The ancient barren forest is smoky all year round, the peaks are strange and the water is strange, and there are often spirit beasts infested, which is a rare secret place in Shenzhou. Ordinary monks, if they don't have treasures on their bodies, they can't walk an inch in the barren forest.

Although there is sun, moon, yin and yang, night and day in the cultivation world, the monk's spiritual sense is keen and unaffected. The sky is full of stars, the moon is hidden, it seems that the weather is not bad these days, there is sunny weather one after another, the aura is active, and even the ravines that are shrouded in fog all year round have become clear. The mist is misty, the distant peaks are continuous, the Xuanyin River from the ancient barren forest flows to the southwest, a little fire burns quietly on the beach by the river, and the two figures of one green and one white snuggle aside, so that the noisy Xuanyin River is quiet.

"Zhang Fan, don't have an accident, wake up quickly. A murmur sounded. It turned out that the people by the river were Lingyue and Zhang Fan who fled from the phantom cave in a hurry, Lingyue flew for a few days, and did not see others chasing after him, so he hurriedly fell down with Zhang Fan, who was in a coma due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

She was dressed in white, immersed in the mist, like a fairy, quiet and elegant. Unexpectedly, the inadvertently sad look between the eyebrows quietly revealed something.

The breeze blows, a touch of jade quietly blooms, the delicate waist reveals the tip of the iceberg, and the slanted hair seems to sense something, and scatters like a waterfall without a trace, covering the beauty in the wind with a black veil.

In the world of cultivation, beauty is like smoke, but the woman who is so elegant and fairy-like is not something that can be cultivated in an ordinary beautiful place. In fact, Lingyue Fairy and her senior sister Lingyun are known as the Northern Immortal Shuangshu, how can they be ordinary people, not to mention that her strength is extraordinary, and she is no longer comparable to ordinary foundation building real people.

The ancient barren forest is mysterious, the Xuanyin River is even more extraordinary, the strange flowers and plants are dark, the spirit birds and beasts are rampant, and the monks generally will not hesitate to break into this place with their lives. This is a place of beautiful mountains and rivers. What else did she have to worry about in the quiet and elegant scene? Perhaps there was nothing to worry about except for the sleeping man in front of her.

The night is getting darker. The fog in the mountains gradually thickened, and wisps of spiritual energy continued to converge towards Zhang Fan. submerged in his meridians. The blue spiritual sea in the dantian space gradually became deeper, and the criss-crossing green spiritual currents became denser and denser, gradually merging into one, and there was a great tendency to compete with the blue spiritual sea.

Zhang Fan's face gradually recovered, and Lingyue's willow eyebrows also stretched.

"Twitter......" The golden scales ran out of the green robe at some point, calling out. Lingyue looked at it in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Little thing, I know it if you don't say it." Your master is fine. Will wake up soon. ”

"Twitter......" The little head of the golden scale kept shaking. Lingyue stretched out her hand and slowly slid on the layered scales, her eyes showed a look of envy, and she said abruptly: "What a lucky boy, he actually accepted a pet with such spirituality!"

The sky in the east had changed imperceptibly, and the fog by the Xuanyin River was getting heavier and heavier, but Lingyue was not worried. As long as the sun rises and the yang energy envelops the heavens and the earth, the fog of the barren forest will completely disperse, and at that time Zhang Fan will also wake up, and then the two real people in the foundation building period will join forces. Leaving the forest safely is not a problem.

Everything seemed calm and natural, the hazy white light on the horizon became clearer and clearer, and the sadness on Ling Yue's face faded. Zhang Fan hasn't woken up yet. The golden scales did not return to Zhang Fan's blue robe, and when Lingyue saw this, although she wanted to wait a little longer, but considering that the ancient barren forest was too big, and the flying of the sword was easy to attract a group of spirit beasts, she made up her mind, her pretty face was slightly red, and said, "Okay, I'll be cheap for you kid again." Said with Zhang Fan. Leap up and move forward quickly. But that's when things changed.

For some reason, the fog was getting heavier and heavier. Her Gundam Foundation Tsukchen Divine Consciousness was gradually suppressed, and the golden scales also screamed, her head kept shaking, and her posture was towards the slightly thinner side of the mist.

