Paka Island was overgrown with bushes, and Geng Zhiming took time and effort to turn around and did not find the enemy, but the clothes on his body were cut several times by the branches.

Geng Zhiming was a little tired and found a place to sit down. He glanced at the torn clothes on his body and snorted coldly with disdain;

This kind of naïve means of revenge can also be done by Geng Yuanming. ”

After saying this, he was inexplicably a little annoyed, and picked up a stone and threw it at the nearby bushes.

The stone tumbled a few times, alarming a squirrel that was foraging. The little one tilted his head curiously, and gently flicked the pebble that scared him with his little paws.

After a while, the little guy lost interest in this dumb melon who couldn't move, and jumped to the other side to play, and his clever and cute appearance made Geng Zhiming happy.

Wait a minute...... Why are there squirrels out there this season?

A huge mystery rose in Geng Zhiming's heart, he stood up and groped lightly in the direction where the squirrel had fled. After crossing a low fallen log, Geng Zhiming stopped.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

In front of him is a huge hot spring, near the spring green grass, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, bees and butterflies flying in it, Geng Zhiming's ears even faintly heard the song of birds.

"Is there an intermittent hot spring......... Geng Zhiming suddenly said, "I really didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful scenery in such a barren place." ”

Geng Zhiming approached the spring a little obsessively, he hadn't seen such a scene in a long time. When he was a child, he was trapped in the high-walled compound of the Ling Mansion, and as far as the eye could see, there was a boxy sky; Later, he was driven out of the capital by Chu Xinling's mother and son, but he only had time to take a look at Qingyun Mountain in Yuezhou. He was accompanied by the winds and blizzards on the border on this long military journey.

Wait, in this hot spring...... There's a feathered man?

Because the fog was too heavy, Geng Zhiming walked to the edge of the hot spring before he saw the half-naked feathered man soaking in the spring water.

That feathered man was pale, his eyes were closed, if it weren't for the wings still stretched out vigorously behind his back, Geng Zhiming would probably think he was a dead man.

Geng Zhiming stretched out his right hand to Qingshuang, although he didn't know why there were feather people soaking in the hot springs here, but for this kind of unexpected enemy, it was always right to be careful.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes!

The intense light that erupted from his eyes dispelled the mist, and his true face was completely revealed in front of Geng Zhiming.

When he saw the face of the feather man clearly, Geng Zhiming's heart seemed to skip a beat.

Ruochen was woken up by Geng Zhiming.

"Ruochen! Hurry up! The military department has an urgent order for us to move immediately!" Geng Zhiming's tone was full of anxiety.

Ruochen, who was a little sober just now, heard this, and immediately bounced up. This is Ruochen's style, no matter how much he has doubts about Geng Zhiming's instructions, as long as Geng Zhiming doesn't say it, he will never ask.

"You don't have to wait for anyone, you will retreat to Zhennan Pass immediately after you finish packing!" Geng Zhiming spoke very quickly, "I'll notify the others!" Geng Zhiming left after speaking.

Ruochen's movements slowed down. He looked at the direction Geng Zhiming had left, thoughtful.

Hot springs.

"Are you a sentinel on this island? are you using the doppelganger technique to get your companions to escape?" The man of the Yu clan put on his clothes and showed a dangerous smile at Geng Zhiming, "It's really affectionate and righteous, but do you think they can escape?"

"The more I delay you, the more hope they have. Geng Zhiming slowly pulled out the "green frost".

"Hold me back?" The feathered man seemed to hear a big joke, "Boy, do you know who is standing in front of you?"

"Of course you do, Venerable Wuji Sanar. Geng Zhiming pretended to be relaxed.

"You know me, and you dare to talk about it?" Sanar gave him a playful look.

"If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?" Geng Zhiming clenched the sword in his hand.

When he met Sanar, one of the three deities of the Yu clan, Ling knew that he was more than lucky. Looking at the entire Yunyin Emperor Garden, only the three generals of the military department and Ling Daoyuan could defeat the three masters of the Yu clan head-on. With Geng Zhiming's current strength, fighting against the three statues is tantamount to an egg hitting a stone. However, it was the Wuji Venerable who met him, which could be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. This person has always been known for his arrogance and his penchant for teasing opponents who are lower than him, which is the only chance for Geng Zhiming and his gang to survive.

