The sea of clouds floated around the straight peaks, greatly obstructing their vision, but for cultivators, these ordinary clouds and mist could not stop them from detecting.

Zhang Hao was trying to climb upwards when he suddenly felt a slight fluctuation in the clouds behind him, followed by a fierce wind blade.

This made his nerves tense immediately, and with a gentle push of his hands on the cliff wall, his body left the spot like lightning.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came, and where he had just climbed, there was a trace of a sharp blade, and the gravel fell downward, almost hitting Murong Fei and the others who were in hot pursuit.

"Wow!"

A chirp sounded in the clouds, Zhang Hao stopped in the air, his eyes were firmly fixed on the direction from which the sound came, and a trace of soul power quietly extended out.

Hidden in the clouds was a flying demonic beast with a wingspan of more than twenty meters and snow-white feathers, with a blood-red crown on its head, and two sharp claws under its body that were extremely sharp, and at this moment the pitch-black eyes were looking at him.

"Han Ling Eagle!" The scene of the soul power feedback made Zhang Hao's eyes become hot, this kind of flying demonic beast is very rare, and it is not easy to grow to such a big one, looking at the spiritual power surging on its body, it should have reached about the middle of the Kongming period.

"Snort!"

Just when Zhang Hao sensed its aura, Han Lingdiao suddenly fanned his wings, and two fierce wind blades suddenly burst out.

The blade of the wind sliced through the clouds, causing slight fluctuations, almost in the blink of an eye, and it came close. Seeing this, Zhang Hao hurriedly dodged and flew upward, and two wind blades passed under his feet with a trace of cold air, and sank into the rock wall.

In the next moment, two thuds rang out from inside, and from where the wind blade cut in, the rock wall burst open, and the rubble immediately fell downward.

"It's kind of interesting!" Zhang Hao dodged and rushed into the clouds, and then saw the Han Ling Eagle hidden in the clouds, only to see him smile, his figure stepped back, and in the blink of an eye, he climbed to the top of the mountain deep into the clouds.

It covers an area of hundreds of square meters, with strange rocks on top, and in the center, there is a small frozen lake, and at the edge of the lake, a simple nest is built.

The moment Zhang Hao climbed to the top of this mountain, Han Lingdiao was obviously nervous, screamed and rushed up, and a white figure appeared in front of him like lightning in an instant, and two sharp claws grabbed him like iron hooks.

"It's weird!" Seeing this, Zhang Hao sneered and took two steps back, raised his leg and swept out towards the two sharp claws. With a loud bang, the Han Ling Eagle suddenly screamed and fell off the cliff, fluttering its wings in the air, hovering far away.

But Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to it, and began to look at the top of this strange rocky mountain. Han Lingdiao's nervousness made him feel a little abnormal.

Just as he fixed his gaze on the frozen lake in the center of the mountaintop, the Han Ling Eagle hovering in the air rushed down again, its two wings stirring up, and the sharp wind blade burst from under its wings.

"Poof!"

A stream of silver flames suddenly poured out of Zhang Hao's body, enveloping him tightly, and as soon as the two wind blades came into contact with the Dao Starfire, they were incinerated into nothingness by its terrifying temperature.

Han Lingdiao seemed to be extremely afraid of the flames, and after seeing it, he kept screaming, but he didn't dare to rush down again.

However, Zhang Hao didn't have time to pay attention to its cry, when his eyes stayed on the frozen lake, he faintly felt a trace of energy fluctuations, because it was too weak, he didn't pay attention to it, and hurriedly walked through some strange rocks towards the edge of the lake.

A bird's nest with a diameter of more than 50 meters was built here, and Zhang Hao jumped on it, fearing that it would ignite, so he withdrew the spark into his body.

The gaze then looked in, but it was so empty that not even a single bird feather remained. Just as he was looking at the huge bird's nest, a man suddenly jumped up on the edge of the cliff and shouted, "Friend, please wait a minute!"

