Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About me winning the fight!

Although Qingxuan at the side noticed Meng Hongyi's gaze, he deliberately avoided it. He chose to let Meng Hongyi face this situation by himself...

He didn't want Meng Hongyi to rely too much on him every time he encountered something difficult to solve.

At this moment, Chang Bian had already flashed in front of Meng Hongyi, and the light feather fan in his hand turned into an iron feather fan. If you look carefully, you can find that it is covered with strange sharp barbs and blades.

If he was injured by this feather fan, even if he could save his life, he might lose a layer of skin.

Qingxuan watched helplessly that the feather fan was only half a foot away from Meng Hongyi, and his heart tightened, fearing that Chang Bian would not be able to hold back.

The sluggish Meng Hongyi subconsciously pushed out a palm. This posture seemed to use his palm to resist such a sharp feather fan. From Qingxuan's point of view, doing so...would cause serious trouble.

And Chang Bian, who realized this, was already ready to stop.

result--

Meng Hongyi seemed to have suddenly realized the kung fu, and launched dozens of palms in a row. Chang Bian's movement of closing the fan was not completely over, so he had to take advantage of the situation to make the feather fan bigger and throw it out, so as to block the powerful spiritual power coming from the attack.

It's just that the exercises Meng Hongyi mastered are really weird and evil.

Chang Bian obviously had learned the lesson from last time and made the lupine big enough, but there would still be spiritual power hitting him through the lupine.

Just a ray of spiritual power hitting the body is still painless.

But dozens of spiritual powers hit his body quickly, as if there would be a chain reaction. Chang Bian only felt sore and unbearable all over his body, and he was inexplicably unable to cheer up.

Chang Bian rubbed his shoulders with a face full of discomfort, and the moment he retracted the feather fan, several waves of spiritual power came towards him again.

The competition... shouldn't it be over?

He didn't have time to react, he could only stand passively where he was beaten.

And Qingxuan, who had the opportunity to help, was happy to see Chang Bian deflated, so he just watched the show from the side, and even prepared to show off his might and add fuel to the fire.

"Ah, my face, stop now, I'm admitting defeat." Chang Bian covered his hot face and ran around at a very fast pace.

But the aura launched by Meng Hongyi seems to have the ability to track, and he has been chasing him relentlessly, and will not stop until it hits him.

After Meng Hongyi released the full strength in his body, Chang Bian's nose was blue and his face was swollen.

And Meng Hongyi, who gradually regained consciousness, was very shocked when he saw him, and he asked cautiously: "This...couldn't it be me who hit him?"

Chang Bian glanced at Meng Hongyi with resentful little eyes, and then said aggrievedly: "The little guy is cute and cute, and he is really merciless when he moves his hands."

Meng Hongyi stuck out his tongue mischievously.

He didn't think about it either, it wasn't that he had practiced for three days and two nights, and he couldn't control it for too long, not to mention...he really entered another wonderful state just now, and he lost himself a little bit.

"I didn't know it was intentional. I couldn't control myself just now." Meng Hongyi also explained in an aggrieved tone.

"Okay, Chang Bian, don't be so hypocritical, those few spiritual energies hit you at most, but it won't hurt you at all." Qing Xuan stepped forward and patted Chang Bian on the back of the head casually.

Chang Bian snorted arrogantly, and with a movement of the feather fan, his face instantly swelled.

As expected... Just now, I deliberately gained sympathy and lied to the children!

"Someone is coming, more than one." Qingxuan suddenly looked towards the gate of the city vigilantly, then turned to look at the gate of the small world, the gap was getting wider and wider.

Chang Bian quietly walked to Meng Hongyi's side, and asked curiously, "Little friend, what kind of miraculous palm technique did you just perform? I have fought against so many people, but I have never seen such a wicked technique! "

He thought for a while, and then asked: "Could it be that Qingxuan taught you the exercises that I have cherished for thousands of years and have never been shown to others!?"

Meng Hongyi's expression at the moment is written in four big characters - you think too much!

"This palm technique was inexplicably comprehended by me, and the specifics... I'm not too clear about it."

Having said all this, Chang Bian didn't continue to delve into it further. He was indeed curious, but he didn't have to know.

After all, matters related to exercises have always been a secret that belongs exclusively to the cultivator himself. The more powerful the exercise, the more he will keep it hidden.

"Let's go in." Qing Xuan suggested.

Chang Bian frowned and asked, "The `Nan```Feng Pass in this small world hasn't been fully opened yet, so it might be dangerous to enter rashly. This matter...don't be too hasty."

Qing Xuan, who had known that Chang Bian would raise doubts, smiled confidently, "This gate is indeed not fully opened for other monks, but for me, it is enough."

An extremely powerful vortex of spiritual power condensed in the palm of Qingxuan, and he pushed this force out without hesitation. The strange thing is——the gate of the small world did not change in the slightest.

