In the mist, Duanmu Shi's face was solemn, and despite the ancient jade plate, the seven of them were still cautious.

There was danger lurking in the spiritual veins, and they didn't dare to relax in any way.

"That's... Five-colored deer, spirit rabbit!"

"Peak Lord, did there really exist an immortal in this place?"

Several middle-aged people looked away, although their Ethereal Peak was the first sect in Huaxia, they had never seen an immortal.

"Isn't the Heavenly Maiden an immortal? There are many things in this world that we don't know. Although the woman's heart was surprised, her face was indifferent.

"Sect Master Duanmu, the strange beast you saw has really surpassed the fourth layer of the Tribulation Realm?"

Behind Lord Xia Feng, a middle-aged martial artist said cautiously.

A beast on the fourth layer of the super transition robbery realm, an absolute bodyguard in combat effectiveness.

"You can't be wrong, that beast looks like a white lion, two stories tall. Duanmushi nodded.

On that day, Mu Shi at the back end of this mysterious place thought for a long time before deciding to notify the Ethereal Peak.

After all, Ethereal Peak is the first sect in Huaxia.

It was impossible for their Sword Sect alone to defeat that white lion.

Today, they have a total of seven Tribulation Realm powers, and it is for this spiritual vein.

And the magic weapon in it.

The spiritual veins are ethereal peaks, and no one dares to grab them.

As for the magic weapons left by the immortals, those who see the treasures have a share.

Ling Hao quickly passed by the seven people, ignoring them.

Climbing all the way, soon a mountain range like a black dragon appeared in front of Ling Hao.

On the top of the mountain range, a tall camellia tree blooms with a strange light, which looks extremely mysterious under the irrigation of the aura.

"Immortal Tea Tree!"

Ling Hao looked at it from afar, his eyes flashing with a strange color.

It was the first time he had seen such a sight on earth, and he believed what the old man said about the birdcage.

This place is very likely to be the territory of a certain immortal cultivator sect in ancient times.

"Find the spirit vein first. ”

Ling Hao's eyes showed a contemplative expression, and then a little bit of his feet swept towards the void, and it didn't take long for him to reach the front of the Immortal Tea Tree.

"That's?"

Standing on the immortal tea tree, Ling Hao looked up and saw a fist-sized vermilion fruit hanging on the tip of the tree, and a majestic aura emanated from the fruit.

"Reiki Fruit!"

Ling Hao's eyes swept around, and finally landed at his feet, the corners of his mouth slightly curled: "The spiritual qi fruit is born from the spiritual vein, it seems that the spiritual vein is under your feet." ”

Since ancient times, there have been spiritual energy fruits on the spiritual veins.

Ling Hao floated up, easily picked the aura fruit, and immediately took a deep look at his feet, and immediately swept into the distance.

Roar!

At the same time, a roar shook the mountains and forests, and a huge white figure appeared the moment Ling Hao disappeared.

That's enough for two stories tall.

The long hair was white and snowy, and his blood-red eyes were full of anger.

What has been guarded for hundreds of years has been stolen, and it has to be angry.

The blood-red eyes of the alien beast swept across the formation, and suddenly found the figure of Qidao moving slowly, its four hooves clicked, and it immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and swept towards the seven people.

"Peak Lord, just now I seem to have heard an angry roar, not the voice of a five-colored deer, but the voice of a fierce beast. ”

"I heard it too. ”

"It should be the white lion on the fifth layer of the Tribulation Realm. Duanmu Shi looked solemn and said slowly: "Get ready for battle." ”

The words fell, and in front of their eyes, the white lion appeared, and with a spurt from his mouth, a flame dragon as thick as a tree pole attacked.

The long dragon appeared, and the temperature rose instantly, as if it wanted to melt the heavens and the earth.

"Brute!"

The woman scolded, and a feather fan suddenly appeared in the jade hand, and there was a mysterious talisman on the fan god.

As soon as the woman fanned, a manic wind suddenly appeared, and easily resisted the flames.

"Magic weapon!"

Duanmu Jin looked at the feather fan in Xia Feng's main hand with envy.

This is the essence of Ethereal Peak, their Sword Sect does not have such a powerful magic weapon.

Ling Hao stood on the treetops in the distance, holding the Spiritual Qi Fruit in his hand, and looked at the scene below with a cold expression.

"Ritual weapon, medium magic weapon. ”

"Shangguan Zhiqiong is really willing. ”

Ling Hao sneered and continued to watch the battle.

"Slay this wickedness. ”

The woman snorted coldly, her hand shook, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword appeared on her wrist.

The sword body is shiny and cold.

It's another magic weapon.

The seven of them rushed towards the white lion in an instant, each performing a mastery, and the air was filled with all kinds of violent aura.

Seven Tribulation Realm powers, including two Tribulation Realm fourth-layer powers.

Combat effectiveness is extraordinary.

It didn't take long for the white lion to be scarred, and the anger in his eyes turned into rage.

Sou!

The white lion is furious, and he is not stupid.

There was wind under his feet, and he fled immediately.

Turned into lightning and disappeared again.

"No need to chase, let's go find the spirit vein first. ”

The woman stopped in a cold voice, and her breath was a little chaotic.

The Xuan Attack in the body has consumed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

Although she had a magic weapon, the Xuan Attack consumed by each urging magic weapon was too great for even her to use it many times.

"That's not chasing?"

Ling Hao sneered and said in a low voice, "Then this Creation Ling will have to accept it." ”

With a movement in his heart, Ling Hao's figure disappeared, and he reappeared outside a cave.

A line of blood appeared on the ground, and Ling Hao entered with his hand.

The cave is only 100 meters deep, and there is a space the size of a football field inside. At this time, the white lion was already crumbling and became a blood lion.

Seeing Ling Hao, the white lion struggled to stand up and roared angrily.

It didn't expect the pursuers to come so quickly.

Moreover, the young man in front of him looks ordinary, but as a beast, he is born with a very keen sense of crisis.

It could feel that this young man was even more terrifying than the seven of them.

"Don't be afraid, I can heal you, but you have to surrender to me. Ling Hao walked indifferently to the white lion, his eyes swept over the wound on the white lion's body, and he spoke lightly.

He had already sensed the existence of the white lion.

This is not an ordinary alien beast, but a spirit beast.

A spirit beast cultivating in the land of spiritual veins.

It's just that there is a seal in its body, and its strength is only retained by one-tenth of it.

If the seal is broken, not to mention the seven Tribulation Realm powers, even an army will not be able to inflict any damage on it.

"Roar!"

The white lion roared incessantly, and his body became weaker and weaker.

"Alas!"

Ling Hao sighed and said, "I'm an immortal cultivator. ”

"Or maybe it's the only immortal cultivator on earth. ”

"Roar!"

When the white lion heard Ling Hao's words, there was obviously a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Don't believe me?"

Ling Hao chuckled, then stretched out his palm and pinched it towards the white lion, and a majestic Xuan Gong immediately covered the white lion's wound.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the white lion's wounds began to recombine in an instant, and they have healed in the blink of an eye.

It's just that the lost blood can't be returned for a short time.

"Well, now believe it. ”

Ling Hao shrugged his shoulders and said, "You are a spirit beast, I can teach you the ability to transmogurate, and you don't have to stay here forever." ”

When the words fell, a look of hope suddenly appeared in the white lion's eyes.

Transfiguration is definitely the allure of the name for spirit beasts.