Hearing the cheers, Zhang Hao didn't need to look back to know who it was, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted a cold smile, and hummed: "I'm not available!"

"Huh?" Murong Fei stood on the edge of the cliff, slightly stunned, before he gasped and said: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that the inner person is seriously ill and needs Han Lingdiao's essence and blood treatment, I hope you can give it to us!"

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Hao slowly turned around, because of the mask on his face, Murong Fei didn't see his appearance: "Let it be given to you?

Seeing this, Murong Fei's eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at him carefully, and a trace of divine consciousness slowly extended. But then his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly took back his divine sense, and said with a smile: "I don't know what the predecessors are here for, if you need the magic pill of Han Lingdiao, after hunting it, you must offer it with both hands!"

"Oh?" With a hint of banter in his eyes, Zhang Hao looked up at the Han Ling Eagle hovering in the sea of clouds, and sneered: "Okay, I want to see how you kill it!"

Hearing this, Murong Fei was obviously relieved, just now he quietly used his divine sense to detect, but found that the other party's cultivation was far above him, and he really didn't want to make things stiff until he had to.

Seeing that Zhang Hao agreed, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Senior, don't worry, we have been studying Han Lingdiao for a long time, and we have our own way to deal with it!"

"Hehe, since that's the case, you can do whatever you want!" Hearing this, Zhang Hao sneered twice, and then jumped off the huge bird's nest and walked towards the frozen lake.

As soon as he stepped onto the ice, the Han Ling Eagle hovering in the air suddenly roared, and in the next moment, it was like white lightning piercing the void, rushing down towards him with murderous energy.

After a slight pause, Zhang Hao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he just wanted to move back from it. Murong Fei hurriedly jumped up and stopped him.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to it, his footsteps lightly stepped on the ice, and he walked to the center of the lake, a trace of soul power quietly extended downward, and a blazing light suddenly burst out in his eyes.

Then, the soles of his feet stomped lightly on the ice, and his body sank underneath. The icy chill invaded the moment he entered the lake, and the chill went down the pores of his body.

However, Zhang Hao ignored these and swam towards the bottom of the lake like a swimming fish.

The lake on top of the hill looks small, but the further down it goes, the wider it becomes, forming a huge cone.

The power of the soul locked tightly on the center of the bottom of the lake, and when he came to the bottom of the lake, he found that it was actually hidden in the cave that continued to extend downward, and a terrifying cold air continued to emerge from the hole, causing the water of the nearby lake to form fine Xiaoice crystals.

Stopping at the entrance of the cave and hesitating slightly, Zhang Hao dodged and rushed in, and a faint layer of silver appeared on the surface of his body, resisting the cold air.

When I entered it, I found that it was a cave that stretched diagonally downward, and the lake inside had condensed, leaving only a small mouth a few feet wide, and in order to get through, these ice crystals had to be broken.

Removing the black war knife from behind, the blade gently slashed through the ice crystals in front of him, cut off a piece, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, and found that although these ice crystals contained a lot of cold energy, they were too far behind the 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice.

After discarding it casually, he raised his knife and began to push inward, and the sharp blade continued to break the ice crystals one by one, and soon went deep into the inside of the cave.

When he stopped, a crystal clear world appeared in front of him.

The crystal-like cave looks extremely beautiful with light refracted from nowhere. His gaze scanned it for a moment, and finally he suddenly stopped in a pothole, where some white liquid had gathered.

"Ice Soul Marrow?" Zhang Hao stared at the milky white liquid in the pit tightly, with surprise in his eyes, and slowly stepped forward, taking a closer look before he dared to be sure.

Ice Soul Marrow is a kind of elixir cultivated by heaven and earth, and it is born with the effect of washing the marrow, even if it is a person with mediocre qualifications, it will increase its cultivation greatly after taking it, and if it is cultivated in the future, it will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

It was this miraculous effect that made it more and more precious, but even Lingxuzi was not lucky enough to encounter this kind of heaven and earth elixir. Zhang Hao had also seen it in a book called "Strange Things", but he didn't expect to meet it here today.

