Then a faint, almost transparent dragon shadow rushed towards the dryad, and its claws slammed into the dryad, shaking it with just one blow.

The dryad squeaked and screamed, struggled and shook frantically, a little afraid, the dragon was the lord of the living, and in lore was a god in its own right.

The majesty of the dragon could not be desecrated, and once again it condensed slightly and rushed towards the dryad.

Never die, if you win, Zhang Hao can live, and when he dies, he will be turned into nutrients and absorbed by the dryad.

The dryad was powerful, the strength was strange, and the dense whiskers crawled out of the body, adsorbed on the golden lotus, and at the same time, the golden power was drawn into his body and transformed into his own power.

The power of the golden lotus is very important to the dryad, and when he absorbs the power of the golden lotus, he actually makes a sound of dancing.

The dryad was as weird as a snake, and it actually gave up struggling, but instead firmly rooted in the golden lotus, wanting to devour it completely.

"If you want to eat me, I'll eat you first!" Zhang Hao's skin is like a dry tree trunk, without the slightest luster, the green tendons are as high as cement, his eyes are blood-red, hideous and terrifying, and his whole body is tightly tensed.

The madness in Zhang Hao's bones was completely stimulated, and his mental power became red, as if it was an iron rod that was about to turn into water, with convulsive pain.

Gradually, Zhang Hao's eyes became blurry, and there was a layer of white mist, as if he was wearing an eye patch, and he couldn't see clearly with soreness.

"I'm going to knock on your mouth full of teeth and see how you eat me." Zhang Hao's voice was hoarse and cracking, unpleasant like two stones rubbing against each other.

Bang

The sound of glass shattering sounded above the golden lotus, and the dense and tiny tentacles that were originally attached to the golden lotus curled away as if they had been roasted by flames.

The green demon tree was shrouded in the golden light emitted from the golden lotus, and gradually became like a swaying willow tree from the frantic struggle, and the tree exuded a quiet and fresh aura, carefully identifying that there was a trace of grandeur belonging to the golden lotus in this breath.

At the same time, the golden lotus conveys an indescribable joy.

The demon tree was wrapped in the golden lotus, and the breath of the two gradually merged together, the green breath began to spread like the breath of early spring, and where the green breath passed, the meridians began to recover, and the small dry cracked blood vessels began to heal, and even the light on the golden lotus was slowly recovering, just like a clear spring watering the dry earth, making the dead land full of life again.

Zhang Hao's tense body slowly relaxed, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, the feeling was as weak as a serious illness, and it hurt everywhere.

"Could it be that this is a martial art?" Zhang Hao's body stiffened suddenly, and he was in disbelief ecstasy.

The breath on the golden lotus is a little more tenacious than in the past, and the image of a demon tree appears on the same lotus leaf.

The demon tree is different from the mountain ape, it seems to have its own spirit, very young, just like a baby, but this baby's spirit is Zhang Hao's spirit, which is a very strange feeling.

"Talent heals, talent restores, talent regeneration!"

The natal talents of the three major demon trees were all transferred by the golden lotus, and the demon trees grew slowly and were ignorant, and they only knew how to devour powerful creatures, but unfortunately they met a high-level martial king when they devoured the Great Martial Sect.

The demon tree is different from people, people have no intention and will die, but the heart of the tree is just a part of the essence of the demon tree, which has been dug up, but the level will fall, but it will not die.

The real body is hidden in the soil, and among the few people nearby, Zhang Hao gives him the most comfortable perception, and even has a little bit of the same feeling, so he naturally found Zhang Hao.

From this moment on, Zhang Hao really relaxed, whether it was the Dragon Elephant or the Eight Desolation Tricks, it couldn't make Zhang Hao feel the slightest sense of relaxation, and the invisible pressure and tension were like a mountain pressing on his head.

"Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao!" Tiannan and Lu An stared at Zhang Hao tightly, Zhang Hao's expression was too terrifying, the skin on his body was like a dried corpse with blood drained for a while, and it was like leather that had been filled with gas, and even the position of his chest was constantly bulging, as if there was a monster in his body.

Tiannan's eyes flashed with a look of concern, "Zhang Hao, what's wrong with you, how do I feel that there is a powerful force generated in your body, has it formed a martial courage?" ”

Lu An frowned slightly, stretched out three fingers and touched Zhang Hao's wrist, and said suspiciously: "It's normal, it's just that the body is a little weak, but I have been seriously injured by a fifth-level rock tiger, and this recovery speed is already amazing." ”

Zhang Hao was afraid to wipe the blood beads that came out of his body and said: "I almost went mad, no wonder this dragon elephant has no one." ”

Most of the dragon elephants are rubbings, and there are many people who specialize in it, but there are very few people who are xiū'liàn, and there is no complete xiū'liàn route, and the highest achievement is only the king of martial arts, or the great martial sect.

Hearing Zhang Hao's explanation, Lu An comforted Zhang Hao a few words, Tiannan smiled and said: "If you don't die in a big disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, this dragon elephant is really magical, and I will learn for a few days if I have the opportunity." ”

The next morning, when the weather was cool and a thin mist was rising in the mountains, the crowd began to pack their belongings.

