In the western part of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, there was a vast and boundless emerald green mountain range, and a deafening roar came from the depths of the mountain range.

In the depths of the mountain range, a burly young man in red and a plump woman in a purple dress were attacking Shen Long, and there were multiple huge pits emitting black smoke on the ground, and there were traces of fire on the ground.

"Solve him quickly."

The young man in red said in a deep voice, his face full of murderous anger.

"Dare to chase here, you will find your own death."

Shen Long's tone was indifferent, and his wrist flicked.

A dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the ice Jiao and the iron-tailed scorpion flew out of the spirit beast bracelet.

"Jiaolong of the late fourth order!"

The young man in red was shocked and frightened.

Bingjiao's eyes lit up with a dazzling blue light, and each shot out a blue light, heading straight for the opposite side.

At the same time, the iron-tailed scorpion let out a high-pitched, piercing hissing sound.

The young man in red and the woman in the purple dress suddenly felt dizzy, unable to stand steadily, and almost fell from mid-air.

The two blue lights accurately hit the body protection aura of the red-clothed young man and the woman in the purple skirt, and their body protection aura instantly froze, and they themselves were also frozen.

Their expressions can be seen clearly through the blue ice.

Shen Long blasted out with a punch, and a red giant fist flashed out, easily shattering the two ice sculptures and shattering the flesh to the ground.

A primordial infant flew out of the minced flesh and flew off into the distance.

Some of the minced flesh lit up with a blue light and turned into a shimmering orb.

With a "snap", the ball shattered.

"Substitute for the pearl!"

Shen Long was not surprised.

A red flame lit up behind Shen Long, and the red-shirted young man appeared, with a pair of feathered wings with red light flashing on his back.

The aura of the red wings is amazing, and it is obviously a spiritual treasure.

The white spirit patterns on the surface of the red-shirted young man's body are all bright, and his breath is much stronger.

Tian Yuan Divine Light!

This is the innate supernatural power of the Tian Yuan clan, and with this supernatural power, the Tian Yuan clan cultivator can increase his mana in a short period of time, thereby increasing his strength.

The higher the cultivation, the greater the increase.

In the early stage of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, the Heavenly Yuan Divine Light was able to increase the mana by forty percent, of course, this talent was also flawed, and there was a period of weakness afterwards.

The higher the cultivation, the longer the period of weakness.

The breath of the young man in red is close to the late Yuan Infant period, but it is close, which is also very good.

His hands were red and smashed towards Shen Long.

Shen Long's reaction was very fast, and he turned around as soon as possible, and the red light on his body was shining, and a large number of red dragon scales grew.

With a movement of his fists, he met it.

There were two muffled "bangs", and the young man in red let out a miserable scream, his ten fingers were broken, and the blood continued to flow.

The young man in red flew upside down, and before he could hit the ground, a golden-red spear flew out and pierced his head.

As soon as Yuan Ying left his body, a big red hand appeared, grabbed Yuan Ying, and took it back to Shen Long's side.

Shen Long searched for his soul, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Fire Lin Tribe!"

Shen Long had a thoughtful expression on his face.

They were ambushed in the endless sea of sand and scattered for their lives.

Along the way, Shen Long killed five Yuanying monks.

At this time, the iron-tailed scorpion flew back.

"Master, I ate it."

The iron-tailed scorpion said that it had eaten the infant who had escaped.

Shen Long nodded and fed Yuan Ying to Bingjiao.

"It's a good performance, with this mutated supernatural power, you don't need to use your physical body to resist."

Shen Long praised.

"Thanks to the master's cultivation and the help of the boss."

Bingjiao said modestly.

The iron-tailed scorpion was the first to follow Shen Long, and was naturally the boss.

Before Bingjiao mutated, the purity of the bloodline essence reached four, and the mutation magic power would be so strong.

Even if it doesn't fight for the flesh, just with the mutation supernatural powers, these two Yuanying Cultivators are not its opponents.

Shen Long stole the enemy's belongings and fed the corpses to the Ice Jiao and the Irontail Scorpion.

The two Tianyuan clan monks had four spirit treasures on their bodies, and one of them was an illusory demon pendant, which could allow the user to transform into a demon cultivation form, which was difficult for people to see through.

There are two roads in front of Shen Long, the first is to rush to Jintaoling, and the second is to find a place to hide and avoid the limelight.

