As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Fang Han ignored Niu Wuli, who was defeated by the villain. Instead, after Lin Chengyu and the others boarded the Zhuyunzhou, he hit the seal in his hand and landed on the center of the Zhuyunzhou formation.

With just a whistling sound, the Zhuyun Boat turned into a long white dragon, shooting towards the direction of Shiwan Mountain like a sharp arrow.

On the outskirts of Shiwanda Mountain, four Qi Refining monks were running for their lives. It seemed that something huge and terrifying was chasing them behind them.

"Hoohoho!"

At this moment, a monster roar came from behind the four of them.

A few hundred meters away from them, they saw a snow-white Qing Yuan wolf demon approaching the four of them like lightning.

The aura exuding from the Qingyuan Wolf Demon has clearly reached the second level, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of the human race in the early stage of foundation building.

"Sister Wanxue Clan, it seems that we are going to bury the beast's mouth today." Among the four running people, a young man in a gray robe with six layers of Qi Refining showed a wry smile on his face.

Seeing that the pretty face next to her was so frightened that she turned pale, the female cultivator named Wan Xue said in despair.

Suddenly, a fierce light flashed in the eyes of an old man dressed in linen with seven layers of Qi refining:

"Wan Feiyu, if you hadn't invited me to come to the Ten Thousand Monster Mountains to hunt monsters, why would I be like this?

Now go and eat the beast with your body and give us a chance to escape! "

The old man in sackcloth sneered in his heart, and then without any warning, he slapped Wan Feiyu in the back of the unprepared heart.

"Pfft!"

Wan Feiyu was slapped to the ground by the green-bearded old man. Blood was still flowing from his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Old man with green beard, you...ah!"

Wan Feiyu's eyes were filled with anger, and he directly cursed at the green-bearded old man.

But before he could finish cursing, the white-haired Qingyuan Wolf caught up with him, raised his front paws, and smashed it into a ball of meat, which was immediately swallowed into its belly with its bloody mouth.

Seeing this scene, Wan Xue and another Xuanyi monk looked at the green-bearded old man with anger in their eyes.

If it weren't for a second-level Qing Yuan wolf following behind, he might have been fighting with the green-bearded old man long ago.

"You two fellow Taoists, please don't look at me like this. If I hadn't done this, the three of us would have been eaten by the Qing Yuan wolf behind us."

The green-bearded old man let out a strange laugh, and faced the cannibalistic looks of Wan Xue and the others without any fear at all.

Hearing what the old man with green beard said, Wan Xue and the other two became silent. As he said, if they hadn't left one person behind to attract the attention of Qing Yuan Wolf, the three of them would indeed not have been able to escape.

Thinking of this, the expressions on the faces of Wan Xue and the two men gradually returned to calm, as if they acquiesced to the green-bearded old man's approach.

With Wan Feiyu attracting Qing Yuan Lang's attention, Qing Xulao and his party quickly put some distance between themselves and Qing Yuan Wolf.

"Hoohoo!"

"Finally, we are leaving the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range!" Seeing that he was about to run out of the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range, Brother Xuanyi had a smile on his face that meant he would survive the disaster. The green-bearded old man and Wan Xue also had smiles on their faces like the former.

"Roar!"

Before the three of them could be happy for too long, a sarcastic wolf roar appeared behind them.

Accompanied by a fishy wind, the green-bearded old man's expression changed: "No, Qingyuan Wolf is catching up again!"

"Puff, ah!"

As soon as the green-bearded old man finished speaking, the young man in black clothes who was one foot away from him was bitten off by the burly Qing Yuan Wolf who jumped three feet away.

thump!

Blood gushed out from the neck of the young man in black clothes, and his headless body was knocked to the ground after just a few shakes.

His headless body fell to the ground on all fours and was still twitching unconsciously, looking extremely visceral.

"Woooooo!"

"I don't want to die!"

Wan Xue was so frightened by this scene that she collapsed to the ground, followed by a pool of fishy and unknown liquid flowing out of her lower body.

The green-bearded old man's expression was extremely ugly. He seemed to know that he was in danger. He closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he was waiting to die.

The Qingyuan Wolf did not eat the dead young man in Xuanyi first. Instead, it looked at the old man with green beard and Wan Xue with its scarlet pupils as big as light bulbs.

At this time, a white shock flashed across the sky, and soon two people and one wolf were approaching.

Seemingly aware of the danger, Qing Yuan Wolf gave up the idea of ​​going forward and devouring the two old men with green beards.

"Roar!"

It roared loudly and immediately stepped back more than ten feet away, staring closely at the white spirit boat that landed here with a pair of blood-colored wolf eyes.

"Shhhhhh!"

Five figures jumped down from the spirit boat and landed in front of the two green-bearded old men.

These five figures are none other than Fang Han, Lin Chengyu and others who came to the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain Range.

Hearing the commotion, the green-bearded old man opened his withered old eyes, and was slightly startled when he saw five monks and gods suddenly appearing in front of him.

When he discovered that the handsome young man in charge had powerful spiritual energy fluctuations that belonged to the Foundation Establishment stage, his wrinkled and thin old face revealed a look of surprise.

"Young man, Qingxu, pays homage to Senior Foundation Architect!"

As if the green-bearded old man had found a savior, Han greeted him head-on.

Wan Xue, who had regained consciousness at this time, quickly crawled towards Fang Han. She even stretched out her muddy palms to grab the corner of Fang Han's clothes.

Fang Han frowned when he saw this: "Get out!"

As the spiritual power in his body vibrated, Wan Xue, who was about to grab the corner of his clothes, was directly blown away five or six feet by the wave of spiritual power.

Fang Han ignored Wan Xue and the green-bearded old man, and saw a flash of inspiration in his hand, and a long bow, a spiritual weapon shining with silver-white light, appeared.

This object is the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Storm Feather Soul Chasing Bow. The air around it condensed as soon as it appeared.

With a slight thought, Fang Han used his spiritual consciousness to condense the bowstring of Baoyu Soul-Chasing Bow. As soon as he put his hand on the silver-white bow, a three-foot-long demonic arrow condensed at the bowstring.

The silver bow was filled with milky white light and looked mysterious. As Fang Han exerted force on his arm, he soon pulled the Baoyu Soul-Chasing Bow into the shape of a full moon.

"blow!"

As Fang Han loosened his fingers, the demonic arrows seemed to turn into a boundless rain of arrows and shoot toward the Qing Yuan Wolf in the distance.

"Stab!"

Without any surprise, the second-level Qing Yuan wolf, which was equivalent to a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, was pierced through the huge wolf head by Fang Han's arrow, and the demonic arrow left a blood hole the size of an egg on its eyebrows.

"Ow!"

The Qingyuan Wolf only had time to let out a cry before its fat wolf body fell heavily to the ground. Its widened blood-colored pupils revealed the fear of death.

"Sir Fang is worthy of being an envoy of the Sect. This second-order Qing Yuan wolf is no different from a wolf cub in front of you."

Lin Chengyu saw that Fang Han killed the second-level Qing Yuan wolf with just one arrow. A flattering look appeared on his face and he stepped forward to compliment Fang Han.

"With Fang Shang's magic at hand, why worry about not being able to deal with the rampant second-level monsters outside the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range?"

"Yes, yes! Your Majesty has great magical powers, and these monsters are nothing in front of you."

After Xu Tongguan and Qi Lihai had reacted, they secretly cursed Lin Chengyu for being cunning, and immediately stepped forward to flatter Fang Han with a flattering smile, as if they were afraid of being a step behind others.