Zhang Hao noticed that the Great Martial Sect had broken away from the team, and Zi Mo had completely recovered, and even the aura on his body had become more condensed, and half of his feet had already entered the Martial Sect.

"Hey, I'm underestimating you." Martial King Zi Lao's eyes swept over Zhang Hao, a little surprised.

When Zi Mo heard Zi Lao's words, he immediately looked at Zhang Hao, but he couldn't see anything, and said casually: "Zhang Hao, your recovery speed is real." ”

After yesterday's cooperation, the cooperation of several people on the road again has a lot of tacit understanding, Zi Mo always rushes to the front, sharpens his martial courage, and survives several times in a few near-deaths, which impresses everyone.

Three days later, Zhang Hao and the others finally came to the Wolf King Cave, it is worth mentioning that in these three days, Zhang Hao has made rapid progress, his foundation is solid, and his level has also reached the peak of the fifth level of martial arts.

Mozi Mountain is as big as ** world, the crisis is in a hurry, and all kinds of broken corpses can be seen everywhere along the way, which is terrifying.

The mountain where the Howling Moon Wolf King is located is not too high, but the trees are verdant, there are more than a dozen ancient trees that are seven or eight people hugging each other, vigorous and simple, at the top of the mountain, I don't know what reason a big crack has been cracked from it, as if the brocade cloth has been torn apart from it, not only is it not as beautiful as it should be, but it has become very ugly, which is regrettable.

The mountain peak, which was supposed to be peaceful, was now a touch of blood red, with a fishy smell, and I don't know how many corpses had piled up in front of the cracks.

"I'll go, there are really a lot of people here." Lu An whistled, green tents could be seen everywhere, and crowds of people were scattered around the cracks, but no one dared to approach in front of the cracks.

"There are a few people from our academy." Tiannan looked around, and there were several groups of people who had the emblem of the ASEAN Command Academy on their chests like himself, and they were looking over curiously.

Zhang Hao had never seen these people, but he knew that these people were very strong, their bodies were extremely clean, and they couldn't see mud, blood, or even dust, which was amazing, just the guards standing behind these people had a terrifying and invincible momentum.

In the distance, a middle-aged man stood sideways behind the young man, nodded slightly, and strode towards Zhang Hao and the others.

"Young Master, please come over."

Zi Mo looked at the yellow-haired young man, his face suddenly changed slightly, he nodded and said, "Since the senior has invited, let's go over." ”

It was only a few steps away, and at this time, the yellow-haired young man turned his head, his face was handsome, with an indescribable cleanliness, even most women would be ashamed of themselves when they saw this young man.

"Stand by my side." The young man said as a matter of course, and he didn't have much surprise and respect when he saw Zi Lao, just like seeing an ordinary old man.

"Who are you, I've been in the academy for four years, why haven't I seen you?" Lu An asked grinningly, the hand cannon was constantly playing in his hand, dexterous as if juggling.

The young man laughed unexpectedly and said softly, "My name is Pei Chuxing." ”

Zhang Hao felt that this name was very familiar, but Lu An and the others exclaimed in surprise, with a hint of fanaticism on their faces, with respect, and naturally stood aside.

Zi Lao stood quietly to the side, suddenly looked at the middle-aged man, and asked, "Are you Pei Yao, the Pei Yao of the Pei family who killed the Blood King?" ”

The middle-aged man said calmly: "I am Pei Yao, but I don't know any blood king, and now I am the guard beside the young master." ”

Zi Lao is not talking, the Pei family is not a big family, but no one wants to provoke, just because every few years, the Pei family will always come out with one or two amazing and talented characters, Pei Yao in the past twenty years is one, and Pei Chuxing is one now, and I don't know who it is in the future.

Zhang Hao is an insignificant person, standing there, there are many people around, like a scenic spot in the previous life, which can be seen everywhere.

"Oh, who is this, haha, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you're still wearing this school uniform, do you say that you have poor talent, or do you say that you are thick-skinned and repeat grades?" In the distance, more than a dozen people drove an off-road vehicle to an arrogant emergency stop, and a middle-aged man jumped out of the car and looked at Pei Chuxing with an unhappy look.

Pei Chuxing frowned slightly when he saw this person, and snorted coldly: "Hou Qiang, do you want to die?" ”

Hou Qiang shrugged his shoulders and sneered: "I'm so scared, twenty years of martial arts, haha!" ”

"Do you want to die?" Pei Yao flashed in front of Hou Qiang, and a short blade of fine light in his hand flipped between the palms of his hands, ready to stab at any time.

Hou Qiang looked at the dagger on his chest, sneered, turned to leave, and waved his hand: "It's not interesting, Pei Chuxing, others say that you are a genius, but what I want to say is that you are a coward, you can't take that step in twenty years, you can't reach the Martial King in this life, and in ten years you will be the second Pei Yao of the Pei family." ”

Pei Chuxing was not affected in the slightest, but looked at the crack in the mountain opposite, the extremely ugly crack, not only him, but most of the people here were looking at the crack.

Lu An asked puzzledly, "Since you have arrived, why don't you go in." ”

"Because I don't know what's going on inside, there's not the slightest news from the people who entered." The corners of Pei Yao's eyebrows raised slightly, and the first few people who entered not only the Martial Sect but also a Martial King, but they were all like stones in the sea, and they didn't even send out any news.

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