Suddenly he stood up and found that Zi Xin was also opening her eyes not far away. Mi Xueer had not felt the strange energy fluctuation.

The moonlight sprinkled a layer of silver gauze on the valley, which was enough to allow Yang Zheng to see the movements in the distance.

There was no change in the field of view, and it was further away, and the mountains blocked the view.

Yang Zheng gently wiped Mixue'er's head, temporarily closing any feeling of her, and picked her up to Zi Xin.

"Do you feel it? What is it?"

He asked Zi Xin because Zi Xin's understanding of this world was obviously much deeper than that of him.

Zi Xin's eyes appeared in a faint green light, staring at the distance. After a moment, she flew up and said, "Go and take a look."

It had flew out of a thousand meters in an instant. Yang Zheng hurriedly followed and flew to the highest peak in the northwest of the valley, flying to the peak. The energy fluctuated into a strange roar. The clouds in the distance were dense, rolling and leaping. Occasionally, lightning-like light slashed through the night, extremely dazzling.

Strange sounds kept coming. Yang Zheng looked up and focused his spiritual energy on his eyes. Through the dense clouds, a black shadow flew out, then roared down, followed by a series of strange whistlings.

It was Xiao Hei, and it was more than 400 kilometers away from them in a straight line. If he hadn't flew to the top of this peak, he wouldn't have known that the guy had run so far.

What surprised Yang Zheng even more was that Xiao Hei's voice was very sharp, which was a sign of madness.

The tragic scream continued. He saw the little black machine gun shooting out blue fireballs, which were the demon dragon's signature attack on the hell flames, and a violent light burst out from the top of the mountain. The thunder waves in the sky, and the strong energy fluctuations had obviously caused a drastic change in the atmosphere. Various elements were crazily disturbed by super violent attacks, and sometimes deafening and terrifying screams.

I don’t know that there are creatures in this world that can make the little black crazy.

Just looking at that scene, Yang Zheng knew that Xiao Hei had attacked with all his might. He could imagine that it was not a one-sided battle.

Yang Zheng naturally knew Xiao Hei's terrifying strength, so he was shocked by how there was a terrifying existence nearby with Xiao Hei's level.

"Is it a human?" Yang Zheng asked when he saw that Zi's heart was not moved.

Zi Xin shook her head: "No, the magic dragon is already the top-level existence. Unless it has mastered the spiritual energy like us, it will never be a opponent of the magic dragon. I cannot feel the existence of the spiritual energy at present."

Yang Zheng was relieved. Since Zi Xin said that Xiao Hei would not lose, there was no need to be too much trouble. He stood at the top of the peak and continued to watch the game, but he still had not seen Xiao Hei's opponent.

There is only one reason to explain. That thing is much smaller than Xiao Hei.

The violent attack lasted almost overnight, and the battlefield had turned into a sea of ​​fire. The heat was rolled into a scorching wind and even blew to the peak where Yang Zheng was standing. Xiao Hei's hell flames could burn all organisms. What's more, it was the forest. Only the golden lightning that could be seen occasionally means that Xiao Hei's opponent was still alive.

Yang Zheng did not doubt that he was constantly bombarded by Xiao Hei, and he might have to avoid his brute force. No matter what, the existence of fighting against Xiao Hei was surprised by the defense alone.

In the early morning, I finally saw Xiao Hei circling like crazy, and almost overturned the entire mountain. Even the place where Yang Zheng was standing rumbled.

The battle seemed to be over, and Xiao Hei flew to the hillside here in disappointment.

When he flew over Yang Zheng's land, Xiao Hei was not angry either. He looked down and flew lazily into the valley, and headed into the river.

Yang Zheng saw that several bone spurs on Xiao Hei's body were broken, and several obviously burnt wounds were bleeding. His whole mental state was depressed. Yang Zheng was not worried about Xiao Hei. This guy was just a crazy beast. These injuries looked great, but to it, it was just a tickling.

What he was even more curious about was that he could make Xiao Hei like this guy.

Although Xiao Hei completely gained the upper hand from the scene, that guy should not be underestimated. Yang Zheng even confirmed that the guy escaped Xiao Hei's claws, otherwise Xiao Hei would not be so listless.

As Yang Zheng, who loves adventure at heart, if he doesn't understand, he may not be able to eat or eat in the future.

But now he still has companions and cannot act without permission.

Zi Xin suddenly said, "If you want to go and see, you can hand over Mixue'er to me and I'll watch it for you."

Yang Zheng was shocked. Is this a kind of progress? Zi Xin could actually take the initiative to take care of Mi Xueer. At this time, he noticed that Zi Xin was still carrying the garland.

