The forest rustles, and the bells shake gently, making a pleasant ringing sound.

Under the hat, the ghost crying eyes moved slightly, staring at Wang Dong and Aunt Feng who were about to move.

Aunt Feng still didn't put down the slingshot in her hand, and Wang Dong, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, slowly squatted down, and instantly turned back into her body, turning into an entrenched colorful tiger, pacing forward slowly.

The huge soles of the feet stepped into the stream, rippling in patches.

The ghost crying body moved slightly, and suddenly the horse's belly was clamped under his feet, and he drank softly in his mouth: "Eat me with a knife." ”

Wang Dong's cold hair stood on end, his pupils shrank, and he jumped back agilely.

The big black horse suddenly raised his hooves, turned sharply, turned his head and rushed into the forest beside him.

A pebble was ejected by a slingshot with a terrible cracking sound, and then collided head-on with a brilliant knife light.

Bite!

The pebbles were split in two, half hitting the stream and half hitting the ground on the side.

Huge splashes of water rushed to the sky, and the ground was tumbling with dirt.

The big black horse crashed headlong into the woods, and a group of black wolves came towards him. The forest was too drowsy to see clearly, but the eyes that shimmered with a ghostly light were too obvious.

On the right, there was a rapid rustling sound, and it was countless spiders, which were speeding towards this side.

Ghost Cry will not fight them head-on, the reason why the Demon King is the Demon King is not only because of your strength, but also because they have territory and are under their men.

It's never cost-effective to fight him in the Demon King's territory.

These demon kings have also grown up little by little from ordinary monsters, tracing back to their roots, some are still ordinary beasts, don't expect them to tell you anything fair.

The corners of Wang Dong's mouth curled, and the word Wang on his forehead squirmed.

Unexpectedly, this guy is quite clever, but his subordinates have already surrounded this place, and he can still go to heaven alone.

Thinking in his heart, he turned his body slowly, took a leisurely step, and chased the ghost crying.

Aunt Feng raised her eyebrows, followed her, turned into a big spider, and disappeared into the forest.

That's right, ghosts cry naturally can't go to heaven. But with the big dark horse here, it is still not a problem to go up the tree.

In the face of the oncoming group of black wolves, they didn't rush up to kill the Quartet.

There are two demon kings in the back, and in front, it's not just the wolves.

Behind the wolves, there are many shadows, I don't know what else is following, but it seems that there are quite a few of them.

The big black horse jumped up, and the black wolf led by it also jumped up.

Then he was heavily stepped on the head by the big black horse, and the big black horse's kick was so heavy that even the iron head of the black wolf was powerless to resist.

With a bang, the black wolf spurted blood and fell to the ground. And the big dark horse is even more up, reaching an incredible height.

When he stepped on the fragile branch, his feet shimmered with colorful light, as if a rainbow was trampled under his feet.

The branch was not broken, but only sinked slightly downward, and then bounced upwards slightly.

Then the hooves of the big black horse had left the branches and continued to soar upward.

Devil Cry half-crouched on the horse's back, then bounced up like a spring.

In mid-air, his body contracted, and the next moment, he stretched violently. Then, the scabbard spat out the snow-white blade, instantly splitting the heavy branches in front of him.

The branches with green leaves fell like rain, and the big black horse opened the branches and opened its mouth in this direction.

Ghost Cry's body began to fall, and he turned around and threw out his big mouth. The big mouth was grabbed by the big black horse, and with a shake of his head and a hard pull, he pulled the ghost cry back to his back.

On horseback, the light of the knife kept shining.

Layer by layer of branches, with the cooperation of Devil May Cry and the big dark horse, they were quickly pierced.

Crash!

In the midst of the flying green leaves, Devil May Cry and the big black horse burst out of the canopy and swam in a sea of green.

Then, a large spider also jumped out of the canopy, stretched out its eight long legs, and chased after it.

Below, a group of black wolves were dumbfounded, looking up at the top of their heads, the dense branches were pierced, and the sunlight slanted in, forming a huge pillar of light.

Now, what to do?

A group of black wolves fell into confusion.

When Wang Dong saw this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he took two steps forward, then his body took off into the air, and he kicked on the trunk of a big tree, leaving four clear paw prints, and then his huge body drilled out of the hole in the crown above his head.

As soon as he broke out of the canopy, he changed into a human form in mid-air, and then a demonic wind blew, and the whole person rode the wind and fell tightly behind the big spider.

Ghost Cry moved his numb arm slightly, reinserted the knife back into the scabbard, and lay on the back of the horse to look back at the two youkai behind him, and his heart quickly pondered.

On this sea of green, the spider spirit called Aunt Feng didn't look uncomfortable, and seeing her walk on the ground in a sea of green knew that it didn't affect her much.

However, the impact on the other tiger demon Wang Dong is great, he needs to ride the waist wind, such terrain does not seem to be kind to him.

Then it's decided, here it is.

The numb arm had regained consciousness, and the ghost cried and tugged the reins, and the big black horse neighed and turned his head back.

The big spider Aunt Feng rolled a few pairs of eyes, and suddenly plunged headlong, and then directly turned into a ghost crying and faced Wang Dong.

Wang Dong hurriedly dispersed the demon wind, recovered his body in midair, and fell downward, crushing an unknown number of branches.

Ghost Cry chased after him, and the big black horse swooped down.

Suddenly, Wang Dong seemed to have stepped on a sturdy tree trunk, kicked his foot, rushed straight up, and poked out with a claw.

The snow-white blade poured from the scabbard, and the sword light was like a waterfall, and the white expanse was dazzling.

The ghost cry, which was originally unremarkable, was instantly like a rainbow at the moment when the long knife was unsheathed.

Not good!

Wang Dong said in his heart that it was not good, he underestimated this guy.

Just now, in front of Wang Dong, Ghost Cry has been hiding clumsy, and his fastest knife is the one that cuts through the pebbles shot by Aunt Feng. It was as fast as lightning, and at the same time it didn't have such momentum.

And the current knife is not only several times faster than the one just now, but at the same time, the momentum is unprecedentedly fierce.

Hide, it's too late.

Wang Dong let out a tiger roar, and the demonic qi in his body exploded and caused the surrounding airflow, and suddenly, within a radius of three zhang around, he was shocked, just turning the ghost cry into it.

However, the knife is unstoppable.

The rolling air flow was cut with a knife, and then it was like a bamboo, and the tiger's paw was cut without half a point of hindrance. Immediately afterward, the brilliant sword light sank into the colorful tiger skin.

There was no blood splattering, and a leaf was cut with a knife along the way, and flames rose in an instant. The half of the tiger's paw was also smoking, and the wound was scorched black.

The tiger's skin rose into a white mist, and the roar of the colorful tiger turned into a scream.

Ghost Cry and the big dark horse also blackened at the same time, and the roar just now made them lose control of their bodies for a short time.

Three black shadows fell from the sky, and the colorful tiger, the big black horse, and the ghost cry pierced the canopy one after another, and fell in a fluttering leaf, smashing heavily on the soft ground, and a few dead leaves fluttering.