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It took half an hour for Zhao Xinyu to hang up the phone. Then he looked at the power display on the phone. Zhao Xinyu couldn't help but shake his head. After a while, the battery had turned red.

Shaking his head and hanging up the phone, he threw the peach core into the space. This was already a habit that Zhao Xinyu developed. If there were no enemies, he might just throw the peach core away.

But at this time, he didn't dare to be careless at all, because he knew that a small mistake might lead to death.

When he stood up, a breeze blew by, and Zhao Xinyu's body was shaken. He faintly smelled a fragrance in the air, which was very special.

He felt the direction of the wind and said, "Heifeng, let's go over there and have a look."

In a mountain col, a leafless fruit tree grew alone among the rocks. There were a dozen or so wrinkled purple fruits that had lost their moisture on the fruit tree.

Although it has lost its moisture, the fruit is still the size of an adult's fist, and a rotten aroma permeates the rocks.

Among the rocks under the fruit tree, the rotten purple fruits were filled with that peculiar fragrance. Looking at the rotten fruits, Zhao Xinyu raised his head and looked at the juice on the branches that had lost moisture and was not yet rotten. His brows were slightly A wrinkle.

The aroma and fruit are somewhat similar to the apples that people eat every day. However, in my impression, the color of the apples is either red, green, yellow, or some purple-red. It seems that I have never seen this purple apple before.

Picking up a pebble, he flicked his wrist, and an apple that had lost its water content fell on Zhao Xinyu's hand. After turning it over a few times, he found that it was indeed an apple.

After breaking it open, Zhao Xinyu was slightly startled. Whether the skin of the apple he was familiar with was red, yellow, or green, the flesh was light yellow or white.

But the flesh of the apple in his hand was the same color as the peel. There were tiny fruit particles on the purple flesh. The strong fragrance made Zhao Xinyu, who had eaten many kinds of space fruits, swallow his saliva.

After taking a bite, Zhao Xinyu's eyes lit up. Although it had lost its water content, it still had a sweet and crisp feeling in the softness. After eating it, there was an indescribable fragrance left in his mouth.

Feeling that the apples were more delicious than he knew, Zhao Xinyu picked a dozen apples that had lost their moisture on the branches, and then took out his tools and started transplanting them.

More than two hours later, he transplanted the apple tree into the space, but the space did not change the sound as he expected. But just like this, Zhao Xinyu felt satisfied. He put the core of the apple he had just eaten and the ones on the ground. Rotten apples are brought into space.

Looking at the slowly darkening sky, Zhao Xinyu took a deep breath and looked around, trying to find a place to rest.

Then his mind moved slightly, and he did not come out of the pit. He directly pulled a few dead branches nearby and threw them into the pit. As soon as his mind moved, he entered the space.

For more than two hours, he didn't know how many rocks were dug out. His injuries had not healed, and he really couldn't bear it.

After entering the space, Zhao Xinyu found a place to lie down. After only dozens of breaths, he started to snore slightly. In the past few days, he had to worry about the enemy and was constantly running around in the mountains and forests. He was too tired.

What Zhao Xinyu didn't know was that just a few dozen breaths after he entered the space, and while the dead branches in the pit were still trembling, a figure appeared in the mountain col.

When he saw the deep pit among the rocks on the ground, the old man in black robe had a cold look in his eyes. He looked around, and thick murderous intent shot out from his exposed eyes. Following a wave of energy fluctuations, the old man in black robe moved slowly. Slowly becomes illusory until it disappears.

I don’t know how much time passed. In the space, Zhao Xinyu stretched his body and slowly opened his eyes. He didn’t know how long he had slept for. When he sat up, the feeling of fatigue had been lost, and the injury He even recovered 70%, which made Zhao Xinyu excited.

After getting up and moving for a while, Zhao Xinyu's mind moved, he left the space, lay down in the pit to feel it, threw away the dead branches, and climbed out of the pit.

But at the next moment, Zhao Xinyu's face became solemn. He saw two figures. They were staring at him like wild beasts, and the auras permeating their bodies showed that their cultivation levels were in the middle stage of the Imperial Martial Realm. The peak is only a small realm slightly lower than myself.

