Then there was the scene of the previous escape.

However, as time passed, Yang Ding's aura was obviously consumed too much, and the frequency of the thunder wing's incitement gradually slowed down, and the speed was not as good as before, and the appearance of the mysterious creature chasing him behind him finally appeared in his sight.

It was a half-snake and half-dragon creature, except for the head, the other parts of the body were the same as the real dragon, but the head looked like a python head, the body was the thickness of two people hugging each other, and the whole body was covered with blue-green scales.

It's no wonder that it was extremely angry, it was originally recuperating in the nest and preparing to break through, but the Terran ants in front of it were coveting the Zhenling Grass it used for daily cultivation, and they disturbed it three times and twice.

At first, it found that someone was collecting a slight year of Zhenling Grass at the entrance of its cave, but it chose to ignore it by default, and as a result, the other party had to go into the cave to pick a more ancient Zhenling Grass, and it seemed that there was a tendency to invite friends to come over.

This made it how to endure it, so it had to warn the other party with a small shot, but he didn't expect that the other party not only did not restrain itself, but intensified and frequently harassed it, which made it how not to be angry, so it appeared at the door of the cave to shoot at Yang Ding's anger.

Although it felt that the aura of the people who were fleeing for its life in front of it was different from the previous ones, it didn't think much about it, and took it for granted that these people were all in a group, so when the speed of the Terran ants in front of it gradually slowed down, it licked its lips and was about to speed up to solve this trouble.

And Yang Ding, who was fleeing for his life in front of him, was naturally unaware of these, and he was releasing his aura with all his strength at this time, while separating a wisp of consciousness into the "Ten Thousand Worlds".

He came to the potential stock group chat, portrayed the appearance of the fierce beast chasing him behind him, and anxiously asked if anyone knew him, or how to deal with it.

After the message was sent, the dim figures in the room gradually lit up one by one.

"Oh my God! Is this a real dragon? ”

"Shanchuan, where are you? Why did you provoke such a fierce beast! ”

"Looking at the momentum of this beast, it is estimated that only the masters of the Metamorphosis Realm can fight with it, mountains and rivers, you can still run as fast as you can!"

The little princess named Enchanting and Zhan Tiandoudi and the others all showed a look of surprise when they saw the appearance of the fierce beast depicted by Yang Ding, but it was limited to that, it was obvious that Yang Ding did not get substantial help except for some surprises.

Just as he was about to quit the group chat and think of another way, a figure that had never been bright gradually brightened.

"This is Black Jiao! It was an ancient fierce beast, and it was caused by the changes after the black mang's cultivation reached the metamorphosis realm. As the figure lit up, the name above its head was revealed, and it was called: "Dark Walk"

"Oh my God, the beast of the Molten Body Realm......"

"Shan Chuan, as a group friend, I can only pray for you......"

"Shan Chuan, close your eyes and run, and leave the rest to fate!"

As soon as everyone heard that it was a fierce beast in the Molten Body Realm, they were all shocked, and they all spoke comfortingly.

Yang Ding himself couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't expect to meet a fierce beast at random was so powerful, which made him feel quite powerless, he looked at the name "Dark Xing" at the moment, somehow, unconsciously associated with the word abyss, but at this time, he obviously couldn't think about it, so he could only secretly remember it in his heart.

But fortunately, there was finally someone who knew the origin of this thing, Yang Ding's spirit perked up, and he asked sincerely: "Then dare to ask Your Excellency what skills you have to deal with this thing?" Or what are the weaknesses of this demon beast, etc., don't hide it from everyone, I'm about to be caught up at this moment. ”

The figure named Dark Xing shook his head: "The strength of the Black Jiao in the Molten Body Realm is extremely terrifying, and there is no way to beat it!" Unless you have reached the realm of metamorphosis to have a chance to live, if not, then I suggest you confess your last words here! If we can, we will help you fulfill your last wish. ”

Yang Ding: "......"

Without getting a useful answer, Yang Ding withdrew from the group chat, and at this time, it was better not to be distracted by the enemy.

Is this black Jiao really as terrifying as Secret Xing said? Yang Ding was a little skeptical about this, but when he thought of the dragon groan at the entrance of the cave before, he almost lost his life, it seemed that the strength of this black Jiao was indeed terrifying, and if he really wanted to fight, he was afraid that he would not have a chance.

But it is obviously not his character to let him sit still like this, "Forget it, if you escape, you will eventually die of spiritual exhaustion, it is better to have a dignified battle." After thinking like this in his heart, Yang Ding turned his heart sideways and landed in a clearing with many trees around, the purpose of which was of course to maximize the power of Zumu.

