"Ahh

In the scream of the white-bearded old man, the long sword infused with strong mana in Zhang Yuanhao's hand twisted slightly, and his palm was completely ripped off, and it fell to the ground with a click, spurting out a large area of blood from the severed hand.

"Die!"

Feeling the passage of mana in his body, Zhang Yuanhao did not hesitate, the long sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow, slashed through the old man's neck covered with fine white scales, and shot out a piece of blood, sprinkled all over the sky.

A faint trace of luck came to his heart, but it did not bring Zhang Yuanhao a great understanding, and he shook his head and left it behind.

At this point, two Northland monks of the Divine Power Realm and a fowl demon of the Foundation Building Realm all died under Zhang Yuanhao's sword.

In the clear sky in the distance, the golden eagle vulture with a low realm saw everything in his eyes, and a pair of eagle eyes looked at Zhang Yuanhao, so cold and gloomy that it seemed to be dripping water.

Zhang Yuanhao had noticed this demon beast a long time ago under the influence of the Heavenly Eye Technique, but it flew too high, and in the extreme north, it was difficult to reach that height with his ability to fly in the sky, so he didn't make a move on it.

"No, I don't feel a little familiar!"

Zhang Yuanhao looked at the eagle vulture's sharp eyes, and always felt uneasy in his heart, as if he had seen this pair of eyes somewhere before.

"It's him!"

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Yuanhao suddenly realized, and looked at the eyes of the eagle vulture hovering in the distance a few times, and felt a little chill in his heart.

He still found it!

Yes, the eyes of the golden eagle vulture coincided with the eagle-eyed man in Zhang Yuanhao's memory, almost exactly the same, and even gave Zhang Yuanhao an illusion, as if it was the eagle-eyed man of the Divine Power Realm staring at him in the air.

It's been so long, and the man hasn't even given up.

Zhang Yuanhao was a little helpless. It has been more than half a year since the dispute between him and the eagle-eyed man and others, but he didn't expect that this person would not die to kill him, and he would have been looking for him for more than half a year.

Among the memory fragments of Dan Yuanzi, Zhang Yuanhao found some news related to it.

This person should have enslaved a low-level demon beast in some way, and then used the power of the bloodline to cleanse its demon body, making that demon beast similar to his own bloodline, and then using this to transform the demon beast into a vision similar to the incarnation outside the body.

Compared to Zhang Yuanhao's law cultivation, the body cultivation soul is weak, and it is almost impossible to imprint the slave mark in the soul of the demon beast, so it can only enslave some low-level demon beasts in this way.

Presumably the man must be on his way here by now.

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yuanhao's mouth, and he raised his eyebrows at the golden figure in the sky a little defiantly, and then walked in the direction of the demon corpse.

It was a demon beast that built a foundation realm, and the value of the corpse was also very high, so it couldn't be wasted.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of space in Zhang Yuanhao's storage ring, which can store some of the more precious materials on the white crane demon bird, which is another expensive spirit stone.

Just when Zhang Yuanhao was unhurriedly dismembering the foundation building realm demon beast. Thousands of miles away, a gray shadow shrouded half of the sky, the sparse sound of flapping wings sounded, and when I looked closely, it turned out that there was a huge gray demon bird with a majestic demon body in the air, flapping its wide wings like clouds, and it went away from the sky.

On its back, there is a tall stone fortress, countless thick black metal chains will be dozens of meters high stone castle firmly tied to the back of this towering demon bird, vaguely visible chains and the rough formation prohibition circulating on the stone wall of the fortress, as if it has been washed over countless years, but it is still solid.

If Zhang Yuanhao was here, he would definitely exclaim in surprise and then flee away.

In Dan Yuanzi's memory, this demon bird can be said to be famous, and many powerful and prosperous tribes may have one or two to protect the prosperity of the tribe.

Its name is called Negative Mountain Peng, although it is a foundation building demon beast, but it is much larger than the ordinary demon of the Jiedan Realm, its wingspan is several miles wide, carrying mountains and rivers, and the skin is rough and thick, and the defense is extremely strong.

What's even more outrageous is that although Negative Shanpeng is huge, he is terrifyingly fast. The flight speed of an adult negative mountain peng is not at all lower than that of a cultivator of the Jiedan Realm at full speed, and he can easily do it in a thousand miles a day.

At this moment, in the stone castle on the back of this huge and majestic negative mountain peng, you can clearly see a man with eagle eyes in a gorgeous silk robe standing in front of a stone window in the stone castle, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his sharp eyes.

And from the high altitude, you can vaguely glimpse a lot of powerful monks in the stone castle, all of them are introverted, some have knotted muscles, tiger backs, and some are short and muscular, but they show a depressing aura. As far as the eye can see, all of them are monks of the Divine Power Realm, and there are no less than twenty of them.

Even in Cangfeng Country, the Yi Yan Sword Sect covered the sky with one hand, and there were only a dozen foundation-building monks in one door, and now there were so many monks equivalent to the foundation-building realm carried on the back of a demon bird, it was simply a terrifying team.

If you don't get out, you can even sweep a country.

......

Zhang Yuanhao slowly cut off several slender steel feathers on the tail of the white crane, then glanced at its tattered demon body that had been dismembered by himself, shook his head, and stood up.

The precious materials are basically in Zhang Yuanhao's storage ring, and the rest are some dispensable materials, and Zhang Yuanhao will not put them away to take up space.

Glancing at the golden eagle vulture hovering high above his head again, the latter was afraid of being touched by himself, so he flew very high, but he was afraid that Zhang Yuanhao would leave quietly, and wanted to come down and harass him, so one flew around above Zhang Yuanhao's head.

Zhang Yuanhao was about to leave, passing by the old man's broken corpse, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, as if there was something in his body that wanted to leave his body.

"Is it the power of the bloodline?"

Just when Zhang Yuanhao was a little puzzled, the golden scorpion tattoo on his chest that had been silent for a long time was uncertain for a while, and then turned into a golden scorpion phantom with a bleak color and even some transparency, floating in front of Zhang Yuanhao.

As soon as the golden scorpion phantom appeared, it pounced on the corpse floating on the ground as if it had been hungry for a long time, and directly burrowed into the cracked wound on its neck covered with dry white scales, and burrowed into its body.

With a strange sound coming out of his body, the old man's already shriveled body deflated as if he had been deflated, and his originally dark skin became a little pale and puffy, as if the blood in it had been drained by the golden scorpion phantom.

Soon, the golden scorpion phantom emerged from this corpse and flew into another corpse, wriggling in his remnants.