Chapter 262: A Glimpse of Horror

Driving the black shuttle under his feet, Lian Zimao flew over a thousand mountains in an instant.

Slow!

Still too slow!

As he approached an arched mountain, his frowning brow finally loosened slightly.

Got it!

Space nodes!

With his right hand, he quickly drew the sword at his waist, and he used the sword as a pen, the sky as paper, and the aura as ink, and at an incredibly fast speed, he wrote a huge teleportation talisman in mid-air!

Teleportation is Dongling's fastest transfer technique.

However, in addition to the ancient portals that cost a lot of manpower and material resources and were built in some special sects of Dongling, it is not easy to teleport anytime and anywhere.

Only a strong person in the late Yuan Infant stage who has strong spiritual power and has a lot of experience in the way of space can teleport in array.

Lian Zimiao is young and has just stepped into the realm of the late Yuan Infant stage, but he is already proficient in using this technique, and he is indeed worthy of the title of the heir of gods and demons.

A round of gold like the moon slowly rose from under its sword painting array, and from it emerged a sky that was completely different from the surrounding scenery!

Positioned in front of the main hall of Fuhu Hall!

Through the formation, Lian Zimiao felt the steaming flames of war, the roar of ten thousand beasts, and the screams of monks...... And the coercion of the Beastmaster in the middle of enlightenment!

"Go!"

Worried that Fuhu Hall would be destroyed, and even more worried about the safety of his fourth sword disciple, Lian Zimiao tapped his toes, and the shuttle under his feet immediately rushed into the teleportation array like lightning!

This medicine ...... It's a little strong......

Standing on the back of the Occult Blood Crocodile, Zhen Xiaoxiao saw two puffs of smoke erupt from its ear canal, and felt its body tremble uncontrollably.

I was slightly apprehensive and slightly excited.

Seeing the rising sun in the east, jumping up from the junction of heaven and earth, all things are about to recover, and there is a great breath of grandeur surging in the real little heart.

Standing up two laps wider, she looked at her breasts, pointed forward, and shouted.

"If I don't go to hell, who will? The strong man who stepped on the sky is so small, he has come to save you! Little transparent, give me a rush! ”

A golden moon suddenly appeared from the void, it was in the west, and the red sun that was about to rise in the east, looking at each other, like the sun and the moon shining together!

Lian Zimao stepped out of the teleportation array.

Seeing the girl in the green skirt who was in the dust of the First World War, she stood on the back of the hideous crocodile demon who was completely inconsistent with her temperament!

The first light of the Eastern Dawn hit her side, illuminating her slender fingers slightly transparent, as if she could see the blood flowing under the jade-colored skin.

Her long hair was like a brocade woven into the night, dancing wildly in the wind, and the ends melted into the night that refused to retreat.

The green skirt was mottled with blood, and the skirt seemed to be torn apart by the fangs and claws of the beast, revealing a frightened whiteness.

Her shoulders and neck were slender, her delicate collarbones vibrated gently in her crisp whistle, her lips were redder than blood, her eyebrows were thicker than those of distant mountains, and her eyes were as bright and deep as the size of a plum......

It's like a moonlit night, a glass of mellow thousand-year-old wine, a cup of drunken people's hearts!

In the sound of Lian Zimiao gasping for air.

Zhen Xiao jumped down from a high mountain on a hidden blood crocodile, fearless, brave and decisive.

It seems that she is not a small condensing monk, but a peerless god of war who is a husband and a goddess of war!

"Out of the sun!"

"We're saved!"

The monks trapped at the foot of the mountain shouted with emotion!

The spiritual veins under the Fuhu Hall Sect will blow out in the first morning light of the day, and their dried dantian will be nourished immediately, even if they can't fight again, at least they can learn from Cen Yuanlie's fight, hurry up, and get carried away...... Run for your life!