He handed Mixue'er over to Zi Xin's hands, and he had no worries. Is Mixue'er safer with Zi Xin's care?

Yang Zhengfei came to the place where Xiao Hei fought. Along the way, he saw the shocking ruins of the battlefield.

All the trees in a radius of dozens of kilometers were swept away.

The trees here are all old trees that have lived in the primeval forest for hundreds of thousands of years. Most of them cannot be held back, but they are hit by huge forces like harvested rice fields. The dense stumps are wheat stubble. It is already raining in the sky, and the burning trees are strangely shaped.

More places are directly gasified calder fields, and even the rocks have turned into some volcanic ash-like powder, and the air is filled with a pungent smell.

This battlefield is so huge that it is left by Xiao Hei, and it is difficult for the naked eye to find the target.

However, Yang Zheng has the most magical power in the world. His spiritual energy spread out to capture countless information in the burning field of flames. He was attracted by a jumping golden flame, searching for the past, and found a red feather under the cover of scorched earth.

The feather has two fingers in length, its head is oval, and its hair is smooth like a mirror.

He carefully raised the feather, which was very strangely red. At this time, the first ray of sunlight came from the east, and the feathers were just bathed in the sunlight and suddenly changed. Under the sunlight, the dark red feathers suddenly turned golden. Yang Zheng felt that the energy of the sun was rushing into the feathers wildly. The gold color was not a reflection, but the energy of the sunlight caused the qualitative change of the feathers.

The heat on the feathers became more and more amazing, and Yang Zheng couldn't even bear it. He quickly used his spiritual power to block the connection between the feathers and the sunlight, which prevented the feathers from absorbing the energy of the sunlight again.

The analysis of the information on the feathers by the spiritual energy surprised Yang Zheng. In just a short moment, the energy contained in the golden feathers was a thousand times that of the red state, and this was the result of Yang Zheng blocking the contact between the feathers and the sunlight.

Yang Zheng was almost certain that the feather came from the creature that was fighting with Xiao Hei, and it also proved that the other party was indeed not a human.

He became more interested in this creature, and the feathers falling on his body could freely absorb the power of sunlight. This creature was simply described as horror.

He kept tracking the information in the air and found eleven golden feathers along the way. All of them were sealed with their spiritual power by Yang Zheng and carefully hid in his bag. The power of these golden feathers was amazing, and each one was a priceless treasure. He flew for countless ways, and even left the vast battlefield. The information was cut off from a cliff. I don’t know how the other party used to erase the traces.

Yang Zheng was a little unwilling to lie on the edge of the cliff. Looking down, the mountain wind blew, and countless branches on the cliff body blocked it, and the black holes were everywhere, and it was hard to see clearly.

It was almost noon, and Yang Zheng decided to take a chance. If he couldn't find the unknown creature, he wouldn't bother him. After all, there was something more important to do.

He flew off the cliff and searched all the way.

Soon, a nest woven with golden silk branches was found on a giant tree. Yang Zheng flew over excitedly. The nest was empty. Yang Zheng reached out to touch the blood at the bottom of the nest, which was still warm. It seemed that the guy was also quite miserable by Xiao Hei. Yang Zheng flew around, intuition or luck. Not long after, he found rough carving traces on a protruding rock halfway up the mountain. He punched him, and the rock burst, and a hidden cave appeared in front of him. A deep cave appeared on such a cliff, which must be a masterpiece of birds.

Yang Zheng was almost certain that the target had hid inside and flew to the deep hole without saying a word.

The mountain wind swept across the cave entrance, and Yang Zheng flew all the way toward the cave. It was very dry inside and not as damp as ordinary caves.

As the flight became brighter and brighter, there was light inside the cave.

Yang Zheng accelerated his speed and rushed into the deepest part of the cave. It was a cave that looked like a maze. Countless sunlight refracted through the bends of the hole and was reflected to the innermost point, and it was also covered with golden silk wood.

Hiding?

Yang Zheng smiled a little. He was sure that the other party was seriously injured, and he didn't look for it. He directly punched the punch in the hole. The force containing the spiritual energy was so fierce that it shocked the entire cliff with one punch. Countless stones burst into pieces in the cave. After a few punches, the entire cave was destroyed.

Finally, a strange bird cry came.

A faint red shadow rushed towards Yang Zheng like lightning.

Yang Zheng turned his head slightly, and a burning flame ignited his temples, but the speed was not enough. Yang Zheng tentatively found that the other party was extremely weak now, and he was not polite, and he slashed at Hongying with a knife.
Chapter completed!