Fantasy: Inherited in the same vein, the master fights with domineering power

Swish~!

take off.

The dryads hiding in the clouds still had strong curiosity in their eyes.

Immediately...

boom~~~

A huge mushroom cloud exploded thousands of meters high from the fog. The strong wind from the explosion blew away the dense fog. The dryads staying on the north side didn't even understand what was happening.

Reincarnated.

There are many emperors and ancient emperors among these tree spirits, and they are led by the overlords of the clan.

However, even the overlord realm tree spirit.

They all turned into ashes at the moment of explosion.

The half-saint ancestors among the dryads and the elders at the peak of the overlords looked at the roaring mushroom cloud with dumbfounded eyes. Zhou Haomiao and the female swordsman also stopped their attack, looking at the mushroom cloud in panic and shock.

The world seemed to become quiet at this moment.

"Hold it!"

Zhou Haomiao exclaimed with a stern look on his face.

Suddenly, the female sword cultivator standing aside suddenly threw several magic weapons from her hands.

"Junior brother, come in!"

Zhou Haomiao had no doubt that he rushed towards the female sword cultivator. Almost at the moment when the magic weapon formed a barrier, a raging storm came from the north, and in this storm it was accompanied by high temperatures that would melt the rocks.

"Ancestor, be careful!!!"

The entire body of the tree spirit overlord was turned into iron skin, and the semi-holy tree spirit released spiritual energy to cover himself.

The storm rages on.

The female swordsman, who was frowning and struggling to hold on, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the barrier in front of her also shattered. The moment the barrier shattered, the two of them were blown several miles away.

"Sister!"

Zhou Haomiao exclaimed.

"Sister!!"

"What are you shouting for? You're calling for a soul." The female swordsman frowned slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her hand and hit Zhou Haomiao on the head, "Why are you still standing there, run away!"

Looking at the expression of the female swordsman, Zhou Haomiao couldn't help but be startled.

"Are you all right?"

"What can happen to me?" The female sword cultivator whispered softly, raised her hand and hit Zhou Haomiao on the head, "What do you think? I told you not to worry about those tree spirits. Why don't you come up? It wasn't that the explosion shocked the two old tree spirits. If it weren't for my cleverness, senior sister, and I took advantage of this to escape, it would have been difficult for both of us to leave. Can you not be so impulsive in doing things?"

"That old tree spirit is no match for me."

"Yes!"

The female swordsman hugged her shoulders and whispered.

"The old tree spirit is not your opponent, but there is only one semi-saint like this in the entire wilderness, and there is only one semi-saint in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Do you know if the old tree spirit has any help?"

"Can you kill him and wipe out all the monsters in this place?"

Zhou Haomiao moved his lips without saying anything, and the female swordsman stared again and whispered.

"As expected, Leizu's palace is a trap. Those tree spirits are here to surround and kill the human race who have obtained the palace, and they are just the lowest minions."

"Sister, are you saying that someone will come later?" Zhou Haomiao frowned.

"It's inevitable!"

The female swordsman stared at the mushroom cloud in the distance that had not dispersed yet.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. We have to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, we will be trapped here, and the problem will be troublesome. The wilderness is the oldest region in the world. Who knows who will come later!"

Hearing this, Zhou Haomiao frowned and hesitated.

"Don't think too much." Looking at Zhou Haomiao's expression, the female swordsman gently rubbed his head, "Your friend, he can come up with such a powerful weapon, the wilderness cannot keep him."

"Friend, who are you talking about?"

"Pack?"

The female swordsman hugged her shoulders and sneered.

"If you can hide it from others, can you hide it from me? I just said that what you were looking at was the palace. You must have seen Xu Anshan in the palace and were afraid that he would be trapped?"

Zhou Haomiao's face was stern with his eyes lowered.

"no!"

"Junior brother said there is no such thing, then there is no such thing." The female swordsman smiled and shook her head, "Then can we go back now? Senior sister forced herself to self-destruct the magic weapon just now, and she still suffered some internal injuries and needs to go back to recuperate."

"Sister, you..."

"It's okay, but if you delay any longer, you might get in the way."

Zhou Haomiao's expression condensed when he heard this. He shattered the void in front of him with a wave of his hand. He helped the female swordsman to the crack, but kept staring in the direction of the palace.

The eyes of the female swordsman standing in front of the crack were filled with regret.

What a fragrant melon.

Not long ago, she sensed several powerful and terrifying auras entrenched in the void outside Lei Zu's palace. At that time, she thought it was the demon ancestor of Shiwan Mountain, so she desperately wanted to take Zhou Haomiao away.

At present, that aura should be Xu Anshan's protector.

The demon clan of Shiwandashan will never let go of the creation of Lei Zu's palace, and Xu Anshan is by no means a soft persimmon. A fight between these two parties will definitely be fun.

It's a pity that Zhou Haomiao is still too immature.

In a confrontation of this level, even the lingering sound can turn him into ashes. In this case, he can only give up this sweet and delicious melon, and bringing Zhou Haomiao to a safe place is the top priority.

"Don't look, let's go!"

The female swordsman put out her jade arms and hugged Zhou Haomiao's neck. She stared at the void in the palace with her beautiful eyes and murmured in her heart with a smile.

"This junior brother's friend of mine is quite interesting~"

Cracks heal.

The clouds and mist enveloped the Hundred Thousand Mountains again.

Xia Zheteng, who was standing in the sky above Lei Zu's palace, stared at the direction where Zhou Haomiao and the female sword cultivator left with her beautiful eyes. She only looked away after the cracks healed.

At this time, Jia Merci, Bai Manghuo, an imperial sister and a young lady stood in a row with their mouths open.

Staring straight at the mushroom cloud in front of him.

"Hey, can you be more gregarious?" Suddenly, Bai Mangshu bumped into Xia Zheteng's shoulder, "They are all here looking shocked, but you are the only one holding your shoulders and thinking too much, why did you walk up to the injured woman? Are you feeling melancholy?"

"Didn't you feel like someone was staring at us just now?"

"That female swordsman?"

Jia Merci also suppressed the shock on his face and whispered nonchalantly.

"You know?" Xia Zheteng raised his eyebrows, and Bai Manghuo sneered, "She's immature, right? Lao Jia and I noticed her when we first entered Shiwanda Mountain, and even marked her with spiritual thoughts. Don’t worry about her getting into trouble. Since she’s not in trouble, just let her go, isn’t it, Lao Jia?”

Standing in the void, Xia Zheteng was speechless.

These two old ladies.

He obviously noticed it but didn't tell her yet, so he was probably just waiting to show off.

"Then do you know who she is?"

Jia Merci suddenly raised his eyebrows with a smile, and Bai Manghuo's face was filled with disdain.

"Who is she, who does she love, and what does it have to do with me."

"Humph~" Jia Merci laughed, frowning at her expression, "Why? Does this person have a special identity? I have no impression of her."

It is worthy of Jia Merci’s special mention that the scope is very small.

No matter how you think about it, it makes no impression.

"I can give you a little hint." Jia Merci whispered with a smile, and Bai Manghuo snorted, "Say, I want to see who she is."

Almost as soon as Bai Manghuo finished speaking, he heard Jia Merci's soft voice.

"Sword Domain!"