After a while, a ray of blue light flew from a distance, and the flash stopped, revealing a huge Thousand Mile Oriole, with a tall young man in green shirt standing on the Thousand Mile Oriole's back.
The young man in green shirt looked at the messy ground and frowned.
His consciousness was wide open, he frowned and said, "What kind of weird escape technique is this? You can escape hundreds of miles in one go."
His consciousness sensed a powerful breath, which teleported hundreds of miles. After three times, he could no longer sense the other party's presence.
"It's him, he actually showed up."
The young man in green shirt said in surprise.
Decades ago, two early Yuanying monks entered the hinterland of the barbarians to cause trouble and were surrounded and suppressed by the barbarian monks. One of the male monks merged with his natal spiritual bird and escaped so fast that even the late Yuanying monks could not catch up.
"It seems that the ancient fairy has been killed. We must find a way to get rid of this person. Otherwise, if we allow this person to grow up, he will definitely be a serious problem."
The young man in green shirt said to himself.
The Thousand Mile Oriole under him flapped its wings lightly, flew into the distance, and left here.
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In a secret underground cave, a faint yellow light glowed on the stone walls.
True Lord Golden Crow was sitting cross-legged on the ground, panting, his face was pale and his breath was weak.
He was no match for the opponent at all. The Golden Eyes and Golden Crow were killed by the opponent, and True Lord Jinwu was also seriously injured. He escaped with the help of the fourth-level escape talisman.
"Damn it, I actually met a late-stage Nascent Soul monk. This is too embarrassing."
True Lord Golden Crow cursed.
He was able to escape from the hands of the late Nascent Soul, which is already very good. He is currently seriously injured, and the barbarians will definitely organize people to look for him everywhere.
A sharp and piercing sound came from his body. Jinwu Zhenjun's expression changed. He took out a formation disk with flashing yellow light. You could see a light spot on the formation disk. This meant that someone had broken into the periphery of the formation. at every turn.
"Is it Fellow Daoist Shen?"
True Lord Golden Crow said to himself, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
He opened the formation and walked out.
A tall young man in red stood outside, it was Shen Long who had changed his appearance.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, is that you?"
True Lord Golden Crow said in surprise.
He didn't make an appointment with Shen Long about where to meet, so how did Shen Long know that he was hiding here.
"Besides me, is there anyone else? Fellow Daoist Qin, are you okay?"
Shen Long asked.
He merged with the Golden-winged Fengpeng, used the wind escape technique to leave, and asked the blue-eyed spirit fox to track the Golden Crow True Lord based on his scent, and found the Golden Crow True Lord.
"Fortunately, I have a fourth-level escape talisman on me, so I survived. Fellow Daoist Shen, weren't you being chased by a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk? Did you get rid of her so quickly?"
True Lord Golden Crow said doubtfully.
After all, Shen Long was in the early stage of Nascent Soul. True Lord Jinwu didn't think that Shen Long could kill the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He subconsciously thought that Shen Long had gotten rid of the enemy, but it was really strange that Shen Long was so relaxed.
Also missing a small level, the Golden Eyed Golden Crow, which True Lord Jinwu relied on, was killed by the enemy, and he himself was seriously injured. Shen Long was chased by a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but he was unscathed?
"I used a demon-locking talisman to trap her, and then I escaped. I accidentally discovered that Fellow Daoist Qin was here."
Shen Long explained.
Naturally, he won't tell the truth. He can kill the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The help of spiritual insects, spiritual beasts and spiritual birds is not small. Few people in the outside world know that his natal spiritual bird is the golden-winged wind roc, let alone that he has multiple spiritual beings. precious.
"accidental?"
True Lord Golden Crow naturally didn't believe it. He estimated that Shen Long had a spirit beast or spirit insect that was good at tracking and followed him all the way.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. I think we should leave here! Return to the rear."
True Lord Golden Crow suggested.
If they encounter the barbarian Nascent Soul monks again, they may be in danger.
"Where are Fellow Daoist Lin and Mrs. Lin! Can you contact them?"
Shen Long asked.
True Lord Golden Crow shook his head and said, "I can't contact them. Do you have a way to find them?"
"I don't know their location. Forget it, let's leave here first. It's best if we can meet them. If not, forget it."
Shen Long said.
