public enemy

"Disappeared?" Xie Yuce asked.

"I don't know..." Wu Hai raised his hand, and the shrunk half of the phantom purple light only jumped in the palm of his hand.

The most urgent thing is to improve his strength. Just now, the gift of vitality has slightly improved his martial artist level, which has saved at least ten years of retreat and hard work. Wu Hai has come here desperately, how could he leave the other half to be stronger? ancient lightning.

"What is mine is mine, and I will never make a wedding dress for others."

What's more, if he left, whoever got half of the lightning would let him go?Wu Hai didn't want to take chances, he had to be stronger to survive in this cruel plane.

"If it wasn't done by humans, maybe there is still a space below, and you won't be able to sense it if you are far away." Wu Hai protected the little lightning, and accelerated to go deeper.

Under the ground, the eye is invisible.

The range of soul power is limited, and Wu Hai can only perceive a sea of ​​flames.

The soil can no longer be seen here, it is all reddened tree trunks after burning, the earth escape is unrealistic, and the fire escape is even more impure.

The scalding heat had exceeded his tolerance limit, his skin was dehydrated and shriveled, giving off a scorched breath.

"It's probably here," Wu Hai said as if he was in a furnace, "The other half of the lightning disappeared here."

Wu Hai walked back and forth, and there were scarlet flames everywhere.

He observed his surroundings vigilantly, with the Heavenly Perishing Sword in his hand, ready to fight back, but after half an hour, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot, but the so-called opponent still didn't show up.

The shrunk half of the phantom purple lightning jumped in Wu Hai's palm, and he really wanted to jump out, but Wu Hai grabbed it back again and again.

No wonder Wu Hai was cautious, because he had already lost half of the way, if he lost even the remaining half way, then it would be too late for him to regret it.

"Once the temperature drops and there is no flame, the tree roots will become active again. The attack and defense power of the tree roots in this area may have reached the level of life and death, and I will be pierced into a sieve." Wu Hai felt faintly uneasy.

"It's still too late to go back now. But..."

Where did the other half of the lightning go?

The unbearable high temperature around him receded, and the magic light Zidian struggled even harder.

"We're going to die together!" Wu Hai gritted his teeth, and made Little Lightning return to a foot long, wrapping it around his neck, "Xiao Huan, lead the way."

Wu Hai just followed it around a few times, as if it was still spinning in place, and then his eyes blurred.

The space ripples have not yet been released, and the person has disappeared.

Nearly a hundred miles below, the flames disappeared in a short time, returning to its original state, and the entrance to the overlapping space, which was only discovered by the ancient lightning, disappeared.

**

Gu Zun's cemetery, a confined space.

The four walls are completely made up of thick and strong roots and branches, which cannot be connected to the top.

In the depths of the space, there is a natural pool of fire. The hot magma is tumbling, and the thick roots and branches around are burned red, emitting a scorching blood glow, illuminating the dark cave like a hell, flickering on and off.

The hot tongue of fire became more and more intense with the light and darkness.

Someone leaned quietly by the fire pool, as if asleep.

There was a phantom of a two-winged fire dragon above his body, and the fire spirit soared up the pool and was swallowed by the phantom of the fire dragon.

While the body's injuries are recovering, the breath is also slowly improving.

Resonating with the rhythm of the heart, like an ancient beast that stings, although this person does not move, he has great vitality.

Fire and wood do not co-exist, and together they will cause disaster. It is hard to imagine that such a pool of fire exists inside the Blood God Tree.

But with such a glance, there is actually a person next to the pool, who is not afraid of the power of the natural fire pool, and uses it to practice.

Suddenly, a little dirt fell to the ground.

The subtle sound alarmed the dragon-shaped phantom above the fire pool.

The entire phantom submerged into that person's body, and the hideous wounds produced during the cultivation process healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man opened his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound.

Although he knows that no place is absolutely safe, at least he has been retreating here for ten years. He knows that this place is extremely hidden. He also had some luck when he came in. Being able to find this place shows that the other party is not only lucky, but also strong. Unusual.

It should not be an ordinary peak of the life and death realm, otherwise there is no way to pass the ancient battlefield where the resentful spirits are transformed... He didn't do extra moves, but just waited expressionlessly. This is his home field, and with his strength, he is not afraid of any visits. enemy.

There was a whoosh at the corner, white light flashed, and a white lightning bolt appeared in the empty space.

"Ancient Lightning." The man in black frowned and looked at the intruder.

Although the color has changed, the spirituality and energy fluctuations have not changed, and this camouflage cannot be hidden from the eyes of the saints in the realm of life and death.

