You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

Ai Rumeng, who was advancing, noticed the power struggle in the depths. In terms of spiritual power level, it almost reached the Shenzang realm.

He immediately turned his head to look over there and let out a sweet laugh: "I see, the direction is this way?"

Immediately step in that direction...

It was also at this time that the surrounding "ghost" guards who were originally just harassers became extremely crazy.

They became fierce and unafraid of death, and surrounded Ai Rumeng like a swarm of ants.

Its running speed suddenly increased by about twice as fast, and the power of the explosion was more than twice as strong as before.

They rushed towards Ai Rumeng at extremely fast speeds, intending to stop Ai Rumeng's behavior.

"Huh?" Ai Rumeng looked surprised, and then her jade feet suddenly stepped on the ground.

Dragon Binding Thorn!

Countless thorns rise from the ground, big or small!

These ground thorns were like resisting horses, piercing through all the incoming guards and fixing them in place.

"I really don't know if you are hiding your strength, or if you are closer to the center, your strength will be more abundant?"

He said with a hint of complaint and a hint of pride.

"But how can I stop the drizzle from increasing?"

Ai Rumeng turned her head and looked in the direction of the fight, as if she was having a conversation with someone.

"Am I being underestimated by you, or are you unable to pull away?"

Yuzu touched the ground again, and all the dragon-binding thorns rising from the ground shrank toward the ground, gradually dragging these monsters into the ground.

After doing all this, Ai Rumeng turned into a stream of light and ran wildly in the direction where the battle had been sensed.

***

Time goes back~

Deep in the Imperial Prefecture, the place where Hong Qi, Hong Wei, Zuo Xiangyang, and Cheng Moxiao fought——

Following Zuo Xiangyang's angry shouts, the light of the sword changed extremely obviously!

The first is that the sword light is no longer thick, but begins to become extremely sharp, and the heroism in his heart is transformed into a mysterious and mysterious force.

The second is that the light of the sword changes from horizontal to vertical. If the horizontal sword can shake the mountain with force, then the vertical sword can cut the river with force!

With one strike of the sword, the light of the sword was like a straight path to heaven, breaking through the fusion skills of Hong Qi and Hong Wei like a bamboo.

And it is in the form of a direct vertical cut from the middle, and the surging river formed by the fusion of magic techniques is divided into two halves from the middle.

Hong Qi and Hong Wei were on each side, completely splitting their fusion skills.

At this time, the raging river, which had lost the control of both of them, passed by both sides of Zuo Xiangyang in dangerous and dangerous ways.

If you touch the hem of his clothes, they will turn into powder.

Touch the ends of the hair lightly and the ends will disappear without a trace.

But Zuo Xiangyang was laughing, laughing, laughing wildly!

Because he won!

After splitting the river, the light of his sword completely disappeared into the river, but the force of the sword turned into an invisible impact and struck towards Hong Qi and Hong Wei.

Before the sword strike came, the two of them felt a rush of cold air rushing straight into the sky, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. It was not that they were unable to resist, but the sword strike passed through their bodies extremely easily.

Useless?

How can it be!

The two bodies fell straight to the ground and did not move again.

They all had their eyes wide open, revealing extreme fear and despair.

Seeing the result, Zuo Xiangyang laughed and said——

"Hahahaha, we won, we won! Okay, let's discuss the ownership of this thing..." Zuo Xiangyang said without looking back, directly putting the big knife on his shoulder.

But before he finished speaking, he heard a strange sound.

thump--

Looking back, I saw that this guy Cheng Moxiao actually fell asleep?

On the contrary, Zuo Xiangyang was stunned for a long time. Is the sleep quality of young people so good?

It was also at this time that Zuo Xiangyang remembered Cheng Moxiao's original words - "Remember, you fucking owe me!"

! ! !

Doesn't that guy mean that he owes me this treasure? It was during the battle, and I thought about what I owed him...

? ? ?

Forced buying and selling?

Although he was slandering Cheng Moxiao in his heart, Zuo Xiangyang's body was extremely honest and he walked towards the fiery red feather with great joy.

If nothing else happens, this fiery red feather may be Zuo Xiangyang's bag.

***

swish swish——

Suddenly, the sound of someone stepping on the ground came from the corridor.

Zuo Xiangyang's outstretched hand paused for a moment, then accelerated towards the floating fiery red feathers.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so bold as to catch this thing, Mr. Zuo." Although this voice was extremely charming, it was full of coldness.

Immediately, a figure walked out of the corridor very quickly, exuding extremely strong spiritual energy fluctuations.

Feeling the coming fluctuation of spiritual power, Zuo Xiangyang, who was unwilling to sit still and wait for death, decided to give it a try.

His expression changed and he still grabbed Ling Yu.

But Zuo Xiangyang suddenly found that his stretched out hand was suddenly restrained in mid-air and could no longer move forward.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry everyone, Zuo is polite!" Although his posture was extremely weird, Zuo Xiangyang still chose to say hello based on his experience.

Zuo Xiangyang had already recognized the Ai Rumeng family, but at this time, he did not feel that Ai Rumeng was a trustworthy person.

"I told you, don't catch this thing rashly!" Ai Rumeng did not give Zuo Xiangyang a good look.

"Do you really think that the things in the Imperial Master's Mansion are so easily placed in front of you for you to take?" In order to prevent Zuo Xiangyang from doing anything bad, Ai Rumeng used her spiritual power without hesitation to throw Zuo Xiangyang far away.

"Do you think Jia Yi is a fool, or are you the fool?" Ai Rumeng glanced at Zuo Xiangyang coldly and said with a slightly yin and yang tone.

After the words fell, Zuo Xiangyang's calm face suddenly changed.

What happened?

He just didn't think about the possibility of such danger at all!

Well, that's not right!

My character must be confused! Here... here... something interfered with my judgment.

Zuo Xiangyang's eyes involuntarily looked at the fiery red feather floating in the air, his face full of fear and the shock of surviving a disaster.

Zuo Xiangyang is not a fool. After Ai Rumeng reminded him, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

He no longer resented Ai Rumeng for throwing him away from the fiery red feather, because from the result, Ai Rumeng was indeed saving him just now.

"Zuo, thank you all! Please be careful of this red fire feather." Zuo Xiangyang thanked very honestly, and at the same time reminded Ai Rumeng.

At this time, he had to be timid, lest the big boss would be fooled and kill him.

"Red Fire Feather, you are so anxious to take this thing, how come you know what it is?" Hearing Zuo Xiangyang's words, he immediately asked further.

Ai Rumeng did not rush forward.

She was always obstructed by a certain existence on the way here, but she did not find anything wrong after coming here.

There are only two corpses here except Cheng Moxiao who fell to the ground and Zuo Xiangyang who overestimated his own ability.

Then the "incredibly conspicuous" feather in front of him naturally aroused Ai Rumeng's suspicion.

But Zuo Xiangyang's next words did make the knowledgeable Ai Rumeng stunned for a long time.

"According to my father, this feather seems to be a feather of the 'divine beast Bifang'."

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