Chapter 245 The Idea of ​​Fighting the Night Spirit

In the void thousands of miles away from the ancient ruins, a huge black hole suddenly appeared, and two figures fell from it, and fell heavily to the ground, dust everywhere.

Su Zimo's body is strong and he doesn't feel anything.

"Ouch!"

The gray-robed monk cried out in pain.

Although he is a real Jindan, his physical strength is not comparable to Su Zimo's.

Su Zimo looked around and found that they had left the ancient ruins and came to a completely unfamiliar place.

"Small shifter."

Su Zimo's eyes flickered and he murmured softly.

He didn't know anything about the way of the talisman, and this was the first time he heard the name of the talisman.

However, the ability displayed by the small moving talisman opened Su Zimo's eyes.

Space teleportation!

On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, most cultivators who want space teleportation need to arrange teleportation arrays in advance.

The higher the level of the teleportation array, the farther it can teleport.

Su Zimo never thought that a seemingly simple talisman could actually activate the role of space teleportation!

In all fairness, in that environment, it would be absolutely impossible for him and the gray-robed cultivator to escape without this small transfer talisman.

In Su Zimo's mind, he recalled the startling glance before leaving the ancient ruins.

The huge and slender body is covered with cyan scales, like pouring molten steel, the head is ferocious, the claws are sharp, and the whole body is full of explosive power!

That high-pitched and loud roar that wears gold and cracks stone, I am afraid that only the word "Dragon Yin" can be perfectly interpreted.

"Then... is it really a dragon?"

Su Zimo looked at the gray-robed cultivator and couldn't help asking.

The many things that he experienced today completely exceeded Su Zimo's understanding of this world, the realm of self-cultivation, and the entire Heavenly Desolate Continent.

Until this moment, Su Zimo still couldn't believe that a living dragon appeared in front of him!

Moreover, he was almost killed by this dragon!

Hearing Su Zimo's question, the gray-robed cultivator rolled his eyes and sneered, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Really a dragon!

In that distant era, there was an incomparably powerful race called the Dragon Race!

Then, Su Zimo thought of something.

Since that cyan creature is a dragon, then that huge egg deep in the cave... is a dragon egg!

"I actually ate a dragon!"

Su Zimo was startled.

Or, to be precise, half a bar.

The other half was eaten by the night spirit.

The gray-robed cultivator, who was sitting on the ground and had yet to get up, became more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it.

Hearing Su Zimo muttering to himself, he was even more angry, he couldn't help standing up, leaned forward and stared at Su Zimo, grinding his teeth: "You know, you ate a dragon?"

"What's wrong with you, go eat dragon eggs?"

"If you don't eat that egg and it is stolen by me, a dragon will definitely be born in the future! Now, I haven't caught it yet!"

Su Zimo didn't react yet, Ye Ling, who was hiding in his arms, suddenly stuck out sharp claws, his eyes were indifferent.

It seems that if the gray-robed cultivator moves slightly, it will take action without hesitation!

Just as Ye Ling stretched out his claws, a gust of cold air suddenly surged from the back of the gray-robed cultivator.

The gray-robed cultivator noticed something, stared down at Ye Ling, and yelled loudly: "Why, you black dog still wants to bite? This makes you arrogant... eh?"

Looking at Ye Ling's claws, the gray-robed cultivator narrowed his eyes and let out a light sigh.

The thickness of Ye Ling's claws is almost the same as the hole on the dragon egg!

"OK!"

The gray-robed cultivator was stunned and said, "After a long time, it turns out that you black dog made the first move!"

Ye Ling saw that the gray-robed cultivator was crazy and didn't seem to be hostile, so he stopped paying attention to him, his eyes were half-closed, and he continued to lie on Su Zimo's chest.

The gray-robed cultivator turned his gaze on Ye Ling and fell into deep thought.

At first, the gray-robed monk thought Ye Ling was a dog.

He also laughed at Su Zimo for actually raising a local dog as his spirit beast.

However, now it seems that the night spirit is not simple!

Not to mention local dogs, even if dragon eggs are placed in front of ancient relics and pure-blooded beasts, they may not dare to eat them!

But no matter how the gray-robed cultivator thought about it, he couldn't find any monster that could meet Ye Ling in front of him.

The gray-robed monk touched his chin, his eyes rolled, and a thought gradually rose in his heart.

At this moment, Su Zimo asked aside, "Su Zimo on the Xia Mi Peak, this fellow Daoist, I don't know who your surname is."

"Lin Xuanji."

The gray-robed cultivator put most of his thoughts on Ye Ling, and replied without thinking much.

Su Zimo nodded and said very solemnly, "Thanks to fellow Daoists for helping us this time, if there is a chance, I will definitely repay in the future."

"There's no need for the future, just now."

Lin Xuanji smiled, pointed at Ye Ling in Su Zimo's arms and said, "Daoist friend, if you give me your filthy dog, it will be a repayment, what do you think?"

Although Lin Xuanji did not see the origin of Ye Ling, in his opinion, this little thing has great potential!

Even if it is a real dog, eating half of the dragon eggs is enough to transform into a ferocious and terrifying spirit beast!

Lin Xuanji vaguely felt that if Ye Ling could be taken away, he would definitely be able to make up for his loss this time.

"Night Spirit?"

Su Zimo was stunned for a moment.

He did not expect that Lin Xuanji would put his mind on Ye Ling.

Su Zimo smiled and said, "I agree, no problem, but Ye Ling can't come with you."

"hey-hey!"

Lin Xuanji gave a weird laugh, and asked, "So you agree? If you agree, even if we both clear up, no one owes anyone anything, how about that?"

"OK."

Su Zimo nodded and smiled inwardly.

He knows Ye Ling's temperament best, and if the gray-robed cultivator dares to attack it, he will definitely suffer!

"readily!"

Lin Xuanji patted Su Zimo's shoulder and said, "As long as you agree, I will leave the rest to me, and let you see my abilities!"

Su Zimo smiled and said nothing.

Lin Xuanji came to Ye Ling and asked with a smile, "Little black dog, come with me?"

Ye Lingli ignored him and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Lin Xuanji held the folding fan in his hand, pointed it towards Ye Ling's head, and scolded lightly, "The little guy is quite capable."

Just when the folding fan was about to fall on Ye Ling's head, Ye Ling suddenly woke up!

Ye Ling raised his head and bit Lin Xuanji's folding fan, a threatening roar from the depths of his throat.

"Eh!"

Lin Xuanji panicked, and hurriedly drew the folding fan back.

Ye Ling clenched his fists and refused to let go.

"do not!"

Lin Xuanji frantically swung the folding fan in his hand, almost dislocating his arm, and then he threw Ye Ling off.

Su Zimo's eyes swept across Lin Xuanji's folding fan, and he remained calm.

This folding fan is a treasure!

With the bite force of Ye Ling, even the demon rope can be bitten off, but there is no trace left on this folding fan!