Chapter 115: Tailgating

"That's ...... Immortal Realm Cultivator of the Golden Wing Tribe!"

Zhang Yuanhao had seen them from afar during the full moon sacrifice of the Golden Wing Tribe, so he was particularly familiar.

"Could it be...... That's a musk deer?"

Such a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and the more Zhang Yuanhao thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

In the face of the resolute self-explosion of the Otogi Spirit, the barge musk deer fled in panic, but it still failed to escape its explosion range, and finally turned into a golden dome.

In Zhang Yuanhao's memory, there were many powerful demon beasts with similar life-saving powers, so he was not surprised.

continued to look, but saw that the three of them had recovered a lot after taking many herbs to recuperate. After recuperating for a while, he once again activated the formation under him, and began to withdraw the blood qi in his body and transport it towards the golden giant egg floating on the lava waterfall.

Zhang Yuanhao watched for a long time, shook his head, and prepared to leave.

Although the Musk Deer almost killed him at the beginning, he didn't think that he had the ability to take revenge on it now, and he was still in front of three powerful Northland monks.

The figure turned into a fiery red light, and Zhang Yuanhao flew directly upward.

After flying for several hours, Zhang Yuanhao saw the rock formation above his head, which had become full of holes and potholes under the erosion of the lava sea and fire poison.

Zhang Yuanhao urged the Dao seal in the dantian, and his body was illusory for a while, and then turned into an earthy yellow streamer, blended into the crimson rock formation, and disappeared.

In the next few days, Zhang Yuanhao was almost always in a state of retreat, once his spiritual power was about to be exhausted, he stopped and retreated from the rock formation to recuperate and meditate, and after recovering his spiritual power, he turned into a ray of light and merged into the rock formation.

......

On this day, Zhang Yuanhao was still walking through the rock formations, his speed was extremely fast, and countless gray-black rock barriers fell backwards like lines, shuttling hundreds of meters away in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, his spiritual sense moved, and he clearly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual power diffusion.

After thinking about it, he fled directly in that direction.

"Senior brother, you cover me, and wait for me to sacrifice the Yin Spirit Rope to tie the soul of this insect beast!"

In the darkness, a short, middle-aged man lowered his voice and said to a burly man beside him, in front of them, there was a mantis beast with a gray carapace, with two knives on its arms, very fierce.

Both of them are in the realm of Qi cultivation, but the burly man seems to have cultivated his body at the same time, and he is tall, and a fierce aura arises spontaneously.

The fierce burly man nodded, stepped forward, and a green fireball ignited in his hand, throwing it at the pair of sword mantises.

I saw the mantis beast squeak, and a pair of light blade wings were born on its back, buzzing towards the two of them, and the blade arm was horizontal, and the sharp qi cut through the darkness and slashed at the burly man.

"Drink!"

The burly man roared, slapped the storage bag on his waist, and sacrificed a gloomy white bone flag, on which floated a banner sewn from countless animal skins, and many demon beast souls loomed in it.

"Bone Dementor Flag, block it for me!"

The burly man shouted violently, and several magic seals were punched out in his hands. I saw several groups of beast souls filled with yin qi flying out of the flag, and the realm was very low, but they were not afraid of death and rushed towards the oncoming knife arms of the pair of sword mantis beasts.

Swish!

The two beast souls were directly cut off by the sharp knife arms, turning into viscous yin qi, corroding on the mantis beast's arms, making a sneering sound, while the remaining beast souls pounced on the mantis beast with their teeth and claws and struggled to bite.

"Okay, look at my Yin Lingsuo!"

The short man had been brewing spells beside him, constantly changing his handprints, and finally he raised a pitch-black chain of spiritual power, and flew towards the mantis beast that was entangled in several beast spirits.

I saw that the chain directly penetrated its heavy carapace, and suddenly pulled out a fist-sized gray soul from it, which was the same as the figure of the mantis beast, but it was much smaller, but at this moment, it was scurrying around under the blockade of the chain, and the chain of spiritual power condensed by the short man was pulled with a loud sound.

"Close!"

The short man pulled out the spell, and the chains trembled, pulling the soul of the struggling mantis beast out of its shell and pulling it towards the direction where the two of them were.

Seeing this, the short man hurriedly took out a palm-sized tambourine from the storage bag, which was also made of white bones as a drum frame and animal skin as a drum surface, but the yin qi was weak, and it was obviously not as powerful as the white bone flag in his senior brother's hand.

The dwarf man aimed the leather tambourine at the mantis spirit, which wriggled for a while, and was soon absorbed into the tambourine and stopped moving.

"Haha, thank you brother!"

The short man was excited. The two quickly dismembered the mantis beast's shell, and hurried in one direction.

"Senior brother, thank you very much this time, if it weren't for your help, I would definitely not have gained so much this time when the sect opened the big array, if I want to come out to collect souls next time, I don't know what year and month I went!"

The two walked hurriedly, still talking.

Zhang Yuanhao's figure was hidden in the rock formation, and he followed the two slowly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The reason why he came here to take a look was because he sensed a cultivation of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and it was only in the middle and late stages of Qi Training. This kind of cultivation actually appeared in the underground world thousands of miles above the ground, which made Zhang Yuanhao very curious.

Sure enough, as soon as these two people spoke, Zhang Yuanhao obtained a lot of useful information.

They spoke the continental lingua franca, not the ancient lingua franca prevailing in the Far North. Moreover, from the magic weapons and cultivation techniques used by the two of them, he could tell that these two people must belong to an evil sect, and from the conversation between the two, he could also figure out that this sect is in the underground world nine times out of ten, and it is hidden from the outside world, and the big array will be opened every once in a while, allowing the disciples to go out to practice.

This aroused Zhang Yuanhao's curiosity, he had never heard of a sect that would establish a sect in the underground world.

From time to time, the sound of the two of them could be heard in the darkness, and they seemed to be very familiar with each other, finding their way through the dim and dull underground without the need for spiritual lighting.

It's just that, to their surprise, behind them, a tail quietly followed.

After seven turns and eight turns, the group of two stopped next to an ordinary boulder, and slapped on it for a while, and the boulder actually made a clicking sound, as if there was something in it.

Just as the two of them stopped moving, the boulder burst open, splitting in half, revealing a dark hole at the bottom, bubbling cold.

Through his spiritual sense, Zhang Yuanhao couldn't even feel the layers of prohibitions in the boulder, and it wasn't until the boulder cracked, revealing a black hole at the bottom, that he sensed the numerous prohibitions through his spiritual sense.

"Can't get in!"

Zhang Yuanhao turned into a ray of light, and as soon as he approached the boulder within three zhang range, he felt a strong threat, and the infinite forbidden light suddenly appeared, and the boulder seemed to have turned into a hedgehog that was armed to the extreme by the prohibition.