Bang! Lin Hao stepped into a puddle.

Li Shi splashed everywhere, soaking his shoes completely.

Lin Hao frowned slightly, but he didn't care about this puddle. It would be strange if there were no such bumpy places in the depths of such mountain caves.

At this time, there was no trace of human excavation in the cave where he and the immortals in the painting. It seemed that this place was formed naturally.

But even so, this place is definitely not a place without a man.

At this time, in the cave passage where they were, the ground was covered with various purple-black footprints, especially some of them, which were obviously much smaller than ordinary people. Lin Hao could tell at a glance that this was the footprints of the dwarf high priest.

Obviously, the high priests of the Tengling tribe had come to this cave within three days at most.

I don’t know if there will be an exit at the end of this passage?

Lin Hao frowned. At this time, he had been walking with the immortal in the painting for less than a quarter of an hour. Except for the whimpering monster, the whimpering sound became clearer. He had not seen any intersection or fork in this passage. This passage was straight forward, with no exit or entrance.

Could it be that I am going against it, and should go in the direction behind?

Lin Hao looked back at the cave passage behind, but it was just like in front of him, and there was no end at all. It was black. Even if he used his spiritual sense to explore, he could only see things thousands of meters away at most.

After all, here, it is still in the so-called relics of the saint, and there seems to be a vague suppression of the cultivation of Qi training.

"Forget it, let's go and see what the hell is going on in the monster that makes the whine."

"If you reach the end, you can't find the exit..." Lin Hao looked back and was carried on his back. At this moment, he was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

The law of space consumes too much on the immortals in the painting, but the law of space is already the power mastered by the immortals in the painting. Even if there is huge consumption, the immortals in the painting can recover quickly.

He could feel that the body of the immortal in the painting was recovering rapidly at this moment. It should be another quarter of an hour before her energy could recover to 80% or 90%, and then she should wake up.

However, before she woke up, she wanted to find the exit as soon as possible, and even if she couldn't find the exit... he vowed to take this woman out of the ruins of this saint! Wait, why did he fight out again?

Lin Hao smacked his lips and suddenly felt that the immortal in the painting said that he was right.

About a hundred years ago, he was definitely not like this. He would fight for anything he encountered.

Maybe it's because of the demon body?

Since he attained the true demon body, he would subconsciously look down at anything, any existence, as if even the top-level cultivator in the Supreme Assessment Realm was not worthy of him to carry his shoes... although he could not beat others at all.

This kind of attitude of looking down on the world and being arrogant will naturally result in him. He is too lazy to think of solutions when encountering anything.

Solution?

It’s very simple. Kill the other party, kill them out and kill them all! As long as all the people who create problems for him are killed by him, then will there be no problems?

However, this kind of solution to the problem will occasionally encounter helpless situations.

Just like now.

He is now in the saint ruins of the Tengling tribe, and the ruins are almost filled with mysterious restrictions. He has no idea about these restrictions. If he triggers a powerful restriction comparable to the Supreme Asking the Dao Realm powerhouse, then he and the immortals in the painting will really not know how to die.

And if he still can't find the exit at the end of the cave passage, he may only be left to rush out.

And is this road to rush... really that simple?

In any case, even if Zhu Ling'er and Jin Long cannot be saved, he will never involve innocent people again.

Lin Hao held up the immortal in the painting that was about to slide down from him on his back.

Although there was a layer of clothes, the palm seemed to touch the fairy's skin in the painting, soft, delicate and elastic.

Ah no, wait, it seems that it is not the time to think about these things now, right?

Lin Hao took a deep breath, circulated his spiritual power, recited the Pure Heart Mantra, and continued to carry the immortal in the painting forward.

And soon after walking forward, suddenly, with a bang, Lin Hao stepped into a puddle again.

"Don't this Tengling tribe have a person who wants to correct this cave?"

"It's good that they still respect the saint in this ruins!"

Lin Hao not only spat, but also shook the sewage stained on his feet, and then he took a step and continued to move forward.

However, just as he was about to take this step, he suddenly was stunned for a moment, and then looked down at the puddle he had just stepped through.

The puddle is not small, about one and a half feet wide, and the dirty water in it is about to overflow from the pit.

But, is the pit really dirty?

Lin Hao's eyes gathered, and his heart suddenly jumped. Only then did he realize that there was some dirty water in this pit?

This is clearly a pit of blood! But this blood has been in this pit for too long, it has lost its activity, and the smell of blood has been removed. It is purple-black and purple-black, looking like a pool of dirty water.

Of course, this blood is not important at all. What is important is that the shape of this blood pit... This is a claw mark of a dragon claw! It is not wrong! It is absolutely not wrong!! In terms of familiarity with dragon claws, in this ancient fairy treasure world, no one can get to the right of Lin Hao! After all, the nine seal method of "Nine Heavens Treasure Body Seal" he practiced is a growth-type exercise. His first seal is the dragon claw taken from the golden dragon, named the Golden Dragon Seal! Even when he used the Golden Dragon Seal, his palm turned into a real dragon claw, and even his arms were covered with the dragon scales of the golden dragon! So, how could he admit that the pit stepped on by the dragon claw?

Lin Hao's eyelids couldn't help but thrust for a moment, and then he immediately raised his head and looked at the end of the passage where the monsters were wailing.

Could it be that what he guessed was really right?

Before she could think more, Lin Hao immediately grabbed the immortal in the painting on his back and walked towards the end of the passage.

Almost at the same time, another extremely weak wail came from the end of the passage. The sound was clearly heard, as if it was resounding in Lin Hao's ears! At this time, Lin Hao finally completely confirmed that the wailing sound was the Golden Dragon, calling him! The Golden Dragon was asking for help from him! Even the Golden Dragon might not know that he was in the ruins of this saint.
Chapter completed!