Feng Lin looked at Rongrong in front of him and asked, "Why?"

"The dragon clan is very strong. Even now it is a phantom, it still has the power of the semi-saint level."

Rongrong explained, "He would kill him as long as he saw people. If it weren't for his failure to escape, we would have died long ago."

"Then I'm not afraid. I can't beat him. I'll just escape."

Feng Lin asked with a smile, "In which direction?"

Rongrong pointed to the deepest peak, "on the other side of the peak."

"Thank you."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he flew towards the other side. He wanted to go over and see if there were any fluctuations in the formation near the Dragon Clan.

Even if there is no formation fluctuation, perhaps the movement caused by fighting with the dragon clan can attract the woman to check it out.

Seeing Feng Lin leave, Rong Rong immediately looked at Hong Shan beside him, "Uncle, what do you think you should do?"

"At least we can find it now, Feng Lin's strength can indeed help us."

Hong Shan looked at Feng Lin's disappearing back, "We need to change our strategy."

Rongrong nodded, looked at the direction where Feng Lin disappeared, and fell into deep thought.

...

Fenglin climbed over the mountains in the distance and found that behind the mountain was a huge primeval forest.

Of course, the forest, like the ruins here, has long been devastated.

After Feng Lin came here, he felt it carefully and finally found the fluctuations of the breath in the distance.

So he flew towards the direction of the breath.

Boom!

In the forest below, a golden figure was like lightning, shaving through the air.

The light did not appear in front of Feng Lin, but came behind him.

Feng Lin immediately turned around and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

This middle-aged man has black hair and golden pupils.

However, there was a piece missing in his head, looking sharp.

There was a golden light flashing inside at the head on the left.

"Hello, senior."

Feng Lin bowed slightly to the middle-aged man.

"The aura on your body is not a strange beast. Who are you?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

"My name is Feng Lin, a descendant of Yanhuang. I have a good relationship with the Dragon Clan. Yinglong is my elder."

Feng Lin was still as usual, almost trapped, anyway, these people were all phantoms.

After a few days, they will lose their memory and don’t know who they are or what they say.

"Ying Long? Do you know this little bastard?"

The middle-aged man looked at Feng Lin and asked.

"I think seniors are good. I wonder why you are scolding them?" Feng Lin asked lightly.

"You are a descendant of Yan Huang, and he is going to help you. It looks good to you."

The middle-aged man looked bad and said, "When our dragon clan is alive, he doesn't help us, but he is mixed with other races. Do you think he can be called a good person?"

“It’s not true for you.”

Feng Lin nodded. He didn't want to say more about this matter, but stared at the other party and asked, "What's going on with the head of senior?"

"A few days ago, I wanted to become a saint and forcibly break my head, but I failed."

The middle-aged man pointed to his head and said, "It cannot be sublimated and repaired by the power of the heavenly way. He can only enter the saint and re-outline his body, but the lost power will never come back."

"I don't understand what my senior said. I came here this time to inquire about something. You have been nearby for so long, and whether there are formation fluctuations around you."

Fenglin goes straight to the topic.

At least from the current conversation, because he is not a Taotie clan, he has no intention of murderous.

"Why should I tell you? For the sake of Yinglong, I will spare you once and go back."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he flew towards the forest below.

Feng Lin did not leave. From the middle-aged man's words, he might really know where the formation traces were.

He did not continue chasing, but searched around.

However, this place is much larger than what Ye Yourong said before.

Feng Lin was alone and it was very difficult to find traces of formations here.

But after all, there are elemental remains, so he can only endure it.

Feng Lin was walking and stopping nearby. He pressed his hand to the ground and felt the surroundings carefully.

This broken world is obviously much more advanced than before.

While he was searching, he found Rongrong and Hongshan who had just flew over.

Rongrong asked curiously: "Feng Lin, why didn't you fight with that dragon clan?"

"Maybe because I am a descendant of Yanhuang, he didn't attack me."

Feng Lin looked at Rongrong in front of him and asked, "What? Do you really want me to fight with the other party?"

"No, I don't want something wrong with you."

Rongrong smiled like a fox, "I want to ask you something."

"We are not familiar with each other, are we?"

Feng Lin continued to squat down and search for the surrounding formation fluctuations.

When I found that there was no place here, I walked towards other places.

"I know you will definitely not agree to ask for help, but we can give it to you."

Rongrong quickly followed and stood in front of Feng Lin and said.

"You can listen first, what do they want you to do?" Ye Yourong's voice came over.

Feng Lin nodded, looked at Rongrong and asked, "You tell me what you want me to do first, and then what treasures I can give me, I can consider it."

When Rongrong heard that things had turned around, joy suddenly appeared on his face.

"We just ask you to save us and leave."

Rongrong explained, "I'm going to hide it from you, we're dying."

"What does it mean? Who wants to kill you?"

Feng Lin looked at Rongrong and asked.

"The great elders of our race want to kill us..."

"It's better for me."

Hongshan came over in the distance and interrupted Rongrong's words. He looked at Feng Lin and said, "My elder brother, Rongrong's father, made a military order in front of the Great Elder, saying that he would seize the flowers of the sacred tree."

"We all succeeded, but in the end, an old man covered in bandages came. The other party wanted flowers, so we naturally disagreed, so the fight broke out, and then we were defeated."

Hong Shan continued, "The other party's ability is very strange, and it is still at the semi-saint level. In order to save us, my elder brother was killed by the other party, and the four of us escaped."

"Boundless? Black or white?"

Feng Lin asked.

He has indeed seen many such people, such as Dugu Poxiao, the earliest one, and Zhou Kui, the ancient battlefield before.

It wasn't them who were wearing white bandages and black bandages.

"Do you know the white bandage? Speaking of which, the other party's breath should be descendants of Yan Huang."

Hong Shan looked at Feng Lin curiously.

"If I don't know you, I've seen people wearing black bandages."

Feng Lin didn't want to mention this matter more. It had nothing to do with him anyway. He continued to ask, "What will happen if your mission fails?"

"My father made a military order that if the mission fails, he will die." Rongrong looked at Feng Lin and said.

"Are your father stupid? Is it a good military order?" Feng Lin shook his head.

"You don't understand the tradition of our Taotie tribe. Military orders are bets. The more difficult it is, the richer the rewards."
Chapter completed!