Chapter 486

Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong go out on the street and are surrounded by a group of law enforcement disciples from Jiutian palace.

Both of them are very clear that these law enforcement disciples should only be the lowest level of spiritual cultivation in the Jiutian palace. Above them, there must be the cultivation of baby and concentration.

The enemy Zhou Ming faced must be more terrible than these people by a thousand times, even ten thousand times.

Standing on the street, they scanned the fifteen spiritual practitioners in the later period of foundation building and the spiritual practitioner in the supernatural realm. They exchanged a look, and their bodies disappeared in a flash at the same time.

Those law enforcement disciples who were about to rush up to control them were shocked when they saw this scene.

"It's a transmission talisman!"

Someone called out.

Seeing that these people were about to rush out of the street, the shentongjing disciple raised his hand to stop them and sneered, "don't chase them. They can't run far."

He looked up at the track of escape in the sky, his eyes slightly condensed.

The capture of the main force this time is not their law enforcement disciples at the bottom of the Jiutian palace.

Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong appear on a grassland thousands of miles away from the town. They take a look at the surrounding environment and run fast on the grassland.

"Don't use divinity, it's easy for them to find out."

Feel Chu Xinran body to upload a wave of spirit, Yang Xicong immediately said.

"If we don't use divinity, they will find us too!"

Chu Xinran looked up at the sky, and there were several powerful figures following them.

Yang Xicong clenched her teeth, looked at the woods in front of her and said, "run inside!"

"This is wanyaolin!"

Chu Xinran looked at the front of this lush forest, can not help but shocked.

They had been separated from Zhou Ming for some time, and the map of cangran Shenzhou was almost touched by them.

In order not to expose themselves, they chose the Shenzhou frontier fortress with less Xianmen.

There are many monsters here, but it's good for them to hide. Now, the people of jiutiangong reach out to the most humble frontier fortress, which they didn't expect.

However, now things have happened, Yang Xicong can only choose to send the two people to the most dangerous Wan Yaolin nearby.

If they don't run into the ten thousand demon forest and wait for them, they will die.

"There's no time for hesitation. If you don't run, you'll die!"

Yang Xicong pulls Chu Xinran and rushes into the dense forest full of monsters.

"Boom!"

The broad grass cracked for a moment, and three black figures fell from the sky. They frowned at the two figures running into the ten thousand demon forest.

"They have entered the Banshee forest. Do you want to chase them?"

A tall and thin law enforcement disciple at the beginning of huayingjing asked the other two.

"Ten thousand demons are very dangerous in the forest. There are countless spirit level demons and even immortal level demons. It's not worth rushing in to catch these two people."

The peaceful law enforcement disciple in the middle touched his chin and stared at the dense forest in front of him.

"Well, let's patrol around and report the situation."

Another law enforcement disciple in his early twenties, who was also in the middle of Huaying, thought for a while and said.

"Well, let's do it."

The tall and thin law enforcement disciple looked at the dense forest reluctantly, crushed a message talisman, moved, and immediately flew into the sky.

They followed closely and rose to the sky.

In the dense forest, Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong just stepped on a pile of fallen leaves, a white Python rolled up, trying to lock them.

"Brush!"

Chu Xinran flipped his hand, picked up a long sword, and a peerless sword gas shot out from the tip of the sword to pierce the seven inch White python.

"That's close!"

Chu Xinran patted his big chest and turned his sword.

"Don't be careless. Just now, it was just a grade one monster. Around here, there are many grade three or even grade four monsters."

Yang Xicong's red spear suddenly appeared in her hand. She constantly scanned the trees and bushes around the dense forest with her divine sense, and her face was heavy.

"I know."

Chu Xinran nodded and moved forward slowly in the woods.

There are three levels of demons and beasts in the spirit world: ordinary level, spirit level and immortal level.

Each level of monster is divided into nine different stages according to its size and strength.

For example, the white python that Chu Xinran killed just now has the same strength as the tiger on the earth. It can only be regarded as a grade one product.

Furthermore, there are many demons at different stages, such as grade 2, grade 3 and grade 4. The demons from grade 1 to grade 3 are not much different from the general ones in the early stage of foundation building, while the large-scale ones can almost compete with the ones in the middle stage of foundation building.Spirit level monsters have given birth to a little intelligence. Even low-grade spirit level monsters only have the power of spiritual cultivation, and their combat effectiveness is extremely terrible.