He really didn't know the whereabouts of Lin Qing and Xu Mei. They probably ran away in the opposite direction. If Shen Long wanted to find them, he could find them with more time. He had just killed Gu Bo's descendants, and the barbarians would definitely mobilize more masters. There is not much time left to surround them and they must leave here immediately.
True Lord Golden Crow had no objection and put away the formation.
Shen Long released the Iron Tail Scorpion and walked onto its back, followed closely by True Lord Golden Crow.
The iron-tailed scorpion's body surface glowed with yellow light, and a thick yellow light curtain appeared, covering them, sneaking into the ground, and moving forward quickly underground.
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The Wind Falcon Mountains stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and this is the ancestral land of the Wind Falcon tribe.
A large number of buildings can be seen deep in the mountains, including a magnificent palace with three characters "Feng Falcon Palace" written on the plaque.
A tall old man in a green robe sat on the main seat with a pale face, while a plump woman in a green robe was making a report.
"What? Yu'er is missing? Can't be contacted? Where is her natal soul lamp!"
The old man in green robe frowned and said.
Gu Bo, in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, was one of the three great alchemists of the barbarian tribe. He was also the high priest of the Feng Falcon tribe.
The Feng Falcon Tribe is one of the eighteen major tribes of the Barbarians, and its overall strength is not strong. However, the Feng Falcon Tribe is entirely supported by Gu Bo. He is the top three alchemist of the Barbarians, and many tribesmen ask him to help with alchemy.
Except for Gu Bo, the Feng Falcon Tribe has no particularly outstanding tribesmen, and there is no support for the young and the old. Gu Bo is stuck in the middle stage of Yuanying for hundreds of years, with no hope of breakthrough. He focuses on cultivating Gu Yu, and specially gives the Lingbao Qianyang Cauldron to Gu Yu, hoping that she can refine it. Make top-quality elixirs.
Unfortunately, even with the Qianyang Cauldron in hand, Gu Yu could not refine high-grade elixirs. Instead, he could cultivate fourth-level spiritual beasts, spiritual birds, and spiritual insects, which were powerful.
The barbarians fought against the human race, and the Feng Falcon tribe was also recruited to participate in the war. Gubo sent monks from the mid-stage Yuanying to participate in the war.
Gu Yu did not participate in the war and stayed in the rear.
She collected some materials for refining spirit treasures and planned to ask a fourth-level weapon refiner to help refine an attack spirit treasure. Unexpectedly, her companions summoned them and they met a human Nascent Soul monk on the road. Ancient Yu chased a Yuan Ying monk. The early infant monk lost contact.
"It hasn't been extinguished yet. Maybe Yuanying has been captured."
The woman in the green skirt said cautiously.
Gu Qing, the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Something happened to Gu Yu, and the Feng Falcon tribe really had no successors.
"Deploy additional manpower to find Yu'er and issue a heavy reward. Whoever rescues Yu'er will be rewarded with a spiritual treasure. No matter who kills Yu'er, our Feng Falcon tribe will never let him go."
Gu Bo ordered.
"Yes, High Priest."
Gu Qing agreed and left as ordered.
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In a vast and boundless plain, hundreds of thousands of monks are fighting, most of them are foundation-building monks, the alchemy-forming monks are fighting in mid-air, and the Nascent Soul monks are fighting high in the sky.
A huge blue thunder light lit up high in the sky, which was very conspicuous.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and a huge blue-eyed ice silkworm appeared near the cyan lightning.
The green-eyed ice silkworm opened its mouth and spit out a stream of white light, which was submerged in the cyan lightning.
When the thunder light dissipated, a huge ice sculpture could be seen. Inside the ice sculpture was a big man in a golden shirt with a round waist.
The blue-eyed ice silkworm spurted out a large piece of slender white silk, which penetrated the ice sculpture. The ice sculpture was riddled with holes, and a Nascent Soul flew out of the body and was absorbed by a white gourd.
The blue-eyed ice silkworm lit up with dazzling white light, and the real ice silkworm and the blue-eyed ice silkworm separated.
He made a move with one hand, and the white gourd flew into his sleeve.
After more than twenty years of stalemate, the barbarians couldn't hold on any longer and launched a decisive battle. The monks who transformed themselves into gods took action.
(End of chapter)
