The personal security of the beautiful president

With the flash of white light, the figures of Ding Zhe and the admiral had disappeared into the teleportation circle.

Although Ding Zhe had tried his best to keep up with the admiral's footsteps, as the white light around him dissipated, there was no admiral around him.

It's not that his cultivation base is not as good as the opponent's.

In fact, he is not familiar with the place where he lives, and he can't figure out the direction...

now!

A strange place appeared before my eyes...

"What is this place?"

Ding Zhe gradually recovered his eyesight from the influence of teleportation exercises, only to realize that he had come to a strange planet completely different from Yinghua Star.

Here, as far as the eye can see, there are gray and white sand and stones, and there is no grass.

"The admiral will be teleported here at this time, it seems that this should be the base camp of the Xingyu Legion."

"Looks like I have a chance..."

"quack!"

Ding Zhe gave a strange smile, then looked around, only to find a huge shadow on the distant horizon.

Although he didn't know much about the environment of this place, his curiosity still drove Ding Zheyu to fly his flying sword towards the shadow land.

And at this moment, Ding Zhe saw that he was galloping on the flying sword on the only way to the shadow.

"So it's here! Where are you going!"

Ding Zhe shouted loudly, urging the five thunders to rectify the law, turned into a beam of thunder, and chased after him.

But the admiral in front was already too close to the shadow, and before Ding Zhe got close, he had already slipped into the shadow.

Not to be outdone, the latter continued to advance rapidly, heading towards the unknown shadow that the admiral had entered.

It was only when Ding Zhe approached that he saw his true face of Mount Lu.

It was a huge interstellar spaceship, almost the size of half the moon!

The closer he got, the more Ding Zhe realized how huge the spaceship was...

It's beyond people's imagination...

Ding Zhe looked at the huge spaceship in front of him, and followed it without hesitation.

……

Although Ding Zhe followed the admiral's footsteps into the spaceship of the Xingyu Legion, he lost the admiral's trace directly.

But when he turned his head to leave the spaceship, he found that the entrance to it had disappeared.

Only then did Ding Zhe realize that he was trapped in the spaceship!

In desperation, he could only put away his flying sword, bite the bullet, and continue walking towards the one-way passage ahead.

As Ding Zhe gradually penetrated into the spaceship, he found that within his line of sight, there were fewer and fewer mechanical structures, replaced by strange substances similar to the soil on the earth.

There is also a faint breath of spiritual energy.

"What the hell is the Xingyu Legion doing?"

Ding Zhe couldn't figure out why, but now at least he had some direction, and began to follow the vein of rich aura.

After moving on for less than a quarter of an hour, his eyes suddenly opened up.

What kind of spaceship looks like in front of me, it looks like a small cave!

Mountains, rivers, vegetation, insects and fish, everything!

What confuses him even more is that this place is full of aura, which is even richer than the mountain gate on the earth of his Ling Xiaozong!

The secret of the sudden rise of the Xingyu Legion that I want to know must have something to do with the weird environment here!

Ding Zhe immediately mobilized his true energy, intending to continue to rely on the aura to search for the admiral's trace.

But at this moment, he found something even more wrong.

Why can't I use all my strength, but I can't use the strength of the distraction state!

Now he can probably only display the Nascent Soul Realm, or even lower.

And the spirit energy that is higher than the realm seems not to be controlled by oneself, it just rampages in the meridians of the whole body, and it will also affect the normal circulation of the meridians, and it takes extra energy to adjust the breath to stabilize the mind.

Thinking of this, Ding Zhe realized that he had probably fallen into the trap of the Xingyu Army.

Now, I can only follow my plan and take one step at a time.

Fortunately, cultivation is not only Ding Zhe's only hole card, even if he only has the Nascent Soul Realm, ordinary means are still useless.

What's more, he still has a few magic weapons whose effects are not greatly affected by the realm!

With the magic weapon in hand, even if the realm is suppressed now, Ding Zhe is still an existence that overwhelms thousands of troops like a mobile nuclear arsenal!

Ding Zhe decided to act cautiously after sailing for thousands of years, and took out the immortal pen from his arms, feeling the power of the mysterious and mysterious laws in it, which was quickly abundant in the environment of rich spiritual power, and returned to the overflowing state before this battle. Only then did he continue to move forward with confidence.

As Ding Zhe continued to go deeper, he gradually discovered that the mysterious environment inside the spaceship suppressed his spiritual energy more and more, and it became more and more difficult for him to control the surging spiritual energy in his body.

The realm once again plummeted from the Nascent Soul Realm, and now he may only be able to barely display the strength of the Foundation Establishment Stage!

"What kind of exercise is this, it can suppress my realm so much!"

Ding Zhe was shocked. He was afraid that if he continued to deepen his level, his realm would only drop lower and lower, and finally he would become a mortal at the mercy of others!

But now, apart from moving forward, he has no way out.

To be honest, Ding Zhe regrets chasing the admiral rashly to this ghostly place now!

At this moment, he discovered that in the valley in the distance, there was a light of fire and light smoke flashing.

Someone is there, and that could be the key to getting out!

He didn't hesitate anymore, and waved his flying sword from the sheath behind his back, and flew straight towards the direction of the crowd.

As the distance got closer, Ding Zhe faintly heard the sound of metal and stone jingling.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a small village consisting of several families located in the mountains.

Approaching the village, Ding Zhe carefully retracted his flying sword and walked forward in the forest to avoid being ambushed by the Xingyu Army.

"This is……"

The villages in the mountains were already under Ding Zhe's naked eyes, but Ding Zhe found that in front of every house in the village, there was an anvil, a red-hot coal cauldron, a water tank for quenching, and Several brawny shirtless men took turns swinging a heavy hammer as tall as a person, and smashed it hard on the anvil, sparking bursts of sparks.

From time to time, some people use tongs to pick up the utensils on the anvil, and place them in the coal cauldron for calcination or pour them into the water tank to quench them. It is like a blacksmith village in full swing and urgent production.

When Ding Zhe fixed his eyes on the utensils on the anvil, he took a deep breath.

The ones piled up next to the strong man, forged on the anvil, calcined in the coal cauldron, and tempered in the water tank are all sword blanks with familiar outlines!

It is the standard flying sword used by the white helmet cultivators of the Xingyu Legion outside!

Ding Zhe couldn't help taking a step back, but stepped on a dead branch, making a crisp sound.

"Oops!"

He thought something was wrong in his heart, he hurriedly restrained his breath and held his breath, but it was already too late.

Several sword shadows flashed by, and the strong man who was forging the flying sword just now had disappeared. They sent the sword blanks around him one after another. Together with countless flying swords, they surrounded Ding Zhe who was hiding in the bushes.