celestial reincarnation

Chapter 90

The always fierce Lightning Eagle has become docile, like a domesticated pet that has been trained since childhood, flapping its wings and stopping in mid-air, waiting for the master's orders.

Seeing the Lightning Eagle's reaction, Ling Chen thought of this question instantly, smiled awkwardly, stared at the dark golden pupils of the Lightning Eagle intentionally or unintentionally, and a hazy psychedelic light quickly appeared in his eyes.The sharp pupils of the Lightning Eagle quickly became blurred, as if falling into a deep sleep.

Ling Chen's consciousness twitched between his brows. In this state, it slowly invaded Lightning Eagle's mind. Bloody images emerged in Ling Chen's mind, but were quickly skipped by him.What he used was the soul-searching technique learned from the Conghua Mystic Technique. This was the first time Ling Chen used this technique after comprehending this technique. For communication, Ling Chen will not use it easily.

After a long time, he went through the memories of the Lightning Eagle, and found that only the memory of the recent period was still a little clear, and the memory of a few months ago was very blurred, and he sensed it in the depths of his soul. The few places I dare not go to are guarded by powerful auras, but no information about Zheng Hao has been found.In desperation, Ling Chen had no choice but to search for the lair it was in and the lairs of other lightning eagles with a radius of thousands of miles from the memory of the Lightning Eagle. He planned to go to the Lightning Eagle's lair to check it out himself. The lair of the Lightning Eagle, there must be some residual clues left behind.

After getting the information he wanted, Ling Chen no longer hesitated, and directly issued an order to return to the lair in the Lightning Eagle's mind, and saw the Lightning Eagle carrying Ling Chen in white, walking steadily towards the distance fly away.

Led by the Lightning Eagle, Ling Chen galloped all the way, one green mountain peak after another quickly passed by, and from time to time he could see some monks in groups of three or four. There were also a lot more people than usual.But fortunately, the Lightning Eagle has also psychic, and consciously bypassed some powerful auras without Ling Chen's reminder, saving Ling Chen a lot of trouble.

In the evening, Ling Chen followed the Lightning Eagle to a steep mountain peak. He saw that there were many strange rocks on this mountain. It was difficult for monks who had not advanced to the Dragon Soaring Realm to climb. If they accidentally fell, they would be crushed to pieces .The entire mountain peak is dotted with a few unknown weeds, and there is a pile of dead bones of people or animals under the peak, which looks lifeless in the green mountains.

There was a sharp call from the Lightning Eagle's mouth, and there was a faint sense of joy in the cry. Ling Chen followed the Lightning Eagle to a cave on the cliff, and released a wisp of divine consciousness to sweep away the breath in the cave. After searching again, he didn't find anything. He still secretly raised his vigilance and followed the Lightning Eagle into the cave.

The cave is only a few feet deep, and under the shining of the setting sun, everything inside can be seen at a glance. On the side of the cave entrance is a simple nest made of a thick layer of weeds, and there is half a bloody human corpse in the depths. Chen's heart tightened, he jumped off the Lightning Eagle's back, and walked quickly towards the corpse.

Ling Chen frowned and looked at the half of the corpse for a while. This corpse had no head or legs, only half of the chest and abdomen. Seeing that the blood on the corpse had not completely dried up, Ling Chen breathed a sigh of relief.This is definitely not Zheng Hao. This corpse died not long ago, but Zheng Hao has been missing for more than a year. After thinking about it for a while, I know that there is absolutely no relationship between the two. My worries are completely groundless, really. Caring is messy.

Ling Chen would not let go of the slightest chance, and immediately drove the Lightning Eagle out of the cave. His consciousness spread throughout every inch of the cave like a tide, and he carefully sensed the aura contained in it, trying to find a trace of Zheng from the mixed aura. Hao's breath, although more than a year has passed, Ling Chen still has a hint of luck in his heart.

Half an hour later, Ling Chen heaved a long breath, opened his eyes, his face was full of disappointment.He searched the surroundings carefully, but found nothing of value. Although he was a little disappointed, it was also expected. After all, the Wanyao Mountain Range is vast and boundless. If he could find the person who captured Zheng Hao from the very beginning That Lightning Eagle's lair, that luck was too bad.

Sighing, Ling Chen ignored the Lightning Eagles outside, took out his cloud-riding cart, jumped up, and flew towards the nearest Lightning Eagle habitat.

In the dry cave, the simple nest paved with messy straw was full of dust, and the stench of corruption came to the nostrils. A young man in white stood frowning at the entrance of the cave, it was Ling Chen.

He has been in the Wan Yao Mountain Range for two days, and he has visited seven or eight Lightning Eagle lairs with a radius of thousands of miles, but he still hasn't found any valuable clues, which makes his heart even heavier.He got the news from other Lightning Eagles' soul searching, that this place used to be a Lightning Eagle's lair, but the owner of this lair hadn't been full for a long time, Ling Chen also took a look at it with a fluke mentality.

The lair was full of dust, and there were many bones in the cave, including tigers, wolves, and humans. On the top, Ling Chen saw the skeleton of a Lightning Eagle. It must be the owner of the cave. For some reason, he died in his lair.