The natural fire pool has natural defenses, the closer it is to the fire pool, the more terrifying the flame pressure it receives.

Huanguang Zidian felt that the vitality here was also extremely strong, but when he was threatened when he first arrived, he stopped there and stopped moving forward.It immediately changed its shape, and countless tiny electric arcs spread outward, showing a look of "I'm not easy to mess with", and slowly backed away.

Ancient-level lightning is a heaven and earth spirit second only to god-level, with the possibility of infinite growth.

It was able to escape from the siege of so many wind-riding experts when it was just born, and it was able to compete with a one-star grandmaster. Now it is only the first growth, and the full physical strength after fusion can cause damage to a nine-star grandmaster. But if he wants to deal with the saint of life and death, he is still more than a star away.

What's more, the person in front of him is not an ordinary Saint of Life and Death Realm, but a peak Saint of Life and Death Realm!

It is only one step away from the Venerable of the Samsara Realm, and it seems that it can break through at any time.

Soon, the phantom purple lightning swished back to the corner and pierced into the strong tree wall, but the next moment, the man in black who appeared out of thin air at the retreating place struck out with a palm, and grabbed it in the palm of his hand with lightning speed.

He didn't even use the magic weapon, holding it with one hand was like holding a square inch of void. The outer wall of the void was condensed by terrible flames, like a cage.

No matter how Huanguang Zidian struggles in it, it cannot escape his control.

This is the power of the strong in the life and death realm.

At the beginning, so many young people in the Chengfeng Realm tried their best to seduce the ancient Zidian in Leihai, but they couldn’t find the right way. That’s because the strong ones didn’t go. If you bump into it, you will definitely be able to catch it.

In the face of absolute strength, the newborn Little Lightning has no resistance at all.

And Wu Hai picked up a bargain.After all, his real strength is much stronger than those people, but he suffers from lack of strength and relies solely on the body's own defense, which is affected by his performance in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Huanguang Zidian struggled desperately.

The man in black brought it back to the edge of the natural fire pool, and the flames fluctuated to the peak, a fire pool that even saints in the realm of life and death could not bear, how could Little Lightning bear it.

The phantom purple electricity has become an eggplant beaten by frost, so it can only get smaller and smaller, aggrievedly shrunk to three inches, reducing the contact surface, so as to reduce the speed of power loss.

During the process of being imprisoned, no matter how humane it was, the other party never said a word, gave a rare look, and moved away indifferently, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Three quarters of an hour."

"If no one arrives after three quarters of an hour, you either surrender or blow yourself up."

"There is no third choice." The man in black slowly closed his eyes, and his tone was not even the slightest waver.

There will be a natural fire pool here, but it is impossible to breed ancient lightning, so this thing is foreign, and has already recognized the master.

**

"That's right here, there's a hole in the sky below..."

A clear voice came, full of curiosity, with a kind of innocence in the world: "It's getting hotter and hotter, I hope Xiao Huan is safe and well."

But like Huan Guang Zi Dian, the young man stopped at most when he reached a corner.

Under the perception of soul power, it is impossible to penetrate into the natural fire pool ten meters away, so that Wu Hai was startled for no reason when he saw that there was a person sitting in it.

"Leave a call!"

Wu Hai's eyes fell on the phantom purple lightning that was bound in the opponent's palm and was about to be crushed. The little lightning had returned to its original purple color, sickly and lifeless.

The man in black, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, and at that moment his dark eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

Wu Hai's eyes lit up.

What a handsome man.

Different from the wildness and unrulyness of most of the men here, it has three parts of the oriental beauty that Wu Hai admires most, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, a kind of innate dignity, not vulgar.

It's a pity that it's a dead face.

The brilliance that was flashed by the fire just now was a coincidence, and the expression of this person did not change at all from the beginning to the end.

"Its owner is you?" The tone is also the same.

"Why, if you have nine bloodlines, you can't recognize the ancient Zidian." Wu Hai still wanted to find out, no matter how bad he was, he wanted to make the other party take it lightly.

"It seems so."

There is no contempt, no ridicule, no greed, and no murderous intent, just indifference.

This kind of non-murderous indifference is like looking at a doomed corpse.

Wu's heart palpitations.

If the opponent is allowed to strike first, he may not be able to escape.

Although not many people have met him, this person can be said to be the one Wu Hai has seen the most since he came here.

Can't see through, elusive, powerful, and full of determination.People who have no other distractions and are not affected by their emotions are often the ones who can go the farthest in their cultivation and are also the most difficult to deal with.

Occasionally, Wu Hai asked, "Dare to ask the saint's name?"

