Zhang Jing's dark pupils reflected the firelight that filled the sky.

and the figures in mid-air that stood above the clouds of fire.

At this moment.

An arrogant white bone demon crow was slowly falling, with a red fire arrow stuck in its chest.

"All the Daoist brothers of the White Bone Dao have come from hundreds of millions of miles away to leave me in the south, so why are you in a hurry to leave? Always let me and other brothers do their best to be a landlord. ”

Murderous voices rang out.

A purple-robed inner courtyard took a step forward.

Dozens of Dao patterns shaped like some kind of talisman emerged from nothingness, scattering in all directions, instantly imprinting the void, faintly connecting with each other, turning into a cage, enveloping all the enemies on the opposite side.

He laughed.

"Haha, Wind and Fire Burning Silence Array, please taste it!"

In an instant, the Qingchi cage seemed to be incarnated into a spring, frantically pulling the aura of heaven and earth for hundreds of miles around it with the momentum of whale swallowing.

The sky changes color.

Inside the formation.

The boundless green wind blew and intensified, turning into a storm in an instant.

There is also an unnamed karmic fire.

Suddenly, the fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind helps the fire, which is endless, endless.

Rampage! Destroy!

A posture that will not stop until the enemy is burned to ashes.

It all happened between the lights and the fire.

Below.

Zhang Jing quietly retracted his gaze, and an imperceptible look flashed in his eyes.

The figure flashed, and disappeared from the roof in an instant.

In the room on the second floor, he quickly put all his belongings into the storage space.

There was a faint sound of cries and shouts and chaotic footsteps.

Zhang Jing knew that he couldn't delay.

Take advantage of the fact that it is the king to leave the Langya County region as soon as possible.

But at this time.

Boom –

The underground floor slab shattered suddenly, and a huge deer head emerged from below.

"Master, something is wrong! You human race are fighting in the sky, and the breath is terrifying! Lu Thirty-eight was so frightened that his heart trembled.

It shuddered.

God pity you.

Lu Thirty-eight has never seen such a terrifying scene since he was born.

Good boy!

It looks like the sky is about to burn down.

It's simply subverting the concept of deer life.

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but sneak a glance at Zhang Jing.

It's been less than a day since I followed the master.

But this experience of just one day is more dangerous and exciting than all the experiences of Lusheng in the previous decades combined!

"Our old deer family, it won't be passed on to my thirty-eighth generation, so we will cut off the bloodline......"

Lu Thirty-Eight thought crankily in his heart.

The other side.

Zhang Jing couldn't care about Lu Thirty-eight's destruction of the house.

Anyway, looking at this posture, after this battle, whether the entire Langya County City can still exist is a question.

He stepped lightly.

All the floors on the second floor collapsed at once, and the scene below was unobstructed.

And Zhang Jing fell by the trend and sat directly on Lu Thirty-eight.

"Thirty-eight, it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's leave first." He commanded in a calm voice.

The more this time, the more you can't mess up.

"Master, in which direction are we going?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jing pointed directly in the direction away from the battlefield, and said quickly: "Leave Langya County in that direction first, and then take a detour back to the Daoist Academy." ”

"Understood! The lord sat firmly. ”

Lu Thirty-eight let out a low roar, and a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, directly smashing the wall and rushing towards the direction that Zhang Jing had just indicated.

At this moment, it even used its strength to feed.

The four deer hooves stepped out of the afterimage, and the wind was surging under the hooves, and the figure carrying Zhang Jing was getting higher and higher.

The next moment.

Syllable!

Something is wrong.

Zhang Jing slapped the other party's big horn directly, and shouted angrily:

"Thirty-eight, a little lower. Isn't flying up at this time looking for death? ”

After the reminder of his own master.

Lu Thirty-eight woke up like a dream, hurriedly lowered his height, returned directly to the ground, and ran towards the distance.

Along the way, he kept passing many loose cultivators who were also in a hurry to flee for their lives, as well as some monastic monks.

provoked a look of surprise and envy.

Zhang Jing was not idle on his back.

He watched closely at the aftermath of the terrifying spells that fell from the sky, constantly reminding the deer under his seat to adjust his direction so as not to encounter an unwarranted disaster.

......

Under Zhang Jing's command, Lu Thirty-eight ran forward, and his figure was already like a streamer.

Zhang Jing looked back at the flickering sky in the distance.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally ran out.

However, the idea came to life.

A sudden palpitation suddenly appeared in his heart.

Zhang Jing stood up abruptly and looked straight ahead.

There was a narrow ravine blasted out by the aftermath of the spell, slightly exuding a cold aura, which was very inconspicuous under the cover of night.

As if he had no notice of danger at all, Lu Thirty-Eight tried to step over it.

Dangerous! The eyes of the heart are unconsciously opened.

"Thirty-eight, get out of the way!"

Zhang Jing breathed sluggishly and shouted loudly.

But at this moment, the other party has avoided it.

Under the crisis.

Whoop –

The Five Magic Spirit River suddenly appeared, and the ice blue spiritual light turned into a wall, desperately reaching in front of Lu Thirty-eight.

The squeezing sound that made the ears sour suddenly sounded.

Ultimately.

Lu Thirty-eight's huge body slowly stopped in front of the narrow ravine, unable to advance an inch.

Zhang Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In the perception of his heart just now, in this ravine, there was a faint but complete trace of unfamiliar Dao rhyme, which gave him a sense of shock.

He didn't dare to bet.

