Not only Ge Yan was puzzled, but even Ling Zikai, who was sitting on the back of a black-maned red horse, felt extremely shocked at this time.

Just as he had not gone far from running down the mountain, in the distance, he saw a black-maned red horse galloping towards him, as fast as lightning.

Ling Zikai originally wanted to release the Ancestral God Consciousness and control the wild horse, but before he could react, the wild horse had already come to him. Not to mention controlling the other party, if you are a little slow, you will be trampled by the horse's hooves and die.

In the midst of the crisis, Ling Zikai hurriedly dodged to the side, and at the same time used the ancestral god energy to punch the wild horse in the air.

The energy that burst out of the body formed an invisible barrier in front of him.

The wild horse that came galloping crashed headlong into the energy barrier, and actually broke through the barrier directly, but fortunately, after being blocked, his body paused slightly.

At this moment, Ling Zikai jumped up, turned over and sat on horseback.

He rode a horse a few times after arriving at the sea of clouds, and he had already tamed it, and with the reins of the saddle, he stood there obediently waiting for the family horse he sat on. At best, he is a rookie, and he has never learned the art of horseback riding.

At this time, he rolled over the smooth back of the horse and almost fell off the other side. Fortunately, in a panic, he lay his whole body on the horse's back and put his hands tightly around the horse's neck.

The black-maned red horse, which had broken through the energy barrier, continued to run forward. After feeling someone riding on his back, he became even more angry, and occasionally turned around during his run, or tilted the back half of his body in an attempt to throw the person on his back off.

In the whistling wind, Ling Zikai felt that his eyes were difficult to open, so he simply closed them, and at the same time slowly released his consciousness. The surrounding scene appeared in my mind, constantly changing, and the weeds around me quickly retreated backwards.

That's a lot of speed!

That's the same speed as a car traveling at 100 yards per hour on the highway!

Ling Zikai, who was secretly surprised, temporarily gave up the idea of subduing the wild horse with his consciousness, and let it gallop on the grassland. He wanted to see how long the wild horse could run, and where he wanted to take him.

Unexpectedly, the black-maned red horse has been running at high speed for nearly half an hour, passing several horse farms along the way.

The sight of a wild horse speeding by like lightning frightened the people and horses in the stable. Vaguely, Ling Zikai also heard someone exclaim: "Oh my God, this can't be a Pegasus who escaped from the sky!"

"I can't be dazzled, why is there still someone riding on that horse!"

When the speed of the black-maned red horse began to slow down, Ling Zikai dived his consciousness into its mind, at first, the black-maned red horse still wanted to resist, but the current ancestral god consciousness was far from being comparable to when he surrendered the jujube red horse, and it was completely a sacrosanct coercion that directly suppressed the opponent.

The wild black-maned red horse immediately fell silent and stopped.

After running down this way, Ling Zikai was also tired, turned over and rolled off the horse, and sat on a stone next to him to rest.

But when he regained his breath, he began to look at the black-maned red horse in front of him.

Compared with the Mongolian horses seen in the Geyan Horse Farm, the black-maned horse in front of him is not tall, but the structure is well-proportioned and compact, with long and oblique shoulder blades, obvious tendons, and clear joints in the limbs, which looks full of explosive power. The fiery red one is like a burning flame, and it shines brightly. The black mane was scattered around the neck, flowing with wild unruliness.

At this time, he was raising his head, a pair of large, bright, and slightly cunning eyes looked at Ling Zikai, as if he was guessing his origin.

A pair of small triangular ears stand high above the door of the head, as if listening to the occasional reading movements around them at any time, which is particularly alert.

After resting for a while, Ling Zikai stood up and walked to a meter away from the black-maned horse, slowly withdrawing consciousness from its mind.

It is said that wild horses are difficult to tame, and Ling Zikai wanted to try whether he could make it surrender to himself without the control of the ancestral god consciousness.

At the moment when the black-maned horse regained consciousness, it suddenly turned around, raised its hind hooves, and kicked at Ling Zikai fiercely.

Ling Zikai had long been wary of its abnormal movements, and when its hind hooves were just raised, he took several steps back to avoid the raised hooves.

After the black-maned horse missed, it did not stop, and raised its hooves to run forward.

Ling Zikai's consciousness didn't leave its mind at all, seeing that it wanted to escape, how could it let it get its wish, and while regaining control of the black-maned horse, a storm rolled up in its mind.

Under the severe pain in his brain, the front half of the black-maned horse's body stood high, and a neighing came out of his mouth, which looked very painful.

Ling Zikai just wanted to punish it once, and he didn't really hurt it, so he didn't continue to attack.

After the mind returns to calm. The black-maned horse stood there honestly, looking at Ling Zikai's gaze with a little fear.

On the issue of how to subdue animals, Ling Zikai has accumulated a lot of experience, and knows that the best way is to give a sweet date after hitting a stick. So after the black-maned horse came down honestly, he injected a stream of ancestral god energy into its body.

When the energy in the body full of vitality entered the body, the black-maned horse couldn't help but neigh, and the hostility towards Ling Zikai disappeared without a trace, and after making a circle in the same place, he finally lowered his arrogant horse's head, flicked his tail, and trotted to Ling Zikai's side.

Ling Zikai stretched out his arm and touched its forehead.

The black-maned horse didn't dodge, letting Ling Zikai caress his body and rubbing his body with his head.

Ling Zikai gently patted the black-maned horse's neck and said, "As long as you recognize me as the master, I can give you the energy of the ancestral god and make you the most outstanding horse on this grassland, how about it!"

The black-maned horse seemed to understand Ling Zikai's words, and took a few steps with his front hooves.

Ling Zikai grabbed its mane, turned over and sat up, and gave it an order with his consciousness: "Okay, now take those companions who are looking for you, and I will pick another horse for Sister Cuckoo!"

The black-maned horse raised its head, trotted some distance, and then galloped again.

This time, the speed of the black-maned horse was still running fast, but Ling Zikai, who was sitting on his back, completely lost his previous embarrassment under the bumps, gently grabbed the mane with his hands, and sandwiched the horse's belly between his legs, allowing the black-maned horse to gallop on the grassland like a flat foot.

The black-maned horse led Ling Zikai towards the rolling Xing'an Mountains in the distance.

It didn't take long for you to enter a wide canyon.

From afar, Ling Zikai saw a herd of more than 30 wild horses gathered in the mountains and forests in the valley, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.