"Miss, this... is this the mythical beast you are talking about? Is there such a... ferocious mythical beast?" Wu Yun asked as he ran, panting.
Something was wrong. Feng Qingxuan frowned. Although some mythical beasts are said to be ferocious, this Dangkang is a mythical beast that protects people's harvest and has a very gentle temper! How could it be so ferocious?
And... something was wrong with this Dangkang. During the battle, she hadn't remembered it yet, but now that she thought about it, when Nadangkang stared at them with a pair of copper-bell eyes, she seemed to see something in Nadangkang's eyes.
A filthy black air.
The eyes of the mythical beast should be full of spirituality, so why are they dirty and black? Could something happen to Dangkang that makes him so ferocious?
"Miss, don't think about it, Dangkang is going to catch up with you!" Wu Yun suddenly screamed again.
Feng Qingxuan turned around, and sure enough, Na Dangkang was chasing after him. Just now, all the hair on his body was shot out like flying needles, but now, when he saw it, he was covered in hair again. This is really terrible.
If he comes again, neither she nor Wu Yun will have the strength to build another barrier.
"Go this way!" Feng Qingxuan pulled Wu Yun around a corner and ran into another cave. When being chased, it is most taboo to walk in a straight line.
"But miss, this is not the way we came. If we run around like this, we will get lost!"
"What time has it been? Even if you get lost, it's better than dying at the hands of Dang Kang!"
After running wildly for a while, even this cultivator felt the feeling of an ordinary person that he had not seen for a long time. What is it like to be out of breath like an ox, sweating profusely, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he could no longer walk a step.
The two of them stopped, and then they realized that they ran somewhere, and Nadangkang didn't follow him.
"Then Dangkang didn't get lost in the cave he dug, right?" Wu Yun said while calming his breath.
"How is that possible?" Feng Qingxuan was meditating and adjusting his breath while looking around vigilantly. Dangkang was very familiar with everything here and would definitely catch up soon. The place where they stopped now was surrounded by
hole, if Dang Kang appears later, they can escape easily without being blocked.
The two of them sat down against a stone wall, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to circulate in their bodies. Before they even completed a cycle, they suddenly heard the sound of galloping iron hooves.
"Oops! Dang Kang is catching up!"
The two of them were about to stand up, but unexpectedly, the stone wall behind them suddenly cracked, and the two of them were rushed forward by a huge momentum! The two of them wanted to use their cultivation to resist, but the huge spirit contained in the impact was...
The force was beyond the two of them's ability to withstand, and both of them spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The two of them fell heavily to the ground, and then struggled to get up. Then Dangkang was already close in front of them!
Feng Qingxuan forcibly suppressed the spiritual power that was surging in his body, "Flying sword, go!" With a wave of his hand, the sixteen flying swords were dispatched again, and they all stabbed Dangkang fiercely.
"Roar--" When Kang roared loudly and swung his body, the flying swords that landed on him immediately made a snapping sound, and were then bounced around.
One of the flying swords hit Dang Kang's big fang, and with a "pop" sound, it actually broke into two pieces.
Feng Qingxuan felt great pain in her heart. That sword was given to her by her father, and it had been with her since she left home!