If he rushes to Jintaoling, he will definitely have to fight to the death with the monks of the Tianyuan clan, in the final analysis, high-level cannon fodder.

Shen Long thought about it, and planned to find a place to hide, anyway, he was not short of resources now, and it was better to find a place to concentrate on cultivation.

The Tianyuan clan monks wantonly hunted down the Terran monks, and it was not easy to find a safe place.

He searched for the soul of the enemy and found that this person had been to the Northern Ice Field.

The Northern Cold Ice Sheet is a dangerous place in the Tianyuan Realm, covered with snow all year round, and there are spatial cracks, where the space is not very stable.

The monks of the Tian Yuan clan established an elixir garden on the periphery of the Northern Cold Ice Plain to cultivate ice-attribute elixirs.

Shen Long planned to go to the Northern Cold Ice Plain to hide, the interface battle was too terrifying, and a Yuan Infant Monk couldn't make any waves.

Without him, the interface war is still the same.

Shen Long put away the ice dragon, the iron-tailed scorpion, and the spirit ant, and left the place in a daze.

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A vast plain with a large number of long and thick cracks in the ground, like an earthquake.

Bian Entropy stood high in the air, his face was slightly pale, and the surface of the golden beast's body was dripping with blood.

A cyan light flew from afar, and a flicker stopped, revealing an old man in a green robe with a big belly.

"Bian Daoyou, Mo Wuya!"

The old man in the green robe asked.

Yin Lin, the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

"He ran away, this person is proficient in swordsmanship, as well as the Heavenly Spirit Treasure, and I can't keep him if I combine with the Golden Linbeast."

Bian Entropy frowned and said, his eyes full of jealousy.

"This person's supernatural powers are so strong?"

Yin Lin was surprised.

"He was also injured by me, he didn't heal so quickly, the Qianyang Realm suffered such a big loss, he won't send someone over in a short time, we have to destroy the Qingmei Realm cultivator as soon as possible, otherwise the Qianyang Realm will send someone to the Tianyuan Realm again, it will be even more difficult to deal with."

Bian Entropy said in a deep voice.

Yin Lin nodded, and left here with Bian Entropy.

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Golden Peach Ridge, Qingmei Palace.

Lin Xiang and Qin Yue sat on the main seat, their brows furrowed.

Xu Qingyun was talking to them with a solemn expression.

"Many of the primordial monks' natal soul lamps have gone out?"

Lin Xiang frowned and said.

"Yes! Extrapolating from the time, they should have been attacked on the way to Jintaoling, and the whole army was wiped out, so they couldn't contact Mo Daoyou, Mrs. Lin and Huang Daoyou. ”

Xu Qingyun said.

As soon as he arrived at the Qianyang Realm, he learned that the natal soul lamps of some of the Yuan Infant Cultivators sent to the Tianyuan Realm had gone out, and he immediately rushed back to report.

"What do Daoists in the Qianyang Realm say? Will they continue to send troops to support us? ”

Qin Yue asked.

"We won't send troops in a short period of time, but they also proposed to come to the Tianyuan Realm through the interface channel we control, so it's safer to have less."

Xu Qingyun said.

No one knows what happened to Mo Wuya and the others, and the safest way is to come through the interface channel controlled by the Qingmei Realm.

"Okay! They had to send at least three Avatar Monks to come to their aid, and one or two Avatar Monks were of little use. ”

Lin Xiang said.

If something happened to Mo Wuya and the others, the spatial node controlled by the Qianyang Realm would lose its value, and the Tianyuan Clan cultivator would definitely seal that spatial node.

"We can't put all our hopes on them, I am the top of the Tian Yuan Realm, and I will definitely solve the enemy as soon as possible, that is to say, we will deal with the fierce attack of the Tian Yuan Clan next, send people to strengthen our defenses, and don't let the Tian Yuan Realm monks destroy that space node and cut off our back road."

Qin Yue voiced her worries.

As long as the space node is fine, even if they are defeated, they can safely withdraw to the Qingmei Realm.

If the spatial nodes are destroyed and their back path is cut off, they will become turtles in an urn.

Xu Qingyun nodded and said, "I'll go to the Qianyang Realm again, and by the way, inform Chen Daoyou of them, strengthen your vigilance!" ”

After a little chat, he got up and left.

The weather turned cold, and I was caught off guard by a 30-year-old comrade, and I caught a cold, so everyone paid more attention to keeping warm

(End of chapter)