And the last fairy level monster is even more terrifying. A fairy level monster is almost equal to several fairies of the same level.

If these monsters rush out of the mainland, it will cause great chaos in the world.

Fortunately, there are not many immortal level monsters in the spirit world, and the spiritual cultivation also avoids worries.

Otherwise, once the number of monsters increases, there will be a war between spiritual cultivation and monsters.

Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong walk in the dense forest, carefully moving forward, releasing the later cultivation atmosphere of building foundation in their own Dantian.

For some low-level monsters, it is more effective for them to do so, because many monsters without intelligence are bullies. Once they encounter creatures with strong breath, they dare not even come out.

For example, Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong are located on the periphery of the ten thousand demon forest. The monsters in this area are just ordinary small animals. When they see two human nuns in the later period of foundation building, they can only lie shivering in their nests and dare not challenge.

Go to a shallow rain pit, Yang Xicong subconsciously stopped.

"What's the matter?"

Chu Xinran didn't understand.

They all came here. Why did they stop all of a sudden? If they were overtaken by those people in jiutiangong, wouldn't they be dead?

"They didn't seem to catch up."

Yang Xicong looks at the tranquility behind her and says to Chu Xinran.

"Are they afraid?"

Chu Xinran's eyes brightened and said happily.

"It's impossible. We are ascent practitioners. Our understanding of this Banshee forest is only oral and written. Their local spiritual cultivation is definitely better than ours. There must be some reason why they don't follow us."

Yang Xicong didn't stop using her divine sense to sweep all around, and she felt uneasy.

"Oh, what are you afraid of! The worst result is death. You can't die in the belly of these monsters

Chu Xinran holds the palm of Yang Xicong's hand and laughs optimistically.

Yang Xicong shakes her gun on her right hand and plunges straight into the hard soil of the ten thousand demon forest. Holding her arm, she takes out a grape flavored lollipop from the storage ring.

"No, Xicong, don't abandon yourself. I was just joking."

Xila looked at her anxiously.

"Screw you, I'm just thinking about something."

Yang Xicong angrily shakes off Chu Xinran's palm, tears the lollipop, holds her arm, and looks around at the environment in the forest.

"That's good. I want to get together with my master."

Chu Xinran blinked his eyes and drew a sword towards the woods in front of him.

A small sword Qi flew forward, as if it hit some hard object and dissipated.

"Bad!"

Yang Xicong has been paying attention to Chu Xinran's action. Her sword Qi that she swept out by accident can't escape her eyes. Seeing the direction that the sword Qi dissipates, she quickly pulls up the long gun inserted on the ground and drags Chu Xinran to the rear!

"Roar!"

A roar of the beast, a white figure, a jump, then fell in front of Chu Xinran and Yang Xicong.

Yang Xicong stepped on the ground, stepped out a pit, and suddenly stopped.

Chu Xinran because of inertia, a huge charge, soft hit Yang Xicong's back.

She fixed her eyes and looked forward. In front of her, a white "little tiger" with elephant physique was staring at them angrily with big eyes.

Chu Xinran hides behind Yang Xicong, swallowing saliva, weak way: "I, am I in trouble?"

"What do you say?"

Yang Xicong clenched the long gun on her hands, and her heart was tight.

"I'll carry my pot."

Chu Xinran came out from behind Yang Xicong. His long sword pointed obliquely, which seemed like a changed person. He pulled out a remnant shadow with the sword power in his hand, and then rushed towards the tiger like an elephant.

Yang Xicong admits that she is deficient in fighting compared with Chu Xinran, but in observation, she is better than Chu Xinran. The tiger's physique and breath are not comparable to those of ordinary level monsters.

Chu Xinran rushes up in such a rash way, and is likely to suffer a great loss.

"Don't be impulsive, Tigress!"

She scolded, but she could only keep up.

"Brush, brush!"

Chu Xinran's sword body split, and three sword shadows shot at the huge tiger shaped monster.

"Bang!"

this fierce tiger is like angered, a paw toward Chu pleased to take over, the three sword shadow is like a bubble, and did not touch the tiger body, it was scattered and no shadow.

Chu Xinran saw this claw clap, arm with a heavy sword turn, the whole life back to open a position, flash back."Boom!"

The tiger's paw fell on the trunk of a big tree with four people holding it. Sawdust splashed and collapsed.