After Chen Zining and others separated from Di Xiu and others, they walked forward all the way. In less than two hours, a majestic and fierce beast roar came from the front, and the sound of the stone split into the clouds, like a dragon roaring in the big lake, and a tiger roaring in the empty valley.
Everyone clearly felt the surrounding beasts suddenly quiet.
Several people stopped quickly, and Li Yishan asked in confusion: "The way we were walking was the direction when the Guangmu Tribe came. Could it be that the golden retriever they mentioned before?"
Fu Qiwei smiled and said, "It's possible."
Du Wenhua said: "Then let's take a detour. This kind of adult ancient beast, with our strength, will be done if it really meets it."
Yue Ling said with some worries: "How to surround it? The forest is so big, and I don't know where this strange beast is. Maybe it's okay if I don't surround it, but I just encounter it once I take a detour."
Having said that, everyone left the original route, turned the direction, and headed to the other side.
Two quarters of an hour later, Chen Zining, who was walking in the front, suddenly waved his hand, signaled his party to stop, and then found a hidden place on the high ground and hid his body.
Seeing this, the other people did not understand the situation, but they also followed suit.
After a while, on the ground not far away, five green blood men were holding a child in one hand and fleeing in a hurry. The speed was like a meteor rushing to the moon, all showing extraordinary cultivation. Behind these people,
Following a golden beast.
This strange beast looks like a magnified lion, with its head horns and nearly two feet tall. Its huge tail is more than three feet long, and there are two long fleshy beards on the side of its nose.
He was covered in golden retrievers and smoke was growing on his feet, and he looked like he was flying in the clouds.
Without reminding, Chen Zining and others soon knew the answer. This is the golden-haired ancient beast with the bloodline of the dragon zi squid. The one in front of him seemed to have just grown up and reached the strength of an eighth-level spirit beast, but for some reason
Appeared in the dark forest.
At this time, the last man in his fifties had been chased by golden retrievers within three feet. The fierce and cruel aura had completely enveloped him. He was about to die the next moment. This person was so anxious that he was full of anxiety.
My head was sweating and my face turned red, but I only hugged the two crying children tighter and refused to give up.
Seeing this, Chen Zining saved others by himself, and felt compassionate. Although he knew it was dangerous, he still decided to take action and said to Li Yishan and others: "You guys come to the canopy of the tree, and I'll go to save people."
Without any time to say anything, he leaped over and pounced on the ground.
The golden retriever opened his huge mouth wide and was about to swallow the person in front of him in one bite. Suddenly, dozens of sword lights were scattered from the top of his head, as fast as lightning, and contained a sharp and sharp aura, pointing directly to its head.
The golden retriever couldn't help but be angry, closed his mouth, sprayed two white smoke from his nose, rolled upwards, blocking dozens of sword lights, but immediately dozens of other sword lights from his body
It hit the side, disrupting its pace and had to stop.
The middle-aged man escaped from death. Seeing the golden retriever suddenly stopped, he couldn't help but wonder, and ran dozens of feet before looking back.
The other four green blood men also noticed the abnormality. When they looked back, they saw hundreds of cold and cold sword lights surrounding the golden hairpin like ink. A young man in blue clothes stood in the air.
, while blocking between them and the golden hairpin, a pattern that looks like silk but not silk, but not brocade is emitting bursts of light, floating above the man's head.
Chen Zining was concentrating on the strange beast in front of him that was equivalent to the realm of the Martial Emperor. He felt that the few people behind him stopped and quickly turned around and shouted: "You can't leave quickly! I can only stop it for a while."
After hearing this, the five green blood men woke up. Just as they were about to take a step, the middle-aged man hurriedly asked, "Di Hua, haven't you asked your honor to be the best name? Today's life-saving grace, the Guangmu tribe must have
Good rewards.”
Chen Zining smiled and said, "You ask Di Xiu to go."
One hundred and eight flying swords formed the most basic Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect formation, surrounding the golden retriever. The sword energy was like a cloak and broke into grass, and the gathering of bees was scattered, but the golden retriever in it was not at all embarrassed.
It looked like a faint smoke was sweeping around the beast's body. Once the spirit sword flew into this range, it was like a bird falling into a quagmire, and even if it had all its strength, it could not be used.
On the other hand, although the golden hairpin did not understand the principle of the formation, the two corners were blocked and the huge tail was thrown around, and he immediately disrupted the sword formation with brute force. Fortunately, Chen Zining was proficient in this formation and could repair the formation in a moment of thought.
If another person changes to preside over this sword picture, I am afraid I won’t be able to hold on for half a quarter of an hour.
This Wanjian Returning Sect Sword Picture was originally a setback after Chen Zining encountered Mei Tianyuan, who was in the realm of Wuhuang, so he made up his mind to create a formation picture that could compete with the Wuhuang-level powerhouse, but because of the materials
Not enough, only more than one hundred flying swords were created, not only were they far from the great perfect formation of 12,960 spiritual swords, but even the level of the flying sword was only a mere second level. If it could be achieved
Level 5, Six or Even Level 7 or Eight, I believe that even the fewest one hundred and eighth pieces can sweep the Martial Emperor and even the Martial Saint.
After the sword map was refined, Chen Zining failed to achieve his ultimate goal. This sword map also had a fight against the high-level martial master, but it was too difficult to face the martial emperor. Although the golden hairpin did not know the formation,
But the natural power of magical power is enough to make up for this defect.
Half a quarter of an hour passed, Chen Zining sweated on his head, and the true energy in his body began to dry up, and the golden hairpin trapped in the formation seemed to have begun to become a little impatient, and his strength became more and more powerful, with several flying swords at the horns of the other party.
When they met, cracks had appeared on the sword body. As long as the branded restrictions inside were destroyed, the flying sword would be unbearable.
Chen Zining made a quick decision, stroked his nails on his middle finger, popped up several drops of essence and blood, and hit the sword map above his head. The sword map was shining, turning into one hundred and eight white lights, and threw them into each spiritual sword.
These second-level spiritual weapons were immediately exaggerated, suppressing the momentum of the golden hair.
But Chen Zining knew that this was just a temporary illusion, just like a dying person returning to his mind, soon the sword formation would not be able to hold on. He immediately stepped on his feet and soared into the sky, and shouted to Fu Qiwei and others above the tree canopy:
"Go away!"
The eight people used their own light body skills and swept away the branches and leaves of the treetops with all their might. After less than ten breaths, a loud bang came from behind, and then a white light flew into Chen Zining's hands. Chen Zining dimmed the luster.
The obviously damaged sword map was held in his hand. When he explored his spiritual consciousness, he saw that only seventy-two spiritual swords were collected inside. There was no need to think of the outcome of the other thirty-six spiritual swords. Chen Zining also knew that it must be a ban.
Destroy, lose spirituality or break and shatter.
Then there was a roar, and a powerful aura swept towards this side. Everyone was shocked, knowing that they had been targeted by the golden retriever.
Sure enough, when everyone looked back, they saw that the golden hairpin gave up the green blooded men and chased them. The huge body was like a feather, stepping on the dense branches and leaves, and the speed was even higher than that of them.
quick!
PS: There is another update at 20 o'clock in the evening. The fishermen and woodcutter exchanged the scenes over and over again. I wonder if you are used to it?