"You mean to tell me to come with you?" Lingyue asked. Jin Liang nodded happily, and Ling Yue saw that the fog around him was rapidly converging, and his divine sense was being suppressed more and more, and sighed: "Okay, I didn't expect that this barren forest center would be different from the periphery, the yang qi was just born, and the miasma not only did not decrease, but accumulated more and more. Since you know how to go, I'll follow you. ”

"Twitter......" golden scales in front, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, walking through the north, and then to the south. It led the way in front, messy, irregular, after walking for a long time, Lingyue actually found that she had returned to the place she had walked before, and she was a little helpless in her heart, and asked angrily: "Little guy, are you itchy and play with me?"

"Tsk!" the golden scales suddenly screamed, and shot forward at once. Lingyue hurriedly followed, but the scene that appeared in front of her made her stunned for a moment.

"Tsk!" the golden scales called anxiously around Lingyue. A cold snort suddenly enveloped it.

......In the blink of an eye, the three-foot snake that was still alive turned into a soft loach, fell from the air with a "snap", and disappeared into Zhang Fan's green robe.

Ling Yue's face was a little embarrassed, but she still managed to calm herself down, and asked lightly, "Ancestor is here, why is it that you are here?" As she spoke, the mist surged in front of her, and a blue-robed flower-haired man paced into the air. With a serious countenance, he said in a tone that seemed to be close but full of majesty: "Senior Lingyue is really confused, he actually ran into this barren forest indiscriminately, don't you know that this place is not a small cultivator in the foundation building period?"

Lingyue said lightly: "Thank you Ancestor for your concern, Lingyue just heard that the master planned to refine the Xuanming Spirit Pill, and specially came in to find a few elixirs for the master, and it will be fine." ”

"Xuanyue?" the man smiled, looking at Lingyue, a ray ......of essence flashed in his eyes. This man is the Jindan Ancestor of the Northern Hell Sect who led the team this time, Xuanming Ancestor, who escaped by luck the previous time, and for some reason did not leave directly, but came here.

"The ancestor was busy with affairs, Lingyue didn't dare to disturb, and left first. With that, Lingyue took out the sword and was about to leave. Xuan Ming waved his hand and said with a light smile: "Hehe, don't worry about my nephew." Originally, Uncle Shi and I also came here to look for some elixir, but since I found that my nephew was in trouble, why didn't I help?"

"So be it. I'm not going to look any further, so I'm going to send you back to the door. As he spoke, Xuan Ming took out a mirror, enlarged it instantly, looked at Lingyue, and motioned for her to go up.

In fact. Lingyue had long held a grudge against Xuan Ming. Ten days ago, on the sealing platform in the ruins of the Phantom Demon Cave, Ling Yue had just obtained the spirit weapon treasure clothes. was attacked from behind. She could have retreated with her whole body and even seized the opportunity. The one who snatched another ancient spirit weapon, who knew that the critical moment was interrupted by Xuan Ming's shouting, and he hesitated for a moment, and at the same time, the attacks of the four Jindan Ancestors came one after another, blasting her ten miles away at once, if it weren't for the thick skin and flesh of the golden scales, she might not be as simple as a slight injury. What's more, the first person to attack her was the Xuanming Ancestor, who was a fellow sect.

"What is Lingyue's nephew worried about? Could it be that Uncle Lingyue will be unfavorable to you?" Xuan Ming asked with a faint smile, "Come on." I'm fine, I'll give you a ride. ”

"Nope. Thank you for your kindness, Lingyue still has something to do, and she doesn't want to leave for the time being. Lingyue shook her head and said apologetically.

"Hehehe......" Xuan Ming's laughter suddenly became a little weird, and a strange crimson appeared on his face, and a faint momentum spread out.

The thick fog around them quickly pushed outward, and the chirping of the spirit beast gradually became louder.

"What a watery little baby, if it was in the past, this seat might have taken you in, quack ......" Xuan Ming was angry. In the blink of an eye, his face changed, and the strong evil meaning was self-evident.

"Ancestor, please respect yourself, you are a rare Jindan Ancestor in the door. How can she say such a thing?" Although things were not unexpected by Ling Yue, seeing the evil face in front of her, compared to the kind appearance when she left the door before, even though she had more than a hundred years of experience and experienced some wind and rain, she never dared to think that there was such a vicious person in the door, and her heart was sad.

