Just at this moment, a scream came from the tree hole behind her. However, the confused deer was online, and then she saw a darkness and the entrance of the hole was blocked. She immediately pushed away the fallen leaves that blocked the entrance of the hole and ran out in panic.

In front of the tree cave, Le Dongliu held a sword in one hand and looked at the ground with a serious expression. Seeing this young man who was not tall, Xiaolu's heart immediately calmed down, patted her chest and said, "I'm scared to death... Master Ge Ge, you've grown taller again. Congratulations, I'm bringing the red envelope." Her hands pretended to be unconventional. She said to herself: It turns out that growing taller in the world of "Immortal Wilderness" makes Xiaolu a little unwilling to practice and temper her body. It's better to concentrate on cultivating the soul. She always looks like a Tianshan boy, acting cute and naughty. How great is it.

She just casually said she wanted a red envelope, but who would have thought that Le Dongliu would really throw a "red envelope" over - Black Flame Sword.

"This sword is not long enough, you can use it first. Just go to the next city to find a blacksmith to repair it." Le Dongliu threw the sword to her, turned around and summoned the wilderness and horse, holding the reins and preparing to find a place of dry grass, and feed the "porter" first.

Xiaolu widened her eyes and couldn't let go of her love and touched the gorgeous sword body of the Black Flame Sword. She would not refuse. Although the male master of the poisonous tongue did not recognize her as his apprentice, Xiaolu had called "Master Ge Ge" for a long time, how could she not get any benefits?

Although the mountains were covered with heavy snow, the ground was covered with dry thatch, and the wilderness and horses quickly filled their stomachs. The two were preparing to take a detour and go back to find out how to go on the tribe before continuing on the road. The horses stomped on the snow and galloped like lightning, driving from the remote path. Not long after, suddenly, a cold and lofty aura enveloped the two people galloping in the wilderness. The deer behind the horse shivered, and immediately grabbed Le Dong Liu's clothes and tightened a little. This situation was obvious. They were surrounded. Although the deer was young, his IQ was not low, so he could naturally feel an abnormality.

But before she could ask Le Dongliu, she saw dozens of black figures like ink pounced down in the sky.

"Wow, what is this? Can it fly?" Xiaolu pointed at the sky in surprise.

The black shadows were blurred, like a pool of black fog piled on their faces, their blurry mouths opened, and their faces were unstable, as if a gust of wind could blow them into shape. But they were always gathered together and made a silent roar. As soon as the deer saw it, her body shivered, and an inexplicable chill rose from her heart. Her curious thoughts immediately converged and entered a state of combat like a conditioned reflex.

The two of them suddenly burst into laughter, as if the group of hungry people were excited after seeing the food. Surrounded by gloomy souls, in an instant, this place seemed to have become a ghost domain.

"The essence of the dead soul, a great replenishment!"

Le Dongliu shouted coldly, turned the reins vigorously, and rushed out quickly. At the same time, the Xuan Iron Heavy Sword Xu held three meters away, and the heavy sword body danced instantly. Hundreds of pounds of force carried the gravity of the spiritual consciousness, which buzzed and drove the whistling gale everywhere. The deer also used the fire control technique, and used the spiritual power to control the Yuan power to gather the five elements of the heaven and earth fire, condensed into flames and surrounded the body of the wilderness and horse three meters away.

The heavy sword has no edge and no tricks. The dancing wind stirs up a cloud of fire, making it a gorgeous curtain, wrapping the two of Le Dongliu into it. Dozens of souls pounced down and rushed straight into the fire cloud of sword curtain, but was shattered by the sword curtain, and then the flames immediately turned into a thick red fog burning with teeth and claws.

It was indeed a great tonic, but it only shattered a few heads, and the essence value immediately increased by more than a hundred points.

However, the great tonic thing is not so easy to deal with. As soon as a group was broken, more souls immediately rushed down and submerged them instantly. The sword in Le Dongliu's hand danced wildly, and the strong wind drove the fire clouds to sweep thousands of snow in all directions, and snowflakes seemed to float around his body.