"No wonder the guy outside is so nervous, it turns out that there are such treasures hidden!" Zhang Hao said with a low chuckle, and hurriedly rummaged through the ring, and after a while, there were more than a dozen bottles and cans in front of him.

I saw that he carefully collected those "Ice Soul Essence", and was about to leave, when his gaze suddenly stopped in the center of this pothole the size of a bowl.

There are still some "Ice Soul Essence" there, but due to the narrow area, it is impossible to collect them at all.

I saw that he hesitated slightly, but he stretched out two fingers and slowly probed into it. As soon as his fingers touched the milky liquid, a layer of ice crystals spread upwards along his fingertips.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao didn't pay attention to it, his fingers tried to reach down, and then his eyes lit up slightly, and two fingers retracted from it.

On the inside of his ten and middle fingers, there was a white pearl the size of a cherry, and the cold contained in this bead became more and more intense, causing his arms to be covered with ice crystals.

But Zhang Hao didn't seem to notice it at all, his eyes were just staring at the white bead in his hand, and he muttered suspiciously: "It looks like it should be a good thing, but unfortunately I don't know it!"

Putting the bead away, he stood up and continued to search the ice crystal cave. But nothing of value was found after that, and he had to retreat in a huff.

"Whoa!" Zhang Hao suddenly burst out of the frozen lake, stood in the air, and looked around.

"Quick, unfold the net!" Murong Fei's voice shouted anxiously, and at this moment, more than a dozen people had climbed up to the top of this mountain, all of whom were his subordinates. Immediately after hearing the cheers, several people pulled a large net apart.

And the Han Ling Eagle was hovering in the air, and after a while, it suddenly rushed down like lightning, and it was difficult for people to see its whereabouts at that speed.

The moment the net was pulled apart, a terrible scream rang out, and by the time they could reflect, the Eagle had already returned to the air, and under its claws, a person was struggling hard.

But the sharp claws of the Han Ling Eagle pierced into his body like an iron hook, and the more he struggled, the deeper he stabbed, and the red blood spilled down.

Just when everyone was frightened by this, Han Lingdiao suddenly released his claws, and the person who was carried into the air suddenly screamed and fell into the clouds, falling down the cliff.

Murong Fei stared at the Han Ling Eagle in the air with an ugly face, clenched his fists, and shouted, "Don't be distracted, get the net ready!" When the subordinates heard the order, although they were carrying it out, their movements were a little slow, and they were obviously afraid in their hearts.

At this moment, the Han Ling Eagle hovering in the air let out a scream, and then swooped down, its claws grabbing at one of them again.

Seeing this, Murong Fei shouted violently, raised his fist and blasted it out, with a muffled bang, Han Lingdiao just shook it, and then flew into the distance with another person, threw it into the clouds as concocted, and circled around the top of the mountain again.

"Bastard!" Seeing such a scene, Murong Fei's face turned pale with anger, but now that he was ready to fly, he couldn't afford to retreat.

Ordering his subordinates to get as close to him as possible, Murong Fei took out a long sword from the Na Ring and shouted softly: "Prepare ......"

However, the Han Ling Eagle hovering in the air did not give him the opportunity to arrange, and his body with a wingspan of more than 20 meters suddenly rushed down again, and two sharp claws like iron hooks grabbed at him.

But just as Murong Fei was getting ready and raised his long sword to try to hit it hard, Han Ling Eagle suddenly stopped in the air, a pair of huge wings gently stirred, and the sharp wind blade suddenly shot out from under its wings.

In the blink of an eye, the wind blade came to the vicinity of the subordinates behind Murong Fei, and the terrible screams echoed above the sea of clouds for a long time......