One hour later, the scene where the Mastiff demon killed You Junlin.

The fog surging, and three figures broke through the fog. The three of them were all dressed in red, with standard Wuyang national costumes.

The leader was a man with a tall body and a graceful body, carrying a gun bag, and a solemn expression. He was Nangong Changying, the number one genius of the Nangong family. The two people followed him were Fengshuangxi of the Jingji War Group, and the other was a young warrior with injuries on his body and a panic-looking face.

The three of them looked very good. No matter who walked along the way, they would not look good when they saw blood-stained human remains everywhere.

At this moment, when a pool of blood stains and limbs appeared in front of them, Nangong Changying's face became colder, Feng Shuangxi's face was tense, and another young warrior's face turned pale, and subconsciously pulled out the sharp sword from his waist to guard.

"Another genius seed was killed. Judging from the degree of blood coagulation, it will not exceed half an hour at most." Nangong Changying squatted down and surveyed for a while, straightened up, let out a strong breath, as if he wanted to exhale the depression.

Feng Shuangxi also drew his sword and walked around carefully, saying to Nangong Changying: "Along the way, we have seen the scenes of fighting everywhere, all of which are human remains, and there is no corpse of the demon clan. There is only one suspected attack of a ground dragon, and there are green blood residues in both places. It can be confirmed that it was attacked by mountain monsters. But there are only human blood and residual limbs in front of us, and there is no drop of green blood. It is difficult to determine whether it is..."

"It was done by the mountain demon." Nangong Changying used the branches to lift a tuft of long hair from the solidified blood clot, and then stirred it in the puddle next to it. When the branches were lifted up, the hairs could be seen with brownish color.

Who is the seed of this murdered genius? He only took a tuft of hair at the cost of his life?

The three of them looked a little heavy, and the young warrior murmured: "Didn't these mountain monsters have a better overall strength than us? Isn't it said that the mountain monsters have been hating each other for generations and will never join forces? Why are they now..."

Feng Shuangxi pondered: "The individual strength of the mountain demons is actually not worse than us, but their number is indeed much smaller than ours, so there is no doubt that the overall strength is worse than us. As for joining forces, it should not be possible, at most they are joining forces between their own tribes. But the current situation is really weird, either they have encountered the genius seeds they have encountered, or they have just fought for one battle, or they are originally weak; or they have become stronger!"

Nangong Changying was about to say something, but suddenly his shoulders shook, the gun bag bounced up, stretched out his hand to catch it, and pulled the silk ribbon, revealing half of the gun body and the sharp tip of the gun.

Swish! The red tassels shook, the white mist rolled like a whirlpool, and the halberd pointed to somewhere.

"come out!"

Feng Shuangxi and the young warrior quickly stood on both sides of Nangong Changying. The three of them lined up into a shape of a product, and the two swords came out at the same time, as if the spear had grown two sword wings. Without taking action, the awe-inspiring murderous intent was enough to make the enemy frightened.

A man slowly walked out of the fog - it was indeed a man, carrying two swords, long and thin, but his shoulders were very wide.

Nangong Changying and the other two breathed a sigh of relief. They were about to put down the gun and sword when their hearts suddenly burst out and they held the gun and sword tighter.

At this time, the other party was slowly approaching, and it was obvious that this was a young man of twenty-seven or eight. His skeleton was very thick, but he was very thin. What was impressive was his shiny black eyebrows that flew into his temples, and his deep sunken eyes under his eyebrows, full of unruly phoenix eyes.

"Star Sea Breeze and Thunder!"

Nangong Changying and the other two exclaimed at the same time.

The visitor was wearing a silver suit, which was indeed the style of Xinghai Kingdom. When he saw the three people on the other side, he frowned: "Nangong Changying."

This man seemed to have only one Nangong Changying in his eyes. He turned a blind eye to Fengshuangxi and the other two. His eyes fell, and he looked at the blood stains and limbs on the ground, and said coldly: "What did the mountain monster do? Or did the earth dragon do it?"

Nangong Changying said in a deep voice: "It's a mountain demon."

There are no dragons in Longyuan Mountain, but there are many earth dragons. This is the strongest spiritual beast in the Tianjing Realm, and it cannot afford to provoke without the eighth-level strength. Fortunately, the earth dragon is like a tiger, a lonely spirit beast. Within a hundred miles, there is no one mountain to accommodate two dragons.

There should be a ground dragon in this area of ​​the Spirit Mist Array, and it seems to be angered by the attacks of the mountain monsters that landed earlier. It is not only humans and demons, but also a ground dragon full of uncertainty, making the situation even more complicated.

The man nodded and was about to leave by mistake, but saw Feng Shuangxi: "Brother Ren, I wonder if I saw a genius seed being harmed by a mountain demon along the way?"

This man looked at him indifferently and said, "I have seen Sanqi."

"We have seen four animals, and three of them were confirmed to be done by mountain monsters." Feng Shuangxi's face was solemn, "Don't Brother Ren think that the strength of these mountain monsters is beyond your estimate?"

This person still shook his head indifferently: "I don't think so."

Feng Shuangxi smiled bitterly: "The only eighth-level samurai among the three hundred geniuses under her is indeed not beyond the estimate. It is just that Brother Ren should know that the principle of combining will be strong, if the four of us work together..."

The man interrupted, "You should know my name."

"Of course, the name of Ren Duxing Brother Ren is not only spread throughout the Star Sea Kingdom, but also Wuyang Kingdom."

Ren Duxing said one by one: "Since I know I am Duxing, why do you still say these nonsense?"

Feng Shuangxi is also a proud man who is highly regarded. He was snatched away by the other party so mercilessly. He couldn't come to Taiwan for a moment, and his face slowly dimmed. If he hadn't been afraid of this person's powerful strength, he would have already swung his sword and rushed forward.

Nangong Changying slid into his pocket, tied his back again, raised his hand to stop Feng Shuangxi's persuasion, bowed and said, "Brother Ren is arrogant, and I am so arrogant. Please!"

Ren Duxing looked at Nangong Changying for a while and said, "In my eyes, this battle of genius is only you, the thunder stick of Zhuyue Kingdom, and the Luo Zifeng, the number one in your battle in this court, can be fought. I can hold on, but don't die. After killing all the monsters, I will find you."

He spoke and walked, and his figure soon disappeared in the thick fog.

"It's indeed a crazy sword." The young warrior was sweating all over his hands. He was only at the sixth level, and he was under great pressure when facing an eighth level.

Nangong Changying waved his hand: "Let's go, this situation is getting worse and wrong. I hope I can find the Seventh Prince or the Wuyang Warrior today. Even from other countries, I can join forces temporarily - of course, that guy named Xue is definitely not good..."

As soon as the words fell, the fog was violently stirring, and a strong smell of blood and a figure fell to the three of them, scaring them. If they hadn't seen clearly that the other party was a "human figure", they would have been out of their guns and swords long ago.

When the man looked up, his face was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his face was difficult to tell. Only from the tattered white clothes could he vaguely see that he was a samurai in Zhuyue Kingdom.

"Brother Nangong! Brother Nangong! Save me!" The man opened his arms and hugged Nangong Changying's thigh.

Nangong Changying was surprised and instinctively flew up with a big foot, kicking the man out, and falling down.
Chapter completed!