Run like desperately.
From Peaking Cliff, then to the Green Forest, and then to the Black Wasteland. Running from noon to dark, the sun fell lower and lower, the light on the black wasteland became dimmer and darker, and the twilight became thicker and darker.
Ye Que and his party of eight, against the backdrop of the setting sun, gradually became pure black silhouettes in front of the blood-colored canvas from a distance.
Everyone also slowly found some rules. Starting from the collapse of Fenglin, the ground will collapse and disappear basically every half an hour, becoming a black hole that cannot be seen to the bottom. The collapse will start from the edge and gradually compress towards the center. Each time the collapse will It lasts for a quarter of an hour.
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All of this is like a circular pocket with life, gradually shrinking, driving all the creatures closer to the center.
The blood-colored flying insect behind him has been thrown out of sight, but not being seen does not mean that it does not exist. If anyone dares to relax his vigilance, what awaits him will definitely be death.
In the process of running wildly, the shadow of the practitioner could finally be seen on the road, but all he could see were corpses.
From the costumes, there are monks from the Six Buddha Temple in Yinshan, Taoists from Ciji Palace in Yangshan, and some warriors who are obviously monsters. Ye Que checked their chests and arms, and there are totems of the mountain.
It is obvious that these people all died in battle, with wounds all over their bodies.
The only puzzling thing is that these people's bodies seem to have no blood left, but it doesn't seem to be caused by blood-sucking beasts, but it seems to be absorbed by the earth.
Judging from the scenes along the way, Ye Que and his party are basically the last to enter the Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum. I don't know whether it is luck or misfortune. drive away.
Anyway, it is extremely dangerous.
Li Jianqi is a genius in the Star Brilliance Realm, so Ye Que naturally doesn't need to talk too much, just adjusting the rhythm of running wildly, which is not difficult for her natural sword type. As for Nalan Rongruo and others, they received special care from Ye Que.
He tirelessly taught him how to breathe, how to gather spiritual power while running, how to use as little spiritual power as possible to run farther and with less effort. No master will teach you this knowledge in Qingqiu Sword Gate.
What kind of duel needs to run such a long distance.
When it was completely dark, Ye Que and the others finally encountered a group of living practitioners.
There are about 30 practitioners in this group, almost all of them are sect disciples from Qingqiu, but judging from the appearance of these people, the situation is not optimistic. look.
"Hello, we are from Qingqiu Jianmen."
"By the way, there is also Huaxianggu Jingzhai."
As usual, it was Nalan Rongruo who came forward to negotiate first. Although this girl was young, she was an acquaintance. She was not afraid to communicate with strangers at all, and she was even a little happy.
"oh."
The crowd sitting on the ground raised their heads to look at Ye Que and the others, then responded casually and pointed to the side, as if this was considered a greeting.
The stars and the moon have no light.
It was pitch black all around.
This group of people didn't even light a fire, they just sat on the ground in the dark, and then recovered their spiritual power silently. Almost half an hour later, everyone stood up in unison again and started to hurry, still silent and without saying a word.
"What's wrong with these people, it feels strange?" Nalan Rongruo asked his senior brother in a low voice.
"It should be that they encountered something terrible, or something gave them so much pressure that they didn't even want to talk to us." Qi Shenghua also said in a low voice. "Could it be those bloody bugs, or the collapsed ground behind him?" Nalan Rongruo guessed.
"If it's those, are you afraid?" Li Jianqi interrupted and asked.
"There must be some worries, but if you talk about fear, you can't talk about it." Nalan Rongruo replied.
"You are not afraid, how could these Qingqiu disciples be afraid, in terms of cultivation, these people are better than you!" Li Jianqi said with his hands behind his back.
"Then why do you say?" Nalan Rongruo asked.
"I don't know." Li Jianqi shrugged and left.
Silently followed the group of people and ran forward for another quarter of an hour, and everyone returned to the state of silent sitting on the ground again. And Ye Que found out that not all of these people are concentrating on meditation, there will always be one person who is vigilantly paying attention to the movement around them.
Touching Nalan Rongruo with his shoulder, he pouted at the unsettled man.
Get a knowing look.
Soon, the little girl approached, and she didn't know what tricks she used, and soon the two chatted, and even pointed fingers, as if they were describing something.
After a while, Nalan Rongruo turned around and brought a message.
"The dangers of this Dragon Vein Royal Mausoleum are not only blood worms and ground cracks, but the most terrifying thing in this black wasteland is the wolf, the endless, man-eating wolf. They have been attacked three times. At the beginning, the team There are more than fifty people, and now there are only thirty people left."
"Wolf?" Li Jianqi said strangely.
"There's nothing to be afraid of wolves."
"It is said that these wolves are very different from the wolves you usually see. These wolves are like, like a well-trained army, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner, and attacking and defending together." Nalan Rongruo recalled the conversation just now .
