Elf's hand

Among the high-altitude clouds, Zheng Yulin, who had occupied Er Jinyong's body, was hiding there. He saw with his own eyes that three Er family Dou Wang elders were ambushed by Zhao Lie and others. Two of them died and one escaped.

Zheng Yulin's face was ashen, murderous aura surged in his body, and he almost rushed out to kill Zhao Lie and others. However, he had always been stoic and insidious by nature, so he was always cautious.

It was this kind of character that allowed him to save his life during the battle between the eldest prince and the fourth prince.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Yulin finally let out a cold snort that was bone-chilling.

"Chu Haoren, I really underestimated you. The team sent was actually well-equipped and extremely powerful. The leader of the Dou Wang, whose strength and methods should not be underestimated, actually expected in advance that I would send Kill them!"

Thinking of this, Zheng Yulin was also frightened. He gritted his teeth and said: "If Chu Haoren's envoys are allowed to unite with those rebel families, the situation will not go as I planned. Hum, okay, then I will let you... Die at the most appropriate place at the most appropriate time!"

"Whoo~"

Zheng Yulin's figure suddenly flashed, disappearing into the sky like an invisible ray of light.

With Zheng Yulin's holy level, it only took him less than a minute to reach a certain mountain peak in the northern part of Eryan Kingdom.

After a while, a fiery red figure appeared in front of Zheng Yulin, sounding like thunder and lightning, falling from the sky in an instant.

Zheng Yulin got straight to the point and said slowly: "How is the progress of your plan?"

This fiery red figure is clearly the third prince of the Northern Tartar Empire, Long Yushen. He said: "Chu Haoren announced to the outside world that he is practicing in seclusion, but I secretly investigated and found no aura of a saint-level powerhouse in Chu City."

Zheng Yulin's expression couldn't help but he frowned and said, "Could it be that this boy Chu Haoren sneaked into Eryan country secretly?"

Long Yushen said coldly: "I was planning to enter Prince Chu's Mansion to conduct a thorough search, huh, what if that kid really slipped away under my nose!" At this point, a sinister smile flowed from the corner of his mouth, "There is no Saint. If a super powerful person is in charge, I can kill all the members of the Chu family, how can he still control the Chu country, and how can he be the king of Chu!"

Hearing this, Zheng Yulin nodded happily, "Even if Chu Haoren cannot be killed, destroying the Chu family is still a method that can give him a heavy blow."

Long Yushen looked at Zheng Yulin and said, "You suddenly asked me to come over. Could it be that your plans have changed?"

After a moment of silence, Zheng Yulin murmured indifferently: "If Chu Haoren is really not in Chucheng, then he is most likely to be mixed up with the envoys or watching nearby. Perhaps, among the three elders of the Er family The ambush came from Chu Haoren’s reminder!”

Mentioning this, Zheng Yulin felt depressed and angry. He watched his subordinates being killed, but he was admiring it like a fool. This feeling was very uncomfortable. There was a murderous intention in his pale eyes. .

"Hmph, I understand!" Zheng Yulin gritted his teeth and said solemnly, and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry about the Chu family for the time being. The matter of killing Chu Haoren is important. Call your manpower immediately. You and I will work together to completely kill Chu Haoren." Haoren kills! As long as Chu Haoren dies, the Chu family will disperse with the wind!"

Longya Shen was surprised, "Oh? Now I don't even know where the person is, how can I kill him?"

Zheng Yulin sat cross-legged and said indifferently: "Move your people over here. I have a preliminary plan. I am 90% sure that I can lure Chu Haoren out."

Long Yushen glanced at him suspiciously, then nodded gently, "Okay, I, the prince, will believe you for once!"

There was a strange whistle in his hand, and when he put it in his mouth, a high-pitched sound similar to the chirping of a bird was heard, which spread very far.

"Swish swish~"

A moment later, six or seven figures were seen rushing from a distance, arriving at the mountain peak in unison.

"See Your Highness the Third Prince!"

There are a total of seven fighting kings, all of whom are at the ninth level of cultivation. They are powerful in battle. Any one of them has the power to destroy a country.

However, Zheng Yulin glanced at this group of people coldly, frowned and said, "Third Prince, do you plan to use these people to kill Chu Haoren?"

Long Yashen glanced at him, "You think it's not enough?"

"It's not not enough, it's far from enough!"

Zheng Yulin said in a deep voice: "Chu Haoren's methods are weird and unpredictable, and his fighting power is tyrannical. Trying to kill him with just a little strength is simply a fantasy!"

The seven ninth-grade fighting kings looked at each other, somewhat annoyed. None of them were highly respected in the Northern Tartar Empire, yet they were so scorned by Zheng Yulin.

Long Yushen was not angry, but laughed, "You are indeed as cautious as the rumors say. These seven people are my disciples. I brought them here mainly to keep an eye on me and find out the news. They were not the ones who actually took action.”

These seven ninth-grade fighting kings were actually disciples of the third prince of the Northern Tartar Empire. A strange color flashed across Zheng Yulin's eyes.

It seems that the third prince, Long Yushen, is not simple at all. He is actually able to train such an outstanding disciple.

"Don't worry, as long as Chu Haoren shows up, I will definitely be able to kill him. Not to mention that he is a second-level saint, even if he is a ninth-level fighting saint, I am 60% sure!" Long Yushen said with confidence! .

Ninth-level fighting saint? 60% sure?

