The demon cultivators not far away heard the voice, but they couldn't hear it clearly. The leader looked at the people behind him and asked, "Did you hear what he was shouting?"
"I can't hear it clearly. The roars of the beasts in the forest are too mixed and too loud."
A demon cultivator said, staring at the surroundings with his sinister eyes narrowed, and said with a serious face: "Why do I feel that there is something wrong with this forest today? Don't you think that there is a dangerous atmosphere in this area, which makes people feel uneasy?"
"Is it disturbing?"
A voice suddenly sounded, and a demon cultivator responded: "Well, the roars of beasts in this forest are indeed disturbing, but there is no beast tide in this place. Those ferocious beasts are trapped in the beast forest. There are only a few in places like this, and they cannot gather into a beast tide."
"That's right. If we didn't know that there would be no beast tide forming here, we would have retreated long ago after hearing the noise." Another demon cultivator also spoke up.
Everyone was gathered together talking, when suddenly, a demon cultivator got a glimpse of the man in green sitting on a colorful feather approaching them quietly and silently, and was startled.
"Ah! Who are you?"
The demon cultivators turned around instantly, but only saw the green figure sitting on the feather and floating lightly over their heads. In just a breath, it was already a hundred meters away.
"Don't worry, I'm just an idler, you guys continue chatting! Don't pay attention to me, I just happened to pass by here." Feng Jiu waved her hand without turning her head, her voice floating softly from a hundred meters away, but it could not be heard clearly in the chaotic roars in the forest.
"Ah! Run! Quick..."
The demon cultivator who had gone to explore the way came running over, but before he could finish his words, he was pounced on by a ninth-rank clouded leopard and pinned to the ground. In an instant, only the demon cultivator's shrill screams could be heard...
When the team of demon cultivators saw the scene not far away, their faces were filled with horror, especially when they saw the clouded leopard pounce on the demon cultivator and pin him under it, and its bloodshot, mad eyes. They were so frightened that their faces turned pale and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
“Damn it!”
A horrified curse was heard, and the leading demon cultivator was the first to react. He ran away and chased Fengjiu.
"Ah! Run!"
The others realized what was happening later and cried out in surprise when they saw the group of ferocious beasts rushing towards them. Some of those who were fast ran away, while others who were slow to react were pinned down. The chaotic scene and the shrill cries of fear deeply stimulated the group of demon cultivators, leaving them mentally shaken and unable to calm down for a long time.
However, when they gathered their energy and ran madly, trying to catch up with the man in green sitting on the feathers in front of them, they suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy in their bodies seemed to be gradually disappearing, and their running speed also slowed down.
"No! How could this happen! How could this happen!"
Voices of panic and fear rang out, and the faces of those demon cultivators changed drastically. However, even though they didn't want to admit it, their speed still slowed down. Without the support of spiritual energy, their original speed of flight gradually turned into running on two legs.
How can a person, with only two legs and no spiritual power to help him fly, be faster than the four-legged beast behind him