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In Zhaori City, the majestic city lord's palace is brightly lit. Sitting on the seat in the middle of the hall is a huge white-haired old man. The old man's face is as black as coal, and his whole body exudes a frightening aura, as if a volcano is about to erupt at any time. . The volcano was already smoking, and the fierce gaze seemed to explode the heads of everyone present. The practitioners present did not dare to show their dignity. The lower half of their buttocks gingerly touched the chair. They did not dare to sit firmly. They slumped their waists and closed their chrysanthemums, lowered their eyebrows and lowered their eyes.
"Bullshit, a bunch of useless losers, so many people can't catch a little demon, what use do you have!" The white-haired old man yelled, and he repeated this sentence N times.
At this moment, a cultivator hurriedly ran into the hall and said anxiously: "Let me tell you, City Lord, something bad is going on. The soul-eating insects are multiplying too fast and I can't control them at all!"
The white-haired old man stood up horrified, his old face trembled rapidly, and said fiercely: "Despicable demon clan, hurry up, call back all the city guards, and kill the soul-eating insects with all your strength. You must keep your spiritual veins... Yes, immediately ask the major sects and aristocratic families for help and ask them to send people to help exterminate the pests!"
"Go away, you trash, go away quickly. If your spiritual veins are destroyed, this city lord won't be able to spare you!" the white-haired old man shouted sternly.
All the people in the hall immediately dispersed and hurried to the spiritual veins to join the army of exterminators. Most of the cities are built on large spiritual veins, and Zhaori City is no exception. The spiritual vein is the soul of the city. If the spiritual vein is destroyed, half of the city will be ruined. Without the endless spiritual veins, the spiritual energy in the air will become increasingly scarce. Without the spiritual energy, a cultivator will no longer be able to improve his cultivation, or even his realm will collapse. The consequences will be disastrous.
The white-haired old man stood in the hall and walked back and forth, gnashing his teeth and saying: "The hateful demon clan actually came to Chongmingzhou to cause trouble. If the spiritual vein is destroyed, how can I explain to the master of the palace? Your Majesty will definitely not forgive you. Damn it." You little demon, let me catch you, and I will extract your soul, skin you and light a lamp!"
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The sun had already risen high, and a group of Tianfeng eagles shuttled between the clouds. Ning Yun nestled in Chu Jun's arms and rode together. The other fourteen rode on. Except for Wu Yanshou, the other knights all wore black cloaks. The group of people flew rapidly toward the northeast for two hours, and were already nearly a thousand miles away from Zhaori City. One of the Sky Wind Eagles suddenly broke away from the group and descended toward the mountains below.
"Old witch, keep flying forward, we will catch up in a moment!" Chu Jun ordered.
Wu Yanshou's eyes flashed and he nodded: "Yes, Master Chu!"
Chu Jun patted the Tianfeng Eagle, then descended from the clouds, and caught up with the Tianfeng Eagle that was the first to leave the team. The knight on the Eagle looked back, landed in a valley, jumped to the ground lightly, and put the cloak on his head. The hood was taken off, revealing a baby face made of pink and jade, it was Tongtong.
Chu Jun and Ning Yun put away their mounts and landed on the ground. Tongtong went up to them, took off the pointed prosthetic ears on their ears, and said with a proud smile: "Those interrogating city guards are so stupid!"
Chu Jun said solemnly: "Something happened to Zhaoricheng's spiritual veins. Was it you?"
Tongtong curled her lips and said: "I did it, I just threw a few soul-eating insects!"
"You... are so despicable!" Ning Yun shouted angrily.
Tongtong shrugged nonchalantly: "My mission is to cause destruction and cause trouble for you humans!"
Chu Jun's eyes flashed and he said coldly: "So, you monster clan are going to launch a war against humans?"
"Hehe, I'm afraid Bingyun Continent is now in the possession of our demon clan!" Tongtong said proudly.
Ning Yun sneered and said: "Follow your daydreams. There are so many masters in the human world, and the little demon clan wants to occupy Bingyun Continent!"
Tongtong's eyes widened, and she hummed: "We'll see, by then the entire human world will be our demon clan's, and our Demon King, the Nine Dragons Divine Cauldron, is determined to win it!"
"Demon Emperor?" Chu Jun raised his eyebrows.
Tongtong's eyes were full of awe, and she said with admiration: "His Majesty the Demon Emperor has great talents and strategies, and his cultivation is unrivaled in the world. It is only a matter of time before he conquers the Three Realms!"
"Fart!" Ning Yun sneered: "Invincible in the world, I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue. What a bullshit demon emperor. Any one of the nine kings can beat him until his teeth are all over the floor!"
Tongtong said angrily: "Say it again if you dare!"
Ning Yun was about to confront each other tit for tat when Chu Jun waved his hand and said: "Tong Tong!"
"Huh?" Tongtong immediately looked at Chu Jun with a sweet smile. Chu Jun said in a deep voice: "You once saved my life and Yu'er's, and now I have saved your life twice. We don't owe anyone anything anymore. You go, I won't treat you wrong again next time we meet." You are so polite, if the monsters dare to offend me, they will still be killed without mercy!"
Tongtong's expression changed again and again. Ning Yun felt happy when he saw this, and said proudly: "Did you hear that? Get out of here, otherwise I'll be rude to you!"