Zhao Xinyu was surprised. The two Japanese were so tall

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The hands were also stunned. They had been in this mountain col for a long time. They had also searched the mountain col and even looked at the deep pit. There were only a few dead branches in the deep pit and there was nothing.

Now the enemy they had been chasing for several days came out of the pit. They really felt like they were in a trance. Could it be that this guy also practiced Iga's skills and hid his body when they came over.

While the two were stunned, Zhao Xinyu had already moved. He rushed over like a ghost, shot out a handful of silver light, and turned his hands into claws to grab at the two of them.

The two of them reacted to Zhao Xinyu's move, and their hearts shrank. Zhao Xinyu's movement was too fast. By the time they reacted, Zhao Xinyu was already in front of them.

In a hurry, the two of them did not panic. They also knew that Zhao Xinyu's cultivation level was a little higher than theirs, but at this moment, Zhao Xinyu was seriously injured, and he had no time to recover in the past few days.

The two roared, their auras surging, and almost at the same time, two fist seals condensed and faced Zhao Xinyu.

boom.

The two fist seals shattered, and the two men groaned and staggered back. The next moment, the owner of a figure was shaken. They only defended Zhao Xinyu's blow, but ignored that Zhao Xinyu had shot out a chopstick-thick shot before he shot. steel needle.

With one move, he took away a person who was at the peak of the middle stage of the Imperial Martial Realm and killed one. Zhao Xinyu did not leave immediately. He stepped forward, and a cold aura filled the air. An ice lotus was knocked back by him to the middle stage of the Imperial Martial Realm. The crown of peak existence blooms.

His companion was killed with one blow, and he was knocked back. He didn't even care about the surge of energy and blood, and turned around to run away.

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Xinyu might have let him escape, but this time it was different. The other party saw him coming out of the pit. If he escaped, the Japanese would probably suspect him.

The aura on his body was surging, and he didn't care about hiding his identity. He followed him like a shadow and was behind him in an instant. He slightly bent his fingers, turned his palm into a fist, and punched the opponent's back.

The other party let out a scream, flew out and fell to the ground. A big hole appeared on his back, and blood gushed out.

"Heirs of the ghost doctor, no wonder I can't find you. It turns out you are hiding in the dragon's thorn. Go and die."

When Zhao Xinyu, who was about to check whether the man was alive or not, heard the voice, he felt a violent force coming from behind.

Zhao Xinyu's expression suddenly changed. Although he did not look back, he could already feel the energy entering his body, and he could only twist his body as hard as he could.

"Boom," there was a click, and Zhao Xinyu had already heard the sound of his left shoulder breaking. While a mouthful of blood spurted out, he used the power of the blow to quickly move forward.

After landing, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He didn't dare to stop for a moment. He took a few pills into his mouth and used Shadow Follower to quickly leave the col.

Although he didn't look back, he already knew that the person who attacked him was a master of the Holy Martial Realm. He didn't know the specific one.

"Damn it, you still want to run away, stay with me." The feminine voice sounded again, and the feminine old man chased after him without any hesitation at all. He had already seen that Zhao Xinyu was at the end of his strength. If such a person was allowed to escape, he would There was no need to go back to see people anymore, and he even knew that this person had killed many of them in just the past few days, no less than seven at the Imperial Martial Realm alone.

If such an enemy breaks through to the Holy Martial Realm, even a Holy Martial Realm like him may not be able to kill the opponent, not to mention that this person also has an identity, the descendant of the ghost doctor.

If Tao can kill the descendant of the ghost doctor, it will be a blow to China and exciting news to the dark world, and then it will be worth the loss of so many people.

He kept coughing up blood along the way. Zhao Xinyu was also listening to the news from Jin Hen and Jin Yu. Heifeng wanted to help stop him, but Zhao Xinyu knew that even if the four of them joined forces at this moment, they would not be able to stop the Saint Martial Realm master. of pursuit.

"Boss, he is the only one here, I will lure him away."

Zhao Xinyu swallowed a few pills and waved his hands. He thought of a person in his mind. However, if this person is exposed, not only him, but also the entire cultivation world may become a target, and he is even more likely to be targeted. Become the public enemy of practitioners.

