Lin Hao's face was quiet. He concluded that the immortal in the painting would never be able to throw away his personal belongings with such privacy in a random place.

If the immortal in the painting doesn’t, then he can only capture the person in the painting and do this.

Could it be that the immortal in the painting is really a pervert who likes to strip other people's clothes?

Lin Hao was worried and had no time to think about more, so he continued to chase the fairy aura in the painting.

At this moment, Lin Hao had been carrying forward and walking in the cage that had been unknown, the nine children had no sense of fear they had before at this moment, and they all looked at Lin Hao who was carrying them flying curiously.

Because the techniques and techniques used by Lin Hao at this time are completely different from what they saw and heard! Although the body refining cultivation can also fly, it is mostly flying with a body of blood and energy that shakes the space.

However, Lin Hao, when practicing Qi, only by circulating spiritual power, he can activate spiritual power to move the void space and naturally fly.

Compared to the physical training, the spiritual power and magic that Lin Hao used at this moment was so eye-opening to these children. If they weren't for their fear of Lin Hao, I'm afraid that several of them would have already asked what kind of magic that Lin Hao had practiced.

After all, compared with children from the outside world, children in the tribe who need to rely on their parents to hunt monsters to survive, are not so subtle, but more wild.

If you don't understand, you ask.

Of course, even if they asked at this time, Lin Hao had no intention of answering them.

At this time, he just flew with all his might and headed towards the direction of the immortal in the painting.

Thirty miles ahead of Lin Hao, the two immortals in the painting, flying on the Tianyun Paper, had already stopped. At this time, they were hiding in the huge canopy of an ancient tree, covering themselves with Tianyun Paper, covering their breath, and watching a battle not far away! And on the edge of the battlefield where the war broke out, they could already see that three children were surrounded by a pile of strange-shaped bone teeth. The pile of bone teeth was not something that restricted the three children, but these three bone teeth were protecting them! Because just outside this circle of bone teeth, there were no less than twenty young and middle-aged Tengling tribe members, who were trying their best to disassemble these bone teeth.

However, for a moment, they had no choice.

"Those people, those young and middle-aged tribes, should be people from the Teng clan, right?"

The immortal in the painting looked at that place. Although these Teng clansmen had no choice but to wear the bone teeth with their blood and energy, it seemed that it would only take half an hour at most to grind the bone teeth and then capture the three children inside.

Needless to say, these three children must be the three children who slipped away from the third elder! But unexpectedly, things were like what she and Lin Hao heard from two Teng clan members on the way.

These three children did not escape from themselves, but were secretly helped by people from the Ling clan and rescued them! However, the situation of these Ling clan people was not very optimistic at this time.

Not to mention the bone and tooth circles that protect these three children were being worn apart by the twenty Teng tribes's tribes' blood and energy bit by bit. Just say, at the center of the battlefield not far away, there were two people fighting fiercely, among which the man from the Spirit tribe was gradually at a disadvantage. It seems that in at most half an hour, the Spirit tribe man would be defeated! "All of them are from the Teng tribe, why is the gap so big?"

"The Ling clan has been able to take the Teng clan away the position of high priest for so many years. It can be seen that the Ling clan's mind is probably not very good!"

The immortal in the painting commented on the two fighting on the battlefield with a smacked mouth. After saying that, he suddenly kicked the next to him and was concentrating on the butt of Ling Ling'er, the little weapon who was fighting.

"Go, what are you looking at, just like a weapon spirit? Hurry up and rescue those children for me, otherwise I will let Lin Hao stew you and make soup!"

"The cat meat is not delicious..." "What's the point, go quickly!"

The immortal in the painting urges the Tao.

Xiao Ling'er suddenly cried and felt sad. Since she was summoned by the immortal in the painting today, she has been constantly summoned by the immortal in the painting. But because she is a spirit of the weapon, she cannot resist the orders of the immortal in the painting! "Sooner or later, I will turn over and be the master!"

Xiao Ling'er snorted, and her small body immediately flew out of the tree canopy. The four spiritual treasures of Huatian followed her and flew towards the place where the three children were besieged.

Xiao Ling'er went to save those children, and the immortal in the painting was idle. He took out a large bag of spiritual food from the storage bag and ate it leisurely. At the same time, he admired the battle in the center of the battlefield. He occasionally looked at the way he came, wondering why Lin Hao hadn't caught up yet?

And at this moment, in the battlefield where the immortals in the painting were watched, two Tengling tribes, one old and one young, representing their respective tribe bloodlines, fighting fiercely.

The old man was covered with blood and energy almost covered the sky and the sun. In every move, the rich blood and energy seemed to be surging rivers. As he flowed, he seemed to be a bloodthirsty killing god standing in the void! But he was fighting with him, and the young man standing opposite him was also not weak.

This young man is in his twenties and his blood is not as thick as the old man, but his blood is like the wind, floating and unpredictable. Whenever he takes action, all of these blood will be condensed into his moves immediately, making his attacks not weaker than the old man, and even occasionally stronger than the old man! Unfortunately, Jiang is still old. No matter how sharp he shows, he still doesn't look good in front of the old man who is almost practicing to become a sperm! "Nephew Lingfeng, you haven't seen him for many years, and you have made a lot of progress."

"I heard that you had just broken through to the Purple Tendon Realm three years ago. I didn't expect that in just three years, you had already crossed the Purple Tendon Realm and reached the Divine Blood Realm!"

"If you are from my Teng tribe, I will definitely train you carefully. You will definitely be the seat of the elder of my Teng tribe!"

"It's a pity that the blood on your body is the Spirit Clan!"

"Old guy, what are you talking about? Since I am here today, you Teng tribe's conspiracy will not succeed!"

"My Spirit Prophet has said that the Holy Girl Teng Ling is an evil demon. Why don't you Teng Ling listen?"
Chapter completed!