A golden glow shone in the dark forest.

The distorted black qi struggled in the light cluster, letting out a terrible scream.

Four or five ragged black shadows on the side roared angrily and surrounded the man in the middle.

The figure in the middle didn't look at it, and the long knife in his hand was raised

Boom

Three golden arcs lit up again.

The black armor burped his back with pain, but Han Ling was motionless, standing dozens of meters outside the battle group, watching closely at the figure of the continuous battle in the field.

The bloody aura on several people was thick, and they had already encountered several waves of ghosts and walking corpses along the way, but no matter how strong the ghosts were, they couldn't take a knife under that man

Han Ling couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the blue-black corpse that had fallen to the ground with a hideous face.

This is a real condensed corpse.

Before, just a condensed corpse had forced the martial artists of the entire camp into a desperate situation, but now, within three or two moves, he was killed by Ye Cheng to the ground.

A large hole was broken in the chest of the black refining corpse, and the body of the refining corpse that had lost the support of yin qi slowly melted into a puddle of black water, this time it was really dead and could not die again.

Bang bang bang

Five black shadows fell in unison, and a rotting breath wafted through the air.

Ye Cheng stepped forward and groped around the bodies of several walking corpses.

One of them held a rusted sword in his hand, and it could be seen that this walking corpse should have cherished this long sword very much before his death, and held the hilt of this sword tightly in his hand until death, but this long sword had been cut into four or five knots.

Ye Cheng took the long sword in his hand and looked at it, then threw it on the ground, and found some jade pendants and other things on the other corpses.

I also held it in my hand for a while, and finally threw it all to the ground.

Han Ling looked at the figure who was constantly searching for some inexplicability, every time after solving the battle, the man in front of him would search for those walking corpses, and even the search time was longer than the time to solve the battle.

She really couldn't figure out what was on these low-level walking corpses that was worth searching for by this strangely powerful adult.

"Or is this the unique habit of the legendary strong?" Han Ling muttered softly in his heart.

"Let's go"

Ye Cheng inserted the long knife back into his waist, the old man looked respectful, and handed the cloth bag in his hand to the man in front of him.

Xiaobai was in a bag, sleeping soundly at this time, curled up into a small hairball, even if the gold sore medicine was applied, the light blue blood stains continued to ooze from the large and small wounds.

The trio continued on their way.

The road in the mountain forest is rugged, and under the cover of heavy tree shadows, you can't see your fingers in the forest

Ye Cheng took the lead in the front, extremely fast, and the surrounding mountains, rocks and trees seemed to be unable to hinder him at all, and the two followed closely behind, following Ye Cheng's trajectory

The old man looked at the pale red eyes of the man in front of him, and there was a look of awe on his face.

Martial arts advanced to the realm of the Great Grandmaster, which was already different from ordinary people, and he knew that the red light in Ye Cheng's eyes was not a secret method, but a transformation of his own body that was naturally obtained after his own cultivation to the depths, or it was not an exaggeration to say that this was a supernatural power.

Martial artists who practice various exercises, especially the top exercises, will naturally get some reinforcement when they advance to the extreme depths, some people have increased physical strength, steel and iron bones, some people have greatly improved their own resilience, and some have hardened palms, and even can resist swords.

And the red light in Ye Cheng's eyes is obviously one of the abilities.

"One Thousand Two Hundred"

Ye Cheng's figure walked quickly in the forest, but his eyes glanced at the small white frame below his line of sight.

In the line of the Soul Pact Little Beast, the nameless little beast has become Xiaobai, but these two words are dim at this time, obviously Xiaobai's current situation is not very good

However, the source point has once again broken through the thousand-point mark, and it has consumed more than 700 source points by raising the fetal breath gong and fire element casting method to the top layer before, which can be regarded as a small supplement this time

The items on these walking corpses also hide the source point, Ye Cheng noticed it when he got the black paper, but the distribution of the source point in some ghost weapons is still irregular.

"The accumulated source points should be enough for me to forcibly break the level, but it's a pity that ......"

He doesn't have much demand for the source point now, and Tian Yuan's death pass is in front of him, and he is still not sure that he can get through it safely.

His original plan was to raise the Fire Yuan Casting Method to the consummation level, and then forcibly break through with a powerful physical body, but what happened last time made him realize that this was far from enough.

If it weren't for Beiling's last-minute move, he would have been frozen into an ice sculpture directly by the Nether Flame when he was in Ancheng.

Last time, he had no intention of breaking the level, and Bei Ling could still expel the ice flame from his body at a critical moment, but if he took the initiative to use Bei Ling to promote, he didn't know what the result would be.

The essence of the Nether Flame was too strong, and even if his physical body had been refined twice, it still couldn't withstand it.

"If I change to another kind of spiritual flame, I'm afraid I will be able to enter Tian Yuan immediately."

A thought flashed through his mind, but soon he shook his head slightly, of course, weakening the spirit object could greatly reduce the risk, but he would not take this path.

"The Nether Flame is the spiritual flame that Ziyang Creek praises, I'm afraid others can't find it if they want to, this can't be given up, if it doesn't work, just stay in the Northland for a few more years, let Ziyang Creek think of a way"

This body is only seventeen years old, and it has only been a little more than a year since he rushed all the way, and the pass of transformation is extremely important for his future cultivation, and he does not want to sacrifice his future potential for the sake of speed.

