"I also came to Tianlong Mountain to find you!" Chu Yue's head tilted to one side, she had always been cold, and she actually had the feeling of a shy little woman. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thank you so much!"

In the final analysis, Chu Yue and Fang Zheng only had one exchange in the Hunting Conference, but she ran to him for him, regardless of the danger, which made Fang Zheng very moved.

However, moving is moving, the top priority, but there are other things!

"You said that they came to me, it was a team led by Zhang Lin, and there is also a Zhang Min!"

"Yes!"

"Why did Zhang Lin look for this person? Do you know anything about her?" Fang Zheng knew that if he wanted Chu Yue to think about it and say it again, he didn't know how long it would take, so he asked straight to the point.

At this time, Zhang Lin took Xiao Yao'er, Niu Gang, Guan Qiong, Guan Feng, and a hundred tiger and leopard knights to advance towards the depths of Tianlong Mountain.

At the front of the team, there was also a middle-aged woman, her charm was still there, and her skin was similar to that of the girl in her twenties, but unlike Zhang Lin's fiery, she was very calm, like a calm lake.

"Sister Min", Zhang Lin asked, "Do you feel it?!"

This woman is Zhang Min, the mentor of the Holy Martial Hall, and she is Zhang Lin's friend, and at this time, she is closing her eyes and carefully perceiving something. Zhang Min shook his head: "I am in the realm of martial arts, and the first thing I open is the heart king vein, and when I step into the martial king, the talent I open is swallowing!"

"Even if there is a means of concealing the breath to cause people, it is impossible to escape my insight of swallowing!" Zhang Min said with great confidence: "I opened the way with Zhang Lin, and the Haw Par Knight is also brave and good at fighting, and he traveled quickly in the safety zone all the way, almost without obstacles, and after three days, nothing was found......

"I'm afraid ......"

Zhang Min said this, and didn't say any more!

"No!" Xiao Yao'er cried bitterly: "Ah Zheng, you won't die!"

Guan Qiong and Guan Feng also looked sad and looked at Zhang Lin: "Mentor, do you want us to go a little further?!"

"Further on, it's not far from the place where Fang Zheng's accident happened, and I don't feel the slightest bit of his breath", Zhang Min analyzed with a solemn expression: "It's impossible for me to make a mistake with my swallowing!"

Zhang Min's words sounded like a thunderbolt above everyone's heads on a sunny day, and for a while, everyone was silent. Xiao Yao'er squatted on the spot and cried bitterly......

Zhang Lin could only squat down and gently hugged Xiao Yao'er into her arms, not knowing what words to say to comfort.

In fact, people like Fang Zheng, people who hate him, hate him to the bone, and people who like him can't extricate themselves, not to mention Xiao Yao'er, Zhang Lin heard the news, and his heart was also very painful.

Just when everyone was immersed in grief, Zhang Min suddenly looked in the direction of Longdu with a shocked face.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Lin immediately asked when she noticed the abnormal Zhang Min.

"Just now, I felt the breath of squareness!"

"Where?!" everyone was overjoyed and immediately asked.

"It's too far away to clarify the distance and location, but it can be clear that it's the direction to Longdu!" Zhang Min sighed.

"Then, let's quickly turn around and go back!" Hearing Zhang Min's news, Xiao Yao'er burst into tears and laughed, immediately got up and got on the horse, and pulled the horse's head. However, suddenly, she paused again and looked at Zhang Min: "You won't deliberately deceive me, do you, you want to trick me back!"

Zhang Min took a deep breath: "No, mine does feel it!"

Zhang Lin also smiled: "Xiao Yao'er, don't worry, my friend, never lies, and he is not the kind of character who jokes......"

"Without further ado, let's rush back immediately!" Guan Qiong and Guan Feng asked the tiger and leopard knights to get on their horses collectively and set off immediately.

Zhang Min's mouth kept murmuring: "Why, why, why ......"

