Xuantian's eyes widened, watching the pterosaur immortal recover his body, and then slowly came to his face.

He couldn't help but smile wryly, knowing that he was in danger this time. At this moment, in terms of strength, he felt difficult even to move his body.

Only his body has a strange structure, even in the current situation where the essence and blood are exhausted, there is still a golden light appearing, constantly repairing his body.

"The hateful thing, with the realm of the emperor, has beaten me to death. How will I survive in the monk world in the future?" the Winged Dragon Immortal grinned and came to Xuantian's body.

Although it recovered, it appeared unscathed on the surface. But in fact, he was seriously injured, his essence blood and divine power were consumed too much, and his breath was extremely weak.

Xuantian blinked his eyes, looking at this winged dragon immortal, he was already powerless to speak.

At this moment, there was no anger in his heart. On the contrary, it is very calm, ready to meet the arrival of death quietly.

"Hmph! I'm honest now. But it's too late, I've said before, I'm going to skin you, and then pull out your soul and torture you to death. The Wing Dragon Immortal sneered, revealing two sharp teeth, close to Xuantian's body.

"Cutting open your skull, skinning and extracting your soul is probably the best pleasure of the moment. ”

The pterosaur fairy smiled evilly, and his face was filled with a hideous smile. A pair of claws, like a ripper, slowly moved to the sky above Xuantian's head, ready to move.

Xuantian saw this scene and could only close his eyes weakly.

However, at this moment, the anomaly protruded. In his mind, a burst of golden light surged, and then took control of his body.

"What's going on, why don't I have control over my body?" muttered Xuantian's soul.

But there's more to come.

At the most dangerous moment, his shattered body moved to you, and emitted a hazy golden light, quickly repairing his body.

"How is it possible, you obviously don't have the strength to speak. Why can you still recover your body?" the pterosaur immortal was taken aback, and the movements in his hands also paused.

There was no sound response. In response, two sword-like golden eyes shot out from Xuantian's eye sockets, piercing the head of the Winged Dragon Immortal.

"Phew!"

Blood splattered and white brains. This blow directly destroyed the soul of the Wing Dragon Immortal.

Even Xuantian's soul was in a daze, a dignified immortal died under his gaze. No, it is clear that he is dead, and even Xuantian doesn't know who is controlling his body at this moment.

"Hey, who are you, why did you save me?" Xuantian's soul shouted, but there was no response either.

All he saw was a piece of golden light in his mind, which quickly retreated at this moment, and disappeared into the depths of his brain in the blink of an eye.

"This ...... Could it be the one behind me again?" Xuantian was puzzled, and when he came back to his senses, he had already found that he could move his body.

He looked inside his body, looking at the injuries inside his body.

"Apparently it's almost recovered. However, the consumption of divine power and essence blood is not so easy to recover. Xuantian muttered, his body was still very weak.

At this moment, he had to get out of here quickly. Otherwise, if the other immortals were coming quickly and happened to bump into him, they would definitely die.

Xuantian got up, moved his tired body, turned into a streamer, and quickly flew to the west.

Fortunately, he looked back left and right, repeatedly paying attention to the situation behind him, and found that there were no pursuers following.

Soon after, he landed in a mountain stream, found a hidden place, and began to recuperate from his injuries.

The process is complicated. Xuantian was on the verge of death this time, the divine power pool in his abdomen was once depleted, and even the essence and blood in his whole body were squeezed dry, and cultivation was not an easy task.

For a whole month, Xuantian was recuperating his body, and finally adjusted his body to its former state.

In addition, there were other things that surprised him.

"I was supposed to be at the pinnacle of the Imperial Road. As a result, this death-defying battle made my divine power very strong, very close to the 'immortal' realm. Xuantian exclaimed, shocked to feel the situation inside his body.

Yes, his cultivation has risen a little more, and he has reached the realm of a half-immortal.

This level, between 'emperor' and 'immortal', is not a nominal prescribed realm. Because at this level, it is possible to pierce the barrier of that layer of realm at any time and reach the realm of immortals.

"Well, it's time to go out and have a look, I don't know what's going on outside. Xuantian muttered, and there were some guesses in his heart. I'm afraid that this time, the three major families will not give up. Among them, the pterosaur family is even worse, after all, an immortal died in the clan, and such hatred can only be described as difficult to resolve.

When he arrived in a nearby city, Xuantian changed his face and went to inquire about the news.

Sure enough, just as he expected, the Pterodactyl clan had gone berserk and was willing to take out three immortal weapons and five five-thousand-year-old elixirs in exchange for Xuantian's head. I just didn't say anything.

"Hmm, there's a dead immortal, and I'm going to cover it up. Xuantian snickered, and then left the small city.

