What is that? A monster similar to a big bull but seven or eight times bigger than a bull. His whole body was red, covered in scales, and had two golden horns on his head. He rushed towards him quickly...

"Ah..." Yang Muyu screamed in fear, turned around suddenly, ran away.

But he forgot that he was standing in front of the cave. Now that he turned around, he accidentally hit the mountain wall next to him. He immediately hit a big bag in his head. His eyes were so painful that he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "It's really unlucky for the passing years... It's unlucky!"

In just a moment, the huge creature behind him rushed over with a thunderous momentum. Yang Muyu had no place to dodge. Behind him, there seemed to be a woman's scream, but he had no time to look around. When people were in crisis, they would always stimulate their potential. They immediately gritted their teeth and jumped up instinctively. Unexpectedly, their body was actually lifted up by about three feet lightly after jumping.

Yang Muyu was in mid-air, and was already like the giant. Seeing that it was wearing big red eyes and two long fangs on the corner of his mouth, he was shocked and fell down involuntarily. He was so scared that he danced with his hands.

The fiery red monster was the thousand-year-old fire unicorn in the strong mountain. It was just chased by a group of martial artists. Now it was in a fierce state. It opened its mouth and bit Yang Muyu.

Yang Muyu was shocked and felt a hot breath coming from Huo Qilin's mouth, which almost made him faint on the spot. He immediately forgot that he was in mid-air and twisted his waist desperately. He was moving about a foot away from the air. He was in a hurry and grabbed the corner of Huo Qilin's head with one hand, immediately grabbed it and never dared to let go again.

"Ah..." Lu Jinghong witnessed this thrilling scene, raised the long sword in his hand, and a sharp green sword light slashed at the back of the Fire Qilin.

"Senior sister, don't be reckless, look at that young man?" Huang Lanyu grabbed her hand and said.

It turned out that Lu Jinghong and Huang Lanyu were both several fourth-grade masters under the Tianyi Sect. This time, they followed their senior brother Hu Zhengming to Qianghui Mountain to find the legendary Fire Kirin. They found nothing for several days. Fortunately, they had detailed information and finally found the thousand-year Fire Kirin deep in Qianghui Mountain. However, this Fire Kirin has been practicing in the mountains for many years and has become a climate, but it is not easy to provoke.

Although Lu Jinghong and Huang Lanyu are both rare fourth-grade masters, and in the eyes of ordinary people, Hu Zhengming is even more a fifth-grade master, but when they meet the fierce ancient beast Fire Qilin, they fight for five consecutive days, the Fire Qilin is already heavily injured, but they are not able to take down the Fire Qilin.

But as such, he drove the Fire Kirin out of the deep mountains and into a valley here. Seeing that the Fire Kirin had no way to escape, he never expected that a ragged, fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy appeared magically in this valley that was usually deserted.

"Roar..." Huo Qilin let out a shocking roar, and the nearby birds and beasts fled one after another.

Yang Muyu grabbed the horn of the Fire Qilin desperately, how could he let go? He was busy, but he couldn't help looking back and was stunned again - the woman in white, wasn't the fairy Piaomiao he saw when he fell into the valley? Now under the sun, the distance was close, the fairy in white was graceful and elegant, holding a long sword with a flashing cold light, and the green sword energy was flickering, even more like a fairy.

But beside her, there was a young man wearing a royal blue robe. The two seemed to be intimate. The young man was blessed with a majestic weapon and stood with the fairy in white. It was very compatible. But for some reason, Yang Muyu felt a little sour in his heart, and even a little astringent.

But he was hung on the body of the Fire Kirin. The Fire Kirin was chased by these three people these days. Although he was relying on his thick skin and thick flesh, his whole body was covered with thick scales and was not afraid of the sword in their hands, he was also angry. Now he was grabbed by the horn of the Qilin and hung it on his body. He was even more angry. With a loud roar, he actually hit the mountain wall next to him.

Yang Muyu was shocked and turned over desperately, sitting on the back of the Fire Qilin.

With a loud "bang", there were gravels everywhere, but the hard mountain wall was hit by a big hole. Yang Muyu was shocked and his blood was rolling. His eyes turned black and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Chapter completed!