"Jin Hen, Jin Yu, I'm sure he's the only one."

"Sure."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, took a deep breath, and shook his head.

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Trying to keep himself awake, he looked around a few times, and then saw a mountain stream covered with bushes. He turned his head and looked behind him, and saw an old man with a white face and no beard, with a ferocious face blazing towards him.

He entered the mountain stream with one movement. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else and just walked through the bushes full of thorns.

After only a few dozen meters, the feminine old man followed. When he saw Zhao Xinyu stumbling forward, his face was full of ferocity, "You go to hell."

The next moment, Zhao Xinyu suddenly fell to the ground. He who was ready to go could only follow the area Zhao Xinyu passed through and move towards Zhao Xinyu.

He saw Zhao Xinyu lying on the ground and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Xinyu. Their people had been killed continuously in the past few days. He had already hated Zhao Xinyu. He wanted to see what this damn dragon thorn would be like. which one.

But as soon as his big hand came out, a chill spread from the bottom of his heart, his whole scalp became numb, and then an evil aura filled the air, and he saw a young man with gray hair and gray eyes.

The young man's eyes were cold, and a gray aura filled the air, which made his heart shrink, but then a cold light flashed, and when he reacted, he felt a chill in his throat.

His body froze, a gurgling sound came from his mouth, and he covered his neck with both hands, but there was not a drop of blood on his neck, and there was only a red spot the size of a soybean at his throat.

He tried his best to make a sound and call his companions over, but no matter how hard he tried, no sound came out.

The next moment he fell to the ground, his mind flashed, and a name appeared in his mind, and this name was taboo for any cultivator.

As long as the owner of this name appears, the world of cultivation will inevitably be extremely bloody, and no one knows how many living beings will be devastated.

"Shura, how could Shura appear here? What is the relationship between Shura and that person?" Xiu Xiu appeared suddenly to save that person.

But all of this no longer meant much to him, and his consciousness was rapidly dissipating.

When he was about to lose consciousness, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shura leaning down, picking up the man, and shouting, "Brother."

At this moment, there was a bang in his head, and his consciousness completely disappeared...

"Xiao Xin, follow the black wind, hurry up." Before Zhao Xinyu lost consciousness, he specifically asked Shura Zhao Xinxing. Mo Yu said that as long as Shura is stained with blood, he will remain manic. He does not want Shura to be exposed for him. go out.

Shura Zhao Xinxing was slightly startled, and the murderous intent in his eyes slowly disappeared. He picked up Zhao Xinyu and disappeared in a flash, while the bushes around him didn't seem to move at all.

I don't know how much time passed. Zhao Xinyu coughed lightly and tried to open his eyes. His consciousness slowly returned to his mind. He thought of the last scene. His heart trembled and he tried his best to turn his head to look.

He saw that he was in a cave, and a figure stood at the entrance of the cave. The owner of the figure was as motionless as a javelin, and his gray hair was particularly obvious.

When he saw the figure of Shura Zhao Xinxing, Zhao Xinyu felt relieved. He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. At this moment, Zhao Xinxing seemed to feel something strange behind him. He turned around suddenly and saw Zhao Xinyu waking up. There was a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

"Brother."

Zhao Xinyu reached out and grabbed Zhao Xinxing's arm, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

As a figure flashed, Heifeng came in from outside. When he saw Zhao Xinyu's appearance, Heifeng's huge body trembled.

"Boss, how are you?"

"I'm fine, where are we now?"

Already back near the village.

"Where is the enemy?"

"I don't know. His speed is too fast. Even if there are enemies, they won't catch up. Don't worry."

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "Heifeng, you guard outside, I'll go back to the space to recover."

In the mountain stream full of shrubs, the old man in black robe looked at the body of the feminine old man on the ground with disbelief in his eyes. He also saw a large amount of blood on the ground, and the fatal injury of the feminine old man was just a red dot. This made him feel incredible.

He didn't know what happened. A dignified Saint Martial Realm person fell in this place, and he could tell from the wide eyes of the feminine old man that he had been plotted against.

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