The ruins of a hundred cities are barren ruins.
It is also the largest area in the former Kunlun site.
Although its size is not as large as the Thirty-Three Heavenly Territory, it is also larger than the city of the Thirty-Three-Three Heavenly Territory.
It is said that it takes several days to go from one ruin to another.
Fortunately, the ruins of Lingxiao, where Ye Lingyue and the others were going to seek refuge, were not far from the Kunlun Stele.
It will take about two days and two nights to arrive.
However, this also meant that they still had to trek outside the city for two days and two nights.
It was only an hour after Ye Lingyue and the others set off, and it was completely dark.
Just like what they heard earlier, fog and haze began to fill around the ruins.
"Tsk, what kind of fog is this? The fog is so thick that you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands, and you can't even search through your thoughts."
Diyang Qingfeng didn't pay attention to the smog at first, after all, they are all mind teachers, and mind power is their eyes.
But after realizing that his mind power couldn't penetrate the smog, Diyang Qingfeng couldn't help scolding.
As a result, the pace of the crowd had to slow down.
The original itinerary of two days and two nights, I am afraid that even if it is doubled, it may not be able to catch up.
It will take a long time to wait for the dawn.
"Boss Qingfeng, do you smell a strange smell?"
In the team, a younger female psychic asked softly.
"What kind of rotten smell, I didn't smell it, don't scare yourself."
Diyang Qingfeng was dissatisfied.
The smog and the darkness made the surroundings pitch-black. Under the effect of mental power not working, it was simply black and white.
As a last resort, Diyang Qingfeng took out a piece of flint, polished it, and prepared to use it to light the way ahead.
But after several blows, the flint never sparkled.
"Don't waste your energy. The smog is very humid, and the materials that can be ignited are all wet, and there is no way to burn."
Ye Lingyue shook her head, even the few talismans she carried with her could not be ignited.
Suddenly, the young female psychic vomited.
"Damn it."
Diyang Qingfeng had an ugly face.
Ye Lingyue helped the female nun teacher up and took her pulse.
"I'm fine, but the smell is too bad, like the smell of blood. I couldn't help it for a while."
The female psychic said in embarrassment.
Her name is Su Yu, and she is a senior spiritual teacher of Ling Xiaotian. She is the youngest in the team, only fourteen years old.
She is very thin and thin, and she was sick when she was in Misty Sea earlier.
What's rare is that Diyang Qingfeng's fiery temper didn't leave her behind.
The smell of blood
Ye Lingyue looked at the other psychic teachers, including Diyang Qingfeng, all with blank faces.
Although they didn't like the fog, they didn't smell anything strange.
Diyang Qingfeng was about to say a few words to Su Yu, but Ye Lingyue also nodded slightly.
"Actually, I also smell a smell, the smell of rotting flesh and blood, but it's not the smell of fresh flesh and blood, but the smell that has been rotting for many years."
Ye Lingyue said.
Her five senses and six senses were already very keen, and she noticed when the smog rose.
But the others didn't respond, and Ye Lingyue didn't say much.
Now it seems that Su Yu can also smell it.
Ye Lingyue had noticed that in the team, only she and Su Yu were female psychic teachers, and the others were male psychic teachers.
Could it be that this unpleasant smell can only be smelled by a female psychic
Diyang Qingfeng's face darkened.
"Keep going, don't worry about those things that you have or don't have."
Ye Lingyue and Su Yu didn't see anything weird except for the bad smell. In fact, they couldn't see the surrounding scene either.
A group of people continued to move forward in the smog.
"Brother Yao, are we still going to do it?"
In the smog, there were a few sinister eyes staring at Ye Lingyue and the others.
It was a few Nian Masters beside the Kunlun Stone Stele earlier, they came from an unknown middle heaven domain, and the leader was Bai Yaolang, a Tian Nian Master.
"What's the rush? They just entered the smog, and they don't understand how severe the smog is. We'll start after their people can't hold on and lie down."
A wolf-like grin appeared on Bai Yaolang's face.
If you look at them carefully, you will find that there is a faint green light in their eyes.
The smog that covered the sky and the sun made it difficult for people to move an inch, but this group of psychic teachers seemed not to be affected.
They followed behind Ye Lingyue and the others, so agile that Ye Lingyue and the others had no way of discovering them.
After midnight, something strange started to happen to the team in Ling Xiao City.
First, a male psychic suddenly developed a high fever, and then three or four other male psychics also developed symptoms one after another.
About half of the team of more than a dozen people were suffering from serious diseases. At the beginning, Diyang Qingfeng asked people to support each other, or carry or carry them, dragging them on their way.
But in the middle of the night, Diyang Qingfeng felt that something was wrong with him.
His limbs began to weaken, and his body was hot and cold. Not only that, he also seemed to see a figure shaking in the haze.
But whenever he got close, the weird figure disappeared.
"If this continues, we won't be able to hold on until we reach the ruins of Ling Xiao."
Ye Lingyue looked at the pale-faced people and frowned.
"We're out of the way, it's almost dawn, when the nasty smog clears, we'll be fine."
Diyang Qingfeng stubbornly believed that it was because of the weird smog.
But what puzzled Diyang Qingfeng was that Ye Lingyue and Su Yu were fine.
Apart from the unpleasant smell of rotting flesh, there was nothing unusual about them.
"I don't think so. You are very weak."
Ye Lingyue shook her head.
Diyang Qingfeng is still struggling.
It was getting brighter.
The smog is also starting to lift.
Surrounding them are desolate hills, devastated everywhere, as if they have been baptized by the flames of war.
Not far away, there is an old city.
"It's an abandoned city. If you're not mistaken, this should be an abandoned city of hundreds of flowers."
Ye Lingyue looked at the power map.
This is the closest abandoned city to the Kunlun Stele.
But what surprised Ye Lingyue was that this abandoned city was not occupied by any forces, and it was still an empty city.
The so-called empty city is a no-man's land that is not occupied by forces.
"Why don't we go to the Abandoned City of Hundred Flowers to have a look."
Diyang Qingfeng still felt his hands go limp for a while.
It would be troublesome if the abandoned city in front of them was occupied. Since no one occupied them, they could take a rest.
"It's better to observe and observe."
Ye Lingyue shook her head, she always felt that this was a bit weird.
The ruins of a hundred cities have almost been occupied. The nearest ruined city is unoccupied, and there must be fraud in it.
"Hehe~ You are still smart, even a living person dare not enter that place."
Just when Diyang Qingfeng and Ye Lingyue disagreed, a chilly voice came.