After Yang Ding, Heijiao, who was gradually closing the distance, was overjoyed when he saw this situation, and was about to land.

But at this moment, it suddenly sensed something, and then suddenly turned its head to look in the direction of its cave, and the dragon's eyes flashed with extremely angry color.

At the same time, there was a thunderous scream from his mouth, and he even cursed in his mouth: "The hateful human being, despicable and shameless, actually uses the obscene means of diverting the tiger from the mountain. ”

After Hei Jiao said this, he directly left Yang Ding, who was in shock, and immediately forcibly twisted his huge body on the spot, and rushed towards his lair at a speed that was thirty percent faster than when he came.

Yang Ding, who was leaving Yang Ding, who was preparing many methods to press the bottom of the box, was stunned in place.

He looked at the figure of Heijiao in disbelief, and his tense body still did not relax for a long time because of the heavy pressure.

It wasn't until another quarter of an hour had passed, and there was no longer any breath of the black Jiao in the sky, and after confirming that it was really leaving, Yang Ding sat down on the ground with a weak body.

Until this time, the clothes on his body were still soaked with cold sweat, and the pressure of the metamorphosis realm was terrifying, when the black Jiao appeared above him, and the moment he was about to land, the kind of pressure that the black Jiao invisibly exuded made him not have the slightest idea of resistance.

At this moment, he regained some strength and began to recall the scene just now, the black Jiao was obviously about to come down and kill himself, but for some reason he suddenly turned around and returned, seeing that its direction was its own lair.

"Could it be that something happened over there?" Yang Ding frowned and guessed based on the words that Hei Jiao said when he left in a rage.

As his brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and after carefully recalling the whole process from the discovery of the special smell to the escape for his life, he came to a guess that he might have been used as a gunman.

With this thought, he had an intuition that he was inseparable, his eyes were dark and inexplicable, and his emotions were a little annoyed.

But letting him go back and investigate who was framing him like this seemed to be a relatively high risk, which made him hesitate for a while.

After a long time, he bit his silver teeth, and as if he had made up his mind, he actually chased in the direction of Heijiao's return.

"If you don't figure out who is playing tricks on him, it's hard for his heart to be at peace."

In this way, when he was only a few miles away from the black Jiao's lair, he felt the terrifying aura of the black Jiao again.

He quickly stopped and hidden, and then saw several figures flying in the air above him in different directions, and looking at the fleeing posture of these people, they seemed to be injured to varying degrees.

Soon after these figures left, the black Jiao, which exuded the coercion of the Metamorphosis Realm, chased fiercely in the direction of one of the fleeing people.

"Looking at their appearance, these people don't seem to be people from the Nine Great Families." Doubts flashed in Yang Ding's eyes. "Could it be that the nine-man team made up by other countries?"

"Are these people the ones who are playing tricks on me?" Yang Ding was a little suspicious, hesitated for a moment, he made up his mind, changed direction, and chased after one of the several figures.

If he remembered correctly, the man fleeing in this direction seemed to be the most seriously injured.

In this way, under his hurried pursuit, another half a day passed.

He came to a stop near a huge lake at this time, looked at the empty environment around him, and said to himself with some puzzlement, "It's strange, this person is supposed to be difficult to hold on for so long, how can he chase this place, and still don't find anything." ”

"Is it lost?" Yang Ding was a little unwilling, but he didn't continue to pursue blindly.

He slowly lowered his form, and at the same time exuded his vast consciousness that was far beyond ordinary people, looking for clues.

After some searching, he came to an overgrown area and frowned.

"That wisp of vague breath just now came from around here, it should be right." Yang Ding muttered in his heart and looked for it again.

After a long time, he still found nothing, he looked at the sky, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a deliberately suppressed light snort came into his ears, and he immediately locked the position, and with a movement of his heart, the true martial sword behind his back came out of its sheath and slashed down towards that position.

"This brother, please raise your noble hand, if you have something to say, say it well......" Just as the True Martial Sword was about to stab the target, a pale and weak voice suddenly came out.

At the sound of the voice, a man with fluffy hair and a pale face walked out, and his right arm, which was clutched, seemed to have been severed.

"Who are you?" Yang Ding's eyes froze, and the power of the ancestral wood instantly protected himself, and at the same time, the direction of the True Martial Sword changed, appearing above the injured man's head, ready to launch a thunderous blow at any time.

After doing all this, Yang Dingcai asked with a little relief.

"I am a member of the Lu clan of the Great Qiang Country of the Shengu Continent, and I have come to participate in this Shengu trial this time." Seeing that Yang Ding was so cautious, the injured man was ready to attack and defend in a blink of an eye, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, so he had to answer honestly.