"Master and nephew, hand over the spiritual weapon! Otherwise, this seat will not have the slightest pity for what he can't use. ......"Xuan Mingyin laughed. Lingyue was furious when she heard this, knowing that Xuan Ming's patience was exhausted. Regardless of whether Zhang Fan had woken up yet, he angrily reprimanded: "The ancestor is really wishful thinking! Snatch the magic weapon, the human face and the heart of the beast! What a scum of the Northern Underworld!" At the same time, the sword in his hand was already clenched in his hand, and he had to flee as soon as he had the opportunity.

"Hehe! what a sharp-toothed little girl!" Xuan Ming approached step by step, and Ling Yue retreated step by step. He took the mirror magic weapon, looked at Lingyue, and shouted: "Do you want to have the final say, let's talk about it first!"

"Shameless!" The aura came, Lingyue suddenly fell into the quagmire, her face turned purple with anger, and with a loud shout, a golden jade talisman flew out.

"Looking for a ...... death" Xuan Ming shouted, and his aura hand suddenly pinched the jade talisman. The majestic momentum slammed into Lingyue like a mountain, instantly knocking her out of the place shrouded in spiritual light.

"Just a few runes want to stop me, die!" Xuan Ming didn't hesitate any longer, shouted angrily, and the mirror shot at the spirit moon in the air again. Seeing that Lingyue was about to be shrouded in spiritual light again, a loud shout came out at this time: "Old Demon Xuanming, it turns out that you are here!"

"Ah......h

"Ahh

"Bang...... Click!" Several spiritual lights shattered and scattered, and a loud sound suddenly came out, and the sharp pain in the heart suddenly entered the sea of Xuan Ming Consciousness, and a strange feeling instantly came. Xuan Mingping felt the arrival of death for the second time, and suddenly used all his strength to cut off his right arm in an instant.

"Old fellow, don't try to escape!" Zhang Fan's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, faint but breathtaking.

"Ahh At the same time, the roar of the beast quickly enveloped the area.

"Damn Xuanming......" Zhang Fan didn't expect the spirit beasts to gather so quickly. It turned out that he woke up when Lingyue was talking to Xuan Ming, but his spiritual power was not fully recovered, and he used his black sword to break the magic weapon of Xuan Ming with all his strength, sucking his blood, causing Xuan Ming to suffer a lot of injuries, which scared his guts, but he also drained the spiritual power that had just recovered.

"Ahem!" Zhang Fan reluctantly held his body with a black sword, his pale face turned red, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of reverse blood.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Buzz ......"

There were bursts of spirit beast chirping and restlessness in the mist, and a large number of spirit beasts of no lower rank were rapidly approaching.

"Longyou was played by shrimp in the shallows, and the tiger was bullied by dogs in Pingyang! Golden scales, get back quickly......" Zhang Fan paused for a moment, sighed, and shouted.

"Yin ......" Baizhang Jinjiao flew from afar. Zhang Fan did not hesitate, jumped on the dragon's back, and saw Lingyue lying weakly on the side. Looking at myself, my heart is complicated and indescribable.

"So ......," she said. A streamer of light suddenly shot in the distance.

"Little thief, it turns out that you can't do it!" Stop, ......" is Xuan Ming, he just escaped for a few miles and didn't see Zhang Fan chasing after him and hurriedly returned, but found Zhang Fan's situation, and the anger in his heart suddenly exploded, and several spiritual lights hit him as he spoke.

"Ahh

"Yin ......" The golden scale already knew the situation, and when Xuan Ming came, he flew into the distance at a high speed, and at the same time, the aura belonging to the spirit beast king unscrupulously pressed towards the beast group below.

"Bang Bang Bang Bang ......" Dozens of splashes burst out from the Xuanyin River one after another, and Xuanming's attack did not hit the golden scales. The Xuanyin River was turned upside down, and the water waves were monstrous.

"The little reptile is actually a dragon, just to make blood food for this seat!" The two streamers traveled southwest along the Xuanyin River at high speed. After a while, several rays of spiritual light hit the golden scale.

"Groan......" The Golden Scale let out a painful groan, but still flew forward desperately. Although Xuan Ming was injured, he was a Jindan monk, and Zhang Fan was injured, so he was not his opponent and would not blindly meet the enemy. Lingyue urged, "Hurry up." If we let that old thief get close, we'll all die......"

"Yin ......" The old wound of the golden scale has not healed, and a new wound has been added. After being hit a few times, it was already crumbling. Zhang Fan's face was solemn, Lingyue's urging continued, and the surrounding beasts were scurrying around.