In this moment, he could no longer tell how many souls were rushing towards him, nor how many souls were dispersed under his sword in the moment. His eyes were full of gray, and his ears were filled with crazy strange smiles.

The sword light loomed in the darkness, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

These are enslaved soul spirits, and they are trained to defend the enemy with evil skills. Fortunately, the concentration of these soul spirit spirits is not high, and the enemy's evil skills have not been achieved. Otherwise, what will come out will not be a black shadow like ink, but a ghost soldier with armor, swords and axes. Now Le Dongliu is probably dead N times.

However, there is still a glimmer of hope now, but I feel like I have been submerged in the tide of death.

These spirits of dead souls seem to be tangible and invisible. Each time they pierce a black shadow of ink and wash, it is like something wrapping around the sword body, and then ignited by the deer's heaven and earth fire energy, like a ball of gasoline, which burns when it encounters fire.

It was like this sword, which was originally a water-absorbing sponge, absorbing the evil spirits of the dead souls. Le Dongliu suddenly felt that the Xuan Iron Sword was getting heavier and heavier, and the soul power in his body was consumed twice as much, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Woooo, my mind is almost exhausted." The little deer, who was trying hard to support the fire curtain behind her, suddenly whimpered, and her mouth sagged, and she was ready to die.

Le Dongliu's heart sank, and he turned around and ran wildly. He felt that it was a complete mistake to turn around and fight Qiu Feng this time. He didn't get the benefits but fell into the trap. After these black shadows of the dead soul spirit dissipated, there must be a person behind the scenes who were extremely difficult to deal with. At that time, his soul power was exhausted, and the only thing waiting for him was death.

"Dispel the flames and eat the magic pill to reply." Le Dongliu shouted.

"Oh." Xiaolu quickly found the Huishen Pill in a hurry, and even stuffed one into Le Dongliu's mouth. In this way, her Huishen Pill was used up.

As time passed by, the four hooves of the wild and wild horses rolled up layers of snow and ran like lightning. However, the dark shadows around him showed no signs of being thrown away, and they could not see the surrounding situation, as if they were standing still.

Le Dongliu had a serious expression. At first, he thought in his heart that if he couldn't rush out, he would be swallowed up. After the first time he died, would he drop a heaven-level martial art. Later, he had no time to think about this, and all his mental power was used on the sword. Until finally, his originally endless spiritual consciousness turned into a gossip, and the unyielding thought drove his body and sword to rush straight outward.

From a distance, I saw a layer of black clouds surging. When I looked closely, it was not a black cloud, but the essence of the dead soul condensed together, covering the entire sky, roaring silently, as if I was about to pounce on Le Dongliu at any time.

He felt that his movements were as slow as a snail. In the eyes of others, he did not slow down much, but he was still rushing out frantically. This was a kind of madness that only those who were about to die would appear. Although his face was crazy like a demon, his mind was as calm as ice, and he was thinking quickly about all means to escape.

Then, he thought of the [Bone Jade Necklace]. Without any hesitation, the Bone Jade Collar was thrown into the air, and three huge ghost skulls appeared out of thin air, and the Sancai Ghost Formation was launched.

The entire snowy area suddenly became a sensation of ghosts and howling wolves. The black smoke surging like a forest like a prison. The continuous black shadow of ghost spirit collided with three huge ghost skulls. After a few muffled sounds, the entire black frenzy was instantly exploded, and then a horse was seen running out.

Le Dongliu also lost too much, and his pale complexion fell out of the tide of the dead souls.

"Driving~~"

He shouted loudly, hit the horse with both legs and immediately fled. He was not going to look back and see who was behind the scenes.

There were still several ink and wash shadows behind him, and Le Dongliu showed a cruel look on his face. He turned around and threw out the black iron sword, smashing all the shadows of the dead souls that were staring.

A person above the tree canopy in the distance was suddenly stunned, turned out from the darkness, looked at the direction where they disappeared, soared into the air, and rushed into the deep mountains.
Chapter completed!