After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Wu Yue's eyes fell on several wounded members of the Holy King's Palace, killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Li gave a hand, and looked at Wen Yinghan, who was on the side, through voice transmission.

"We hide here, we really won't be found?"

You must know that the noses of those people in the Holy King Hall are sometimes smarter than dogs.

Wen Yinghan glanced at him with somewhat cloudy eyes.

"Don't worry, you can't die."

Xiao Hei who was in the space rolled his eyes.

Of course I can't die!This guy took the opportunity of the legendary "son of luck" Fu Yuyao, and used the palace seal of Youli Palace to open up a space of his own. Even if it is not stronger than the original space of Fu Yuyao, he still has his own space. A function.

No, in the small world of fallen angels, relying on the space of almost four meters in length, width and height, they have avoided many pursuits.

After searching for Fu Yuyao's soul again, the first-class technique for concealing aura, together with the formation technique and him as a wood spirit to help hide his tracks, in this mountain range, there are naturally some foundations for life-saving.

No one could have imagined that in the small world of Pankong, Wen Yinghan would meet Fu Yuyao who was seriously injured and dying.

It would never have occurred to Wen Yinghan to have other thoughts since meeting Fu Yuyao for the first time.

He is not a sentimental person, but the first time he saw Fu Yuyao, the inexplicable "heartbeat" made him very suspicious, and some things later made him pay more attention to Fu Yuyao and Chu Jing.

That luck, that opportunity, a monk who is not tempted is not a good monk!

Killing and seizing treasure?For him, it's nothing more than a normal thing!
However, due to the strangeness of Fu Yuyao and Chu Jing, before killing Fu Yuyao, Wen Yinghan used a double just in case, and searched for his soul.

Sure enough, when Fu Yuyao died so badly, Lei smashed the puppet double to pieces that day!
But fortunately, everything that should be obtained has been obtained, except for the legendary space on Fu Yuyao's body, which is missing, leaving only some space fragments that have been deprived.

After digging out the last space fragment from Fu Yuyao, Wen Yinghan returned to Youli Palace, and used the palace seal to fuse the space fragments to form a small space of his own.

Yuan Haiyi gritted his teeth at Wen Yinghan's yin and yang aura.

As a demon cultivator, as a genius disciple of the Youxuan Sect in the Tianfeng Continent, he naturally has his own pride. How can he stand the anger of Wen Yinghan, a disciple of the Demon Sect of the Yunze Continent.

Even though this person has extraordinary abilities, Yuan Haiyi still feels aggrieved and panicked.

Yin Baizhou frowned, looking at the scattered monks.

"This mountain range, now that the Tuntian Python is in a hurry to clean up the territory, will become a restricted area for monks in recent years. For us, it will be much safer."

After all, for them in the Fallen God Small Realm, even though the ancient beasts here are dangerous, the monks are even more dangerous!
Yin Baizhou looked at Wen Yinghan.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, how likely are you to let me hide in these hills and mountains so that the two parties won't find out?"

Wen Yinghan glanced at Yin Baizhou. Even though he had never been used to people from the Taoist sect, compared to the monks from the Tianfeng Continent, they came from the same continent after all, and the two had some contacts.

Wen Yinghan's face looked better.

"Thirty percent."

"Thirty percent?!"

Yuan Haiyi just exclaimed when Wu Yue covered his mouth.

"Don't want to live anymore?!"

After receiving the cool gazes from Wen Yinghan and the others, Yuan Hai held back his words as soon as he reached his mouth.

There was no warmth in Wen Yinghan's eyes.

"What? Thirty percent is too little? If you think it's dangerous, you can go out instead of staying here!"

He has no obligation to protect these monks, even if they are out of the Pankong Realm.

Choosing to temporarily protect these people is just because he doesn't want to make the monks in the Holy King's Hall and the immortal world too proud.

Feng Sitian shook his head hastily.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, don't misunderstand, [-]% is enough. If you are outside, it is not easy to have a [-]% survival rate! Naturally, we are very grateful to Fellow Daoist Wen!"

After Feng Sitian experienced a lot of fighting in the Fallen God Small Realm, he understood that in this place, only real ability, really powerful, is the most important thing!
The pride and fame of the proud son of heaven are all vain!

Now that Wen Yinghan is strong, he has the final say!
So what if it's a rising star?
Yuan Haiyi also thought of the crisis outside and closed his mouth.

Wen Yinghan ignored the group of people, and continued to look at the ancient beasts and monks fleeing outside.

There is another reason why he proposed to hide here!
The monk who bombed the hills and mountains!

Dare to be tough with the Holy King's Palace, and even count on their monks...

Wen Yinghan guessed that this person might have just entered the Fallen God Small Realm, and he was still in the Lower Spirit Realm.

With such skills and strategies, if they can form a team and cooperate with them, there will naturally be another guarantee in this small world of fallen angels!
He didn't want to cooperate with some pig teammates. Not only would he not be able to help him much, he might even hurt himself!

Several people hid in the hills and mountains, watching helplessly as fewer and fewer monks and ancient beasts fled.

Almost all those who should go out have gone out. As for the rest, it is estimated that they have the ability and a little bit of thinking not to go out, or they can't go out.

Wen Yinghan sent a message to Yin Baizhou and told him his thoughts.

Yin Baizhou didn't object, and the two reached an agreement.

Wen Yinghan turned his gaze around several people again, and finally landed on Jiang Li and Wu Yue.

When Yuan Hai saw that he was not pleasing to the eye, he naturally also found it not pleasing to the eye, and Feng Sitian was a little discouraged, so there were only Jiang Li, who had an online IQ, and good martial arts, and Wu Yue, who was superior in martial arts and obeyed the arrangement. ...

Huge waves crashed on the ship, Yuan Yelin couldn't help squinting his eyes as he looked at the distant mountains.

"My lord, the commotion over there is over."

The face under Yuan Yelin's mask was calm and unwavering.

The Sky Swallowing Python stopped moving, which meant that the cultivators he wanted to drive away had almost been driven away.

Looking at the darkened places on the jade plate, Yuan Yelin pointed to a mountain range on the map.

"Lu Liexing's team has all fallen except for Fengze. But have you seen any signs of formation explosions in the mountains?"

The monk on the side shook his head.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Yelin's mouth.

"So, the cultivator who led Lu Liexing's team into the formation and planned to kill them is still missing. Where do you think he will go?"

The original leaf forest finger across the map.

"Is it a vast sea area, or a hilly mountain range with many trees that are suitable for hiding your figure? Or a mountainous area with dangerous and complicated terrain, or..."

The sight of the original leaf forest fell on several places.

"Is it the junction of these places?"

"Where do you think the monk will escape to?"

"Escape? I think that person should not have escaped, but found a place to hide, and we are playing hide and seek."