"Okay, you wait!" Tongtong stomped her feet bitterly and said: "When our demon clan dominates the three realms, Ning Yun, I want you to kneel down and lick my toes, and you... Chu Jun, I want you to I regret offending me today!" After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the depths of the trees.
"Dream, witch!" Ning Yun sighed, pinched Chu Jun complainingly and said, "This witch wants to destroy the spiritual veins, and you still have to help her!"
Chu Jun sighed and said: "She once saved me and your sister Yu'er. A real man has a clear grudge. This time I can return the favor to her!"
Ning Yun stood up on tiptoes, took a sip on Chu Jun's face, and said softly: "I don't really blame you, I'm just angry at her arrogance!"
Chu Jun kissed Ning Yun's nose, looked up at the sky and said, "The demon clan has already started to take action, and the ghost clan should not be left alone. Chaos is about to break out, and the storm is about to come!"
Ning Yun snuggled into Chu Jun's arms and said softly: "As long as you are by my side, I am not afraid of anything!"
Chu Jun hugged Wen Wen gently for a while, then turned over and got on his mount, chasing after Wu Yanshou and others.
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When dusk hung on the vast and dangerous peaks, Chu Jun and his party landed on a gentle hillside. Wild flowers are everywhere on the hillside, and white butterflies are flying. A clear river flows at the foot of the mountain waves. The breeze blows gently, and the setting sun stays on the wings of the white butterflies. The stamens of the flowers are deeply seen, and they fly away.
"So beautiful!" The little woman Ning Yun, whose body and mind was infiltrated by love, saw such beautiful scenery, and immediately jumped into the sea of flowers with joy. Well, where there are women, there are rivers and lakes. Yujia and others stopped building camps and quickly released the innocent romance of girls and joined the team of fluttering butterflies and picking flowers.
Chu Jun touched his chin, looked at Wu Yanshou, the only one of his kind, and drew out the dignified fourth-grade magic thunder dragon sword to start clearing the weeds. It was rare that Yun'er was so happy, so let her do it. Chu Jun used the autumn wind to sweep away the fallen leaves, cutting off the wildflowers and weeds that were almost as tall as a person nearby, and worked enthusiastically. While Wu Yanshou was working, he took a sneak peek at Chu Jun's back. After getting along with him for this period of time, he found that Chu Jun was very special, but it was difficult to describe it. It was a habitual temperament, worldview and worldview that emanated from within. The values are completely different from others. Take this method of sending twelve semi-elven women home over a distance of more than 100,000 miles. It is really incredible and incomprehensible.
"Old witch, what is that?" Chu Jun suddenly straightened up and pointed in the distance.
Wu Yanshou followed what Chu Jun was hoping for, and saw a group of yellow mist between the distant peaks spreading across the mountainside like a gauze, which looked very strange.
"That's a type of miasma. It's formed by the methane of rotten and deteriorated plants mixed into the air. It's not very toxic, so Mr. Chu doesn't need to worry!" Wu Yanshou said with a smile.
Chu Jun couldn't help but become interested and asked: "There are different types of miasma?"
Wu Yanshou felt contempt in his heart, but said with a flattering smile on his face: "According to different terrains, different plant types and other reasons, the miasma changes in thousands of ways. It is really difficult to tell how many types there are. This place is close to two continents. The wild land between the continents has low-lying and humid terrain, so there are many kinds of miasma, and as far as I know, the peach blossom miasma and the black wind miasma are the most powerful!"
Seeing that Chu Jun was listening seriously, Wu Yanshou paused and continued: "Peach blossom miasma is a pink miasma that is very easy to recognize. Those who inhale it will have the illusion of having sex with others until they are exhausted and die." And death is very evil. This miasma usually appears in February and March when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. It is already mid-autumn, so you should not encounter it!"
Chu Jun couldn't help but sweat secretly, and asked again: "What about the Black Wind Miasma?"
"The black wind miasma can cover an area of more than ten miles when it rages, and it moves quickly. The black mist blows like the wind, so it is named black wind. It is extremely poisonous, even for third-level and fourth-level spiritual beasts. If you encounter it, you have to run away. Spiritual beasts below the third level will die even if they inhale even a little bit!" Wu Yanshou said with a hint of fear on his face: "No one knows how this black wind miasma is caused. Anyway, Zhou Zhou The wild places in the world can encounter black wind miasma all year round!”
"Okay, how long does it take to cross this vast continent?" Chu Jun asked.
Wu Yanshou seemed to be very familiar with this area, and said directly: "About half a month, about five to sixty thousand miles, and there is a stretch of water of two to thirty thousand miles in the middle!"
Chu Jun hummed and stopped talking. When it comes to his own safety, Wu Yanshou still reminded: "Master Chu, the wilderness of the continent is a no-care zone. Murders and treasure grabbing occur every day. It is also a place where high-level spiritual beasts gather. Throughout the ages, people who have fallen into the world have fallen. There are countless cultivators here, including many who are at the Nascent Soul stage.”
Chu Jun's heart moved and he said calmly: "Isn't that continent a dead zone?"
"It can be said that for the sake of safety, most cultivators will choose to wait at the Immortal Cultivator Guild in a nearby city. They will form a team with other cultivators to pass through the continent boundary. They will have to make another journey tomorrow to reach Minnuma City. Master Chu can also go to the Immortal Cultivator Guild in the city to form a team with others!" Wu Yanshou suggested.
Chu Jun hummed noncommittally!