Standing up suddenly, she found that Zi Xin not far away also had her eyes open. Michelle had not yet felt the strange energy fluctuations. The moonlight cast a layer of silver gauze on the valley, enough for Yang Zheng to see clearly what was happening in the distance. There is no change in the field of vision, and even further away, the view is blocked by mountains. Yang Zheng lightly touched Michelle¡¯s head, temporarily blocking any sense she had, and then picked her up and came to Zi Xin. "Do you have feelings? What is it?" He asked Zi Xin, because Zi Xin's understanding of the world was obviously much deeper than his. A faint green light appeared in Zi Xin's eyes, staring into the distance. After a while, she flew up: "Go and have a look." In an instant, she had flown a thousand meters, and Yang Zheng quickly followed, flying to the highest point in the northwest of the valley. The peaks flew between the peaks, and the energy fluctuations turned into strange screams. The clouds in the distance were thick and rolling, and occasionally there were lightning-like rays of light splitting through the dark night, which was extremely dazzling. Strange noises kept coming. Yang Zheng looked up and focused his mental energy into his eyes. Through the dense clouds, a black shadow flew out, then roared down again, followed by a series of strange roars. It¡¯s Xiao Hei, more than 400 kilometers away from them in a straight line. If he hadn¡¯t flown to the top of the mountain, he wouldn¡¯t have known that the guy had run so far away. What surprised Yang Zheng even more was that Xiao Hei's voice was very sharp, which was a sign of going crazy. The miserable screams continued, and he saw the little black machine gun shooting out blue fireballs one after another. It was the devil's signature attack, the hell flame, and the top of the mountain burst into violent light. There were bursts of muffled thunder in the sky, and the strong energy fluctuations had obviously caused drastic changes in the atmosphere. Various elements were crazily disrupted by ultra-violent attacks, and sometimes there were deafening and terrifying screams. ¡°I didn¡¯t know there were creatures in this world that could make Xiao Hei crazy. Just by looking at that scene, Yang Zheng knew that Xiao Hei had attacked with all his strength. It can be imagined that it was not a one-sided fight. Yang Zheng naturally knew Xiao Hei¡¯s terrifying strength, so he was shocked how there could be a terrifying existence of the same level as Xiao Hei nearby. "Is he a human?" Yang Zheng asked, seeing that Zi Xin was still unmoved. Zi Xin shook her head: "No, the demon dragon is already the top existence. Unless it is an existence that has mastered the spiritual power like us, it will never be the opponent of the demon dragon. I can't feel the existence of spiritual power at the moment. " Yang Zheng is relieved, since Zi Xin said Xiao Hei will not lose. Then there was no need to worry. He stood on the top of the peak and continued to watch the battle, but he still hadn't seen Xiao Hei's opponent. There is only one reason to explain. That thing was much smaller than Xiao Hei. The violent attack lasted almost all night, and the battlefield had turned into a sea of ??fire. The heat turned into a scorching wind and even blew to the mountain where Yang Zheng stood. The small black hell flame could burn all organisms. What's more, in the forest, only the occasional golden lightning can be seen, which means that Xiao Heidi's opponent is still alive. Yang Zheng didn¡¯t doubt that he was being bombarded by Xiao Hei so continuously that he probably had no choice but to avoid his attack. No matter what. The defensive power of the being fighting Xiao Hei is astonishing. Early in the morning. Finally, I saw Xiao Hei circling like crazy, and almost the entire mountain was overturned by him. Even the place where Yang Zheng stood rumbled. The battle seemed to be over, and Xiao Hei flew towards the hillside angrily. Flying over Yang Zhengdi, Xiao Hei was not very angry. He glanced down, flew lazily into the valley, and fell into the river. Yang Zheng saw that several bone spurs on Xiao Hei's body were broken, and several obviously burnt wounds were bleeding. His whole mental state was depressed. Yang Zheng was not worried about Xiao Hei. This guy was just a crazy beast. These injuries looked like It's awesome, it's just an itch for it. He was more curious about the guy who could make Xiao Hei like this. Although it seems that Xiao Hei has the upper hand from the scene, that guy cannot be underestimated. Yang Zheng was even sure that the guy escaped from Xiao Hei's clutches, otherwise Xiao Hei would not be so depressed. For Yang Zheng, who loves adventure at heart, if he doesn¡¯t figure it out, he may not think about food and drink and have trouble sleeping and eating in the future. But now he still has companions, so it is impossible for him to act without permission. Zi Xin suddenly said: "If you want to go and see her, you can give Michelle to me and I will look after her for you." Yang Zheng was stunned. Is this an improvement? Zi Xin actually offered to take care of Michelle. Xue'er, at this time he noticed that Zi Xin still had the wreath on her head. He left Michelle in the hands of Zi Xin, and he no longer had any worries. Michelle would not be safer with Zi Xin taking care of her. Yang Zhengfei came to the place where Xiao Hei fought. Along the way, he saw the shocking ruins of the battlefield. