Angry voices carrying murderous intent spread through the air, and driven by anger, the Nascent Soul's might made their voices rumble like thunder, causing the air currents to fluctuate.
Duan Ye was being dragged along and ran. He looked back and saw that the Flame Lion was still setting fires everywhere. He quickly shouted, "Flame Lion, run!"
There were two Nascent Soul cultivators, one chasing the Flame Lion and the other chasing Duan Ye and Ning Lang. Therefore, when they heard Duan Ye's shout, they snorted coldly: "Take care of yourself! Don't worry, if you die, your contracted beast will follow you!"
Seeing that the Nascent Soul cultivator was getting faster and faster, as if he would be behind them in the blink of an eye, Duan Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Ning Lang, let me go, I will fight this old witch!"
"Why are you fighting? That old witch is a Yuanying-stage monster, and you and I are just foundation-building cultivators. Ten of you and I combined are no match for that old witch. Run away, and stop talking nonsense."
Ning Lang, the little fat boy, ran quite fast. He wiped his sweat while running. With a look of nervousness and fear on his face, he did not dare to relax or slow down. He pulled Duan Ye and ran to be chased by the old witch behind him.
He looked back and said breathlessly, "Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't learn anything else but this skill of escaping. Duan Ye, you, you have to thank me, otherwise you would have been caught by that old witch. When you return to your home, you must remember to send some thank-you gifts to my family. It would be best if it is something valuable. If not, gold coins will do. It will be worth my effort to hold you tightly. Phew, I am so tired..."
Duan Ye also noticed that his running speed was not slow at all, as if his feet were greased, and the speed of the person pulling him was not slower than his. However, this was not a solution.
"That old witch is catching up with us. Ning Lang, let me go quickly, or we will both die."
"Why are you letting them go? Am I such a disloyal person?" He turned around and cursed, but when he saw the old witch who was only five meters away, he was so scared that he cried out: "Ah! The old witch is catching up with me!"
"You fat bastard! Shut up!"
Hearing the two people running and talking in front, calling her old witch, the Nascent Soul evil cultivator got so angry that his face turned red, and he was full of hostility. Seeing that the two people were just in front of him, he condensed a powerful airflow in his palm and suddenly attacked forward.
"Shut up forever!"
The two of them looked back in surprise and wanted to avoid it but the inertia of running forward made them unable to stop and turn around. When they saw the strong airflow coming at them, their hearts sank, knowing they couldn't avoid it. They gritted their teeth and tried to block the attack.
However, at this moment, they heard a deafening roar. When the two of them saw it, they only had time to see a white figure suddenly knocking them out. Because of the energy, the two of them rolled nearly ten meters on the ground. After quickly getting up, they saw clearly that the figure that knocked them away was Fengjiu's Swallowing Cloud.
“Ouch!”
The majestic Tun Yun is now recovering its original majestic body. The beast's pressure and momentum are fully revealed as its body recovers. It is tall, like a tiger and a lion, and stands in front of Duan Ye and Ning Lang with an imposing manner, guarding the two of them.