Wu Tianzun did not hold back. Knowing that Qin Shuang was in a hurry, Qin Shuang went to see Wei Ji. After saying goodbye to Wei Ji, he rushed towards the formation and rushed out of the formation, with his fire and thunder wings spread out behind him.
"Click..."
It turned into a bolt of lightning and flew away into the distance.
The eyes of the Chaos monks on the ground flashed, but no one had intercepted Qin Shuang before, because they all knew that it was useless to intercept the monk. The Chaos monks who went there were not strong enough, so why not give them to Qin Shuangsha? If the Chaos monk is strong, she will hide outside the formation and then attack me. She is really cunning, so it is better to let her go.
Good to go!
With her gone, the Chaos Clan lost one more threat.
Therefore, Qin Shuang walked extremely smoothly and flew towards the passage leading to Yuan Continent. She flew high outside the Gangfeng layer to avoid meeting the monks who were going to the lost holy land to help, so as not to waste time explaining, so more than three years later, she landed at the entrance of the passage, eyebrows raised, and she felt keenly Seeing that many spiritual consciousnesses were sweeping around, coming from all directions, far or near, Qin Shuang knew in his heart whether hundreds of tribes should come to lurk here. None of them are deities, so they use their spiritual consciousness to observe themselves unscrupulously, thinking that they, the earth deities, cannot feel it.
Unknown to Bu Nao and Qin Shuang, Zhu Qi plunged into the passage and rushed towards Yuan Continent.
The hundreds of monks who were watching did not pay attention to Qin Shuang. They really didn't know Qin Shuang, an irrelevant person.
Starlight Continent.
Soul Lock River.
In the gray sky, countless laws of chaos are spreading, changing the vitality of the Starlight Continent, turning into traces of chaotic energy, permeating the entire world.
The sun disappeared, there was no moon, and many stars also disappeared. They were all covered by the rich gray chaotic air, like a sky curtain.
Even the heavy snow is not crystal red, but pale gray.
The entire Soul Lock River was completely obscured by gray mist, and the gradually low and flat land along both sides of the Soul Lock River also had a tendency to gradually turn gray.
On the left bank of the Soul Lock River, there is a fortress every one kilometer. There is a tall sentry tower in the fortress, and a monk stands in front of it, staring at the right bank warily.
On the right bank of the Soul Lock River, there is a vast forest, from which gray mist spews out from time to time, which is scary.
left bank.
At the top of a sentry tower, stood a red-robed monk, his eyes sweeping across the other banks of the Soul Lock River.
"Boom..."
There was muffled thunder in the sky, but no thunder was seen.
got windy!
The red-robed monk's robes were blown by the strong wind, but his figure was still upright, without any feeling of coldness.
I glanced at the forest on the other side. The branches were swaying and the leaves were rustling. I could hear it clearly across the river.
"Whoosh..."
A figure rose from the ground and landed at the sentry tower. A monk in blue robe looked at the other side and said softly:
"Is there any movement?"
"No!" The red-robed monk shook his head.
"The situation is getting worse and worse!"
"No."
"Have Yiting and the others come back?" "
"No!"
"Boom..."
There was an explosion on the other side of the river, but after the explosion, there was no more movement. The expressions of the two monks at the sentry tower were frozen, and their eyes became cold and stern.
A female cultivator walked up from not far outside the fortress, with a slim figure and a gentle temperament. With a step in the void, he landed on the sentry tower behind the two monks.
"What was the noise just now? What happened on the other side?"
The man in red robe and the man in blue robe both shook their heads slightly and looked toward the wrong bank with deep eyes.
On the other side, there was the sound of strong wind blowing the leaves, as if the roar just now had never been heard, the forest was invisible, and the chaotic atmosphere was invisible.
The thick gray fog gives people a depressing feeling.
"You won't support them, right?" the man in red robe whispered.
The man in blue robe hesitated for a moment and said, "Nothing happened to the team that went to the wrong shore to investigate. I guess nothing will happen to them, right?" "
The female cultivator frowned slightly and said, "It shouldn't happen. They usually don't come back so early."
The three of them were silent, so there was no question of whether the time was up or not. The female nun couldn't comfort herself either. After a while, the female cultivator asked:
“I don’t know when the situation will get better?”
"The Great Heavenly Lords from the Situation Heavenly Palace are fighting with the Great Heavenly Lords from the Chaos Clan outside the sky. Before accurate news comes back, they have to defend themselves."
"Defense! Do you defend every day!" The blue-robed man's breath fluctuated: "Do they defend when they come to the front line?"
A coldness flashed in the red-robed monk's eyes: "Sooner or later they will attack."
Right bank.
In the forest.
A team of five people was currently surrounding the Chaos tribe that had been killed instantly. They were dissecting quickly, collecting useful materials, and exchanging words in low voices:
"Senior Brother Yiting, that area has become much peaceful recently. It is not easy to find a Chaos clan. It has been more than a month and there is no danger at all. It does give them a chance to collect materials and make a small discovery." Got rich, haha..."
"That's not normal!" Zong Ting said in a deep voice: "But if he can't see the red, and he doesn't care if he can't see the red, then it's because their cultivation level is low. Take advantage of the current opportunity to find more resources and try to improve Your own cultivation is the only way to protect yourself."
"Senior Brother Yi, he heard that many teams have been formed on the left bank and have entered the right bank, and there have been many incidents of hunting down other teams and grabbing resources. Will they also grab them?" "
Zong Ting pondered for a while and said: "That's not a good idea. Anyway, it's not the front line, and it's normal to die inexplicably."
"Senior Brother Yi, their enemy is the wrong sect. Qingyun Sect is not far from them. He heard that Wu Yuzi is leading a small team and is also operating on the right bank. "
"Wu Yuzi! A cold look flashed in Zong Ting's eyes. His senior brother was killed by Wu Yuzi. He had long wanted to take revenge, but he never found the chance."
"It's not easy to pay mullet roe by mistake!" A female cultivator said with some worry: "Was their senior brother killed by the evil thief in a ruins? The evil thief got the things in the ruins. Those hundreds of years ago... , can the cultivation level be even more profound?"
"They should discuss something first." Zong Ting said.
At that time, the prey had been collected, and the five people continued to delve deeper while discussing in low voices.
In the thick gray mist not far away from them, Qin Jingyun restrained his aura, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Don't let them discover you. You have to go back and inform Senior Brother Wu Yuzi."
Seeing Zong Ting and the five men slowly approaching, Qin Jingyun began to move slowly in one direction. Unfortunately, the place where he was hiding was exactly in the direction Zong Ting and the others were traveling. He didn't dare to fly by, as that would reveal his aura and vitality, which would be discovered by Zong Ting and the others, so he restrained his aura and cautiously stepped back step by step.
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Many thanks to Zi Yan Ru Meng Shu Huan (500) and seaphay (100) for the reward!
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(End of chapter)