Smiling, Cao Xiaolong's wild laughter suddenly stopped, as if his throat was stuck in his throat, and he could no longer laugh. "Damn it, Mom, these old-fashioned saints, when will they mess up the secret of heaven?"

No, it has to be now. This is better, how can I go find that old lady in Phoenix?"

The secret was messed up, and Cao Xiaolong's original plan to use the secret to find the traces of Phoenix was ruined. How could he still laugh? With Phoenix's cultivation, there are very few people in Kyushu who can really hurt her.

, I can count them all, so Cao Xiaolong is not too worried about this. What Cao Xiaolong is most worried about now is that in today's subtle form, if Phoenix is ​​plotted by the saint and does something regretful for life, then it will be

That's a big deal.

All the saints are always keeping an eye on Panlong Mountain, eager to destroy Taoism and cause some trouble. If Phoenix runs away in such a rage, there is no guarantee that he will not fall into the eyes of an interested person.

The more Cao Xiaolong thought about it, the more something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more flustered he felt. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the problem. At the moment, he no longer had the intention to laugh at the saints. He hurriedly cut through the void and prepared to turn back to Panlong Mountain again.

Make arrangements.

"Huh?" When Cao Xiaolong was about to step into the space crack, his body suddenly stopped, and he turned around in surprise and stared at the dangerous mountain with jagged rocks nearby. His intuition told Cao Xiaolong that this seemed to be nothing.

There is an extremely dangerous creature hidden in the lifeless mountain. The human-shaped space cracks opened by Cao Xiaolong casually, when the time is up, slowly close together, Cao Xiaolong still has no intention of entering.

"It's not right, it's absolutely wrong!" Cao Xiaolong's eyes were fixed on the extinct evil mountain in front of him. His consciousness instantly covered the entire mountain, from thousands of feet underground to the top of the mountain, covering hundreds of miles in radius.

Cao Xiaolong’s spiritual consciousness covers the area. The mountain is still that evil mountain.

The mountain is still as lifeless as it seems on the surface. There is not even an extra blade of grass, and there is not a trace of green. The whole mountain is lifeless, with only countless strange rocks and steep cliffs.

There was a gurgling white gas and a dead white smell of water.

"How is it possible?" Cao Xiaolong believed in his intuition, which was an innate sensitivity to crises and the sixth magical power developed through countless years of practice. His intuition told him that on this inconspicuous mountain,

There is a fatal crisis hidden, and there is an unknown creature that could kill him in one fell swoop.

What's even more outrageous is that Cao Xiaolong's spiritual consciousness cannot sense the existence of any creature at all. There is no trace of vitality fluctuations or signs of life. But his intuition tells him that the unknown creature has locked onto him.

As long as you show a slight flaw, you will definitely die.

Gradually, cold sweat began to form on Cao Xiaolong's forehead. The feeling of death that he had never experienced since his rebirth reappeared. Even his nerves began to become tense. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his heart started to pound.

Big drum. "What the hell?"

"Cao Xiaolong was secretly frightened. He suddenly pointed his toes to the ground, and a stream of true energy rushed towards the mountain along his toes. All the rocks turned into dust wherever he passed, the smelly water evaporated into a smelly mist, and the soil was turned up layer by layer.

, making waves and continuing to rush forward.

Cao Xiaolong wanted to force the monster hiding in the dark to appear.

Since his rebirth, Cao Xiaolong has never seen any battles. Even Cao Xiaolong dared to bear such grand tasks as opening the sky and carrying the sky. He has never felt fear or death. He faced the saints and Hongjun head-on. Cao Xiaolong

He could still talk and laugh, and look down upon him. But now, as never before, Cao Xiaolong felt death and panic, and felt that life was like a candle in the wind, in danger of being extinguished at any time.

What’s even more depressing is that Cao Xiaolong doesn’t even know who the enemy is hiding in the dark. What’s more, with Cao Xiaolong’s current level of cultivation, who can really threaten Cao Xiaolong’s life? Could it be that the guy hiding in the dark,

More powerful than a saint, more awesome than Hongjun?

But Cao Xiaolong's wishful thinking was obviously wrong. The real energy turned the mountain over and over, and the whole mountain was reduced to nothing in the billowing smoke, but the guy hiding in the darkness still didn't show up.

"Is there something wrong with my senses, or am I hypersensitive?" Cao Xiaolong stared carefully in front of him, not daring to relax even a little bit, but he already had doubts in his heart. After all, nothing was found in his spiritual consciousness, and the real energy he shot out could not be used to force him out.

Having created a creature, coupled with his confidence in his own cultivation, Cao Xiaolong was a little unsure at this time.

"Whether he is there or not, take defensive measures first to avoid capsizing in the gutter!" Although he never saw the enemy and felt shaken, Cao Xiaolong still did not dare to relax his vigilance. The experience of later generations told Cao Xiaolong that there is no big mistake in being careful.

, those who are careless will most likely not get any favors, and the sense of crisis is definitely not groundless.

"Get up!!" Cao Xiaolong shouted, transformed, and appeared in the golden body of Yuan Shen. There was another ancient bell ringing, and the Chaos Bell emerged from the top of his head and grew bigger and bigger in the sky. Under the earthy yellow light, Cao Xiaolong was

Xiaolong's protection was tight. Cao Xiaolong especially felt that the defense was not enough, and the top of his head popped up again.

With golden light, the Xuanhuang Tower of Heaven and Earth turned into a golden armor to protect the golden body of the Yuan Shen. Cao Xiaolong held the Heaven-Suppressing Shovel in his right hand and the Coiling Dragon Technique in his left hand. The light flickered between his eyes, but his eyes were broken.

When the secret method was revealed, I was overly cautious and armed to the teeth.

"What kind of evildoer is he who dares to insult me? Why don't you show up soon!!" Taking out his full armor, Cao Xiaolong finally felt more courageous, and the sense of crisis in his heart was slightly relieved, and there was a cautious look in his eyes.

It was swept away, replaced by coldness and anger.

Cao Xiaolong's scolding voice fell for a long time, and the surroundings were still deserted. Only the sound of thunder roaring in the sky, and there was no other sound. I don't know if there is really no one else here, but it is because Cao Xiaolong is suspicious of a ghost, or is it because

The man didn't want to talk to Cao Xiaolong at all and continued to hide.

"How can a young person like Fang Xiao be so secretive and dare not show his true face to others? If you have the ability, come out and meet me!" Cao Xiaolong tightened the Zhentian shovel, raised it across his chest, and continued with a ferocious look.

shouted.

It was silent again, and there was still no reply. I didn’t know if the man was really calm, or if Cao Xiaolong had indeed suffered from a mental problem.
Chapter completed!