"Interesting, it's been a long time since I've met such a stupid human," Sanar said with a playful smile on his face, "In that case, then I'll accompany you...... Have fun?"

With a flick of his finger, a blade of light struck Geng Zhiming.

Geng Zhiming didn't dare to be careless, his whole body was tense, and he slashed out with a sword!

"Green Dragon Yin!"

Behind Geng Zhiming, a cyan dragon loomed, and wherever the sword blade went, there was really a dragon arrogant Nine Heavens.

But even with such an offensive, colliding with the light blade released by Sanar's hand, not only did he fail to bargain at all, but Geng Zhiming was shocked and took a few steps back

"Sixth-Order Spiritual Technique?" Sanar glanced at Geng Zhiming in surprise, "Are you a Heaven Transformation Realm Spirit Master? Everywhere you put it, you're a first-class genius, right?

Geng Zhiming didn't speak, just looked at him fixedly.

"Well, how about coming to the Feather Clan?" Sanar hooked his finger at him, "Isn't it a hundred times better to make you a high-ranking officer than to be a sentry here?"

"My surname is Ling Mingyun, and I am the sixteenth great-great-grandson of the Ling family in the capital, are you sure that I will not be torn to pieces by you if I go to the Yu Clan?" Geng Zhiming scoffed.

"It turns out that you are that Geng Zhiming!" Sanar was stunned for a moment, and Xuan immediately laughed, "Interesting, it's so interesting, the peerless genius of the human race has fallen into my hands, I want to see, bring your head back, what will be the expressions of those two old guys?"

Geng Zhiming didn't answer, his eyes kept glued to Sanar, for fear of a surprise attack.

"However, it's too boring to kill you like this," you tilted your head, "Well, if you can take my three moves, I'll let you go, how about it?"

"It's a deal. Geng Zhiming said coldly.

"Good!" Sanar laughed.

At the same time, a light knife that had been magnified several times had swept in!

"White Tiger Roar!" Geng Zhiming's hands are sealed, and he attacks with all his might!

It's a pity that this time Sanar is obviously much more serious, and the white tiger condensed by Geng Zhiming has turned into nothingness before he can resist even a breath, and Geng Zhiming himself has been thrown out fiercely.

"Hey, can you still stand up?" Sanar fiddled with his fingers in boredom, "The Terrans won't be at this level on the first day, right?"

"Don't worry, you can't die!" In the grass in the distance, Geng Zhiming staggered to his feet.

"Ready," Sannar excited, "Second move!"

The same blade of light, only with a larger circle. He didn't even bother to change his moves.

"Xuanmen Dunjia!" Geng Zhiming looked up to the sky and yelled.

This is a seventh-order spiritual technique, which is already beyond the scope of his body's acceptance, but for Ruochen's sake, for the sake of those two brothers who followed him from birth to death, he has to take this move no matter what!

A huge explosion sounded, and Geng Zhiming's whole person was blasted out, and the crimson blood crossed a graceful arc in the air.

Sanar's heart moved, and he teleported to Geng Zhiming's side.

Geng Zhiming fell to the ground, and the blood stains had stained his shirt red, which was shocking.

The light blade and the backlash caused by forcibly crossing the level and using the spirit art, even if it is not fatal, can definitely hit Geng Zhiming hard.

"Hey, it's about to succeed, why don't you hurry up for you and your little friends?" Sanar kicked Geng Zhiming in the head.

Geng Zhiming's nails sank deep into the dirt, and his knuckles began to turn white from the exertion. He braced himself with trembling arms and tried to get up from the ground.

"Yes, that's it!" Sannar shouted excitedly, "Stand up!

Sanar was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he liked the feeling of giving hope and destroying it with his own hands, not to mention that there was a genius on the other side who had never met in 10,000 years! That kind of guy must be very proud, right? Must not have suffered such a blow? It must be more unwilling and painful than ordinary people before they died, right?

Geng Zhiming's eyes were almost soaked in blood, but he could still see Sanar's sickly laughter.

"Heh......" Geng Zhiming said in a subtle and imperceptible voice, "you don't know...... Do you need all your strength to tie up the lion and the rabbit?"