If you accidentally trigger this rhyme when passing from above, you will be in trouble.

"Master," Lu Thirty-Eight asked curiously while gently rubbing the deer's face with his hooves, "We are so decent, why did we stop suddenly?" ”

"Get around this rift."

Zhang Jing didn't explain much, but said with palpitations.

"Old man......"

Lu Thirty-Eight was about to ask something, but suddenly heard a series of screams behind him that the air was torn.

Zhang Jing unconsciously looked back.

In sight.

A streamer of light approached quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already beside him. Far from slowing down, the speed is faintly accelerating.

It should be a senior brother in the late stage of Qi refining.

Zhang Jing guessed in his heart.

The next moment, seeing that he realized something, he hurriedly reminded:

"This division—"

It's just that the words haven't been spoken yet.

The figure wrapped in the streamer swept straight over the ravine in front of Zhang Jing.

A corrupt and cold intent flashed.

The aura on the other party's body suddenly dimmed, and his whole body slammed into the open space not far away.

It could be one breath, or it could be two.

There was a pair of decaying and dry bones on the ground, and even the robes and magic weapons on his body completely lost their spiritual power fluctuations and became mortal.

Lu Thirty-Eight can't help but follow the prestige.

Immediately, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Master, it's still ...... Or are you wise. It shuddered.

The outside world is very dangerous, thirty-eight, you must not go out casually in the future, just eat, sleep and sleep in and around this cave.

Lu Thirty-eight suddenly remembered his father Lu Thirty-seven's request before he died.

There are no tears on his face.

It's too dangerous out there, and it really wants to go back now.

Even if there is no elixir in that place now.

It's just—

It secretly glanced at its master, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart: "I'm thirty-eight, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back." ”

And at the moment.

The horror on Zhang Jing's face had not completely faded.

A late-stage Qi refining cultivator died in front of him so silently that he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

"This is the foundation building realm, is this the complete Dao rhyme?"

"Even if it is the aftermath traces that have dissipated for a long time, even if there is only a faint trace of Dao rhyme left, it is still an irresistible force in the Qi Refining Realm."

Moreover, the remnants of the spell in front of him, as well as the Dao rhyme attached to it, would be difficult to dissipate for ten or twenty years.

Zhang Jing can imagine.

For decades after this demonic rebellion subsided, Langya County would be a forbidden place that monks and mortals would not dare to set foot in easily.

The traces of spells and remnants of the Dao rhyme will be transformed into life-hungry beasts with their mouths wide open, greedily waiting for their prey to come to their door.

Look away from the bones of the senior brother.

Zhang Jing's face once again returned to the ancient well without waves.

He urged his spiritual power to leave a warning in front of this seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact terrifying ravine, and then urged Lu Thirty-eight to leave here as soon as possible.

With the lesson just learned.

Zhang Jing didn't dare to relax carelessly.

The heart-eye method is kept open throughout the process.

After leaving Langya County for nearly a thousand miles, and completely unable to sense the aftermath of the battle over there, Zhang Jingfang let Lu Thirty-eight leap into the air, leave Langya at full speed, and leave Yunzhou.

......

Three days later.

The vast Longze Lake is in front of you.

Whew-

Zhang Jing breathed a long sigh of relief, and his heart was completely relaxed.

Lu Thirty-Eight also seemed to be out of the tension of that night, which was full of danger and his life was on the line, and he regained his previous broken mouth.

I saw that it first glanced at Zhang Jing, and then at its huge body, as if it recalled what happened in the small shop before, and the deer couldn't help but show a tangled look on his face.

"Master, I won't go in where you live."

"I can just sleep outside, anyway, I have rough skin and thick meat, and I am not afraid of the wind or rain."

"But master," Lu Thirty-Eight turned his head to look at Zhang Jing pitifully, "The life-saving ring you promised me before must be bought as soon as possible." ”

"I heard that there are many strong people in the courtyard, just like the stars in the sky. There is no life-saving ring, if you bump into a bad star one day and slaughter me, then you will have one less loyal mount! ”

"What else is there to ask for?"

Zhang Jingqiang held back a smile and asked pretending to be serious.

"Also," Lu Thirty-eight shook a small cloth bag around his neck excitedly, "Master, can you help me find a piece of land, preferably with more spiritual energy." I also want to plant some elixir, but these are all seeds that I have collected. ”

"Don't worry, the master will definitely satisfy you."

"By the way, thirty-eight."

Zhang Jing suddenly looked at the other party and asked, "Do you have any cultivation methods?" ”

"Nope."

The deer replied with a sound of thirty-eight urns.

"I was born to swallow the aura of heaven and earth, and I also absorbed the pure spiritual power in the elixir."

"Then your ability to tread water and wind is also innate?"

Lu Thirty-Eight nodded when he heard this.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Although judging from the observation of the past few days, the efficiency of Lu Thirty-eight to breathe in the aura is probably between the non-in-stream cultivation method and the low-grade cultivation method.

But it's innate, after all.

Unlike them, they need to go through many trials and competitions before they can gain the slightest possibility of cultivation.

His gaze slowly fell on Lu Thirty-eight's huge head.

Let's be honest.

After getting along for this time, Zhang Jing is still quite satisfied with the other party.

As a mount.

He has a docile and peaceful temperament, flies and runs fast and steady, and will carry out his orders without reservation even if he has doubts.

Not to mention the hobby of cultivating elixir with one hand.

In addition to being timid, afraid of death, naïve, and broken-mouthed, it seems that there are no shortcomings.