Zhang Hai's expression remained unchanged and he walked in, but the two spirit golems stayed outside and did not come in.

After entering the stairs, Zhang Hai exhaled slightly, everything was the same as what the woman with the sword on her back said in the jade slip, although it seemed easy, but in fact it was extremely thrilling, once these two spirit puppets dared to scan Zhang Hai with divine thoughts, it was very likely that they would be exposed, and he would definitely die under the siege of the two Fu Dan realm spirit puppets.

The staircase is a ring extending downward, about ten zhang deep before revealing a vast platform, a courtyard is built inside the mountain, and the phosphorescent stone shines here faintly.

A few spirit trees are growing vigorously here, and there is also a small bamboo courtyard, and there is a flower field outside the house, which is an outdoor peach orchard, Zhang Hai's eyes instantly noticed the woman resting on the stone table by the bamboo garden.

Twenty-seven or eighteen or so, dressed in blue-gray clothes, the whole person looks a little thin, inherited most of the appearance of the woman with the sword on her back, but she has been imprisoned here all the year round and is a little more weak than the heroic spirit of the woman with the sword, but the two golden dragon horns on the forehead that attract the most attention look a little petite and exquisite.

As if sensing that someone was coming, the woman opened her eyes, and her golden pupils seemed to be from the majesty of antiquity involuntarily, and for a moment Zhang Hai felt as if he was being targeted by an unimaginable beast, unable to move, at this time, the spirit devouring vine on his left shoulder suddenly stirred, and a completely different aura was stimulated from Zhang Hai's left shoulder, and the power of the real dragon was violent.

It seems that the breath of this true dragon has stimulated the bloodline of the wisteria hidden in the body of the soul devouring vine, and it is really hard to say which of the ancient four vines is stronger or weaker than the true dragon, and it is almost impossible for these two creatures to meet in the same era.

However, this confrontation made Zhang Hai wake up, and then he ran the Unguarded Heart Sutra to resist this coercion, and began to face this Wang Yun'er.

But in fact, the other party is already more than one hundred and twenty years old, the bloodline of the true dragon may be a treasure for others, but it is a disaster for Wang Yun'er himself, if it is the body of the dragon, it is fine, but it is a pity that it is a human body!

If the bloodline of the true dragon cannot be exerted in this body, it will affect herself, so there is chaos in her body, there is no spiritual vein at all, and even every once in a while, the bloodline of this body will conflict with herself, and that feeling is almost worse than death, and this pain will continue until death!

In fact, similar ones are common among the offspring produced by the combination of spirit beasts and human races, and perhaps this species is not accepted by heaven at all.

As for Wang Yun'er's appearance of being more than 100 years old and still maintaining her twenties, it is completely her longevity, even if she has no cultivation, she is 300 years old, and Xianglong has a thousand-year lifespan when she was born, and Wang Yun'er's lifespan is so long It can also be explained.

"I've Seen the Ancestor"

Wang Yun'er naturally couldn't distinguish Zhang Hai, so she hurriedly bowed down to say hello.

"Come with me!"

There is not much time to delay, Zhang Haiyan said succinctly.

"Let's go?"

Wang Yun'er didn't seem to understand the meaning of this sentence, she had never left here since she was born, and the whole world was only this one-third of an acre, and although she had heard her mother say about the outside world, she had never really seen it!

Frowning slightly, Zhang Hai hit a little spiritual light, and suddenly Wang Yun'er immediately fainted, and in a flash of his figure, he caught Wang Yun'er who fell to the ground, and Zhang Hai's whole person turned into a ray of light and flew up, and soon came to the exit again.

Seeing that he was about to cross the stone gate, Zhang Hai exhaled deeply, hugged Wan Yun'er and stepped out directly.

At the same time, hundreds of miles away, two women were flying rapidly, one of them was carrying a long sword, it was Wang Yuran, as for the woman next to her, wearing palace clothes, her expression was as cold as ice that would not melt for ten thousand years, and she was holding a jade-like mirror in her arms, which was the same as the portrait Zhang Hai obtained.

