C136 A single calamity

Name:Supreme Dragon System Author:Jiu Huo
In the dense forest ahead.

Rumble …

Rumble …

"Caw …" "Caw …"

"Humph!" A head of Grade Three Demonic Beast, dares to be so arrogant in front of me? "

"Die!"

Rumble …

The huge body of a Threaded Hundred Horned Beast crashed onto the ground, causing the ground to shake.

Dressed in a blue robe, Cui Ming looked at the Demonic Beast indifferently.

Then, he turned to a person not far away and ordered: "Go and fetch the Demon Core."

"Yes, milord."

Immediately, a tall and sturdy young man walked forward and handed over the s from the Thread Hundred Horn Beasts to Cui Ming in a respectful manner. As for the materials on the Demonic Beast, they didn't even bother to look at it.

Other than Cui Ming, there were also a dozen or so people traveling with him.

Among them was Zhang Bao.

At this moment, Zhang Bao no longer had the stupefied look that he usually had when a snot dragon fell to the ground.

His cold eyes were full of pride.

However, he did have the qualifications to be proud of.

One hundred and twenty-one years old and already become a One Star Martial Spirit with a companion divine beast. It can't be said that one would be considered a rare genius in the entire Southern Region, but in the entire Sky Wind Country, he was definitely an existence second to none.

It was just that not many people knew about it.

Seeing Zhang Bao's current appearance, Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er did not reveal any shocked expression.

Because two days ago, Zhan Tianming had already told them about this news.

Zongzheng Wanyou's aura started to become disorderly.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhang Bao and the others.

A flame of vengeance burned in the depths of her heart, as though she wanted to break through that pair of beautiful eyes and destroy all those in front of her.

She was very angry.

Very angry!

Zhan Tianming, who had sensed that something was amiss, reached out and grabbed Zongzheng Wanyou's jade hand.

Zongzheng Wanyou was startled, she turned his head, only to see Zhan Tianming shaking his head at her, signalling her not to be impulsive.

Finally, Zongzheng Wanyou suppressed her anger.

She understood that with her, Xiang Er, and Zhan Tianming's strength, they definitely would not be a match for the rune.

Forget about Cui Ming, even Zhang Bao would probably be able to catch all three of them in one fell swoop.

Calm down.

He had to be calm.

Impulse now would only bring disaster upon everyone.

The three of them quietly left.

Ka-cha! *

Suddenly, the three of them felt their bodies go cold.

Crap!

Zongzheng Wanyou stepped on a dried up branch. In the quiet forest, the cracking sound was just like the chirping of an oriole, it was too loud.

Run!

Without hesitation, Zhan Tianming grabbed Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er with his left and right hands. He activated his Blood Shadow Step and quickly fled.

He did not wish for Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er to follow him for the risk.

If it was just him alone, he really wanted to use the Divine Punisher Sword to kill that group of bastards.

But now, he would rather choose to escape.

Men must not let their loved ones fall into danger.

This was Zhan Tianming's principle!

Just as the three of them ran for less than three hundred meters, Cui Ming and the rest had already caught up.

"There they are."

"Chase after him!"

"We must catch him alive."

Suddenly, a group of people chased after Zhan Tianming and the others.

Cui Ming's eyes practically lit up.

He had already thought of a way to break free from Zhan Tianming's Divine Equipment. By the time he caught Zhan Tianming, his martial skills and Divine Equipment would be his.

How could he not be excited?

"Hmph, Zhan Tianming? You can't escape! " Cui Ming snorted in his heart.

Zhan Tianming's Blood Shadow Step had already reached the Quadruple, so even though he was unable to catch up with the Nine Dragons Step in terms of change, he was rather strong in terms of straight-line speed. However, even if Zhan Tianming was pulling both Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er along, his speed was still extremely fast.

"The two of you don't need to use your own footwork. You only need to use the Genuine Essence as much as possible on light bodies." Zhan Tianming said.

Hearing that, Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er nodded.

They could also tell that the footwork Zhan Tianming cultivated was much faster than them.

However, no matter how fast they were, Cui Ming and the others were still slowly closing in on them.

Especially Cui Ming and Zhang Bao.

Both of them possessed the cultivation and strength of the Martial Spirit Stage Realm and their movement techniques were quite powerful as well.

If Zhan Tianming was not already used to running in the mountains and forests, and if it was not for the fact that Cui Ming and Zhang Bao were still not used to it, it was likely that they would catch up in a few breaths' time.

"Humph!" You won't be able to escape. " Cui Ming shouted.

There was a sense of intimidation mixed in with that voice.

Zhan Tianming was fine, but Zongzheng Wanyou and Xiang Er were shaken until their minds were in a mess.

"Bullshit!" Zhan Tianming cursed behind him.

At the same time, the circulation of the Genuine Essence also gave rise to a wave of intimidating aura.

Unfortunately, it was of little use to Cui Ming and Zhang Bao.

Sou sou sou …

Sou sou sou …

Everyone's figures were flying in the forest.

In the sky.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …

The six Whiteplume Eagles hovered high in the air.

The Whiteplume Eagles were all about ten meters long, and their wingspans were about sixty meters.

On the broad back of the eagle stood a few people wearing the sect's attire.

Among them, there was only one young man on the back of the first White Feathered Condor. He appeared to be in his twenties, a green robe, and a white jade belt.

On the backs of the other Whiteplume Eagles, there were several people each.

"Elder Han, there's someone below."

Suddenly, a young man pointed at the bottom of the forest and said.

Hearing that, the young man Han Yazhen, who owned a large white eagle by herself, finally lowered her head indifferently, and swept her eyes across the forest below.

Sure enough, he saw more than a dozen people chasing after a man and two women.

After a while, Han Yazhen's gaze landed on Zhan Tianming.

"Hmm? This back, seems to be a little similar. "

Muttering softly, Han Yazhen flipped her hand and took out a white jade from the Cosmic Bag. After that, she placed the jade on her forehead and closed her eyes, allowing a powerful Soul Force to seep into the jade.

This was an information jade slip. Within it, there were many things that could be recorded, just like books.

Very quickly, Han Yazhen grinned.

His eyes opened.

"The brat below, he is the killer from the image that Deacon Zhang sent me before he died. Take him down."

"Yes sir!"

The people on the backs of the other eagles respectfully responded.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Those disciples rode the large white eagle and flew towards the low sky.

A young man who was a 9-star Martial Master shouted in a deep voice: "Kid, surrender yourself immediately so as to avoid physical pain."

The voice echoed through the forest.

Zhan Tianming, Zongzheng Wanyou, Xiang Er and the others who were chasing after them heard everything clearly.

Zhan Tianming looked up.

Not good!

Instantly, Zhan Tianming recognized the clothes of those people.

Someone from the Seven Peaks Sect!

This time, it was even more troublesome.

Just dealing with Cui Ming and the others was enough to give them a headache. Now, even the people from Seven Peaks Sect had come, and were even sitting on top of the White Feathered Condor.

In this situation, no matter how the three of them tried to escape, their chances of doing so were slim.

"F * ck!"

"What a lucky couple. Misfortunes come and go in pairs."

Zhan Tianming felt unlucky in his heart.

However, it was impossible for him to surrender.

If you want to capture me, then just come at me.

Following that, while running, Zhan Tianming turned to look at Zongzheng Wanyou and grinned.

"Beauty, can you give me a middle finger?"