"Wolfs like the army? How is that possible! Even if these wolves have the existence of wolf kings, they are animals after all. How can they compare with the army? They don't know how to think. Could it be a group of monsters who have become spirits!" Li Jian Seven said casually.
Then several people froze on the spot.
"A monster that has become a spirit!"
"Could these wolves be?" Li Jianqi asked in a low voice uncertainly.
At this moment, a voice came over, "Don't guess, there must be a monster race nearby, and there must be more than one, there may be many, many, and the realm is high."
"That's why we don't light a bonfire." The man who spoke had a very low voice, "We are now racing against time."
"There should be quite a few disciples in our comprehension world who have entered the Dragon Vein Mausoleum this time, so why should we be afraid of them?" Nalan Rongruo asked after thinking about it.
"There must be more disciples in the realm of comprehension than the disciples of the demon clan, but who can gather them all together? The difference between the sects is an invisible gully, so the disciples from Qingqiu can support each other a little bit and live in harmony. Nothing. Even the Six Buddhas Temple in Yinshan and the Ciji Temple in Yangshan, if you meet them, you just say hello. How can you fight together? After hundreds of years of fighting, who has no grudge against whom? Who can be sincere? Cooperation!" The man said leisurely with a sigh.
Under the night.
The darkness is boundless.
Ye Que and his party sat on the ground without saying a word.
There was a melodious howl of a wolf in the distance, and it was soon discovered that at the end of the black wasteland, there were little green lights flashing, which were the eyes of the wolves. It's just that these green lights didn't rush over directly, they just lingered so far away.
The wolves sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, sometimes appearing to be more, sometimes less.
"Let's go, we can't rest anymore." A voice in the team spoke, and everyone looked around, noncommittal. The crowd began to break out of camp quietly again, moving forward through the faint night.
"This is no way at all. I only know how to avoid it. Sooner or later, someone will cut off my head!" Li Jianqi approached Ye Que and whispered.
"You have a solution?" Ye Que glanced at the little girl with waterfall-like hair.
"Since we know that there are Yaozu people directing the remote control behind these wolves, we have to make them fearful. We people are not easy to bully." Li Jianqi shook his fist and said.
"The reason is very simple, they won't miss it." Ye Que pointed to the rushing crowd ahead.
"If they can't do it, it doesn't mean we can't do it." Li Jianqi pointed at himself, then at Ye Que.
"I didn't see the people behind me, nor did I see the attacking power of these wolves. I can't guarantee that I will go back." Ye Que said seriously.
After thinking for a while, Ye Que added, "Let me tell you first, I am very afraid of death. If something beyond my ability happens, I will take care of myself first. Life is the most important thing."
Unexpectedly, Ye Que would answer like this, Li Jianqi said with some surprise, "Didn't you disciples of Qingqiu Jianmen always boast that you are never afraid of life and death, and never lack courage? How could you have such an idea."
Ye Que shrugged and said, "My master is the Drunk Immortal, he only taught me the Qingqiu Sword Art and nothing else. Besides, I haven't formally started yet."
"Strictly speaking, I am just an ordinary casual cultivator."
"Naturally!" Ye Que said as it should.
"I really don't know how your sword is practiced. With this kind of thinking, do you still want to be invincible within three feet?" Li Jianqi looked at Ye Que with contempt.
"It is precisely because I am afraid of death that my sword is invincible within three feet."
"Those who are not afraid of death will practice the sword that can take people's heads thousands of miles away." Ye Que gestured with his hand, "The sword has run thousands of miles away with its true energy, what can I use to protect myself?"
"I have always felt that this kind of sword is completely nonsense."
"Handsome is handsome, but this is completely making fun of his own life." Ye Que said firmly.
"Counseling is counseling. Is it interesting to find so many reasons?" Li Jianqi snorted coldly, stopped talking to Ye Que, and looked behind him from time to time by himself, his eyes rolling around.
After the team changed positions three more times, Li Jianqi suddenly disappeared into the night.
Except for Ye Que, no one really noticed her. Jingzhai's female disciples always like to be independent, not Qingqiu disciples, not from the same sect, and not familiar with each other, who would care about you. Here, in the Longmai Imperial Mausoleum, it is best for everyone to support each other, and if you fall behind, no one will really look for you.
Time passed quietly.
Under the cover of night.
An extremely fat goldfish, carrying a little girl with long hair like a waterfall on its back, quietly sneaked into a group of wolves like a ghost.
I don't know when, the cracks in the earth reappeared, and the well-trained wolves rushed towards one direction as usual, but even so, the formation of the wolves was a little messy due to the changes in the world after all.
Taking advantage of this mess, a petite figure got in.
Soon, an extremely fierce sword energy pierced Changhong, and the screams of the wolves pierced the sky.
"Aren't born swordsmen afraid of death?"
"The little girl is so stupid and enviable!"
Looking into the distance, Ye Que, who was sitting on the ground, raised his eyebrows, murmured to himself, and then closed his eyes. When in danger, one must always ensure that one's own condition is the best. This is the reason he bought with countless blood.