And the golden dragon is just in the sub-adult state with the most vigorous vitality. Even if it is dying, it can survive again.

And it is this continuous vitality that is probably the thing that Tengling tribe is most jealous! Tengling tribe is so good at making a plan! Lin Hao snorted coldly, clenched his fists together, almost cleaved the void.

As if he could feel his anger, the immortal in the painting who was talking to the little weapon spirit named Ling'er not far away raised his hand to interrupt the little weapon spirit who kept mumbling. With his hand raised, he captured all the four spiritual treasures suspended in the air, and then walked to Lin Hao.

"Don't worry too much. I have already agreed with Ling'er that she will lay out a layer of spiritual forbidden around your golden dragon."

"After the spirit ban is arranged, unless I or Ling'er comes, no one can cross the spirit ban. Even the owner of these 108 soul-squeezing nails should not cross the spirit ban and control these soul-squeezing nails."

"But one thing that makes me more concerned is that there are all body-refining cultivators in this Tengling tribe. How could anyone be good at practicing Qi and controlling these soul-squeezing nails?"

The immortal in the painting turned to look at the cave and said in a low voice: "It seems that there are some secrets in this saint's ruins that we don't know."

"But now is not the time to explore!"

The immortal in the painting pinched his fingers and calculated the time, while seriously saying, "It's been the second and third moments. I don't know if the third elder brought those boys and girls to the saint cave. We can't delay any more. In my opinion, it's better for us to create some noise in this saint ruins now, and then leave here immediately. It's better if we can save those boys and girls from the third elder. Even if we can't save them, we can't stay here anymore."

"It was definitely not a matter of a moment for the Tengling Tribe to resurrect the Saint. Do you still remember what that Elder Teng Zhong said?"

"Elder Tengzhong said that it will take at least one night to resurrect the Saint, or even tomorrow morning."

"During this period, even if Zhu Ling'er is in crisis, she will definitely not have fallen here so early!"

“We have enough time to prepare!”

"But the first thing you need to prepare is the one you mentioned, the Baji Blood-Rollen Pill!"

"Only by refining that kind of pill can we truly save Zhu Ling'er. Otherwise, even if we grab her back now, it will be useless and she will still die."

"So, do you understand what I mean?"

The immortal in the painting looked at Lin Hao seriously.

Lin Hao looked at the immortal in the painting with some surprise. The woman's logic was so meticulous that even he could not catch up with it! Especially her clear mind, she had just been sucked away by the law of space before, but now, she was able to be so energetic that she analyzed the whole thing very well.

However, now isn't the time to analyze these things?

"Then you tell me, how do we leave this place?"

"If you can't think of any good idea, then I advise you not to waste your energy and use such space laws."

Lin Hao shook his head at the fairy in the painting and looked up at the top of the cave.

"The power of the forbidden power here is already weaker than that of the Saint's Cave."

"I will definitely be able to penetrate the stone wall with one full force and open a path to leave here."

The immortal in the painting: "But that way, although it is satisfying to create movement in this saint's ruins, it will reveal that we have been here with this real dragon. Even if there is spiritual ban and protection from Ling'er, I think we should not be so risky. There are too many things in this saint's ruins that we don't know."

"Look, my little Ling'er's ability is so great!"

The immortal in the painting chuckled and looked at the side with confidence, fiddling with the small weapon spirits of the four divine treasures.

As if in response to the immortal in the painting, the little weapon spirit turned around and smiled at the immortal in the painting, then held the immortal pen from the four divine treasures, and picked up the inkstone with the other hand. At the same time, the Cang Song Divine Ink automatically drew circles in the inkstone and grinded the ink automatically.

The immortal in the painting immediately stepped forward, bit out a drop of blood on his fingertips with his teeth, and dripped onto the inkstone.

With moisture, the inkstone and the divine ink immediately grind out a small ball of red ink.

The little weapon spirit dipped ink with the ink with the pen tip, touching the void, wandering around the golden dragon crawling on the ground, and also drew a huge spiritual forbidden circle around the golden dragon.

When the spiritual forbidden circle was fully formed, Lin Hao immediately sensed that a powerful restriction appeared around the golden dragon. This restriction was slightly weaker than the restriction in the Saint's ruins, but it was definitely enough to protect the golden dragon for a period of time.

Even if a strong man of the True Immortal level came here, he would never have the opportunity to unlock this restriction for a while! Lin Hao couldn't help but take a deep look at the small weapon spirit and the three divine treasures used by the small weapon spirit, but in the end, he still looked at the finger that the immortal bitched in the painting.

Rather than saying that this spiritual forbidden system is the skill of the Four Spiritual Treasures in the Painting Heaven, it is actually the miraculous effect caused by the blood of the immortal in the painting's innate hearing the Tao! But as if he felt Lin Hao's gaze, the immortal in the painting turned around and smiled slightly at Lin Hao, and said proudly: "Don't thank me, I have to thank me for my words, then wait until your golden dragon is rescued, and you ask him to ride me twice, uh, or let it fly me twice!"

"Hmph, you guy, when you left in the starting place a year ago, riding the golden dragon, you were so majestic, but have you ever thought about how we Mochiyuan disciples who were abandoned by you were feeling at that time?"

The immortal in the painting stares at Lin Hao with revenge.

Lin Hao had no choice but to touch his nose. Where did he have time to distinguish between the enemy and me?

He naturally knew that the people from Mochiyuan were helping him, but under that situation at that time, if he had taken the people from Mochiyuan, he would have really harmed the people from Mochiyuan, right?

After all, Jin Long and Zhu Ling'er who left with him at that time had already ended up like this! And if the people from Mo Chiyuan also followed him, it is hard to say what kind of situation they would encounter.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that they will definitely not be much better than they are now! Lin Hao was slightly silent. After all, except for the immortals in the painting, all the others in Mochiyuan have fallen.
Chapter completed!