This time, Qingling did not refuse, the burden of sending medicine should not be neglected, and with Phoenix Xuanhuang by his side, he could also be a little more secure.

"Let's go. ”

Turning his head to glance at Feng Xuanhuang, his jaw was tapped, and Qing Ling flashed away.

The evil red-clothed phoenix followed, and no one saw the slight curvature of the corners of his mouth as he got up to follow.

- Xiao Qingling, at the critical moment, your heart still has infinite dependence on me.

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The misty forest is a dangerous terrain, and the mountains surround a low and concave pit, and in the middle of the pit is a basin, and in the center sits a quaint square black altar, and at the four corners of the altar are four carved pillars about five meters long, and the patterns carved on the pillars are the worship of a hundred ghosts, and the appearance of all kinds of ghosts is carved with this, whether it is a low-level ghost or a high-level ghost.

Between the mountains, two figures continued to fly over the mountains, and every breath, every flash of the figure was thousands of meters away. But even at this pace, progress is too slow in the vast mountains.

"The heart of the Misty Forest is almost here. I felt a fierce flame descend on me, and the evil spirit of the wraiths weakened considerably. ”

Feng Xuanhuang, who was extremely sensitive to flames, opened his mouth and spoke, his voice was dispersed in the wind under the movement of his body, and the sporadic timbre reached Qing Ling's ears, and his expression became solemn.

"It should be Elder Fire, only Elder Fire can exert such a powerful power of fire in the center of the misty forest full of ghosts. It looks like there's already a big fight. "Qingling's conjecture is no different from the facts.

"Get over there as soon as possible, I wish you a hand. Feng Xuanhuang raised his eyebrows, and the distant front in his perception fluctuated violently, and he was out of shape Yan Jun, and now time cannot be delayed.

After that, Qingling's wrist was grabbed, his body was pulled by a pull, and the next moment, he fell into a warm chest, and the scorching breath came to his face, mixed with a strange fresh breath, which was the unique body odor of Feng Xuanhuang.

"Xiao Qingling, you are too slow, I'll take you away. ”

Afraid that Qing Ling would struggle, Feng Xuanhuang's lips whispered in her ear, spraying Qing Ling's ears with a warm snort, such an ambiguous action couldn't help but make Qing Ling's face slightly red, but she knew that this was not the time to be shy, Feng Xuanhuang was not teasing herself, but focusing on the overall situation.

It was because I was afraid that I would misunderstand and not be able to hear his voice, so I got so close.

Holding back his heart, Qing Ling was stiffly held in his arms by the phoenix, his back pressed against his chest, and he felt the heart that was also beating 'thump'.

Qing Ling held the white egg in her arms, her arms tightened, and the phoenix moved much faster than herself, she was afraid that if she let go, the white egg would fall away.

There was the sound of the wind brushing in their ears, and the speed at which the two of them moved quickly broke through the breeze, making it almost impossible to see the shadows in the air.

Is this the speed of the phoenix?

Qing Ling was frightened, even if this speed couldn't catch up with the Supreme Elders, it wasn't far behind. It seems that she still underestimated Feng Xuanhuang in the past, how deep is his strength?

Time passed minute by minute, Qing Ling watched the mountains below gradually push away under the speed of the phoenix, and when he came here, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the evil qi in the air became heavier and heavier, so heavy that Qing Ling couldn't breathe, and every time he breathed, he felt choked and his throat hurt.

"Chick, bear with me. Zibao said with concern in the sea of Qingling consciousness, and a purple mist came to Qingling's nose with a cool breath, helping her filter out the heavy yin qi when she breathed, and finally made Qingling feel a little better.

Feng Xuanhuang saw it in his eyes, and he didn't see the abnormality of the purple mist, but only regarded it as Qing Ling's own strength.

Zibao had been following Qing Ling for a long time, and had already been contaminated with her breath, and she had hidden from Feng Xuanhuang's eyes under intentional control.

"It's almost there. Feng Xuanhuang's voice sounded from above his head, with a look of shock in his voice, because before he arrived, he took the first step to 'see' the scene over there.

A moment later, Qing Ling also arrived, standing on the top of a mountain closest to the central basin of the Misty Forest, looking down. The entire huge basin was engulfed in flames, and countless low-level ghosts were engulfed by the flames before they could scream, and the middle-level ghosts and high-level ghosts also received a lot of impact, with many casualties.

The firelight illuminated the audience, allowing Qing Ling to clearly see the black altar in the center below, the four pillars at the four corners were burned red by the flames, and a black figure was laughing at a black and purple thing.

What is that thing? Qing Ling could feel the violent aura in it from a distance of several kilometers, in comparison, the little residual strength it emitted made Qing Ling feel cold, and he even felt cold all over his body under the sea of fire, which was a more terrifying aura than feeling the murderous aura on the Sword Sky Sword up close!

"It's so strong, evil qi ——" Feng Xuanhuang's voice sounded beside him, and Qing Ling finally knew the original appearance of that thing.

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