It was night, and the moonlight was like water, covering the earth with a light veil.

Xuantian came to the top of a high peak. A spear appeared in his hand, a gold-colored armor.

"That's it. I've erased all the aura from it, and the people of the three major alien races shouldn't find me. He muttered that he had plucked three hairs from his head and wiped his own scent as well.

In this way, the three treasures were bound together by him, and then he inserted them into the moon. It was like a guide, and the direction pointed at the end of the spear was the peak where Xuantian was located.

"One piece of gold armor, three strands of my hair, this guy from the white turtle saw these two things, and wanted to come here to find me. Xuantian sighed. Sit on top of the peak and wait.

However, three days have passed, and not even half of the shadow of the bird has appeared here.

"Damn, you won't be unable to understand it!" Xuantian muttered, glancing at the night sky, above the moon, the golden armor radiated a brilliant light.

Time passed little by little, and the place seemed very calm.

Finally, on the seventh day, there was a breath of life, and it quickly approached this way.

"Here, it's the smell of this guy. Xuantian felt it, and his eyes showed a glint of joy.

His eyes widened quickly, looking in the direction of the breath. Soon, the figure of the white turtle quickly appeared in his sight.

The creature was dressed in a strange way, covered in a layer of broken leaves, wearing a grass skirt, a tree ring made of branches and leaves on his head, and a wooden spear in his paws, and his face painted black. Like an indigenous.

"This guy, I haven't seen him for a hundred years, is he mixed with the natives?" the corners of Xuantian's mouth twitched, and a trace of breath was released slightly.

The white turtle noticed it, and quickly flew towards this direction, and stopped a thousand meters away from Xuantian.

"Who's up ahead?" it shouted.

"It's me, a hundred years have passed, don't you even remember my breath?" Xuantian was puzzled, approaching the white turtle.

"I ×...... Is it a human or a ghost?" Seeing Xuantian's figure, the white turtle rolled its eyes and almost fell from the air.

"Nonsense, of course it's people. Otherwise, how could I stand on this land. Xuantian said angrily.

"No way. I watched you fall into that Jedi back then. How can you stand in front of me?" the white turtle did not believe it, and was very vigilant.

Xuantian frowned, how did he know that this guy was so suspicious, and he didn't know how to explain it at this moment, so he said vaguely: "In short, it's not a Jedi, I'm out again." ”

The white turtle's small eyes widened, and the mung bean's big eyes kept blinking, and he had been looking at Xuantian's body for a long time.

A hundred years later, Xuantian suddenly appeared, making it a little unbelievable.

"Phew!"

The guy fumbled and pulled out a pitch-black broken knife.

"Go up and see if this guy is real or not. The white turtle instructed that the thing he escaped from was a small scimitar.

The scimitar was originally bronze-colored. But for some reason, it also became pitch black.

"What are you looking at?" the little scimitar was puzzled, but when it found Xuantian, it was so frightened that its soul was gone, and it shouted that there was a ghost.

", you former god, why are you so timid!" Xuantian said, the green tendons on his forehead throbbing. I didn't expect to meet again, it would be such a scene.

"Huh? Seems to be true. The little scimitar was stunned and looked at the white turtle.

The white tortoise made a look and told it to come forward and identify it.

The little scimitar flew forward faintly and came to Xuantian.

"You...... You two were struck by lightning. Xuantian was puzzled, and looked at the blade of the little scimitar curiously.

"No, it was blacked out by that guy. Machete explained.

"Why?"

"I don't know. The cutlass responded. I am already very sure in my heart, this is Xuantian.

In fact, the first time it saw Xuantian, it was enough to determine that this person was the boy from the past. It's just that he died a hundred years ago, and then suddenly appeared, which makes people have to be suspicious.

"If you were that stinky boy, you should have a lot of treasures, you can bring a few and let me see them." The white turtle's eyes rolled and he said.

Xuantian shook his head, where did he not know the white turtle's thoughts. Immediately, he took out the Jiuyang Thunder Wood and threw it to the white turtle. And said, "This thing, I'll give it to you." ”

"Jiuyang Thunderwood has actually grown to the point of three kinds of divine thunder. Now I can be sure that you are the stinky boy. The white turtle was pleasantly surprised, holding Jiuyang Lei Mu and couldn't put it down. Soon, he quickly put it away.

Xuantian approached and talked to the white turtle. I'm snickering inside. I haven't seen him for many years, but the character of this guy has not changed at all.

"It's just that why are you dressed like this, like an indigenous? Xuantian was puzzled and stared at the white turtle.

"I dress up like this to keep it from attracting attention. The white turtle explained.

Xuantian stumbled when he heard this, what kind of logic is this? Dressed like this, it is not eye-catching? I am afraid that only a blind person will think so.