Three more outbreaks to make up!

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Hidden in the shadows of the night, a tall figure like a bamboo pole stepped out, shrouded in dark hats and big commands, revealing an old and withered palm, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Don't panic, Xiaoyou, the old man is the personal guard of the fourth prince Gao Yu, and he is specially ordered by His Royal Highness to take Xiaoyou to the Imperial City of Middle-earth." ”

When Zhao Shenbi heard this, he raised his eyebrows, but he still maintained extreme vigilance, the remaining gray thunder in his hand was vibrating, and the other hand tightly grasped several three-grade talisman seals, and if there was a slight mistake, he would activate them all.

The old man smiled bitterly, and immediately took out a jade plaque with a whole body of red gold from his arms, exuding a strong dragon spirit, on which the word "Gao Yu" was written in ancient Chinese, solemn and majestic, and even contained a trace of Gao Yu's essence and blood, unless Gao Yu was captured and killed, it was impossible to forge such an identity token.

Seeing this jade plaque, Zhao Shenbi finally breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body slowly relaxed, and he looked at the old man who claimed to be a guard, but had a terrifying cultivation close to the Yuan Infant Realm.

However, compared to Zhao Shenbi's shock, the old man with a hat was even more shocked in his heart, like a stormy wave.

Since Gao Yu instructed him to escort Zhao Shenbi, he had calculated the time, and as soon as the Tianmen ferry arrived at the edge of Zhongzhou, he was already waiting at the ferry.

However, no matter how he searched, even at the expense of huge spiritual power to exert his magical powers, he failed to perceive Zhao Shenbi's traces, and only then did he react in hindsight, Zhao Shenbi was very likely to leave the ferry in advance.

In a hurry, the old man in the hat fled as far away, and on the other hand, he scattered his soul power, trying to capture some traces of Zhao Shenbi's departure, just when he was helpless, he suddenly sensed that in the high altitude in the distance, there seemed to be a fluctuation of fighting techniques, and he immediately rushed away non-stop.

However, when he hid his figure and arrived at this battlefield, the last scene he saw was that Zhao Shenbi urged the dark and strange spirit weapon dagger to completely shatter the spirit of Liu Zhaoling, who was in the late stage of the Jiedan Realm, and couldn't help but make his complexion change wildly, and even his breath was greatly disordered, which made Zhao Shenbi discover his figure.

Regarding Gao Yu's evaluation of this Donglin Sect Daozi, the old man of the hat would have been skeptical before, but after witnessing this unbelievable scene with his own eyes, the tall young man in front of him, who was only in the middle of his long journey, suddenly became mysterious in his eyes, and he also believed Gao Yu's words nine times out of ten.

As if sensing the look of doubt in Zhao Shenbi's eyes, the old man hurriedly explained the ins and outs of the matter to Zhao Shenbi, and then took the initiative to step forward and output a majestic and gentle aura to protect Zhao Shenbi's body.

At the moment, Zhao Shenbi's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were only left with white bones, but he looked accustomed to it, without the slightest expression of pain on his face, and arched his hand towards the old man in the hat: "This time, there are seniors who have worked hard, and I am really grateful to have come from thousands of miles to escort him." ”

Under the hat, there was a wry smile from the old man, "Xiaoyou, don't talk about it anymore, the old man is really ashamed of His Royal Highness, not only passed by Xiaoyou, but also carelessly neglected, almost let Liu Zhaoling's trick succeed, if it weren't for Xiaoyou, who was far beyond ordinary people and killed him, I'm afraid the old man would have to go to see His Highness." Xiaoyou, don't call me a senior, it's okay for you and me to get along with each other?"

After Zhao Shenbi was stunned for a moment, he said with some embarrassment: "The predecessors are falsely praised, but they can't travel far to cultivate, and the predecessors are the big people in the Tianhe Continent, and it seems that they are only a stone's throw away from turning into a baby, how dare I be rude and intersect with my predecessors." ”

As Zhao Shenbi continued to absorb the spiritual power he sent, like a bottomless pit, it made the old man in the hat more and more frightened, and he laughed without hesitation: "The old slave is just a servant under the command of the Gao family, how dare he call it a big man, but Xiaoyou can kill Liu Zhaoling, the old devil, and show the Jindan combat power, what does it matter if he intersects with the old man?"