Suddenly, her brow furrowed, and the light stopped

"Yu Ran, did you say that you found a three-thousand-year-old three-color flower?"

"Indeed, what's wrong with Shizun?"

Wang Yuran's expression changed slightly, and he opened his mouth slightly, and Wang Yuran, who was domineering by nature, was slightly anxious at this time.

"Humph!"

Wanhua Dao man snorted coldly, waved his big sleeves, and the light rose, and he wanted Wang Wanhua Dao to fly in the direction of the momentum, with the shield speed of the middle stage of the Manifestation Spirit, the range of more than 300 miles only took half an hour to fly back, and the range of the Divine Thoughts in the middle stage of the Manifestation was enough to be 100 miles, how could Zhang Hai escape!

The face of the woman with the sword on her back changed suddenly, even if she didn't know what was going on, it was obvious that her master still knew about it!

"Master, let Yun'er go!"

Gritting her teeth, in mid-air, the woman with the sword knelt down, and she was already in tears at this time!

"Impossible!"

Being able to cultivate to the middle stage of manifestation, how firm is the heart of the Wanhua Dao people, as the owner of the third largest island of the Hundred Islands Sect, she is in power, and there are not many things that can shake her.

"Master is a feather begging you!"

Even if it is a spiritual practice, there is not much difference between feelings and mortals, and many spiritual cultivators will regard emotional milk and poisonous scorpions and dare not touch them easily!

However, the Wanhua Dao people were determined to prevent Wang Yun'er from being rescued this time, and the cultivation of the Manifestation Realm was a distance of nearly a hundred zhang for one breath, and it had already appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye, and it was not something that the Fu Dan Realm could stop at all!

Wang Yuran, who was kneeling in mid-air, looked at the master who had already flown away, with a hint of determination, this was her last chance.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his palm and was covered with aura, and slapped it fiercely against his heavenly spirit cover!

Suddenly, the whole person fell like a kite with a broken string, and this was the only way she could stop the master.

Sensing this scene, Wanhua Dao people's faces changed, and without hesitation, their figures disappeared directly, and the next moment they appeared a hundred zhang away, this was not the extreme speed of Zhang Hai's lightning step, but indeed teleportation! Only the divine power of the Manifestation Realm! This extreme speed made it almost impossible to kill a Manifestation Realm.

The figure had already come to the body of the sword-carrying woman after a few appearances, and when she caught it, the divine thought unceremoniously covered the sword-carrying woman's body.

The color changed, and the soul was directly shattered!

If it drags on for another half a moment, Wang Yuran will become an idiot!

Wanhua Dao people patted the storage bag, several bottles appeared around, took out one by one to consolidate the elixir of the soul, opened them one by one and gave them to Wang Yuran, the pill that Zhang Hai got at the risk of his life was at this time given to Wang Yuran by the woman with the sword on his back, and then Cui moved the aura to let the pill take effect quickly, but this can only delay the speed of the collapse of the soul.

After doing all this, a spell of different heights came out of the mouth of the Wanhua Dao, and the magic weapon kaleidoscope automatically flew out, shooting out a golden light in the air, completely enveloping the woman with the sword on her back.

Feeling that Wang Yuran's divine soul began to gradually stabilize, the Wanhua Dao people breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, their speed was fast enough.

But how can the injury of the divine soul be solved so easily, Zhang Hai blew himself up at the beginning, the divine soul that had been completely separated, the main divine soul was only injured a little, and it took decades to recover, Wang Yuran This is a large piece of shattering at a time!

Wanhua Daoist patted the storage bag again, a colorful flower was taken out, and the cultivation of the divine realm couldn't help but feel distressed, the five-thousand-year-old colorful flower has basically become extinct in the spiritual world, and its value is unimaginable.

Gently plucked a piece from the top, and suddenly a strange fragrance spread.