Zhang Haotian relied on his powerful cultivation, and the sonic damage he received was actually not great, so after settling everyone, he also wanted to go to the scene to have a look. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info let's not talk about whether he can hunt the Spinning Turtle to obtain rewards and treasures, just seeing Zitong and the Spinning Turtle fighting has benefited him a lot.

After all, Zhang Haotian has always been a blind man, and his cultivation is completely on his own, not to mention right or wrong, just take combat experience as an example, Zhang Haotian is particularly lacking, especially in a battle like this life-and-death battle, it is even more worth his adventure.

Although it was only a cup of tea, the battle scene had deviated by tens of kilometers and had changed dramatically.

The battle object of Zitong also changed from a spinning turtle to a seven-clawed yellow dragon, and the dragon body was several miles long. Huang Long is obviously powerful, swinging his body from time to time, and spitting out dragon breath for a while, which is really a posture of hitting death and getting stained with death. Unlike the battle situation of the passively beaten Spiral Turtle, the strength of Zitong alone could no longer suppress Huanglong.

"Let's come together!" Although the arrogant Zitong wanted to kill Huanglong alone, it was a pity that he couldn't do it. He had no choice but to unite with the remaining few scattered immortal cultivators to come up and besiege Huanglong.

The other people with low cultivation have either fallen to the ground or have fled the scene and are nowhere to be found.

Although Huang Long is strong, after all, the people who besiege him are not weak, and there is also Zitong - this unusual scattered immortal.

Huang Long was surrounded in the middle, and all kinds of weapons hit Huang Long from time to time, but Huang Long's flesh was strong, and only Zitong's sword could leave some traces on his flesh, and the attacks of other people could only delay Huang Long's attack.

The battle between Huang Long and everyone was stalemate, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

"Where did the Spiral Turtle go? Was it killed? What is the relationship between Huanglong and the Spiral Turtle, and how did Huanglong get involved in this kind of battle?" Zhang Haotian was puzzled.

Suddenly, Zhang Haotian found that there was a lake not far from the battlefield, the white mist was even thicker, and there was no edge in sight, but there was an obvious blood mark extending towards the lake.

"Could it be that the tortoise has retreated to the lake?" Zhang Haotian walked towards the lake along the bloodstains, and dived towards the lake with his intuition. For some reason, Zhang Haotian was particularly sensitive to blood qi, and he sneaked all the way along with blood qi, although the road was tortuous, but finally came to a black pressure in front of the entrance of a cave as high as dozens of zhang. Although Zhang Haotian hesitated, he still gritted his teeth and sneaked in.

The lake cave is very long, and after about half an hour of sneaking, Zhang Haotian actually came to a very spacious and bright place. It was filled with a rich chaotic vitality.

"It is estimated that only such a place can retain some chaotic vitality!" Zhang Haotian sighed in his heart.

While feeling the chaotic vitality, while looking around, Zhang Haotian found that the previously injured spiral turtle was indeed lying on the ground, already dying, but he obviously felt that he was struggling to do something.

"Does it still have the strength to attack?" Zhang Haotian was puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but use the Mixed Yuan Colorful Illusion Technique, disguised himself as a white mist, and cautiously approached the past.

When he got closer, Zhang Hao found that the whirling turtle was not preparing to attack, and was laying eggs with difficulty. A short time later, with a low roar, an oval-shaped turtle egg descended to the ground with hot air.

"Please, please, be kind to my child. I have nothing to repay, only the Origin Mind Turtle Bogong is a gift to you. Looking back at the turtle egg, the tortoise didn't care about his injured body, just silently shed blood and tears, and pleaded with Zhang Haotian with his divine sense, and passed on his heart to him without waiting for Zhang Haotian to refuse.

I have to say that the hand of the tortoise is beautiful, as the saying goes: if you want to take it first, you must give it first.

At this time, the whirling turtle had no attack power, and the injury was already very serious, and the production had exhausted its last trace of vitality.

It's gambling, and the tortoise can only ask God to bless its children with good people. Once Zhang Haotian got the benefit of Turtle Bogong, it was not good not to agree to its request. At present, even if Zhang Haotian obtains the exercises, can he not pass them on to his children? After all, once the descendants of the spinning turtle learn the Origin Mind Method, the Turtle Wave Gong will be a great help.

"Okay, as long as I'm there for a day, I promise to be kind to him. Don't worry!" Zhang Haotian looked at the turtle egg and the spinning turtle, and silently agreed with his divine sense.

After saying this, Zhang Haotian actually felt the vibration of his own merit golden light, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that there will also be merit golden light?"

"Thank you!" After receiving Zhang Haotian's promise, the spinning turtle seemed to let go of the big things in his heart, and seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in his life, and lowered its huge head with blood and tears.

Zhang Haotian put the turtle eggs into the yellow chopping immortal gourd. Although there is a storage ring, Zhang Haotian does not dare to expose the ring now, so he has to receive the turtle eggs into the gourd for nourishment.

At the same time, Zhang Haotian also unceremoniously received the chaotic vitality in the cave into the immortal gourd and used it to nourish the turtle eggs.

Since the tortoise chooses to settle here, it must be that the place here is very suitable for its production. In other words, the offspring of the Spiral Turtle are very well adapted to the Chaos Element. Zhang Haotian didn't know how to hatch turtle eggs, so he had to try to maintain such an environment.

Although Zhang Haotian knew that if he brought back the corpse of the whirling turtle, he would not only get a reward, but also gain greater trust from the Fengyun No. 1 team, but in line with the principle of putting the dead first, he carefully buried the body of the whirling turtle.

When he walked out of the hole, Zhang Haotian casually collapsed the hole and made a mark, so that once the turtle hatched in the future, if he wanted to come back to his mother, he would be able to mourn.

When Zhang Haotian quietly came out of the lake, the battle between Huang Long and the others continued. As Huang Long continued to fight with his body and breath, the only people around him who could fight were the three scattered immortals who were able to fight, including Zitong, but they were obviously dominated by Zitong's attacks.

For some reason, Zhang Haotian obviously felt that Zitong seemed to be stimulated by something, and slashed towards Huanglong with a sword as heavy as a sword. Under the encirclement and suppression, even with the strength of the Yellow Dragon, it suffered a lot of damage, and although it had no wounds, it was still in spirit, but the wounds were all over and the blood was flowing out.

"Let's all stop! This Yellow Dragon has a fate with me, let it go!" When the battle was at its climax, a Taoist with a negative round light, wearing seventy-two colors, a weak left hand, and a false hand in his right hand came to the scene of the battle.

"I have seen you here. I saw the Taoist arch his hand and speak.

"He is Yuan Shi?!In this way, I have seen two of them in the Sanqing!" "Could it be that this Huanglong is the real person of Huanglong in the future?!" Zhang Haotian secretly pondered in his heart.

"Yuan Shidu has appeared, it seems that this battle is about to end, I will retreat!" Zhang Haotian felt that there was no point in staying here any longer, so he quietly retreated outside the valley.

Just as Zhang Haotian came out of Tianyun Valley, he suddenly saw the Yuan Shi Dao people stepping on the yellow dragon and rushing out of Tianyun Valley. At this time, although the Yellow Dragon was bleeding nonstop, it could be seen that its gaze was still looking at the valley with unwillingness, unbearability, and helplessness, and flew to the distant sky under the urging of the Taoist.

"Which bastard stole my treasure!" After a while, an angry voice came from Tianyun Valley, obviously Zitong's voice. It was as if something precious to him had been stolen.

Zhang Haotian was worried about Orange Rui and his party, and he didn't think much about it, and went straight to Orange Rui and their hiding place.