"Even if I'm going to die, at least let me know who killed me."

Simple death is impossible, Wu Hai fights alone, at least he can lose both sides, he doesn't mind giving up half of the Purple Lightning, and then destroying this place, anyway, he has the green leaf key to get out.

Wu Hai asked his name, just wanting to know who is behind this person.

It is not easy to cultivate this person's power. Once you have an enemy, you must be careful when you meet the other party's fellow disciples in the future.

As a last resort, he was beheaded with a black dagger, and he could also be prepared in advance for being sought by masters one after another for revenge.

"You don't know me?" The man in black frowned slightly, his impersonal expression became more serious, as if he was examining something.

"Should I know you?" Wu Hai asked back, "If I had known someone like you earlier, you would have flattered me too much."

That is to say, Wu Hai is communicating with Zidian to let the bound half-way of ancient Zidian explode, and a large piece of lightning crystal in his original seed is ready to be sacrificed at any time. The superimposed destructive power of the two is enough to cause joint damage Response, the power of the fire pool riot is enough to hurt the nearest person.

Wu Hai was very remorseful and unlucky: "I just came in by accident. If I really wanted to harm you, how could I get the ancient Lightning Pathfinder that can't deal with you? Isn't this a free gift? If I knew you were in Here, even if you give me ten guts, I wouldn't dare to come here. What strength am I, how could I mess with you..."

"Xiao Yidi." The man in black interrupted.

"What did you say?" Wu Hai was stunned, and his eyes flickered.

Xiao Yidi's attack had landed in front of him.

"No more fights." Wu Hai sat on the ground, and happened to miss an attack that hit his head.

Xiao Yidi.

The royal family of the Xiao Dynasty, with the blood of the fire dragon, was one of the luckiest people among the first batch of powerful people who entered the Gu Zun's cemetery. his hiding place...

This retreat is indeed quite hidden.

Wu Hai sat quietly on the ground, looking at Xiao Yi calmly and calmly, which was far from the frightened and submissive look just now.

"I won't fight you anymore, I finally found you!"

The temperament is not the same as imagined, but if you look carefully at the eyebrows and eyes, the expression, not to mention Yuan Yi'an's copy, is still three points similar.

Wu Hai coughed and said with a smile, "One of the reasons I came to Gu Zun's cemetery is to see you."

"Did you have a red mole behind your ear when you were a child?"

Xiao Yi has no expression: "No."

Again.

A person who can enter Gu Zun's cemetery, possess life-saving items such as ancient lightning, and even be the first to find him here, how easy can it be.Really shed blood?

It's been more than 600 years, so we can't use this argument every time to save our lives.

Wu Hai looked closely at his neck, behind his ears.

The skin was flawless, and under the firelight, there were no deeper marks.

Things like moles and birthmarks don't mean much to a cultivator, because as the strength becomes stronger, the realm improves, and after being reborn, these small defects on the skin will be smoothed out and disappear.

"But you are the only son of Princess Chiyue."

"Is your father surnamed Yuan, called Yuan Yi'an, and he is a pure-blooded human like me."

Xiao Yi didn't react at all, acting very numb.

Seeing that he was still listening, Wu Hai slowed down his voice: "I'm here to check for brother Yuan, whether his son is still alive. It's enough to know that you are still alive."

"By the way, pass on a few words to you for him."

"Do you want to hear it?"

Xiao Yidi's Gujing Wubo's eyes rarely revealed a hint of sarcasm.

Wu Hai looked at his cold and resolute eyebrows, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Believe it or not, absurd or not, he had to say: "Your father is still alive, and his long-cherished wish in his life is to come to you. He has always wanted to ..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Xiao Yi appeared in front of Wu Hai expressionlessly, and raised his fingers to compare Wu Hai's neck, easily cutting open his skin.

Fresh blood flowed out, and Xiao Yi used the flames to refine it. It really was a lot of human blood, but it was not ordinary human blood. It had some spiritual power, but its physical defense was average.

Xiao Yi gestured to his neck, then swiped across it.

This, if hit, could easily slice a tougher head in half, let alone a throat.

Wu Hai turned over and stood firm, with one hand on the ground, dodging the red light with complicated eyes.

so close.

It was too fast, taking blood from close quarters and then attacking, all done in one go.

At first I thought it was a trivial matter, but after getting in touch with it, I found that it was a big deal.

If it weren't for his thick skin, it would be really hard to say these nonsensical words.

A purely human father who has been missing for more than 600 years, blows out a "message" from someone else, making a kid who looks younger than himself take advantage of his father.

