"Boy, go faster, why are you so slow?"

"It's already very fast, Master Jiang Liu. In fact, it's better for men to go slower."

"I'll help you!"

"Don't... hiss..."

Qin Feng's face darkened, and he let Jiang Liu carry him on his thin shoulders and gallop away.

Behind him, the thunder pigeon was taking small steps to catch up.

The three slender feathers on the head are swaying, which is particularly interesting.

Can the speed of the fourth level and the seventh level be the same?

"Boy, I'll carry you, don't forget to pay me when the time comes."

"Can you change your position, Master Jiang Liu?"

Watching the scenery and people flashing around him, Qin Feng silently held on to the fat and sleeping squirrel in his arms to prevent it from rolling down and getting hurt.

"What position do you want?"

"It's so annoying. I'm already tired of carrying you. You're as heavy as a pig. I guess I'll be there in one minute!"

"Forget it."

After blasting a rock on one side with one punch, Qin Feng couldn't help but sigh. Jiang Liu's hair scratched his cheek from time to time, which was very uncomfortable.

It's quite fragrant though.

He secretly said that the old monster is quite good at taking care of himself.

Qin Feng took out a cup of dragon beard tea and drank it lightly, and began to restore the internal organs in the body.

"We're here!" Jiang Liu stopped, and he had already arrived in front of two giant ice cubes.

Inside, the phantom of the ringed bear and the phantom of the armored rhinoceros are particularly conspicuous.

Putting Qin Feng on the ground in disgust, Jiang Liu clapped his hands and rolled up the cuffs of his white kimono, revealing a pair of smooth and slender arms.

"It's up to you, Master Jiang Liu." Qin Feng stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, Qin Feng looked calm.

"Okay!"

"Wait, give me three boxes of crystal glazed cakes first." Jiang Liu turned around and stretched out his white palm towards Qin Feng.

"Give."

"Look at me!"

Behind Jiang Liu, an incarnation shadow that was dozens of feet high slowly floated up. Under Qin Feng's gaze, the opponent escaped into the avatar, unsheathing his long sword and slashing across two giant ice lumps.

"Actually, I'm very strong, kid."

The giant avatar put away his sword and stared at Qin Feng with a pair of pupils hidden under his white hair.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Break!"

Withdrawing the long sword shadow, Jiang Liu's avatar said calmly.

Qin Feng blinked and stared blankly at the two ice sculptures that were unharmed.

"It's strange, how can I keep cutting! Damn it, it's embarrassing!"

"Boy!"

"Forget about this! Hurry!" Jiang Liu angrily manipulated the avatar to lift his foot and kick the ice sculpture fiercely.

"Master Jiangliu."

"Give you a boost."

Qin Feng silently took out a thunder pigeon soup dumpling from the ring and threw it towards Jiang Liu's incarnation.

This is the freezing damage caused by an eighth-level powerhouse.

Everyone below the eighth level is an ant.

How can the river flow move?

A white and tender hand stretched out from the incarnation and took the thunder pigeon soup dumpling.

For a moment, purple lightning currents flowed across the river and turned into phantoms.

"Goo!"

Panting, Thunder Pigeon ran to Qin Feng with small steps and rubbed his waist aggrievedly.

He took out a piece of crystal glazed cake and handed it to the Thunder Dove's beak.

Qin Feng raised his head and stared at Jiang Liu, who was swinging his sword. Every time the opponent slashed, he would leave deep marks.

Tens of seconds later, the ice shattered and the avatar disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only two corpses with stiff faces.

Jiang Liu released his incarnation, pulled off the ring, and came to Qin Feng with a tired look on his face.

"Choose one."

"good."

Qin Feng naturally took the ring on the left.

"Let's go. This place is too dangerous. Find a shady place to eat."

"Well, I..."

Qin Feng was about to speak, but the next second he was carried by Jiang Liu on his shoulders and flew away.

"Goo!"

The Thunder Dove lay softly, its feathers slowly raised up, and it quickly followed behind with small steps.

"Master Jiang Liu, can you ask for permission next time you carry me?"

Qin Feng's face turned dark and he looked away from the collarbone of Jiang Liu's snow-white neck.

The old monster has nothing to look at, and he comes out wearing underwear.

"It's so troublesome, I don't want to talk about it." Jiang Liu kicked the bluestone out of the way with an impatient look on his face.

"Boy, don't forget to give me three boxes of crystal glazed cakes."

Qin Feng:......

"hiss!"

In the sky, the deafening roar of wild beasts penetrated the spiritual shield, and some weak people were shocked to death.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint golden light flashed through, and the chaotic scene in the air gradually became clear.

At some point, the streamlined insect body of the silver desolate beast Indra began to glow with ferocious lightning.

Outside the barrier, the Gilded Shield King Insect was sneakily digging its way back into the barrier.

It's obvious at first glance.

The gilt-shielded king insect sneaked out of the barrier through a hole and gave Indra a thunder pigeon soup dumpling.

"hiss!"

Under the bright moon, Indra's aura gradually increased with thunderous light all over his body!

With the increase of soup dumplings and half-step earth beast skill sword dance, it reaches the high level of eighth level!

The silver body is full of fighting spirit.

The killing intent is like a thousand years of ice.

A pair of compound eyes were full of coldness and ruthlessness.

The snake bodies of the Yamata no Orochi were tightly coiled together, and the snakes were spitting out messages. Their eyes fell on Indra's only remaining silver arm sword.

Looking at the opponent's attitude, does he want to make a desperate move against himself?

"Hiss~"

The shadow of a dark purple ferocious snake head slowly appeared behind the body of Yamata no Orochi.

The snake's mouth opened wide, the aura of destruction began to emerge, and the innate beast skill Death Ray was ready to go.

Indra, who was high in the air, moved.

The slender streamlined figure turned into dazzling silver light and crashed into Yamata-no-Orochi like a shooting star in the dark night!

All that's left is the broken arm of the sword, which is condensed with an unyielding fighting spirit!

A life-threatening blow!
To be continued...