"Look at the timing, let's go straight in!"

As soon as the words fell, the gate suddenly widened by more than several times, and it was more than enough for the three of them to walk in together.

As soon as they walked in, the gate changed instantly, and the gate that was about to be completely opened shrunk several times, and it was estimated that it was enough to poke a head in.

The three finally entered the small world smoothly.

Everything was completely different from Meng Hongyi's previous imagination. The whole small world was shrouded in death, and there was nothing in sight, and the dry and cracked ground was not even a blade of grass.

After staying for a while, a dead breath rushed straight into the nasal cavity, which was really unpleasant.

"What's the smell?" Meng Hongyi asked strangely. It's really strange that there is such an unpleasant stench coming from here, even though there is nothing here!

Chang Bian was very familiar with this smell, and he explained with a smile: "Little brother, this is the smell of dead people. If I remember correctly, there is a lake of dead people in the small world."

After all, Chang Bian was afraid that Meng Hongyi would be scared, and was about to touch his little head to comfort him, but... was warned by Qingxuan's eyes.

Then Qiao Mimi withdrew her hand that was stuck in the air, pretending nothing happened.

"Dead... lake?"

Meng Hongyi scratched his head in bewilderment. There is still a lake in this barren place. The things in the world of cultivating immortals are really unreasonable and miraculous!

"So, where should we go next?" Meng Hongyi was at a loss. Everything in this small world made him feel very surprised and confused.

Qingxuan took out a yin-yang compass, "Mysterious Fire Secret Realm exists in the small world, and places where secret realms exist are often full of spiritual energy, and the mysterious fire secret realm is full of yang energy, so... we can follow the guidance of this Yin-Yang Compass Keep going."

Chang Bian and Meng Hongyi nodded at the same time. When Qingxuan is there, they don't need to use their brains too much. With the backbone to lead, things will always be much easier and more at ease.

Under the leadership of Qingxuan, they walked quickly on this wilderness where they couldn't tell the direction. The farther they walked, the more they felt the temperature change of the surrounding environment.

This just shows that they are going in the right direction.

The closer you get to the Mysterious Fire Realm, the hotter the surrounding air becomes, and the spiritual power in your body is actually slowly losing, just like water evaporates when heated.

"We have to go faster, otherwise... the consumption of spiritual power will be greater and greater!" Qingxuan obviously felt that the rate of loss of his spiritual power was getting faster and faster. It didn't look like much, but the situation was still not optimistic. .

Meng Hongyi suddenly remembered that in Qingxuan's small world, he moved freely and fast, "Why don't you fly with the sword? Isn't this the fastest way?"

"The small world is oppressive. Only a person with extraordinary strength can control the sword freely in such a small world. I think... only a true immortal can do it." Qingxuan explained.

Having said that, Meng Hongyi can probably figure it out.

Qingxuan was able to fly with his sword in his own small world, naturally because he himself was the master of that world.

In a sense, in that world, Qingxuan can dominate everything, he is the rule and order of that small world, naturally without any restrictions.

Three people speeding up doesn't seem like a wise decision.

They have been walking for almost a stick of incense, but the temperature has not changed, that is to say... They seem to have been circling in an area, and they have not gone deeper at all.

The strange thing is-they have always been walking in one direction, and they have not turned from the beginning to the end, so there is no possibility of spinning in place.

After discovering the problem, Qingxuan carefully studied the Yin-Yang compass in his hand, and found that everything was normal, and it was not a problem with the instrument.

Obviously, it was this small world that affected their judgment on the direction. If it was more specific, perhaps the existence of wild beasts in the wilderness affected their judgment and that of the compass.

as predicted!

The three of them stood still for a while, and there were a few bears roaring not far away, and Qingxuan, who had a strong sense, even heard the sound of chewing and biting.

"The big thing is not good." Qingxuan sighed, "If I'm not wrong, there is a fast bear with a strong bite in front!"

Xunxiong is a very unique and strange monster race.

They are a combination of various bear demons, inheriting the advantages of various bear races, and even some fast bears will mutate.

And the longer the Xun Xiong lived, the more likely it would evolve and mutate.

"If possible, we'd better bypass it." Qingxuan was not unsure, but Xunxiong was too fast and his attack methods were unpredictable.

He was worried that Xun Xiong would bypass him and attack Meng Hongyi directly, and that would be a big trouble!

"We can't even tell the direction, and we don't know where Xunxiong is, how to get around it?" Chang Bian naturally understands that getting around is a good way, but—he thinks it's too difficult to achieve.

"I originally planned to take the first step to seize the opportunity, but now, we need some people to lead the way as pioneers," Qing Xuan had already figured out a countermeasure, and he pulled the two of them towards the direction opposite to the pointer.

And Meng Hongyi and Chang Bian realized almost instantly what kind of wishful thinking Qingxuan was playing.

They pursed their lips and smiled, feeling that this trick was really inappropriate!