Angry voice spread from the air with a huge murderous intent. The Nascent Soul Pressure, driven by anger, made their voices roar like thunder, shaking the airflow in the air fluctuate.

Duan Ye was pulled and running. When he turned around, he saw that the flame lion was still igniting fire everywhere. He quickly shouted: "Fire lion, run!"

Two Nascent Soul monks, one went to chase the flame lion, and the other went to chase Duan Ye and Ning Lang. Therefore, when he heard Duan Ye's shouting, he snorted coldly: "Take care of yourself! Don't worry, if you die, your contract beast will follow you!"

Seeing that the Nascent Soul Cultivator was getting faster and faster, as if he was about to reach behind them in the blink of an eye, Duan Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Ninglang, let me go, I will fight with this old witch!"

"What are you fighting for? That old witch is an old monster in the Nascent Soul. You and I are just foundation-building monks. The ten you and I are not the opponents of that old witch. Run away, don't talk too much."

Ning Lang was not slow to run. He was sweating while running. Because of his nervousness and courage, he did not dare to relax and slow down. He pulled Duan Ye to chase after the old witch behind him.

He looked back and said breathlessly: "Fortunately, I didn't learn anything else, so I learned the ability to escape. Duan Ye, you have to thank me, otherwise you would have been caught by the old witch. When you return to your house, you must remember to send some thank-you gifts to my house. It's best if it's valuable. If it doesn't work, gold coins are fine, and it's not in vain. I'll take such great effort to pull you away. Huh, I'm so tired..."

Duan Ye also realized that his escape speed was not slow at all, just like oil under his feet. He pulled him to run at a speed that was no slower than him. However, it was not a solution to continue like this.

"The old witch is about to catch up. Ning Lang, please let me go, otherwise both of you will die."

"What to put? Am I such a loyal person?" He turned around and cursed, but when he saw the old witch who was five meters away, he was so scared that he exclaimed: "Ah! The old witch is catching up with him!"

"You fat man! Shut up!"

Listening to the two of them running and talking in front, and calling her an old witch, the evil cultivator of the Nascent Soul blushed with anger and a body of resentment overflowed. Seeing that the two were right in front, a powerful airflow condensed in his palms and suddenly attacked forward.<>

"Shut up forever!"

The two of them turned around and were shocked. They wanted to avoid it but used the inertia of running forward. They couldn't stop turning the direction for a while. Seeing the powerful air current attack, they knew they could not escape. They felt their hearts sinking, gritting their teeth and thinking to block the attack.

However, at this moment, a deafening roar came. When the two saw it, they had only time to see a white figure suddenly knocking them out. Because the air flowed out of the two of them rolled out nearly ten meters on the ground, they quickly stood up, and they saw that the figure that knocked them away was Feng Jiu's swallowing cloud.

"Ao!"

The majestic Tunyun was now regaining her original majestic body. The pressure and momentum of the divine beast were fully revealed as the body recovered. It was tall, like a tiger and a lion, standing in front of Duan Ye and Ning Lang with a mighty aura to protect the two.

"Swallow the cloud!"
Chapter completed!