Chapter 395： Wind Spirit Race Site! (2/2)

”I seem to have seen a steady stream of spirit stones.”

Su Lang smiled secretly in his heart, and then continued to observe the new pill that appeared in the storage space.

And at this moment.

”Hey, there is a treasure hunting flying flying flying flying through the Hengduan Mountains!”

He suddenly changed his expression, ”Moreover, I also met someone from the Wind Spirit Race!”

Su Lang thought, and immediately dispatched a clone.

On the other side of the Hengduan Mountains, in a relatively flat jungle.

”Squeak!”

A treasure hunting flying flying swift ran away holding a spirit grass.

Behind him, there was a handsome man from the Wind Spirit Race angrily chasing.

It is a pity that the cultivation base of this Fengling Clan man is only at the Wuwang level, and he can't catch up with the treasure hunting flying flying glider.

In a blink of an eye, the treasure hunt flying glider disappeared in the distant jungle.

”Damn it!”

”Finally found the spiritual grass we needed, but was snatched by a mouse!”

”This kind of flying squirrel is rare. Not only is it fast, but its defense is also amazing. I don't know what special spirit beast it is.”

The Fengling clan man whispered in a low voice, then sighed regretfully before turning back.

What he didn't know was that in a dark shadow in the distance, a young warrior appeared silently.

This young martial artist is of course Su Lang's clone.

A thick mist emerged from this clone, slowly turning into the appearance of the Silver Horn.

Immediately afterwards, he flashed suddenly and disappeared, replaced by a handsome man of the Wind Spirit Race.

With this change, it was Su Lang's deity who became the appearance of the Wind Spirit Clan, and then used the clone to replace it and teleported here.

In the big house in the city of the Silver Horn, the clone is in charge.

”I didn't expect to arrive at the site of the Wind Spirit Race so soon.”

Su Lang looked into the distance and found that there were still deep mountains and old forests everywhere, as if it was still within the range of the Hengduan Mountains.

”To find the place where the Wind Spirit Race is, you can only replay the old tricks.”

The corner of Su Lang's mouth twitched, following the breath of the previous Fengling Clan Martial King, slowly following.