In addition to enhancing oneself, some foreign objects can also reduce the risk of breakthroughs, such as Guiyuan Dan and Fire Suppression, these things are all spiritual objects that can greatly reduce the risk of breakthroughs.

These spiritual objects are extremely cherished, and Ye Cheng only hears their voices and does not see them, but he can't help it, but Ziyangxi can, it's only a few years, and he can afford to wait.

"That road is a bit evil, even if it takes some time, it's better to give up"

Ye Cheng thought of the red-lettered pages on the exercise book, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he finally waved this thought away.

"Let's recover from the injury first, and Song Guan ......"

Ye Cheng felt a faintly painful wound, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes

Thinking of this, his speed was a little faster, and the injuries left by the failure to break through the level were extremely serious, which was why he rushed to Luoyou Mountain, only by getting the second-order elixir could he completely recover from his injuries, and before that, everything was empty talk.

"Song Guan's people should still be in this mountain forest, and they can't be chased by them anymore"

Ye Cheng glanced at the little beast that fell into a stupor, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and now Xiaobai was seriously injured, if he was surrounded again, it would be really dangerous.

With Ye Cheng leading the way, the speed of the three of them was extremely fast, almost the same as the state of rushing during the day.

The surrounding trees thinned out, and starlight spilled through the foliage, leaving tiny dots of light on the ground.

Ye Cheng, who was walking fast, suddenly stopped and made a deep footprint on a huge rock.

Han Ling, who was following behind, didn't pay attention, and was tripped by the dry vines on the ground, and almost fell to the ground.

The two of them looked nervously around, the black shadows of the trees swayed, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground, the starlight cast a dim light on the snow, and there was no other sound except for the whirring mountain wind.

The two looked at Ye Cheng a little inexplicably, if it was a ghost attack, it shouldn't be so quiet, those ghosts didn't know what ambush was, they only knew how to rampage and walk in a straight line.

"Are you still keeping up?"

Ye Cheng looked at the darkness outside the forest, his face was gloomy, his speed was not slow, but he didn't expect to be caught up.

Stomp and tread

Suddenly there was a dense sound of footsteps outside the forest, and then, all the footsteps suddenly disappeared.

Han Feng's face turned pale all of a sudden, Ye Cheng obviously noticed that there were people outside the forest, so he stopped, and now, they were also found on the other side.

Luoyoushan is extremely dangerous at night, ordinary warriors don't dare to rush at night, and those who are still moving in the forest at this time can't think of the second possibility except for the person who rounded up the adult.

"Hahaha, I said you can't escape, give us a burial"

A resentful voice suddenly sounded behind Han Ling, and his voice was hoarse, as if it was a ghost of the Nine Ghosts

Han Ling exclaimed and threw out the black-armored man behind him, and Han Feng even protected the black-clothed man behind him, staring at the figure who fell to the ground.

"This is your ......"

The black-armored man's face was covered with blood, and he looked at the man with a solemn expression on the rock, a flash of happiness flashed on his face, and he was about to sit up as he propped up the ground

Suddenly, his face changed

"Internal Qi, what about my internal Qi"

The black-armored man suddenly exclaimed, he looked at his hands, and let out a terrible scream

"You don't want to die, I'm going to kill you, kill you......"

The wind blew through the mountains and forests, mixed with the miserable howl of the black-armored man, and the temperature in the forest was lower

The black-armored man's eyes were red, and he struggled to crawl towards the man on the rock, and a twisted crawl mark appeared on the snow.

Han Ling looked at the man with blood and tears in his eyes, and a trace of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes, the martial artist of the Transformation Realm, just say that it is gone.

The Shapeshifting Grandmaster, who was originally high above, fell from heaven to dust in an instant, and this kind of blow was even more painful than killing him directly.

No matter how much power he had before, no matter how much credit he made, now all this has nothing to do with him, and if he loses the force he relies on, even if he goes back alive, the rest of his life can only survive.

Han Ling and Han Feng looked at the black-armored man with his cape, and they were all related at this time

"Noise"

Suddenly, a black shadow hit the chest of the black-armored man, and the man suddenly flew up, crashed into a big tree, and his eyes turned black, and he fainted again

The emotional expression on Han Ling Han Feng's face froze suddenly, and he felt the man's cold gaze, and his heart suddenly jumped.

Ye Cheng glanced at the two of them, and a hint of fierceness flashed on his face

"Tiansha Jade seems to be on Han Ling."

He glanced at his surroundings and prepared to flee the route.

Xiaobai was seriously injured, and his own injuries were also extremely serious, and now he was caught up, so he could only escape with Xiaobai.

Of course, before the next time, I had to take away the spiritual treasure on Han Ling's body.

Feeling Ye Cheng's cold gaze, Han Ling's body suddenly trembled, and his face moved to the side in panic.

Ye Cheng was about to make a move, when suddenly, a voice came from outside the forest.

"Let's go, let's see which old monster is pretending to be there"

A low, domineering voice echoed in the mountains and forests, and the noisy footsteps outside the forest sounded again

Han Feng and Han Ling stared closely at the entrance of the woods.

Stepping on the ground, more than a dozen figures appeared in the darkness

Ye Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, but when he saw the red-robed figure in the lead, the expression on his face was suddenly stunned.