Zhao Yanran also wanted to take advantage of Ling Zheng's appearance to leave, but her body suddenly had a problem, and after opening her mouth and spitting blood, her body fell straight to the ground.

Damn it!

Ling Zheng cursed secretly in his heart, and caught Zhao Yanran with his hand, only to feel that her body was really soft and had an excellent touch.

Zhao Yanran did not lose her senses, after being caught by Ling Zheng, she struggled fiercely, looking flustered, but she couldn't lift a trace of true yuan at all.

Seeing this, the sword-wielding demon cultivator didn't seem to be surprised, and asked with a smile, "Does the left protector want to take this woman's Yuan Yin first and then kill it?"

When Zhao Yanran heard this, her body stiffened suddenly, and Ling Zheng clearly felt it.

"This woman's physique is not ordinary, and she should use it when she opens the mausoleum. Ling Zheng imitated the tone of the white-haired spirit demon and said softly, "Why did I lose manpower in the first place when I explained to you?"

"Left Protector, it's not that we're lazy. The sword-wielding demon cultivator hurriedly said: "It's that this woman's true yuan is really weird, the brother who was with me, just a photo was burned to ashes by the dark blue true fire shot out by this woman, and even the spiritual weapon was melted away." ”

"Moreover, the subordinates feel that they can't be dragged on at the moment, if this woman recovers her strength and plays that dark blue true fire again, I'm afraid it will ......"

After Ling Zheng heard this, he smiled and asked, "Oh? Do you think I can't clean up this woman?"

Hearing the aggressive meaning of Ling Zheng's words, the demon cultivator quickly shook his head and explained, "This is not what the subordinates meant, but ......."

"Do what you have to do, if you slow down the progress, when the palace master comes, you know the consequences. ”

Ling Zheng whispered, and then hugged Zhao Yanran and prepared to leave here.

The sword-wielding demon cultivator seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said, "Left Protector, please stay." ”

"Anything else?" Ling Zheng stopped and asked softly. In my heart, I felt that the way this white-haired spirit demon spoke was too strange, and this soft-spoken one was very awkward to imitate.

"That's right, the subordinate defensive array stone has just been shattered by this woman's dark blue true fire, and I ask the left protector to make another piece for my subordinates. I believe that with the ability of the left protector, it can be completed in an instant. ”

Ling Zheng frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Left Protector?" The sword-wielding demon cultivator was a little puzzled, and continued: "If there is no defensive array stone, if the subordinates encounter cultivators from other sects, I am afraid that they will ......"

"It's inconvenient right now. Ling Zheng said lightly: "When I first unsealed the formation eye, it took a lot of True Yuan ......"

After hearing Ling Zheng's answer, the sword-wielding demon cultivator immediately sensed that something was wrong. You must know that the white-haired spirit demon's attainments in formation are very profound, even if there is no true element, he can still create a formation stone!

He swept his spiritual sense, and found that the left protector in front of him was actually only the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm!

"You're not the left protector, what are you ......?"

"Whoosh!"

Ling Zheng still didn't look back, and after throwing out a second-order flame blast talisman from the storage ring, regardless of whether it worked or not, he immediately took off into the air and flew into the distance.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sword-wielding demon cultivator was caught off guard, and was hit by the flame explosion bullet released from the talisman, and the whole person was blown away.

He was furious in his heart, and threw the spirit weapon machete in his hand at Ling Zheng, trying to stab him through.

Ling Zheng felt the wind behind him, and hurriedly reached out and took out a second-order defense talisman, and after activating it, his body was instantly enveloped by a large bell intertwined with thunder and lightning.

This is a second-order defensive spell, called the Thunder Bell Technique, and the defense is quite strong, plus this talisman is made by the head of the Divine Rune Sect, and the effect is naturally extraordinary.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, thunder sputtered, and the machete of the sword-wielding demon cultivator was blown away by the thunder bell. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Zheng hurriedly reversed his direction and sped up his speed.

When the sword-wielding demon cultivator got up, Ling Zheng, who was holding Zhao Yanran, was gone.

Ling Zheng hugged Zhao Yanran, who was no longer struggling, and flew like he was fighting for most of the hour, and when he saw that no one was chasing behind him, he stopped in a quiet valley.

After Zhao Yanran was placed on the ground by Ling Zheng, her eyes were full of doubts. She also saw Ling Zheng's cultivation and knew that this person was not the notorious Pink Palace Left Protector.

Ling Zheng glanced around for a while and asked, "How long will it take you to recover?"

Zhao Yanran didn't say a word, but her face became more and more ugly, and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot.

Seeing her like this, Ling Zheng knew that her condition was very bad, so he took out two second-grade pills from the storage ring and fed them to her mouth.

Not long after taking the pill, Zhao Yanran's face began to change from paper-like pale to healthy ruddy, and she coughed lightly and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright?" Ling Zheng asked when he saw that her face was normal.

"Thank you. ”

Zhao Yanran thanked her, but her eyes were suspicious and wary. Ling Zheng felt a little funny when he saw her appearance, and said lightly: "You don't have to worry, I have no ill will towards you." ”

"Who are you?" Zhao Yanran asked, "Only after condensing the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Realm, do you dare to come to this Hidden Dragon Stream?"

Ling Zheng had no intention of revealing his identity, and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, but I advise you to find a place where no one is there to hide first." I overheard the conversation of the group of people in the Red Pink Palace, as if they were trying to unseal some array and open an ancient monk's mausoleum in this hidden dragon stream. In order to prevent other cultivators from interfering, now, the people of the Red Pink Palace are trying their best to hunt down and kill the cultivators in the Hidden Dragon Stream. ”

"The real owner of my current face is at the entrance of the Hidden Dragon Stream, and has set up a formation to seal the Hidden Dragon Stream. So now I can't get out at all. Ling Zheng said: "So, as long as we wait for the people of the Red Pink Palace to dig up that mausoleum and wait for them to leave, we can leave." ”

Ling Zheng's impression of Zhao Yanran was not bad strictly speaking, so he kindly reminded him.

After Zhao Yanran listened, she nodded silently, but she kept staring at Ling Zheng, and she saw that Ling Zheng was inexplicably weak.

"Also, you have to hide it in the darkest way. Ling Zheng said again: "Because not long after, the Fengyue Witch of the Red Pink Palace will also come to this Hidden Dragon Stream, with her cultivation, it is difficult to guarantee that she will not be discovered." ”

"What about you?" Zhao Yanran suddenly asked.

Ling Zheng was stunned for a moment: "I, I still have certain means to hide my aura, so I don't bother you about this." ”

"There is another question, have we met before?" Zhao Yanran stared at Ling Zheng's eyes, the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, but she couldn't remember who it was.

Ling Zheng didn't answer her question directly, just said a word of caution, and with the help of the effect of the blessing of the Wind Walking Technique, a dodge flew into the sky, and there was no shadow in an instant.

Zhao Yanran looked at Ling Zheng's back when he left, pondered for a long time, and muttered:

"Senior sister is coming too......