Zheng Yulin's pale eyes once again flashed a strange color. Chu Haoren had once killed the eighth-grade Dou Sage eldest prince Su Zhenggan. Now his cultivation level has been improved, and he has powerful helpers and weapons and equipment around him.

"go!"

Since Long Yashen was so confident, Zheng Yulin had a change of thought and immediately flew up without any nonsense.

Nine figures turned into streaks of light and moved rapidly above the clouds!

These people were highly cultivated, powerful, and fast. Within a moment, they caught up with the envoy team led by Zhao Lie.

Zheng Yulin and Long Yushen were hiding in the sky, looking down, while Zhao Lie and the others were like earthworms on the ground, moving forward slowly.

"Send your disciples out to kill these people. I believe Chu Haoren will definitely show up!" Zheng Yulin said slowly.

Longyan Shen looked at the seven ninth-grade fighting kings and said lightly: "Kill them all, leaving no one behind."

"Yes!"

The seven ninth-level fighting kings immediately agreed in unison and flew towards Zhao Lie and the others.

Any ninth-grade fighting king can be said to be the top existence in Eryan Kingdom. At this time, seven ninth-grade fighting kings took action at the same time. Not to mention Zhao Lie and other 500 soldiers, even if it was 55,000, It only takes a moment to turn into ashes.

The huge king's pressure was like heavy mountains, falling from the sky, pressing hard on the minds and bodies of Zhao Lie and others.

At this moment, the bodies of the five hundred soldiers of the Shadow Army, including Zhao Lie, were all stiff, their minds were trembling, and they were filled with incomparable fear and horror. The majestic pressure of the king seemed to crush them into powder in an instant. .

At this moment, more than five hundred crimson branches suddenly emerged from the ground. Like spiritual snakes, they instantly entangled Zhao Lie and others, wrapped them in them, and sank deep into the ground.

The seven ninth-level fighting kings immediately lost their target of attack and flew to the ground, staring vigilantly at the huge cave left by the fatal crab claw tree, waiting for Long Yushen's next order from high in the sky.

"It's the fatal crab claw tree that is inseparable from Chu Haoren. Chase it!"

Zheng Yulin shouted loudly, and his figure shot down like lightning and rushed into the ground instantly.

Long Yushen frowned, cursed secretly, and had no choice but to rush down with his seven disciples.

Under the ground, it was pitch black.

Zheng Yulin and others are all powerful men with extremely high cultivation levels. The fighting energy around them shines brightly, making the underground passage where the Crab Claw Tree escapes shine as bright as day, making it clear as day!

After chasing for hundreds of miles underground, Zheng Yulin and others entered the bottom layer. What appeared in front of them was an underground lava cave.

This cave is unusually spacious. The magma is like boiling hot water with bursts of bubbles. The temperature in the underground cave is extremely high. Even though Zheng Yulin and others have strong cultivation and have fighting spirit to protect themselves, they still feel the rush of air. Hot breath.

"Where did you run to?"

Long Yashen frowned, glanced around, and at the same time used his spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding area for dozens of miles, but did not notice the slightest abnormality.

Zheng Yulin looked at the rolling lava below and said nothing.

The eyes of Long Yashen and others were reminded by Zheng Yulin, and they looked at the magma with vigilance.

Zheng Yulin and Longyu Shen are both saint-level powerhouses. With their level of cultivation, nothing will happen if they rush into the magma. However, Longyu Shen's seven disciples are still just fighting kings, and resisting the magma consumes a lot of them. The fighting spirit and energy.

And with the strength of Zheng Yulin and Long Yushen, it seemed that they were unable to pursue Chu Haoren.

"Why don't you use your power?"

Zheng Yulin said solemnly: "If we hesitate for a moment longer, even if we can catch up with him, we will not be able to kill him. Instead, he will wait for an opportunity to counterattack."

Long Yushen snorted helplessly and said reluctantly: "Come out! Niyan Holy Dragon"

"roar~"

A ray of fiery red light suddenly flew out of Long Yashen's sleeves and turned into a giant dragon covered in flames. Seeing the boiling magma in front of him, the Neon Flame Holy Dragon's beast eyes flashed with excitement.

"Hooho~"

After roaring a few times with great joy, the Niyan Holy Dragon fell into the magma.

Just like a child playing in a pool, Ni Yan Shenglong was also rolling in the magma that could melt steel instantly. At the same time, he opened his mouth and swallowed the magma in large mouthfuls, like a cow drinking river water, without any trace of it. Little things.

The seven ninth-level fighting kings looked at the Niyan Holy Dragon playing in the magma with envy and respect.

Zheng Yulin couldn't help but feel a flash of surprise on his face. It turned out to be the Holy Dragon of Niyan. No wonder Longshen was so confident. This Holy Dragon of Niyan was also among the best among the Dragon Clan, not inferior in the slightest. In the silver-winged dragon.

Long Yashen's face showed a bit of arrogance. As the third prince of the Northern Tartar Empire who was good at taming monsters, only the Dragon Clan's Demon Pet was suitable as his Demon Pet.

This neo-flame holy dragon is at the peak of the holy level.

At this moment, suddenly, a strange change occurred in the magma. The waves of the magma evolved into a huge hand, which suddenly closed when Long Yashen, the others, and the Niyan Holy Dragon were not aware of it.

The Holy Dragon of Ni Yan was immediately overwhelmed by this strange, fiery red palm made of magma...