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Chapter 1782 The Great Shaman

When they met again, Ling Zhi was still amazed by Shu Feiyao's eyes for a moment.

What was even more unexpected was that Xinghai had no repulsion to Shu Feiyao at all.

What's even more exaggerated is that when they wanted to sign the contract with each other, Xinghai flew directly into Shu Feiyao's eyes.

From the outside, we can see that in the eyes of those stars, there is a small wave, bringing some agility.

"Ling... Feiyao is so sleepy." Shu Feiyao rubbed her eyes and fell down.

Ling Zhi quickly supported her with his soul power, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and carefully sent it into the spirit-seeking ring.

"It seems that Xinghai likes this girl very much," said the Nine-Headed Lion, "but it will definitely take some time to shape the body, so you don't have to worry."

"Since there is nothing else to say, then go, this world is not suitable for you, come with me." The nine-headed lion ran towards the depths of the Witch Beast Mountains.

Its expansion speed is difficult to catch up with Lingzhi's current cultivation level.

On the contrary, Gulu was a little dissatisfied with its attitude, clenched his fists, pulled Ling Zhi together, teleported directly, and chased after him.

Bang.

As Ling Zhi's feet became hard, he realized something was wrong, because in addition to this hardness, there was a hint of softness.

Sure enough, when he saw clearly, he saw nine lions turning their heads in a row, with their eyes wide open, and each eye was bigger than Ling Zhi himself.

Gulu actually took him directly and teleported to the back of the nine-headed lion.

Ling Zhi's heart suddenly rose and he was about to explain.

This is a nine-headed lion, a beast king who is stronger than Ji Fanchen. How can he accept others step on its back and treat it as a mount?

The nine-headed lion was about to get angry, but it saw Gulu open his eyes and pouting, looking at it.

The huge body of the nine-headed lion couldn't help but tremble, turned his head and rushed forward without saying a word.

Ling Zhi looked at it strangely and couldn't help but say, "Senior, do you already know who it is, or who knows its parents, or, do you know its race?"

"I... can't say, don't know, don't understand, don't know!"

The nine-headed lion said four words in a row, but it was contradictory.

Ling Zhi shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he couldn't say it.

He had seen even the snow-white beast, Gulu's father, in Shicheng, but he still couldn't know what kind of race the Gulu clan was.

Even the original body has seen it. Is it necessary to hide this title of this clan so much and be full of fear?

Thinking of this, Ling Zhi suddenly leaned over and told Gulu some of the things that happened in Shicheng.

He did not avoid the nine-headed lion and spoke very calmly.

Of course, some taboos were not mentioned.

He just wanted to tell Golu that its father should be alive, but he just didn't know where it is now.

The little beast has never seen his parents since he was born. Although he was laughing and looking heartless in the past, Ling Zhi has also seen it. Sometimes, when he sees other friends, parents and family, he will feel a little lost. But the little beast forgets quickly, and he doesn't mention it.

The nine-headed lion took Ling Zhi quickly to the Wu Beast Mountain Range. At its speed, it took more than half a day before it arrived.

There is no spectacular scene.

At the foot of this mountain, it uses its own strength to separate a place that does not allow other witch beasts to enter.

Here, an ordinary stone was thrown there casually.

But Ling Zhi recognized it at a glance, which was almost the same as the stones that led him to enter here.

When he walked here, he hugged Gulu and jumped down tactfully, so as not to get really angry.

"I only know that I need to leave this, but I don't know the specific method." The nine-headed lion shook his head and said, "You can go out as you come in."

"Don't thank me, you saved Xinghai first, and you are quite friendly to our witch beasts."

"In addition," the nine-headed lion looked at Gulu with fear, "This little guy must not stay here, it must leave immediately. We witch beasts cannot afford to offend him."

Gulu grinned at it, as if he was about to pounce on it and bite it.

Ling Zhi nodded and said with a serious expression, "Actually, I can't tell how I came in. I just grabbed a stone similar to this and was sent in."

Ling Zhi walked forward and walked towards the stone.

Holding Gulu in his arms, Ling Zhi grabbed the stone.

When the stone was taken, the talisman inside his body really shook again.

This time he was mentally prepared, so he paid special attention.

At the beginning of the Nine Ding Peak, the clouds and mists all over the mountains were condensed into this piece of talisman paper, which made him feel a little vague connection with the God-Watching Whip.

This connection is extremely weak and often dissipates. I am afraid that only by getting close to the magic whip will it become more profound.

At this moment, as the talisman paper was attracted by the stones and emerged independently, the connection between Ling Zhi's heart became even stronger.

Even the strongest thing cannot be suppressed.

At the same time, in the distant direction of the Witch Beast Mountains, where most of the Tianxing was located, a man whose head and body were completely wrapped in black robe suddenly opened his eyes, and he rose directly to the ground and rushed into the sky.

"It's the breath of a forbidden weapon." He looked at the Witch Beast Mountains in shock, "But how could it appear in that direction? Isn't it in the forbidden area? Could it be that the beast king found a way to bring it out in the Witch Beast Mountains?"

As he said that, the man trembled excitedly, and his body wrapped in black robe shook quite violently.

"This weapon must be kept in my Tianxing tribe!"

He sneered, and suddenly raised his hand to outline it in the air.

A series of dark lights emerged in the void and disappeared quickly.

"Look, it's the Great Shaman!"

"Is this a witchcraft that is being used? It's so powerful!"

In the Tianxing Department, countless people looked up and their shocked and puzzled eyes intertwined.

The witchcraft soon took shape. The man in a black robe reached forward and grabbed it. A magic weapon with a strange beast-shaped figure carved on the top appeared in his hands.

He grabbed the staff and pointed directly at the direction he felt in the distance.

A little ripples swept through the void.

An unparalleled force exploded and headed straight to the place where Lingzhi was.

Ling Zhi's body instantly felt a chill, and his hair stood up, and he felt a great danger.

The nine-headed lion reacted faster. It roared angrily, and suddenly the person stood up, waved a claw, and slapped at the attack.
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