"My Lion Fighting My Xuanling Art is naturally passed down from our clan." The nine-headed lion looked at Zheng Ming, and said with a hint of pride in his eyes: "I heard that the ancient saint of our clan had been in seclusion for ten thousand years, so he created this method."

After being in seclusion for ten thousand years, the ancestors of this nine-headed lion were really in seclusion for extraordinary cruelty. Zheng Ming had not been practicing for ten thousand years, but now he has begun to seclusion for ten thousand years.

"In seclusion for ten thousand years, this kind of garbage method was created. Tsk tsk!" Zheng Ming said with disgust when he thought of the evaluation of the hexagonal crystal.

The nine-headed lion felt like he was going crazy. If Zheng Ming had just slandered himself, he would never say anything, but now this damn human was slandering his ancestors.

Woo woo, how could his supreme ancestors let such people slander? Almost in a moment, the nine-headed lion's eyes turned a little red. But in the end, it suppressed the idea of ​​pounceing on Zheng Ming and biting him.

"Wuwu, if you have the ability, you can create such a method." The moment he said this, the nine-headed lion took a deep breath. At this moment, he felt that his heart suddenly became much more stable.

"It's really a waste of time to create such a method. Let's take a look at my Lion Fighting Xuanling Art!"

As Zheng Ming spoke, he began to use the method provided by the hexagonal crystal to activate the Lion-Fighting Mysterious Spirit. In an instant, countless chaotic auras began to pour into Zheng Ming's heart. The moment these chaotic auras poured into Zheng Ming's body, there was a huge phantom of a nine-headed golden lion, appearing on Zheng Ming's head, helping Zheng Ming madly swallow the endless spiritual energy in the void.

"Daoying swallows the sky, how is this possible?" Looking at the phantom of the nine-headed golden lion that was crazy about swallowing the chaos period, the nine-headed lion's voice was filled with trembling.

In his blood memory, he knew that his ancestor could have a vision of the Taoist shadow swallowing the sky when he used the Lion Fighting Xuanling Art.

Except for this ancestor, no one else could do the Taoist shadow swallowing the sky. According to their ancestor, this is because their descendants did not have enough understanding of the Lion Fighting Xuanling Art.

"How did you do it?" The nine-headed lion looked at the increasingly clearer and more concentrated lion shadow. A trace of tremor appeared in Zheng Ming's eyes.

Zheng Ming waved his sleeves and said lightly: "It's just a little trick. Let's go and take me around."

While speaking, Zheng Ming fell cross-legged on the Nine-Headed Lion, and then slowly closed his eyes. Although the Nine-Headed Lion had already accepted his fate and wanted to be Zheng Ming's mount, he still felt a violent feeling when he was ridden by Zheng Ming at this time.

Although Zheng Ming swept through the range of thousands of miles with his spiritual sense, at this moment, when everything really appeared in front of him, a shocking feeling arose in Zheng Ming's heart.

An old tree like a dragon, with its roots and branches extremely hard. If it is taken to the Guiyuan World, it is definitely the supreme material for refining weapons.

Even a small grass is full of chaos, not to mention those fruits hanging on the branches. If warriors above the Juemo Realm can get one, they can soar into the sky.

But here, these are just ordinary materials.

Zheng Ming waved his hand and grabbed a red fruit directly in his hand. The moment he ate it, he felt a heat injected into his body.

"This thing is pretty good. Are people from this Chaos Holy Land eating this kind of fruit?" Zheng Ming asked at the Nine-Headed Lion after savoring it.

The nine-headed lion nodded and said, "Yes, the entire Chaos Void is using these things, but some of the plants growing in the Chaos Void have long been spiritual, and it is not easy to eat them."

"What's more, there aren't many of these plants."

Zheng Ming looked around and felt that although the vegetation around them was sparse, there were still many things. These plants were nourished by the chaotic energy. Even if a person with this little saint's cultivation level could eat a lot if he had eaten a few.

"These are all mine!" Although the nine-headed lion could not see Zheng Ming's expression clearly, he could feel Zheng Ming's thoughts, so he said with a bitter expression.

Zheng Ming smiled and stopped talking. When he walked a thousand miles away, Zheng Ming found that everything was really similar to what the Nine-headed Lion said. Although these areas cannot be said to be a seedling in ten thousand acres of land, it is not much different.

The most common places are hundreds of feet in a radius, which means there are only three or two grasses.

Poverty is really not ordinary poor, but there is nothing wrong with thinking about it. After all, this is something nourished by the chaotic energy.

