"Xianzun Wei, the disciples' injuries cannot be healed with ordinary healing medicine. The claws of those ancient eagles may be poisonous." Linghu Shen walked over and spoke to Wei Huan.

"Don't report this matter. Do you think there are not enough things? Generally, there will be corresponding detoxification plants and trees growing near the places where poisonous objects live. Take some people to search." Linghu Yunying said to Linghu Shen.

"Yes, but the injured disciples seem to be in poor condition. It may not be appropriate to rush the road now." Linghu Shen said.

"I understand, I'll deal with the toxicity problem first." Wei Huan nodded.

The disciples who went to explore the way disappeared bizarrely, the team was harassed by ancient eagles, and many others were poisoned. You should know that these people fell from a chaotic meteorite turbulence on this ghost star. They were already in a mess, and many people had not even been connected...

"This place is too empty and easy to be targeted by ancient eagles. Even if we have to rest, we should find a place with forests. When we are at a high altitude, I saw a green forest in the east of us. Where can we go first?" Linghu Yunying suggested.

"Okay, young master, can you please come and explore it? At least you must know that something is blocking us in the southeast direction, so that we are mentally prepared." Wei Huan said to Zhu Minglang.

After meeting three sword immortals, Wei Huan was the most polite among them.

Zhu Minglang would not refuse such a thing, after all, he had to consider the safety of the group of female swordsmen around him.

Unfamiliar land, exploring the way is actually particularly dangerous.

But in order not to cause huge losses to the large army and fall into the abyss trap, some people still have to explore it. Even if there is a trap, they will spread their bodies to the body first.

Fortunately, Zhu Minglang was also a savage in the ancient mountains for a while, and being cautious is definitely not a problem. In addition, Mr. Koi, the encyclopedia, can indeed give Zhu Minglang some important tips at critical moments.

"I'll just go by myself. If there is any situation, I will run away quickly." Zhu Minglang said.

After explaining Tang Zun and Lan Zun, Zhu Minglang stepped towards the southeast.

The others followed Wei Huan to the east. After all, there were not only ancient eagles in this Gobi Desert, but also some creatures that were not afraid of dragon breathing. Such a large group of people walked in the empty plateau Gobi Desert without any obstruction. They felt like fat sheep and fat cows on the vast grassland, at least for those ancient eagles.

...

Zhu Minglang flew slowly towards the southeast with the Xuanlong.

Since it is a way of exploring, you cannot fly high.

You also need to see clearly the nests of beasts on the ground, and you even need to step down in person to ensure that the underground layer is not empty and that the large army will not be surrounded instantly when they come.

The Xuanlong, like the Fengyue White Dragon, can fly and run, and its limbs are strong and powerful. It runs through the vast Gobi Desert, and it is majestic. Zhu Minglang saw many strange beasts and monsters along the way, but most of them were afraid of Xuanlong and did not dare to get close to Zhu Minglang.

Even Zhu Minglang could pass through a group of strange beasts in a swagger. These strange beasts took the initiative to make way. Some thought the Xuanlong wanted to prey on them, so they were so scared that their limbs were weak and they had no courage to escape.

Fortunately, there are powerful species on Youhen Star, and some are relatively ordinary species, so a buffalo will not be able to open up mountains and shake the sky at will.

"Yu"

At this time, the handsome white dragon patrolling in the air let out a dragon cry, informing Zhu Minglang that something was wrong in front of him.

"Go and take a look."

Fengyue Bailong led the way in the air, and Zhu Minglang rode the Xuanlong and ran towards that direction.

After climbing over a mountain barrier, Zhu Minglang saw a large group of people below the hillside, who were listing into a defensive formation. These people were basically sword masters, holding heavy swords.

They are not members of the Yuheng Star Palace. Judging from their clothing and sword patterns, they seem to be people from the Zhengting Sword Palace. They believe in a sword god who uses the Thunder Sword.

Most of the people in Yuheng Shenjiang fly on this land, but the meteorite turbulence is too strong. Even if they start from the same airflow, they may be thrown into an unknown corner of Youhen Star.

Zhu Minglang did not come forward rashly. He stopped behind the rocks at a high place and observed quietly.

"Don't come over, don't come over again!!!"

Someone screamed in tears, and Zhu Minglang heard a fear from the depths of his soul from his voice.

"Zhou Feng, what are you doing, Zhou Feng, what are you doing in the past!!"

In the formation that was originally formed into a defensive formation, suddenly a member took a step forward and walked out of the team with his hands empty-handed.

There was no powerful beast group around this group of people, some were just an ancient red dragon covered with ancient red patterns...

This red dragon is obviously of special breed, but Zhu Minglang feels that their cultivation should be far from being strong enough to kill all the people from the Zhengting Sword Sect.

However, these people from the Zhengting Sword Sect were as if they were facing a great enemy, trembling and completely without fighting spirit.

Obviously this is not the first time they have encountered these ancient red-patterned dragons.

What exactly is it that makes them so afraid??

Zhu Minglang felt extremely confused, and he stared at the unarmed person walking out of the team.

The man's steps were stiff. Zhu Minglang looked over here and could even see his painful and fearful face. He kept shaking his head, obviously trying to get rid of something, but his body was still walking towards the ancient red-patterned dragon.

Step by step, no matter how the people from Zhengting Sword Sect called him, Zhou Feng followed the demon and continued to walk towards the ancient red-patterned dragon.

Finally, the man named Zhou Feng walked to the ancient red-patterned dragon, and he knelt down like he respected and feared the gods...

"Zhou Feng!!! wake up quickly!!!"

A female disciple shouted hoarsely.

She rushed out of the formation and wanted to rescue Zhou Feng, but the others from the Zhengting Sword Sect grabbed her in horror!

"Do you want to kill us?!" said an elder with a white beard furious.

"This is a tribute to the ancient god. Zhou Feng was selected as a tribute. His soul belongs to the ancient dragon god. How can we stop it!"

"Don't hit the red-patterned Death Dragon, if the rest of us are selected..." said another elderly man.
Chapter completed!