Zhang Lin patted Zhang Min's shoulder and said with a smile: "Min'er, don't worry about it, this square action is supposed to surprise everyone every time......"

Suddenly, Zhang Min's eyes lit up: "I understand!"

"In the diligent class, there is a lot of square breath, I will never perceive it wrong!"

"Unless ......"

"What?"

"When we came, we bypassed the Dragon Valley, and inside, the clouds and mist were shrouded, and there were high mountains closed, and my swallowing would be disturbed...... Zhang Min said matter-of-factly: "If Fang Zheng enters the Dragon Valley, I will not feel bad!"

"However, in the Dragon Valley, it is not a place where a first-order martial artist can survive!"

"Even if it's me, a seventh-order martial king, if one person enters it, it will be nine deaths and one life!"

When Zhang Min said this, he looked at Zhang Lin and said very seriously: "If you find Fangzheng, you must ask him well!"

"Okay!good!good!" Zhang Lin knows more about Zhang Min's more serious character, and even said three good, and said with a smile: "As long as you can find Fangzheng, let you do an interview with him!"

At this time, Long Ling was alone, relying on the means of hiding the breath of the Dragon Breath Gong, walking forward in Tianlong Mountain, and came to the place where Fang Zheng was attacked as mentioned in the letter, and did not find Fang Zheng's body, she knew that Fang Zheng was still alive, and she went deep into Tianlong Mountain without caring about it.

However, if you walk at night for a long time, you will always encounter ghosts. The dragon spirit cultivated by a first-order martial artist encountered a two-fold fifth-order fierce beast. This beast resembles a goat, with a single horn on its head, like a trident, and it also shines with thunder. Four sheep's hooves, stepping on him and stepping on a whirlwind.

"Wind Thunderhorn!"

Long Ling took a deep breath, this is not an easy character to deal with.

The Wind Thunder Horned Beast found the dragon spirit, and the perception breath was weaker than its own, so it immediately launched an attack, and with a hiss, the unicorn caused the thunder to shine, and with a snort, it slashed at the dragon spirit.

The double fifth-order fierce beast is comparable to the strength of a fifth-order martial artist, and the dragon spirit naturally does not dare to resist hard. Feiyan step, every time he casts, like a light swallow flying, dodged this lightning strike.

However, as soon as it landed, the four hooves of the Wind Thunder Horned Beast stepped on the wind, and fluttered rapidly, the speed was very fast, and it was flexible and changeable, in the woods, dexterously dodging obstacles, and quickly approached the dragon spirit. His head bowed slightly, and the thunder horns were like blades, and he stabbed at him violently.

"Heavenly Dragon Change!" The dragon spirit couldn't help but say, and launched the strongest stunt, a complete purple divine dragon, wearing purple dragon armor, swallowing purple flames, lingering all over the body.

The Wind Thunder Horned Beast slammed into the dragon shadow with a single blow, and the sharp unicorn with thunder broke through the dragon armor at once, piercing directly into the dragon shadow......

"Smack!" There was a soft sound, and the Heavenly Dragon Transformation was forced to lift because the purple dragon was broken. The gap in cultivation is too big, and the dragon spirit fought with it, and he was defeated with one move!

"Ah Zheng, where are you?!" Tears slid from the corners of Long Ling's eyes, not because of death, but because he would never see Fang Zheng again......

At this moment, a sharp blade broke through the air, and a blow pierced the body of the Wind Thunder Horned Beast, and above the sharp blade, a fierce flame burst out, turning into rolling flames, instantly submerging its entire body, and within three seconds, the Wind Thunder Horned Beast was burned to ashes!

"Who?" the dragon spirit looked in the direction of the blade.

A young man stepped on his footwork, floating like a fairy, with a cold and extraordinary face, but a pair of eyes looked at the dragon spirit very gently.

"Sister Ling'er, Brother Yu is here!" (To be continued.) )