The Huoyuan Sword shot out and flew into the air quickly carrying Zhang Yuanhao.

Hundreds of meters away, the eagle-eyed man's eyes were cold, his fingers were slightly loose, the bowstring trembled slightly, and three cold iron arrows walked side by side with Ling Yan Bingmang, forming a three-star invitation to the moon, shooting directly at Zhang Yuanhao's fleeing figure.

"Not good!"

Zhang Yuanhao was a spirit, only to feel the coldness behind him, and when he looked back, he was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly used a slightly damaged black iron shield on top of it, and then condensed a fierce mountain shield to protect his heart.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the intersection of three golden and iron sounded almost at the same time, and the black iron small shield that was being commanded by Zhang Yuanhao's spiritual sense suddenly came with a huge force, and Zhihai felt a pain, and found that the tip of the arrow was actually pushing out three sharp protrusions of the high-level magic weapon-level small shield, almost piercing it.

Luckily, it's a high-level magic weapon!

Zhang Yuanhao couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness in his heart, if he didn't have this magic weapon, he was afraid that he would die in Huangquan.

Click, click, click.

Lingzhi suddenly felt a little uneasy, and Zhang Yuanhao looked around left and right, as if he heard some strange sound.

"It's ······"

I saw a sudden change on the small shield, and the protrusion in the center suddenly emitted a burst of deformation, and in an instant, Zhang Yuanhao felt a sharp pain in Zhihai, and this high-level magic weapon that had been roughly refined by him was destroyed in an instant.

Phew-

The tip of a cold iron arrow broke through the shield, and then the tip exploded violently, and a small arrow like a bee needle suddenly shot out from it, and it shot like lightning beyond Zhang Yuanhao's heart.

Arrow in the arrow!

Zhang Yuanhao couldn't avoid it completely, and could only watch as the small bee-like arrows pierced through the blazing mountain shield in front of him, and then pierced into his heart.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the Spirit Devouring Bead in his arms trembled wildly, and a burst of green light flashed, shining on Zhang Yuanhao's chest. Then, a trace of golden thread overflowed from the Spirit Devouring Bead, instantly pierced into Zhang Yuanhao's heart, and disappeared, and on his chest, a looming golden scorpion pattern slowly emerged.

"Are you going to die?"

Zhang Yuanhao subconsciously thought that he was going to die, and he couldn't help but have this idea in his heart.

Creak!

Before the bee-like arrow pierced his chest, Zhang Yuanhao suddenly heard a familiar voice. A golden light shot out from its chest, transforming into a hideous pocket golden scorpion, shaking its head and tail pin.

The bee needle arrow pierced into the golden scorpion's body, and the latter suddenly turned into a sky full of golden light and scattered in all directions, and at the same time, the small arrow also deviated from its position in an instant, and snorted into Zhang Yuanhao's left shoulder.

"Run!"

The catastrophe did not die, Zhang Yuanhao didn't dare to think about it, endured the severe pain in his shoulder, and flew away with the Huoyuan sword.

In the distance, the eagle-eyed man looked at the golden light that gradually dissipated in the air, his eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something, and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face. Then he turned his head to look at the condensed ice realm within a radius of 100 meters, the violent color in his eyes flashed, and he looked at the old monk who was almost immobile by the ice vines, the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile, and his five fingers were slightly bent, forming a claw shape, and he suddenly grabbed at his head.

Laugh at!

Five claws flashed, and there were five more blood holes directly behind the old monk's head, with endless resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, and his life was ended by a claw.

The cold wind blew, blowing the tattered animal skin on the eagle-eyed man's chest, faintly revealing the lifelike goshawk lines on his chest.

······

A sparse pine forest ten miles away from the dense forest.

Zhang Yuanhao staggered and fell off the Huoyuan sword, landing next to the camel beast that was tied to the trunk of the tree, and the blood trickled down from his shoulder, soaking the ground.

Taking out a bottle of healing elixir from the storage ring, and then swallowing one, Zhang Yuanhao wanted to meditate and refine the medicinal power, but he didn't want to have sharp pains on his shoulders from time to time, making him almost unable to calm down and refine the medicinal power.

When the spiritual sense was detected, Zhang Yuanhao couldn't help but gasp.

"What a vicious arrow!"

Under the exploration of spiritual sense, the structure of the bee needle-like small arrow was revealed in Zhang Yuanhao's sea of consciousness.

The small arrow was about an inch long, and almost completely submerged into Zhang Yuanhao's left shoulder. As soon as the tip of the arrow pierced into the flesh, it burst open, countless sharp metal shards spread through the flesh like flowers, and the entire inside of the left shoulder was almost completely destroyed by the small arrow.

Zhang Yuanhao couldn't help but feel a little afraid. If this arrow is aimed at his heart, then as long as he breaks through the skin, he will die at this moment.

"That's all there is to it!"

Zhang Yuanhao gritted his teeth, took out a dagger-like magic weapon with a cold light from the storage ring, and plunged it straight into his left shoulder.

Whoa!

A scalp-tinging sound came, Zhang Yuanhao's face turned pale, and he trembled and pulled out a large piece of flesh and blood from his left shoulder, and the scattered small arrow was taken out along with the flesh.

With a long sigh of relief, Zhang Yuanhao took out a few pills and took them, and then threw a heavenly eye technique on his body, looking at the realm ten miles away.

The effect of the Ice Talisman had disappeared, and the tribe where the eagle-eyed man belonged quickly cleared the remnants of the hostile tribes in the dense forest, leaving behind the corpses and chasing them straight in the direction of Zhang Yuanhao's escape.

The fastest was the eagle-eyed man and a few Northland monks of the Divine Power Realm, they were a few feet away, temporarily leaving behind their tribal team, and quickly pursued Zhang Yuanhao, only four or five miles away from where he was now.

"Damn!" Zhang Yuanhao's eyes were cold, "Could it be that their purpose is also the bloodline of the middle-aged man with the hair?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Zhang Yuanhao became more and more confirmed. He didn't take anything more than devouring the bloodline of the middle-aged man with the hair, and they chased after him so desperately, it must be for the bloodline.

"Fortunately, there are camel beasts to walk!"

Zhang Yuanhao endured the pain on his shoulders from time to time, climbed onto the back of the camel beast, spiritual power gushed out, and was about to control the camel beast to escape, when he suddenly stopped sharply, looked at the surrounding environment, seemed to think of something, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

······

In less than half an hour, several Divine Power Realm cultivators rushed in.

A short Divine Power Realm monk snorted his nose a few times, pointed it in one direction, and then looked at the eagle-eyed men and nodded.

The dwarf monk took a step forward, his nose constantly sniffing the smell in the air, and slowly walked towards the tree where Zhang Yuanhao had tied his horse earlier.

For a moment –

Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded suddenly, half of the forest was blown into flames, and the wind carried the dust and raised several feet high, and many trees were directly blown off by the roots. For a moment, countless trees collapsed, almost blasting the middle of the woods into an open space.

At the moment, miles away.

When Zhang Yuanhao heard the aftermath of the explosion, he grinned and laughed, not wanting to affect the wound on his shoulder for a while, and hissed another breath of cold air.