On the high soil slope, the girl clutched the clothes on her chest, and tears flashed in her eyes.

The Immortal Holy Bird Formation, Bai Ling had also heard of it. Although she didn't know or see what would happen in this formation, one thing was clear.

That is, the strange bird in this formation is the immortal bird clan creature in the Black Mist Forest, the immortal holy bird.

The word immortality, as the name suggests.

Although Bai Ling recovered a little, he was unable to help Chen Xiaoyu break the formation outside the formation after all.

She could only worry about Chen Xiaoyu and Huang Qian, who was protected in Chen Xiaoyu's space ring.

Just as she stared intently at the huge rune mark, a crack suddenly appeared on the edge of the formation.

At first a little, but then it continued to expand, and then the crack grew bigger and bigger, and it burst open.

In an instant, a blue and white light and shadow flew out from the crack, and Bai Ling was stunned.

Her eyes are the eyes of a serpent, and she can quickly lock on to any object that moves quickly.

"Chen Xiaoyu!" Bai Ling stood up excitedly.

Chen Xiaoyu stepped on the flying sword under his feet, and was coming towards her, and the corners of the young man's mouth twitched, as if he was muttering something.

Word by word, he was saying, "Run!" ”

Boom!!!!!

The crack of the rune mark behind Chen Xiaoyu became bigger and bigger, and with the collapse of Chen Xiaoyu's exit position, the entire formation also began to crumble.

There were more and more sounds of cracking and exploding, and a hundred flowers were blooming, Chen Xiaoyu swept past Bai Ling's side and picked up the girl.

The flying sword under his feet was not as fast as the external one, but overall, it was fast enough to escape from the range of the exploding formation.

It's just that Chen Xiaoyu doesn't want to run away like this.

Fishman tears!

Chen Xiaoyu put away the god-killing dagger, and while holding Bai Ling, he summoned out the fishman tears in the ring.

The fish-man tears have the divine power to carry all things, which Zhou Zhou and he taught him a long time ago in the era of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors 105,000 years ago.

This time, he wants to make full use of the Kyushu artifact left to him by Twilight!

"Suck on!" Chen Xiaoyu snorted lightly.

The originally faint light of the fish-man tears instantly became bright and dazzling, and then it was like a huge fish opening its bloody mouth and sucking in all the herbs in the medicine field.

"Run!" Chen Xiaoyu grabbed the fishman tears, retracted the space ring, and shouted, "Run!" ”

In the cracked Immortal Holy Bird Array, the Undead Monster Bird soared into the air and made a splash.

Its eyes were already bloodshot at this moment, and Chen Xiaoyu's mind-reading skills read the strange bird's determination to kill him at this moment.

After all, he had deprived the Northern Realm of all the medicines, including the seeds of the rebirth of these herbs the following year.

This is undoubtedly a plunder.

Inhuman plunder!

The Immortal Holy Bird let out a heart-rending roar and pounced towards Chen Xiaoyu with all its might.

Chen Xiaoyu sped up the sword with all his might, and Bai Ling was in Chen Xiaoyu's arms, watching the undead monster bird get closer and closer.

But suddenly, a point of light appeared in front of Chen Xiaoyu's eyes, and the point of light flickered, unfolding a gate cast by aura.

The moment the door opened, Chen Xiaoyu jumped in with the girl in his arms and couldn't extricate himself.

Then the door vanished, leaving only the undead birds fluttering in the air.

Tears slid down the blood-red eyes of the strange bird, and it looked at the ground that had been thrown into the air, and slowly turned to look at the medicine field in the distance.

In the bare medicine field, the immortal holy bird could not see any hope, and it began to move slowly with its huge body.

Eventually, it collapsed on a high soil slope and lost its vitality.

……

……

It was pitch black.

After Chen Xiaoyu and Bai Ling entered the Spiritual Qi Gate, only pitch black remained in front of them.

In desperation, Chen Xiaoyu could only stop the sword, and the moment his feet landed steadily, he said softly: "Light-"

The light of the polar day instantly illuminated the night, and Chen Xiaoyu slowly put down the girl in his arms, just wanting to speak.

But when he glanced ahead, he was completely frozen.

In front of me, there is a golden splendor.

"Where is this?!" Chen Xiaoyu muttered to himself.

He looked at Bai Ling beside him, it was not the palace that was resplendent with gold, but inside the palace, hundreds of white jade statues were placed squarely, on the pavilion not far in front of him.

"It should be the dark room of the Northern Realm." Bai Ling said.

"Darkroom?" Although Chen Xiaoyu hadn't heard this word for the first time, he still couldn't help but question.

What kind of existence is this dark room full of white jade statues and jewelry, calligraphy and paintings?

"Well, each sect in the Black Mist Forest has its own dark room, with secret treasures stored in the sect for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and even 100,000 years." Bai Ling explained softly.

She continued: "Looking at these white jade statues should be the previous pavilion masters of the Northern Realm Pavilion, and the largest white jade statue to see is a four-clawed dragon. ”

Bai Ling raised his weak arm and pointed to the tallest side of the white jade statue at the back.

Indeed, it was a sculpture that resembled a dragon.

It's just just a resemblance.

Because, when you look carefully, you will see that this dragon has not five claws, but four.

The four-clawed python is the difference between the ancient official and the dragon robe, but here it is the point of difference between the dragon and the dragon.

"The descendants of the Emperor of Tianjiao?" Chen Xiaoyu is not sure.

Bai Ling shook his head, "He is the Emperor of Tianjiao." ”

"What?!"

The girl said a word to Chen Xiaoyu and made Chen Xiaoyu stupid, Tianjiao Emperor, hey, although Chen Xiaoyu has not heard his legend carefully, but in his impression, this is the existence of Tianjiao Emperor should be second only to the Creation God Emperor.

Chen Xiaoyu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "In this way, the Northern Realm Pavilion was originally the Tianjiao Demon Clan." ”

"Not really." Bai Ling shook his head lightly again, pointed to the left and right of the Jiaolong White Jade Statue closest to it, and said, "Those two, a flying bird and a wolf dog, are the second and third heirs of the Tianjiao Emperor after his death. ”

"I see." Chen Xiaoyu doesn't seem to understand.

He looked around, but he still didn't understand what the so-called dark room meant.