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?All the trees for dozens of kilometers around were swept away. The trees here are all old trees that have survived for hundreds of thousands of years in the virgin forest. Most of the trees cannot be hugged back by a few people, but they were hit by huge forces like harvested rice fields. The dense tree stumps are wheat stubble, and the sky has already It started to rain and the charred trees looked strange. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? are focus fields that are directly vaporized. Even the rocks are turned into some volcanic ash-like powder, and the air is filled with a pungent smell. This battlefield is so huge, with all the traces left by Xiao Hei, it is difficult to find the target with the naked eye. However, Yang Zheng possesses the most magical power in the world. His spiritual energy spreads out to capture countless information in the burning field. He was attracted by a leaping golden flame and searched for the past. He found a piece of information under the cover of scorched earth. A red feather. This feather is two fingers long and short, the head is oval, and the hair is as smooth as a mirror. He carefully raised the feather, and its color was very strangely red. At this time, the first ray of sunlight came from the east, and the feather was just bathed in the sunlight. Suddenly, an astonishing change occurred. The dark red feather suddenly changed into became golden. Yang Zheng felt that the energy of the sun was pouring into the feathers crazily. The golden color was not a reflection, but the energy of the sun fundamentally changed the nature of the feathers. The heat on the feathers was getting more and more alarming, and Yang Zheng couldn't bear it anymore. He quickly used his spiritual energy to block the connection between the feathers and the sun, thus preventing the feathers from absorbing the energy of the sun. Yang Zheng was surprised when his mental energy analyzed the information on the feathers. In just a short moment, the energy contained in the golden feathers was a thousand times that of the red ones. This was the result of Yang Zheng blocking the contact between the feathers and the sun. Yang Zheng was almost certain that the feathers came from the creature fighting with Xiao Hei, which also proved that the other party was indeed not a human being. He became more interested in this creature. Just the feathers falling from its body can freely absorb the power of sunlight. This creature can be described as terrifying. He kept tracking the information in the air and found eleven golden feathers along the way, all of which were sealed by Yang Zheng with his spiritual power and carefully hidden in the bag. The power of these golden feathers is amazing, and each one is a priceless treasure. After flying an unknown distance, and even leaving the vast battlefield, the information was cut off at the edge of a cliff, and I don't know what method the other party used to erase the traces. Yang Zheng was unwilling to lie on the edge of the cliff and looked down. The mountain wind was blowing in his face. The cliff was blocked by countless branches and was filled with black holes, making it difficult to see clearly. It was almost noon, and Yang Zheng decided to try his luck. If he couldn't find the unknown creature, he wouldn't bother. After all, there were more important things to do. He flew down the cliff and explored all the way. Soon he found a nest woven with golden branches on a giant tree. Yang Zheng flew over excitedly. The nest was empty. Yang Zheng reached out and touched the blood at the bottom of the nest. It was still warm. Come on, that guy was pretty miserable by Xiao Hei. Yang Zheng was flying around, either by intuition or by luck. Not long after, he found rough carving marks on a protruding rock halfway up the mountain. He punched it, and the rock cracked, and a hidden cave appeared in front of him. A deep hole appears on a cliff, which must be the work of birds. Yang Zheng was almost certain that the target had hidden inside, and flew to the deep cave without saying a word. The mountain wind blew at the entrance of the cave, and Yang Zheng flew all the way into the cave. It was very dry inside, without the humidity of ordinary caves. It became brighter and brighter as it flew, and there was light inside the cave. Yang Zheng sped up and rushed into the deepest part of the cave. It was a maze-like cave, with countless sunlight refracting through the twists and turns of the cave entrance to the innermost part, which was also covered with golden silk wood. Hiding? There was a smile on Yang Zheng's lips. He was sure that the other party was seriously injured, so he didn't even bother to look for it. He punched the cave directly. The power of the punch containing spiritual energy was so fierce that it shook the entire cliff with one punch. Countless stones burst into pieces inside the cave, and with a few punches, the entire cave was destroyed. Finally, a strange bird call came. A faint red shadow rushed toward Yang Zheng like lightning. Yang Zheng slightly tilted his head, and a scorching flame ignited his temples. However, the speed was not fast enough. Yang Zheng sensed that the opponent was extremely weak, so he was not polite and slashed at Hongying with a hand knife.