"Quack, you two sluts, die!" Xuan Ming was ecstatic in his heart, knowing that Zhang Fan and Lingyue were both carrying spiritual weapons, and the golden scales were even more alien spirit beasts, and the ambition in his heart suddenly swelled to the extreme, and he didn't want to kill the Dao Dao spiritual light. Fall on the Golden Scale.

The golden scale did not dare to stop, and could only be passively attacked. The injury worsened. The Xuanming Ancestor who was flying behind him approached little by little.

"What should I do, Zhang Fan!" Lingyue looked at the broken flesh and blood on the golden scale. Anxiously asked. If they can't think of a way, they will definitely fall into the clutches of Xuanming.

"Golden scales, you quickly become smaller, don't let the Xuanming Old Demon attack again!" Zhang Fan made a decision and ordered. With a solemn face, a green flame appeared in his hand.

"Haha, little reptile, die!" Several spiritual lights quickly approached with Xuan Ming's laughter.

"Golden scales, get smaller quickly! Let him get closer, the little master told him to know that the Jindan Ancestor can also be killed!" Zhang Fan said.

"......" the golden scales responded, quickly becoming smaller.

"Stupid thing, die!" Xuan Ming had already approached, and a big aura hand pressed like a cover.

"It's you who died, old thief!" the cyan spirit flame shot out suddenly, and a chill shot towards the giant palm.

"Spiritual fire!" Xuan Ming was taken aback. However, at this moment, the situation changed again, the expected spiritual fire did not hit, but Zhang Fan and the two fell rapidly.

"Huh......" Xuan Ming, who was originally frightened by the spiritual flame, spit out a soft sigh from his stiff mouth.

"Ahh......h Puff ...... "The golden scales became smaller, and Zhang Fan and Lingyue on their backs fell from the air into the water at once.

"Ahh

"Bang! click......"

"Shameless child, you are looking for death!" When Xuanming fell, a piece of ice suddenly formed in the Xuanyin River. He tried his best but knocked himself into the eyes full of Venus, thinking that he had hit the trick repeatedly, and his heart was furious.

The sword in his hand slashed at the ice desperately, causing snowflakes to splash in the Xuanyin River, and the water tribe suffered. When he was exhausted, Xuan Ming felt a sharp pain all over his body, the new arm that had just grown was shattered, and the inner view of Jin Dan actually withered.

The blood-red arrow eroded the golden pill step by step, and a coolness enveloped his heart. The spirit beast next to him was frightened by the madman's actions, but when he smelled the smell of blood, the person in front of him was the Jindan Ancestor, and a swarm of bees rushed to the center on the ice surface, heading towards the Xuanming Ancestor.

"Poof!" a wild wolf was the first to bite off a piece of flesh from Xuan Ming's injured hand. The severe pain woke up Xuan Ming, and shouted angrily: "Mole ants, look for death!" The long sword in his hand drew a circle of light and slashed dozens of spirit beasts into blood foam, but the spirit beasts that heard the blood roared like a mountain.

The aura was greatly lost, and the injury had not recovered, even the Jindan Ancestor could not face the vast spirit beasts, not to mention that the Jindan Ancestor's combat power had dropped to the point where he could only kill dozens of low-level spirit beasts with a single blow.

"Let's go!" Even though Xuan Ming had become ruthless and bad, he didn't want to try the feeling of being involuntary for the third time, so he secretly sighed, opened his mouth to absorb the blood around him, and his body suddenly emitted a dark red streamer. When the spirit beast was puzzled by the sudden disappearance of blood and qi, he fled.

It turned out that after the transformation of the demon cave, Xuan Ming had mastered a method of absorbing the blood and qi of spirit beasts to improve his cultivation. When he left the Phantom Demon Cave a few days ago, he hunted spirit beasts in the ancient barren forest, but he accidentally found that Lingyue and Zhang Fan, who were healing on the bank of the Xuanyin River, planned to set up a formation to trap the two and seize the spirit weapon, but he encountered the golden scale, a spirit beast with extraordinary wisdom, so that he was exposed before the formation was completed.

Now that stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice, Xuan Ming can only flee in embarrassment. Previously, the strength of the golden scales was greatly reduced, and when he fell into the river, Zhang Fan's natal spiritual flame exerted his ability, instantly freezing the river and turning it into solid ice, allowing them to escape the catastrophe.

Now, two men and one beast have disappeared into the river, and they don't know where they are going. (To be continued) (83 Chinese Net.)