Half a day ago.

Within tens of thousands of miles of the battlefield of human and demon ruins.

Zhao Ling'er, who was alone, easily killed many demonic beasts with the power of thunder and lightning, and was targeted by an alternate saint son of the Beidou Holy Land.

Although this alternate Holy Son showed good intentions at the beginning, Zhao Ling'er, who inherited the inheritance of the Mixed Yuan Emperor, had the power of her divine sense comparable to the Jindan Realm, but she could sense a wisp of malice in the heart of this Holy Son.

I wanted to get rid of his entanglement, but I didn't expect that this alternate saint son of the Beidou Holy Land revealed his true nature, he was a half-demon of the Peng clan, and with his Jindan Realm Triple Heaven cultivation, his speed was a few points faster than Zhao Ling'er's thunder and lightning speed.

In desperation, Zhao Ling'er remembered the teleportation talisman that Lin Xuan handed over to him, and got rid of the fatal blow of this half-demon saint son in a moment.

But when Zhao Ling'er finally teleported, she also suffered some minor injuries.

Covering an area of dozens of miles by the lake.

Xuanyuan Changqing, the alternate saint son of the Beidou Holy Son, was originally wearing a black robe, which was pierced by the iron feathers on his body, and after the wide wings on his back were unfolded, they covered the sky and the sun like two dark clouds.

At this time, Xuanyuan Changqing was standing in a pit several feet deep.

A pair of sharp eagle eyes locked on a small pool of blood on the ground, and the bottom of his eyes was full of Sen Han's killing intent.

"That fluctuation just now is the power of space-time teleportation, I didn't expect that a disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land would have such a level of supreme treasure on his body!"

Xuanyuan Changqing's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.

"You must not let her run away, she has seen my true identity, if this guy runs away, then I will be finished!"

As soon as Xuanyuan Changqing's right hand was raised, the small pool of blood on the ground was peeled away from the soil and condensed into a blood the size of a grain of rice.

Immediately, from the storage bag he carried, he took out a palm-sized bronze ancient mirror.

This mirror was given by the elders of the Peng clan, and it is a seven-grade tracking magic weapon, as long as there is the blood of the enemy on the body, or personal belongings, it can track the enemy's location within a radius of 20,000 miles.

And Xuanyuan Changqing also relied on the bronze ancient mirror to kill two core disciples with high potential in the Beidou Holy Land.

Originally, he had a third goal, but in the process, after meeting Zhao Ling'er and knowing that she was a disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, Xuanyuan Changqing moved to kill.

Some time ago, the long-planned Nine Dragons City of the Heavenly Dapeng Clan was originally about to succeed, but it was ruined by the people of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, and this matter naturally couldn't be just settled.

Therefore, their patriarch even ordered that once all the clansmen of the Tongtian Dapeng clan in Dongzhou encountered the disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, they would use all means to eradicate the other party.

Come back to your senses.

Xuanyuan Changqing punched out several seals with both hands, and the demonic qi was like the water that broke the embankment, frantically injecting into the bronze ancient mirror.

"Enlightenment!"

After the last seal was played, Xuanyuan Changqing let out a low snort.

As soon as the words fell, a layer of ripples like water appeared on the bronze ancient mirror.

At the same time, a pulling force came out, swallowing the blood left by Zhao Ling'er into it, like ice and snow melting, which was amazing.

Then.

On the frame of the ancient mirror, there were a few stripes of light, and on the surface of the mirror like water, a golden arrow appeared, and showed a direction to Xuanyuan Changqing.

"Yes, I'd like to see where you run this time!"

Call!

At the moment when the direction sign came out, the pure black iron wing behind Xuanyuan Changqing, after a few crazy strokes, turned into a frightening black light, and galloped towards the southeast at a very fast speed.

A quarter of an hour ago.

Six thousand miles to the southeast.

Everywhere in the dead woods.

The rotting branches and leaves on the ground emitted a pungent smell, and in the depths of the dead woods, there was a faint sound of ghosts biting each other, and the atmosphere was eerie and terrifying.

Under a thick dead tree surrounded by two people.

Zhao Ling'er, who had changed into a black robe, leaned against the dead tree with a slightly pale face, her right hand hung on one side a little weakly, and drops of pitch-black blood fell on the dead leaves on the ground, making a sound like sulfuric acid corrosion.

In the silent dead woods, it clearly reached Zhao Ling'er's ears.

"I didn't expect that Peng Demon's feathers were poisonous!"

Zhao Ling'er felt the extremely aggressive toxin in her right arm, and as soon as her mind moved, the pure thunder and lightning in her body instantly wrapped the fist-sized toxin in her right arm.

Sting!

The furious thunder and lightning jumped up from Zhao Ling'er's right arm, and cleaned up the Peng Demon's toxins, losing a lot of thunder power in her body.

Immediately, the wound on her right arm began to heal.

Right now.

The Qi refining ghosts who heard movement in the dead forest rushed towards him from all directions like a tide.

Most of them are insects in the dead forest, infected by resentment, and have become giant insect monsters.

Zhao Ling'er's heart moved.

A three-foot thunder shield protected her.

All of these nearly a thousand Qi Refining Ghosts rushed up without fear of death, and all of them were turned into ashes by electricity.

In just a dozen breaths, most of the Qi Refining Realm ghosts in this dead forest have all committed suicide.

Zhao Ling'er took out a few Hui Ling Pills from the storage bag and swallowed them, and her face gradually improved.

Meantime.

Zhao Ling'er didn't dare to relax her guard.

The Peng demon who pretended to be the Holy Son of the Big Dipper, in terms of strength and speed, was much faster than her, like this kind of monster disguised as an human race, but there were some ways to hide and chase people.

Come to think of it.

Zhao Ling'er thought about using her identity token to send a distress signal, but when she picked up the token hanging from her waist, she saw that the token was pierced by an iron feather, which was naturally useless.

Now I can only go around to find some Nine Heavens Holy Land or other disciples of the Beidou Holy Son.

Zhao Ling'er thought.

Right now.

Within the scope of Zhao Ling'er's divine sense, an extremely fast afterimage suddenly broke in.

In an instant, it spanned a distance of 100 zhang, and the speed was amazing.

"This breath, it's that Peng demon, how can it be so fast!"

Zhao Ling'er was shocked in her heart, and at the same time, her feet turned into a blue lightning and galloped away in the opposite direction.

She has a teleportation talisman in her hand, which means that she only has one chance to get rid of this Peng demon.

Zhao Ling'er had just inherited the Mixed Yuan Qi Technique, and the Peng Demon was already good at speed, and the distance between the two was quickly shortened a lot.

It's a thousand meters away, and it's still getting closer.

A thousand meters!

Eight hundred meters!

Seven hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

"Humph!"

Seeing that the distance was already very close, Xuanyuan Changqing's wings flapped, and countless iron feathers contaminated with poison turned into two black torrents like a flying knife with a sharp handle, and slammed towards Zhao Ling'er who was a hundred meters away.

"Thunder Cover!"

Zhao Ling'er's heart moved, and a thunderbolt cover several inches thick protected it, and suddenly there was a crackling electric shock.

At the same time, Zhao Ling'er's speed also decreased.

"Good chance!" Xuanyuan Changqing behind Zhao Ling'er, his pupils shrank, and his speed was a few points faster, reaching the top of Zhao Ling'er's head.

and summoned his natal magic weapon, a giant hammer like a hill, and smashed Zhao Ling'er to the ground.