Whoever put it on, no one can bear it.

Anyway, Xiao Yi would never let him go, and Wu Hai's message was brought: "Believe it or not."

The scorching flames swept across the left arm, and it was quickly charred, and Wu Hai smelled a smell of meat.

Brother Yuan, this is your son's first move.

"I thought there was no need for this." Wu Hai was also polite.

A black light shot out from his sleeve, cutting through the space cover imprisoned on the edge of the fire pool, and the small lightning inside whizzed back to Wu Hai's hand.

It was Xie Yuce who shot.

Xiao Yi's fight with him is one against two, Wu Hai can think of a way to win by cleverness.

At the same time as the other half of the lightning returned, another strong vitality poured into the eight extraordinary meridians, the various acupuncture points, Wu Hai's aura faintly improved, and the original energy that was originally consumed also recovered at an extremely fast speed.

"Don't fight here, if you have the ability to fight in an open place." Wu Hai said.

"There is a pool of fire here, and I can't use it. It would be a pity to detonate that thing and ruin such a good place." Wu Hai pointed at the pool of fire.

"Could it be that the dignified Xiao Yi only dares to hide here and dare not take a step out?"

Xiao Yidi is not a person who can be aroused by some provocative methods, and he appeared on the edge of the fire pool in a blink of an eye, and continued to sit cross-legged, closing his eyes and resting his mind.Invisible fluctuations imprisoned this place, as long as the opponent made a rash move, he would immediately kill him.

"You have your reasons for being cautious," Wu Hai took out a classic book and patted it on the other party, "This is "The Art of Disguise."

"When will you learn, when will we go out." Wu Hai said.

During the more than ten years of retreat, Xiao Yidi went out from time to time. With his strength, he can only enter the ancient cemetery below the reincarnation state. It can be said that he is a dominant existence, and he does not need disguise.

Most of the methods of this special use are the secrets of the major forces, not relatives, nor brothers, the person in front of him just gave it to him, what does it mean.

What kind of new trick is this, to make small profits and seek big profits?

However, thinking that he won the opponent, and the treasures on the opponent's body are also his, Xiao Yi unceremoniously took it over and looked through it.

I learned it in two days.

On the third day, Xiao Yi opened his eyes and said: "Go out and fight, as you wish."

There is an extra person in a square inch of space who is staring at him all the time, disturbing his mind is one of them, the main reason is that he can't concentrate on cultivation.

This redundant person should be resolved.

This hidden small space is easy to get out and hard to get in. Instead of being found by outsiders and ruining his pure land, it is better to take the initiative to attack.

Xiao Yi grabs Wu Hai's shoulder.

It didn't take long to travel through the void, and the two came to the vast space outside the retreat site.

Xiao Yidi still maintained his original appearance, he deliberately crossed thousands of miles, but he did not see a large number of human races waiting outside as expected.

The situation was the same as it always had been when he came out.

"Where is this!?" Wu Hai realized something was wrong when he came out. After landing, Wu Hai's voice was trembling, "Here..."

"The battlefield of Gu Zun, the place where bones are buried." Xiao Yi said coldly.

Wu Hai didn't enter from here!

Seeing his exaggerated expression, Xiao Yi indifferently looked away.

Is this afraid?

To go to his retreat place, one must cross the Guzun battlefield and crack several incomplete formations before he can enter by chance.

Sparse footsteps sounded from far to near, and the sight was bleak.

The sky is gray, and there will be black drizzle if there is no wind, like pitch-black hair, but it is all formed by the condensation of resentful spirits.

There are few living people here, but many are dead people, dead undead, who have absorbed the rich aura of heaven and earth and materialized, some are incomplete, some are similar to people, and there are fierce adult ancient beasts screaming up to the sky, all of these are Undead, with terrible attack power.

To deal with this kind of demons left over from ancient times, unless the materialized undead are annihilated with absolute combat power or methods or spiritual objects that can directly injure the soul, they will reunite after being cut, and after reunion, they will be more ferocious and drink more blood The more brutal.

Although lightning can restrain the soul, Wu Hai's lightning is young and not very strong. If it encounters the undead saints at the level of life and death, or even the remnant souls of ancient saints above the life and death level, it will be very weak.

Throw it in this place, even if he doesn't make a move, this young man will definitely die.

"Here," Wu Hai felt the strong soul power, and his own soul power was faintly rising, "it's simply heaven!"

Xiao Yidi: "..."

It's too late to say it, but it's too late, whoever still fights with others is thankless.

Wu Hai picked up the long knife of the sky, and ran towards the condensed undead not far away with great interest.