After Zhao Shenbi suppressed the tidal pain and tiredness in his heart, he waved his hand, "It is not difficult for the seniors to see that they have used many life-saving means in the lower ranks, and even the natal sword qi given by his father has been exhausted, so he can be killed in a desperate situation, and he really can't count his own strength." ”

However, when the old man heard this, he didn't think so, and immediately said: "Xiaoyou's words are wrong, no matter what kind of means, as long as it is the power that you can control, it can be counted as your own strength, otherwise when you fight with others, what is the use of these means? Brother Zhao doesn't have to be modest, the old man's name is Liu Zhengyang, if you don't dislike my status as a slave, just call me Brother Liu!"

When Zhao Shenbi heard this, he no longer insisted, and replied with a smile: "Since this is the case, the little brother is no longer hypocritical, now I am seriously injured and need to breathe well, and then the journey will be escorted by Brother Liu." ”

When Liu Zhengyang heard this, he immediately patted his chest and said: "Little brother, don't worry, escorted by the old man, no one can hurt you below the Yuan Baby, as for the Yuan Infant Grand Monk, the current situation is turbulent, I am afraid that he will not dare to make any action at all." ”

After Zhao Shenbi nodded, his brows moved, as if he suddenly remembered something, his body suddenly moved, and he fell straight into the earth from a high altitude, and after Liu Zhaoling's body was killed, the two storage bags scattered in the forest rolled up, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, before he rose from the ground again and returned to Liu Zhengyang's side.

Liu Zhengyang didn't have any objection to this at all, after all, Liu Zhaoling was killed by Zhao Shenbi independently, and the spoils naturally belonged to him, although he was also very curious in his heart, and he was full of speculation about the treasures of Liu Zhaoling, who was the second elder of the Blood Luo Sect, but he also knew the proportions, and he didn't ask at all.

I saw that with a wave of his thin arm, a small and delicate treasure hall swept out, growing in the wind, turning into an attic close to ten zhang in size, with a pale gold body, exuding bursts of light and extremely light wind attribute aura.

He smiled at Zhao Shenbi and said: "The next day, I will ask the little brother Zhao to settle in the old man's flying magic weapon - Yingluan Pavilion, so that he can take care of his injuries, and after arriving in the imperial city, His Royal Highness will explain all the matters to you and arrange the pill to restore your physical wounds." ”

Zhao Shenbi nodded, and with a sweep of his figure, he entered the Yingluan Pavilion, looked around at the simple and solemn stone buildings inside, sat cross-legged on a circular stone platform arched from the ground, and closed his eyes and concentrated.

And Liu Zhengyang lightly touched his feet, and did not enter the magic weapon, but stood on top of the attic, his figure frozen in the cold moonlight, standing alone.

As soon as the aura around the Eagle Luan Pavilion surged, it turned into a burst of rapid wind power, urging the magic weapon to rush towards Middle-earth at a terrifying speed that was unimaginably unimaginable.

In particular, the exhaust gas formed by the attic penetrating the air spread out wisps of dazzling golden light, and even mixed with some meager dragon qi, piercing the dark night sky, making some monks who happened to witness this scene feel shocked, and they recognized at a glance that this was the monk under the command of the Tianhe Gao clan.

No one dared to respond to its edge.

After feeling this terrifying magic weapon that can be described as piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, Zhao Shenbi couldn't help but think of the wind and thunder Xuanzhou that was completely turned into waste by Liu Zhaoling's blow, and couldn't help but sigh with regret.

Although the Wind Thunder Xuanzhou is not a high-level treasure, it is just a spiritual weapon, but after all, it is the first flying treasure that Zhao Shenbi has in the true sense since his reincarnation in this life.

Now that the spirit boat has been destroyed, it is not possible to talk about the heartache, but after all, it is still more or less lost.

Thinking of this, Zhao Shenbi smiled bitterly and shook his head gently.

When he was a man in his previous life, his master Dao Zhenzi admonished him many times, the road is ruthless, and he goes alone, but he should be condensed, do not dwell on the past, but be brave and diligent, and go all the way.

But he still couldn't help but miss the old days.

Just like even if he is reincarnated and rebuilt, after being a human again, he still can't forget the past in his previous life, the days and nights of the 100,000 years of the Wheel Palace, the love of preaching, and the grace of teaching.

Just like a spirit weapon flying boat that is not enough to worry about, it can also cause ripples and touches in his heart.

He took a deep breath and stopped thinking deeply, but slowly breathed his breath, constantly repairing the terrifying injuries in his body, which could be described as full of holes, and swept forward at a rapid pace in the air.

A day later, the majestic Imperial City of Middle-earth seemed to have faintly appeared in view.

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