An iceberg stands in the distance, but this iceberg is melting and will completely melt in about ten days. There will be no more spectacles of ice, snow and earth in the Three Gods River.

Obviously, the body is gone.

Chen Xinghe closed his eyes and searched, and saw the cold attack in the north.

He quickly drove the flying boat and flew over, and found several deep pits bombarded by magic weapons.

"This is the right direction. Sha Zhenzhen once attacked the enemy here."

After finalizing the direction, Chen Xinghe accelerated and quickly entered the mountains and ridges.

After about three hours of flying, I had already left Baiyuan County, and looked at several mountains and saw wolf smoke rising.

The raging fires raged, and four or five peaks had already burned to the ground. You can see from a distance that it must be this place.

There were monks patrolling in the air, burning the mountains to force Sha Zhenzhen out, but Sha Zhenzhen would never be able to come out!

Chen Xinghe was careful. These monks were enemies but not friends. There were as many as five foundation-building monks alone. No wonder Sha Zhenzhen wanted to bury the disaster deeply.

When he escaped into the jungle, his eyes suddenly became dark, and he staggered to the foot of a big tree, almost fainting.

At this time, Chen Xinghe realized that his condition was extremely poor.

"Ahem, it's very serious."

"Damn it, I actually assimilated part of the injury. No, I'm mentally exhausted, I need to go into deep sleep."

"Ghost Dragon, come out and stand guard. Pay attention to those hills and don't expose the ghost energy." Chen Xinghe released the ghost dragon and fell into a coma immediately.

Fortunately, he was unconscious on his own. As long as he cultivated his soul, he would basically not leave any sequelae.

This sleep lasted ten days.

The forest fires spread to ten hills in the distance, and it was obvious that the monks were futile.

Chen Xinghe woke up indifferently, and Gui Jiao sighed relieved and asked: "What's going on?"

"Wait and talk about it." Chen Xinghe took out the three magic weapons found in Prince Xing's Mansion, raised his right hand and immediately eroded it.

The deficit is too great, and a slight pain spreads throughout the body. If it weren't for the success of body refining, this kind of pain could torture people to death.

When the three magic weapons were gone, Chen Xinghe took a breath and said, "The Sha family has changed. I have suffered a lot of losses here, so I almost died."

"What?" The ghost dragon was shocked and felt that after waking up, the world changed completely after waking up.

"Oh! You go back to the spirit pet bag first, I'm going to meet those foundation-building monks in the past." Chen Xinghe clenched his fists, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Master, don't do anything randomly. Even if something bad happens, you can't throw it out."

"Don't worry, I'm not a broken jar. I finally survived. This life is precious!" Chen Xinghe said as he took out the snake skin obtained by Prince Xing's mansion, put it on his head and ran away. The ghost dragon hurriedly hid back to the spiritual pet bag.

It took half an hour to reach the place.

A voice came from the air: "Who?"

"Senior, here is this disciple of the upper courtyard of Lianfeng Temple in Baiyuan County. I went out to beg for alms and heard from the mountain people that a powerful immortal came here. After listening to their description, I knew that it must be the foundation-building senior! So I specially brought the treasures passed down from my ancestors to exchange for some spirit stones."

"Oh? The treasure you are talking about is this snake skin?" The foundation-building monk slowly fell down and did not feel suspicious, because a mere body-refining monk would never be able to make a fuss in front of the foundation-building monk.

"Haha, it was the snake skin shed by the demon snake that happened to be picked up by my ancestors. I always wanted to change the price. I wanted to go to Huitian Daji, but unfortunately, I only selected twenty senior brothers in the temple, so I didn't choose it."

At this moment, another foundation-building monk arrived and looked at a snake skin.

Suddenly, the snake skin disappeared, and Chen Xinghe was so scared that he shouted: "Ah! My snake skin?"

"Bah, who knows where your snake skin is going? Get out of here, otherwise you will be arrested as a casual cultivator. If you say you are a Buddhist cultivator in Lianfeng Temple, who can prove it?"

"I have a certificate of justice, and the name is Yanzi." Chen Xinghe argued with reason.

"Boom..." The foundation-building monk knocked him out thirty feet away with a casual blow, and said impatiently: "Get out quickly, let me see you and will never forgive me."

Chen Xinghe was so sad that he ran away in shame amidst laughter.

He ran out three or four miles, as if he was furious and turned around and watched. A sword light followed him like a shadow and slashed through the huge rock beside him, scaring him to run through his butt.

This time I ran eight miles away and sat on the ground, panting with panting.

The foundation-building monks took off to the air again and smiled coldly.

Chen Xinghe performed hard not to give him a snakeskin, but to get close to these monks to explore the mountains and rivers maps.

The mind was transparent, and I included all the peaks within a radius of thirty miles. I carefully observed the differences and saw a faint red dot sinking into a mountain on the left.

"Well, the Huangquan ferry, plus the body of a foundation-building monk, and the possibility of a body of a Golden Elixir ancestor is considered a relatively difficult map, which is exactly one point."

Chen Xinghe was slow and looked unwilling.

When the sun sets, he comes to his target and breaks dozens of giant trees like venting.

This is a semi-bald mountain. Although it is also within the inspection of the foundation-building monks, it obviously does not pay much attention to it. Most trees that have grown for more than a hundred years are still there.

The foundation-building monks heard the voice and scolded each other, but did not take a junior seriously.

Chen Xinghe began to clear the storage ring, and except for the giant coffin, all items were emptied into the storage talisman.

After clearing it, he sat down cross-legged and took out the Taiyi divine mud, stretched it into a thin layer to cover the ghost dragon, and sent a voice transmission: "Snooze into the ground with all your strength, and then use the storage ring to store the underground things. This process may be very slow, don't worry, just come back before dawn."

"yes!"

The ghost dragon quickly agreed, knowing that the master was playing the game, and even handed over the extremely important things like the storage ring to her, which shows that the underground things are extremely important.

Suddenly, the ghost dragon sneaked into the ground.

This is not earth escape, but a treasure that protects the body with the help of earth-moving treasures, and then uses the changes of ghosts to insert underground to search for items.

If Sha Zhenzhen sets a back-up move, the ghost dragon may encounter danger.

However, seeing the momentum of these foundation-building monks will not give up easily, so they will take action if they see the opportunity, and if they change later, they will change.

The ghost dragon slowly penetrated into the strata, and its speed was very slow from the beginning.

Wait!

Chen Xinghe was also unsure. He was making a fool under the noses of a group of foundation-building monks. If this was accidentally exposed, he would definitely die.

The starry sky rotates on the top of the head, Xu, Hai, Zi, Chou, and Yin.

Five hours passed, but the ghost dragon still had no movement.

A hint of whiteness appeared in the sky, but fortunately it is late autumn and it is dawn relatively late.

"It's three minutes from Yin, I hope I won't delay until Mao, that way..."

Just at this moment, the soil swayed gently and the ghost dragon came up.
Chapter completed!