Vol 3 Chapter 1592: High altitude search

Lin Hai patted his head and secretly said that he was really stupid. He had a flying monster. As long as he was riding a flying monster, looking for it from mid-air, it would not be easier!
Yinhe is obviously not acceptable. Although the body of Tianlong is merged, the realm of silver is no longer a fairy, but it was once a fairy.
There are rules in the Shura Temple. Once the fairy is entered, it will be killed in an instant. Who knows if it is rash to release the silver, will it be dangerous?
"That's a little red!"
Lin Hai’s thoughts moved, the golden red-winged eagle’s little red, and the height of one person appeared in front of Lin Hai’s body.
"Xiaohong, we have to fight side by side!" Lin Hai jumped and jumped to Xiaohong's body.
Although Xiaohong’s strength is not high, until now it is only the golden perfection of Jindan’s later period. Even Yuan Ying has not yet condensed, but since the mutation, the speed of flight is extremely fast, like lightning.
Lin Hai once saw it in the refining pot. When Xiaohong and Yinhe were bored, they used to fly, and the silver and the gods were so fast that they could not win Xiaohong.
Now that Xiaohong is squatting in the air, I am afraid that it will take a long time to fly the Shura Temple, Yan Feiyang and Zhan Cong, absolutely unable to shape!
"Little red, go!"
Lin Hai said his intentions and Xiaohong again, Xiaohong screamed, his wings twitched, turned into a golden stream, and instantly flew into the air.
"I am going, really fast!"
Lin Hai feels that the airflow is flying from his side, and suddenly he feels a moment. Fortunately, although the Shura Temple is a palace, the inside is like the other world. The sky is no different from the outside world. Otherwise, Lin Hai is worried that there is no room for Xiaohong to play. .
"Eyes of the sky, open!"
In Lin Haikou, a light drink, open the eyes of the sky, suddenly blindfolded a layer of blue light fog, condescending from the back of Xiaohong, looking down.
Under the eyes of the sky, the houses on the ground have all become almost transparent. As long as someone is inside, they cannot escape the eyes of Lin Hai.
Just after Lin Hai had just left, the blood condensed and broke into the house, and broke into the house that was recuperated before Lin Hai. He looked around and looked down on the abandoned stone that Lin Hai had thrown away.
"Let's take a step late, let him run!" The brow wrinkled, not to be annoyed.
As soon as he turned around, the blood condensed out of the house, and suddenly there was a figure in front of him, coming quickly to this side.
"Well?" The foot stopped and stared.
"Haha, it turned out to be a blood sorcerer, but fortunately it will be!" A young man dressed in white, with a slightly sloppy look, laughed and came to the side, his eyes sweeping a few eyes on the key parts of blood clot.
When the blood stagnated, I was disgusted, but the cold face had a smile.
"It turned out to be the ancient brother of Feihu Zong, and polite!"
The blood condensed and said, with a charming smile on his face, bowed to the ancient brothers and brothers, and almost all of the ancient brothers and brothers were hooked.
"Hey, blood sorcerers don't need more gifts, please pick them up!"
The ancient brothers have been licking the beauty, but the smoldering is outside, he did not dare to provoke, there have always been thieves and no thieves, when I have seen blood condensate so gentle and charming.
All of a sudden, the old brother was lost in the mind, and he couldn’t help but reach out and hold the arm. He raised the blood and felt the temperature of the blood from the palm of his hand. Jumping, even breathing is rushing.
"Hey!"
Suddenly, the blood blew and whispered, and then the foot was soft, and the body fell into the arms of the ancient brother.
"Blood sister, what's wrong with you, is it not comfortable?"
Wen Xiang soft jade in the arms, the ancient brother's excited heart almost jumped out, completely relaxed vigilance, hands holding a body, looking towards the face.
However, when he saw the eyes of the bloody, he couldn't help but be a screaming spirit, and he was sober, and realized that he was holding in his arms. It was not a tender woman, but a witch who did not blink!
"Blood sister, I..."
puff!
The old brother’s words were not finished. Suddenly he felt a pain in his chest. Then he suddenly slammed his body and bowed his head with deep fear, but he saw eyes cold, without a trace of emotion, holding a short blade, already stabbed. Wear his heart.
Hey!
A palm-sized Yuan Ying rushed to the sky and ran with deep fear, but he was caught by blood clots. The volley was taken back and held in his hand.
"Blood sister, I am wrong, I will not dare anymore, forgive me, blood sister!"
Yuan Ying, the ancient brother of the old brother, was so frightened that he was so fierce, and he kept asking for mercy, but he was not moved by blood. He directly vomited his Yuan Ying.
Subsequently, the blood clot returned to the house that was recuperated before the forest, and sat down on the knees. After a while, the refining of the ancient infant's Yuan Ying was refined and refined.
Out of the house, blood clots the body of the ancient brother, made into fly ash, this face is cold, said to himself.
"The seventeenth!"
As soon as he turned around, the blood condensed figure disappeared instantly. After a while, he found Zhao Ziming who was searching around.
"Let's take a step late, Lin Hai has escaped. Now, we are splitting our actions. We must first execute the hunting plan. Don't deliberately look for Lin Hai. When it is time to collect the net, it will not kill him!"
"Yes, the blood sister, Zhao Ziming said goodbye!"
Zhao Ziming listened and listened to the blood, and the figure flicked and disappeared.
Looking at Zhao Ziming's disappearing figure, eyes, do not know why, flashed a deep painful color.
"Roar!"
At this moment, suddenly a roaring sound, from the back of the coagulation, blood clot suddenly turned, but saw a wandering soul with five cyan imprints, do not know where to come out, to their fierce Rush.
The blood condensed and looked at the wandering soul in front of him, and his look suddenly looked awkward, and he was a little embarrassed and muttered.
"Are you today, will it be me tomorrow?"
boom!
At this time, the soul of the wandering has already reached the front, raising a hand of a soil spell, countless boulders descended from the sky, and smashed toward the blood.
Blood coagulation reacted from the loss of the gods, and the arm swung, suddenly a ray of light, the boulder at the top of the head was instantly defeated, and then a Shura stone appeared in the palm of his hand, suddenly radiant, will scream.
"Hey!"
The soul of the soul was full of fear, and suddenly he made a painful embarrassment. The hard turn turned away, but he was smothered by blood, and patted his head directly, his body swayed and died.
"Huh ~" blood clots breathed a deep breath, put Shura stone back, his face once again restored the cold look.
"My life is not for me, I don't fight for it, my blood is dead and I don't care!"
After that, the figure flashed and disappeared in the same place, and began to look around for the potential disciples of the major gates.
"High-altitude search is cool!"
At this moment, Lin Hai is sitting on Xiaohong's back and passing quickly in the sky. After a while, he has discovered many disciples who have participated in the test. Even the potential disciples of the major gates have discovered several.
Fortunately, Xiaohong is extremely fast, and it flashes away. It is three or four kilometers away from the ground. The people below can't detect it. Lin Hai has passed by, but he is safe and sound.
"Weird, Yan Feiyang and Zhan Cong, where are you going?"
Lin Hai looked for a long time, and did not find the shadow of Yan Feiyang and Zhan Cong. Just some of them were speechless. Lin Hai’s eyes suddenly fell on the side of the house below, and suddenly they flashed! "Little red, fall!"