"What!"

Hearing this sentence, the little girl was so scared that her face turned pale. The next moment, she saw a huge beast suddenly emerge from the sea of ​​clouds behind the boxing slave, like a dragon and a python, with feet on her head and four claws, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, chasing them like a river and sea.

"Just run!"

The boxing slave looked frightened, and it was obvious that with his strength, he could not resist the dragon frenzy for how long.

The little girl's face turned pale, and her legs became weak for a moment. She didn't know what to do. She forgot to escape and stood there stupidly, which made the boxing slave very anxious.

Others don’t know that he has a personal feeling of the strength of the wild beast behind him. In the battle in the deep pool just now, although he is a monk with a reputation for his physical strength, when facing the dragon anaconda in his heyday, to put it nicely, it’s a downward situation. To put it nicely, it’s a one-sided hammer.

During the battle, the boxing slave was surprised to find that this dragon anaconda was not just a sudden enlightenment, but also a wild beast in the upper realm of eternal life. The upper realm is one stage higher than him and can already be compared with the God of Heaven.

In the entire Taolin, only the ancestors are absolutely sure to kill him. As a small slave, he is also a sword slave or a stick slave, the winner will be just a 50% chance.

Such a fierce and dangerous wild beast is really kicked on the iron plate. It doesn’t matter if he dies. The little master is still here. If the little master has any problems, how can he explain to his ancestors?

Just when the boxer was extremely anxious, suddenly, a figure rushed out, and it was the young man who had appeared near the deep pool early in the morning.

This scene suddenly made the boxing slave stunned, but then he could only sigh helplessly and speed up the speed to rush towards the little girl.

He, a cultivator in the middle realm of immortality, had no choice but to use the dragon frog. What could a mere state of Zhaoshen’s first realm? He could not even block the other party for half a breath. He was afraid that the dragon frog would be completely wiped out after a breath of a dragon frog.

Wei Yuan and the boxing slave passed by mistake. The boxing slave was slightly shocked and looked at Wei Yuan with some surprise.

The latter did not look at him, but the firmness in his eyes was so obvious. From this look, the boxer did not see the tragic tragedy of looking at death, nor did he see the courage to fight hard. It was only as deep as ink, as if everything was in control, and everything was penetrated by him at a glance.

The speed was extremely fast. After a mistake, the boxing slave no longer paid attention to the flash of surprise at Wei Yuan in his mind. He quickly appeared beside the little girl, picked him up and turned around and fled.

But at the same time, Wei Yuan, who was rushing towards the dragon horn, suddenly shouted loudly, "The evil beast will die!"

This loud roar was not to mention a boxing slave, even the dragon anaconda was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter, his speed still remained slow, and rushed towards him, "The little human ants dare to shout with me, okay, the Japanese king is going to start a big killing now!"

Hearing this, Wei Yuan's body hovered over the sky, his mouth slightly curled up, and he turned his hand to take out something, which was the sundial that Meng Zhenshu had given him! In front of time, everyone is equal. So what if you are in the upper realm of eternal life, as long as you fail to break through the realm above eternal life and surpass the realm above time, even if you are at the peak of eternal life, you still can't stop the sharp sword of time.

Although Wei Yuan took out the sundial, he did not intend to use it immediately. After all, although this sundial can be still for a while, it only has three breaths. After three breaths, with the strength of this dragon horn, it will not take much time to catch up with him, so Wei Yuan must try his best to hold this beast back.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, and the light in his eyes flashed and the sword intent of Wuhen slashed out quietly.

The wild beast is a wild beast, which is essentially different from the human race. While having a strong flesh and blood body, their soul power is much weaker than that of the human race. Moreover, Wei Yuan had swallowed a soul-raising pill before, and now his sword intent has already entered the hall, and his power is incomparable.

With a sword, the dragon frog only felt a roar in his mind, and his mind was blank. The body rushing forward to chase him also paused in an instant. Without the support of the power of Taoism, he actually fell straight towards the mountains below.

"What!"

This scene instantly shocked the boxing slave who turned around. The dragon snare was killed by such a small Zhaoshenchu ​​realm. Has his cultivation level of the eternal realm been cultivated to the dog?

"puff!"

While the boxing slave was still in a frightened face, Wei Yuan could not help but spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Even though the sword intent of Wuhen is no longer different from the past, the other party is still a wild beast in the realm of immortality. The gap between the two is too big. Even if the power of the dragon fence is not strong, it is still compared to the human cultivator of the same realm. How could he be a small person in the realm of the gods kill him at any time.

Not to mention killing, it may not be possible to even hurt this dragon frog. At most, Wei Yuan could only use the intent of Wuhen’s sword to knock the opponent out for a few breaths. When the dragon frog comes back to his senses, even Wei Yuan will find it difficult to escape.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan threw the sundial in his hand towards the dragon horn with his internal injuries, turned around and shouted at the boxing slave without any delay, "Take us away while now!"

The boxing slave also came to his senses in an instant and no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, the power of Taoism rolled up Wei Yuan, turned around and galloped towards the far sky without any negligence.

"That dragon horn died?"

While flying, the boxing slave asked curiously.

Wei Yuan spitted out blood from his mouth, and then he smiled bitterly, "You look down on me too much. I can only hold him back for ten breaths at most. After ten breaths, he will wake up again."

As he said that, Wei Yuan took a deep breath, looked at the sky behind him nervously, and continued, "It depends on how far you can escape in these ten breaths!"

Hearing this, the boxing slave was shocked. Ten breaths of time were already a lot, especially Wei Yuan was just a mere monk in the Zhaoshenchu ​​realm. He could actually hold on to the ten breaths of time of eternal life at the upper level. This was simply horrifying.

But no matter how surprised he was, the speed of the boxer did not dare to be negligent at all. He flashed like a meteor in the sky, and it disappeared for more than ten miles in an instant.

At the same time, the dragon frenzy that was fainted by Wei Yuan's sword intent finally came back to his senses after three breaths, shook his head, and felt a burst of stinging pain from the soul sea, and he was immediately angry, "Damn human monks, I want to tear you into pieces!"
Chapter completed!