According to the analysis of some powerful people, plants that are not suitable for growing in chaos are rare treasures.

"Where are you going next?" After carrying Zheng Ming to walk around, the nine-headed lion said with dissatisfaction.

He used to patrol his territory, and that was a master, but now this territory has become someone else's. And he is even holding someone else's mounts walking around.

"Where is there a place to go?" Zheng Ming was completely an outsider and didn't know about these places at all. Although the hexagonal crystal made him re-take the path of the ancient saint of Tuotian, the guy was also unaware of it.

"There are many places to go. Three thousand miles away from here, there is a mountain called Tianlang Mountain, with the ancient god of Tianlang being in charge." Although the nine-headed lion hated Zheng Ming, he still talked endlessly and said everything he knew.

And he had only one purpose for this, that is, thinking that Zheng Ming was tired of it and ignored him, so he could easily get freedom.

Unfortunately, although his idea was good, Zheng Ming did not let him go. After he finished all this, Zheng Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Take me to the territory of the human race."

"The territory of the human race, well, it seems that there are some human races in this area." As the nine-headed lion spoke, a thought arose in his heart and said, "I can take you to the territory of the human race, but you want to let me go."

When he said his conditions, the nine-headed lion's face turned red. As the nine-headed lion who was so arrogant, when did he pass by this?

Zheng Ming's answer to his request was extremely simple. Without waiting for the nine-headed lion to rise, he slapped the nine-headed lion to the ground.

A quarter of an hour later, the Nine-Headed Lion took Zheng Mingteng and marched into the void. In just half an hour, the Nine-Headed Lion took Zheng Ming to the front of a high mountain.

"The human territory should be at the foot of that mountain." The nine-headed lion looked at Zheng Ming, without any anger in his eyes.

Zheng Ming glanced at the mountain for a few minutes and frowned slightly. If the territory of the nine-headed lion was already shabby enough, then the place where the human race lives now would be simply a waste of grass.

All those who can grow in the supreme holy realm basically do not need to eat and drink water. As long as they absorb the chaotic energy, they can survive.

But then again, although the chaotic energy can be cultivated and can make people survive, the speed of cultivation is naturally not as good as devouring food with chaotic energy.

"Let's go and have a look." Although he had some judgment on the human situation from his heart, Zheng Ming was not a saint, and he had no obligation to help him here.

The nine-headed lion was about to rush over, but Zheng Ming, who seemed to think of something, quickly pinched his handprint at the nine-headed lion when it soared into the air. In just a moment, the nine-headed lion was fixed in mid-air.

And as Zheng Ming waved his sleeves, the nine-headed lion had disappeared into the void.

This nine-headed lion is good as a mount, but Zheng Ming feels that this guy seems a bit silly. He just wants to get to the human territory, so it is better to be low-key.

The human territory is a village, and there are nearly a thousand people of all sizes living in the village.

Among these people, the one with the highest cultivation level was an old man with a thin face. According to Zheng Ming's concerns, he was almost the same as Yan Zidian, who had just become a saint.

With Zheng Ming's arrival, the thin-faced old man did not notice Zheng Ming's arrival, nor did he practice, but was watching the children playing in front of him.

The children are not old, they all sit cross-legged on the ground to practice, and their tender little faces are even more serious.

However, the old man's eyes, who practiced the child seriously, not only did he not have any joy, but also was full of sorrow.

Zheng Ming glanced at the children who were practicing and frowned. Because the skills practiced by these children seemed to not only not improve their cultivation, but also gathered a large amount of purified chaotic energy in his body. Not to mention its use, what was even more hateful is that it damaged the internal organs of these children.

As an existence that surpassed the Great Sage, Zheng Ming saw through the problems of these methods at a glance, and his face suddenly became ugly.

The old man with a sad face made a trace of murderous intent flash in Zheng Ming's eyes.

"Grandpa, I've practiced it!" A little girl with a red headband and wearing a pink shorts stood up excitedly.

"Okay, okay, Huanhuan is so good!" The old man cleaned up the sadness in his eyes, then took out a rhizome from his pocket of unknown plant and handed it to the little girl, "Huanhuan is the first to complete it, and today's talisman root is Huanhuan's."

The little girl jumped up happily, but after taking the stem, she did not open her mouth, but rushed towards a row of stone houses quickly.

The old man looked at the leaving little girl and shook his head heavily, and the sadness on his face became even more serious.
Chapter completed!