Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Ren Yi looked back at the people with flaming eyes, feeling very satisfied.

She waved to Baichuan Menghu in the distance, turned around and ran deep into the forest.

In the dense forest, the two servants Xi Yunling sent to follow Random were full of questions.

"They are hunting this human, why are they calling out our deputy commander's name?"

"Hey, is there any need to say that? Of course our deputy commander is also very prestigious among the demons!"

"Makes sense."

After chasing for a while, they found that Ren Yi was running deeper and deeper, so they had to give up in disappointment.

There are too many high-level monsters in the depths of the forest. Even if they go in, they will just become lunch.

When Baichuan Menghu caught up with Ren Yi, he saw Ren Yi gasping for breath and coughing violently while holding onto a tree trunk.

Although the little master is weak, his steps are really strange and he can run so fast.

It is impossible to fly a sword or use flying instruments in the forest of Sanjie Mountain, so except for the group of birds in the sky, everyone ran on two legs.

The more I run, the more tired I get, and the more tired I get, the angrier I get.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, Xi Yunling wants to use Alan to forget Su Liwei?" Ren Yi stroked his hair, "Put some effort on it, and he'll ruin everything."

Running continuously was exhausting even though she used the steps she created in her previous life.

With every breath she took, she could hear her lungs humming like a broken bellows.

The messenger of heaven is simply inhuman. Not only did he seal her cultivation, he also gave her such a sickly body!

Baichuan Menghu helped Ren Yi sit down, "The prince's family is loyal to the Demon King. If you can get their approval, you will be like a wolf or a tiger!"

Ren Yi: “It’s like adding wings to a tiger…”

Baichuan Menghu: "Isn't that the same thing?"

Ren Yi walked silently to Baichuan Menghu, grabbed his thick shoulders with one hand and shook him.

"Where is the aloof Demon Lord from the beginning? Give him back to me, you idiot!"

Baichuan Menghu was shaken by her until he saw stars, "Little, little master, I'm going to vomit..."

Any: “…………”

The two walked for a long time along the half-man-high bushes in the forest, but they didn't see any wind bats, or even any flying monsters.

Just close your eyes and your consciousness will scan like a radar.

After a long while, the tip of her ear moved slightly, "There is movement."

Baichuan Menghu scratched his head. He, a sixth-level demon lord, didn’t sense any aura!

Ren Yi's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said, "Xun position, seventeen steps!"

Baichuan Menghu immediately threw a punch in the direction mentioned by Ren Yi.

As the fist wind fell into the dark coconut grove, a blue bat was startled and flew to the opposite side like lightning.

It was so fast that it was barely even a shadow in our eyes.

"Qian position, twenty-five steps!"

Baichuan Menghu turned around, his fist emitting a light blue light, and punched out again.

Only after the fight did he realize that his punch was aimed at the back of the Wind Spirit Bat.

Baichuan Menghu was just feeling pity when he heard a muffled bang.

"Squeak!"

The blue bat screamed and fell to the ground, twitching weakly.

Baichuan Menghu's eyes lit up. The punch just now actually hit the target!

The wind bat is difficult to catch because it is too fast. By the time the cultivator sees it and attacks again, it is already too late.

However, the Wind Spirit Bat likes to live near high-level monsters, so it is impossible to catch it using large-scale energy or magic.

"Young Master, you can actually predict his flight path?!"

Ren Yi smiled. In her eyes, the speed of the bat was no different from walking slowly.

"Huh? You actually caught the Wind Spirit Bat?"

A man in black jumped down from the tree and his eyes fell on the wind spirit bat whose wings were caught by Baichuan Menghu and which was screaming continuously.

He looked to be in his twenties, with a feminine and handsome face, but also a hint of hostility.

Baichuan Menghu's face was full of alert. With his cultivation level of the sixth level, he actually didn't notice the man's existence from beginning to end.

This man's cultivation is probably higher than his.

