"Young Master Qin, Immortal Yunhe is really difficult to deal with. You and I might as well join forces at that time. Even if we can't defeat him, we can at least ensure that we escape unscathed!" Lingxiao Sword was clearly very wary of Immortal Yunhe, and faced him. The color is very solemn. i^
Qin Dong chuckled lightly and said, "Master Ling, the time and space in this Immortal Ring does not seem to be consistent with the time and space in the Immortal World. One day here is worth one month in the Immortal World. We have already lost a lot of time. I don't know if what has happened outside has happened." If there is a change, let’s go out now.”
Just as Ling Xiaojian was about to nod, Su Hongxiu, Cao Xiaoxian, Nangong Yao, Yue'e and others came forward and said, "Let's go too!"
"No! Immortal Yunhe is not easy to deal with. It's too dangerous for you to go out!" Seeing that Su Hongxiu was going to say more, Lingxiao Jian's expression suddenly became serious. When Su Hongxiu's words came to her lips, she immediately swallowed them back.
Seeing that Su Hongxiu stopped talking, Cao Xiaoxian, Yue'e, and Nangong Yao, although unwilling to do so, had no choice but to give up and told them to be careful. [
"Young Master Qin, please!" Ling Xiaojian bundled his hands and said.
Qin Dong did not waste any time, nodded gently, and with a thought in his heart, a white light immediately enveloped the two of them and flashed out of the Immortal Ring. As soon as they stepped out of the Immortal Ring, Qin Dong and Ling Xiaojian couldn't help being surprised. Not long after the two of them entered the Immortal Ring, great changes had already taken place outside.
The scenery of Lingyuan Gate was originally very beautiful, with buildings of various colors dotted here and there, exquisite yet majestic. But now, looking around, it is all rubble and ruined walls. The beautiful scenery before, It was replaced by a sad desolation and chaos.
"What's going on?" Qin Dong frowned slightly. i^
Ling Xiaojian sneered, curled his lips and said, "Needless to say, it must be the handiwork of Immortal Yunhe!"
"So, this Immortal Yunhe moves pretty fast!" Qin Dong's voice was cold, with murderous intent radiating from his brows.
"No! Yuchiwu and the others!" Lingxiao Jian suddenly remembered, his face changed wildly, he screamed strangely, and hurriedly got up and rushed out. Qin Dong frowned and followed closely behind without saying a word.
Of course, in the fairy world, not all people are cultivators. There are also many ordinary people. Although they are in the fairy world, their experiences are not much different from those of the tribesmen in the heaven and the common people in the human world. They are engaged in the most arduous work. He endured the lowest level of treatment and supported those who were above him and had attained immortality. Not far from the Lingyuanmen headquarters, such a group of people lived together.
People like Yu Chiwu all started from here. After arduous struggle, coupled with good talent and excellent luck, they rose to heaven and became the core disciples of Lingyuan Sect. However, their families, their roots, have disappeared and never left here.
The Lingxiao Sword swept all the way, raising his eyes from time to time. Before he even got close to this residential area, his brows were already furrowed. The residential area that used to be lively was now surprisingly quiet, and not a single pedestrian was seen on the way. As if in the blink of an eye, this vibrant world turned into a dead area.
"Something happened, something must have happened!" Ling Xiaojian roared in a low voice as he kept accelerating, until a figure almost turned into a streak of light.
Arriving at the center of the settlement, Ling Xiaojian's eyes were filled with sorrow. Looking around, almost none of the houses and buildings in the settlement are intact. On the ground and on the walls, there are marks left everywhere on the ground and on the walls carved by the sword marks. In many places, there are still pools of dark red blood, which is shocking.
"The people living here are ordinary people, and most of them have never practiced cultivation at all. As a famous figure of the generation, how...how could he do this!?" Ling Xiaojian clenched his teeth, his eyes filled with tears. There was deep hatred, and veins kept popping out on his forehead.
"Could it be that Immortal Yunhe killed all the people here in anger because he couldn't find our whereabouts?" Qin Dong's voice became more and more chilly, and anyone could tell that he had moved at this time. Really angry.
Ling Xiaojian thought so at first, but after scanning the area for a week, no body was found, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Okay, you two are good at hiding, and you almost slipped through the net!" Just when Ling Xiaojian was puzzled, an angry curse suddenly came over.
Qin Dong and Ling Xiaojian looked at each other and disappeared in unison.
As soon as the two of them hid themselves, they saw three men, pushing a pair of people who looked like a mother and son, and walked around from behind a broken wall.
This pair of mother and son, the mother has gray hair, about sixty years old, but the son is in the prime of life, in his thirties, with a tall and sturdy body, and looks very honest. There was no sign of immortal power surging on both mother and son's bodies, and they were obviously ordinary people who had never practiced. Judging from the clothes on his body, he looked very shabby. Needless to say, he must be a resident of this residential area. [
The three men pushing the mother and son were all trained immortals, and their cultivation levels were quite good. They had all reached the realm of Xuan Zun. He was arrogant and cursed, which fully demonstrated the arrogance and rudeness of an immortal.
"He seems to be a disciple of Immortal Yunhe!" Ling Xiaojian glanced at him and said in a deep voice.
"Master Ling, have you seen it correctly?" Qin Dong glanced at Ling Xiaojian, his voice so cold that it made people tremble.
Ling Xiaojian sneered, and said with a gloomy expression, "You've got it right! They must be the disciples of Immortal Yunhe. I saw them when I went to visit Immortal Yunhe!"
Qin Dong stopped talking, but his expression became colder, and he stared at the three of them with a pair of sharp eyes like arrows.
"Three Immortals, please, take pity on us two, just let us go." The old mother is weak and trembles every step she takes. In addition, her frosty hair is trembling in the cold wind. Messy, even just looking at it makes people feel sad.
"You old man with coffin flesh, where did you come from so much nonsense?" Such an old man, who was like a candle in the wind, could not arouse the slightest pity in the eyes of the three immortals. One of them stepped forward fiercely and said cruelly. It was like pushing her hard. How could the old mother bear it? With a scream, he fell to the ground.
"Mom!" The son was extremely filial at first sight. When he saw his old mother being pushed, he shouted wildly and rushed over to check. The other immortal next to him was not polite, and kicked the son in the back of the heart without any politeness. He kicked the son several feet away.
This leg was quite powerful. Although the son's body was strong, he had never practiced before and couldn't bear it. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood arrows.
The old mother who was gnashing her teeth in pain immediately forgot about the pain when she saw her son vomiting blood. She struggled to get up and walked towards her son while wailing. But before she took two steps, she was hit by someone again. Stomped to the ground...