Seeing this scene, Ling Chen couldn't help but sighed, it seemed that this time he was going to return in vain.Shaking his head helplessly, Ling Chen turned his head and was about to leave. He was about to go deeper and continue to investigate the Lightning Eagle's lair, but suddenly his body froze, and he froze for a moment.The moment he turned his head, he saw a row of small characters engraved on the wall on one side of the cave: "We are all safe, go to the Western Region Divine Machine Palace for a visit."

There is no signature next to the font, but Ling Chen knew it was left by Zheng Hao at the first sight!Because the font on the stone wall is horizontal and vertical, and the square is extremely square, it is the regular script that does not exist in this world!Seeing the familiar handwriting in front of him, Ling Chen unconsciously recalled the scene when he was copying Ouyang Xun's "Jiucheng Palace Stele" with Zheng Hao in college, and a big stone in his heart was finally let go.

Gently stroking these small characters, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Ling Chen's mouth, and he muttered to himself, "The Divine Machine Hall of the Western Regions, the sect of the senior God-teller? Misfortunes and fortunes depend on each other, Zheng Hao has a lot of luck, Hope to see you soon."

Hearing the news about Zheng Hao, Ling Chen was in a surprisingly good mood. After thinking for a while, he took out a dagger from the storage ring, and carved a line of words in block letters next to the row of small characters: "You are all well, I am so relieved , and fight the world side by side in the future."

If the words left by Zheng Hao are deep and introverted, deep and introverted, then what Ling Chen left is flamboyant, sharp-edged, and the lines between the lines imply an aura of looking down on the world.The same font, different temperament, but showing the same clank and arrogance.

After finishing writing, Ling Chen casually tossed the dagger back, inserted it into the stone wall behind, until it sank into the handle, looked up to the sky and laughed a few times triumphantly, and jumped down from the hole.

Zheng Hao was fine, Su Yatong joined the Taiyin Sect, Ling Chen felt more relaxed than ever, walking in the Ten Thousand Monsters Mountain Range, seeing the many monsters at this moment felt much more pleasing to the eye.

After turning over two hills, suddenly, the foreground of Ling Chen's eyes changed, as if he had plunged headlong into another world. Looking around, the surroundings were filled with blood-red mist, thick and almost liquefied.Countless mutilated corpses of people or beasts are constantly struggling and moaning in it, as if trapped in a sea of ​​blood purgatory, and the bloody aura fills the void.

illusion!Someone has set up an ambush here!Ling Chen was slightly startled when he saw this situation, but he was not flustered. Compared with what he encountered in the Hungry Ghost Dao, these evil spirits were nothing compared to what he encountered, not to mention that he also had a terrifying Heavenly Splitting Halberd on his body. .Ling Chen's galloping figure came to a sudden stop, and a violent wave swayed from the sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, causing ripples in the void. Wherever he passed, the sea of ​​blood and purgatory all dissipated, and the world returned to clarity. As if it had never appeared before.

Although the surroundings have returned to their original state, Ling Chen's feeling is not easy. He feels a huge pressure in the void that is getting bigger and bigger, constantly squeezing towards him, causing his range of activities to shrink rapidly.

The real energy in Ling Chen's body was flowing continuously, and with a shake of his hands, the six worlds around him were released and then retracted, all the pressure around them was crushed in one fell swoop, and there were vague and crisp cracking sounds.

Ling Chen stood proudly on the spot, with two sharp lights burst out from his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Blood Fiend Illusion? Spirit Devouring Formation? The Iron Blood Mercenary Group really didn't make any progress at all! I didn't expect that I haven't looked for you yet, but you guys I delivered it to my door! Get out!"

"Big words! Activate the big array!" A gloomy voice came from the dark.

As the sound came out, several bursts of soaring spiritual power erupted from all around, and four figures of blue, red, yellow and blue soared into the sky from the surroundings, jumping between the towering giant trees, and remotely controlling dozens of cards from the sky and the earth. A large net composed of spiritual energy envelops Ling Chen in the field.At the same time, two tyrannical men suddenly appeared between the towering giant trees on the opposite side, one of them had a cold and stern expression on his face, and he sprayed out a purple flying sword from his mouth, slashing towards Ling Chen as fast as lightning.The other was a burly man who stretched out his hand and threw a huge brass sledgehammer, rushing towards Ling Chen with a monstrous might.

The cooperation of these people was very tacit, as soon as Zi Jian and Tong Hammer made a move, the dozens of spiritual power nets arrived at Ling Chen's side.They have obviously done this kind of thing many times, even the monsters in the Soaring Dragon Realm have not been spared from their ambushes. In their view, Ling Chen will be bound by the spiritual net in the next step, with one sword and one hammer Enough to kill him.

Seeing the familiar scene in front of him, Ling Chen couldn't help but recall the scene when the iron-blooded mercenaries captured the three-eyed blood tiger. The three-eyed blood tiger couldn't escape so much spiritual power. The momentum of the attack seemed even bigger than that time, and it seemed that the other party was determined to put him to death.

(End of this chapter)