"Name your price. I'll buy it."

The man casually tossed the storage bag in his hand. It was embroidered with magic arrays and patterns, and it turned out to be a high-grade magic weapon.

Any: “I won’t sell it no matter how much money you pay.”

The man looked at her with interest, "Oh, why?"

There was a smile on Ren Yi's face, but his words were extremely sharp.

"You are just a clone, you are not worthy to talk to me."

The man's pupils suddenly contracted and he raised his head to look at Ren Yi carefully.

"In this world, there are no more than three people who can see my clones. You are the fourth one."

The man's deep voice was mixed with a hint of anger, "No matter who you are, I will not let you take the Wind Spirit Bat back."

The violent spiritual pressure was released instantly, and the surrounding space was distorted in an instant.

Baichuan Menghu stood in front of Ren Yi with full alert. The man in front of him had unfathomable cultivation level, and he was not sure of winning.

Although the young master's strange power is powerful, it has extremely serious side effects.

Last time, he broke an arm. Who knows what will be broken if he attacks again?

He must protect the little master!

The man tilted his head and sneered.

"Sixth level Demon Lord? I never thought that a cripple like you could actually hire a Demon Lord as your bodyguard."

"But it's useless. My clone is at the peak of the sixth level. You..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw someone pick up a stone and throw it at him.

The man did not avoid or dodge, his face was indifferent, as if he was extremely disdainful of the small stone.

The stone did not hit the man, but hit the crown of a tree next to him.

The man sneered, saying that not only did the stone not cause any harm, it also went astray.

But the next moment, only a clear bird song was heard.

A fat yellow bird swooped down from the tree and headed straight for the man under the tree.

There was a fist-sized bump on the big bird's head, and its big round eyes were full of anger.

The man dodged its sharp beak carelessly and was about to turn around to distance himself from it, but when he turned his head, the big bird pecked at him again.

Ren Yi pulled Baichuan Menghu and hid aside.

"My young master, this bird thinks he's the one who hits it on the head, but I'm afraid this fat bird doesn't stand a chance of winning."

"Have you ever heard this?" A hint of amusement flashed in Ren Yi's eyes, "People who can fatten themselves up in the wild are not to be messed with."

In front, no matter how the man dodged, the fat bird would approach again in an instant.

Its speed was as fast as lightning. Even though the man had reached the sixth level of cultivation, he was still a little behind in terms of speed alone.

And every time the man mobilized his magic energy and wanted to beat it hard, the fat bird that deserved a beating would fly away quickly.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the man raised his hand and released his servant beast, the wolf.

"go with!"

The people of the demon clan are good at controlling monsters, and powerful monsters will speed up their practice.

This gray wolf is a third-level ice-type monster.

The wolf roared and rushed towards the fat bird. The fat bird looked at him with disdain, pressed a claw on the wolf's face and stepped on him hard.

The slender beak aimed at the wolf's head and pecked at it.

The long beak was like a sharp sword, instantly splitting the hard skull.

Under the man's shocked gaze, the fat bird greedily sucked up the wolf's brains.

After eating, he kicked the wolf's body away with his slender claws and shook off his fluffy fur.

The man looked at the fat bird that was nearly three meters in front of him, his face darkened, "Brain-eating bird? Fierce bird?"

The evil bird is a seventh-level wind-type monster that likes to eat brains and is extremely ferocious.

The one in front of him was still in its infancy and its aura was not strong, so the man didn't pay much attention to it.

But even in its infancy, it is a powerful seventh-level monster!

After all, the power of the clone is far inferior to that of the original body, and the man doesn't want to waste time on a meaningless fight.

He crushed a talisman in his palm, and his body instantly became transparent, blending into the environment.

Baichuan Menghu, hiding in the bushes, clenched his fists.

"My young master, he is so cunning that he actually turned invisible... Hey? My young master, why are you picking up stones again?"