Hundreds of miles away, U-shaped valley.
Under the vast moonlight, several figures flew across the sky with their swords on their swords. It's just that the small coffins that are more than a foot long are carried on their backs, which is really a bit of a spoiler.
Looking at the direction of these people, they were heading straight for Yinquan Cave.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the long dark night, the few people seemed to be guided, and went directly to the entrance of the cave and landed.
A figure came out of the cave, it was the black-bearded old man, the thin middle-aged man Long's master.
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Zhou personally led all the Junior Brothers here, and now I can finally relax." The black-bearded old man clasped his fists and smiled at a man next to him who looked a few years younger and slightly obese.
"Hehe, Junior Brother Zhang came very quickly!" "Senior Brother Zhou" said with a smile on his face.
In the Corpse Refining Sect, strength is the most respected, and peers are not ranked according to age and entry level, but are judged according to strength. The one with high strength is the senior brother; the one with poor strength is the senior fellow. Everything is so naked, naked, naked.
"Where! Where! When the younger brother received the order from the sect, he happened to be nearby, so it's only one step early."
The old man with black beard said, and began to describe the situation after coming here to senior brother Zhou and the others.
"Oh, so to speak, Wang Yao and the others found Yinquan, they were meritorious, but they died tragically. If Nephew Shilong can catch the murderer, it will be a great contribution to my Corpse Refining Sect." Senior Brother Zhou stroked his chubby face. said with a pouty chin.
"It's the honor of the bad disciples to serve the master's school. I dare not ask for credit for what I have to do."
Several people were polite again.
Brother Zhou pointed to the entrance of the cave and said:
"Then let's go and see this Yinquan! I just don't know which one is better than the one in my sect!"
The black-bearded old man secretly said in his heart, you can hold your breath, but on the surface you are leading the way politely.
As soon as he reached the entrance of the cave, suddenly, the expression of the old man with black beard changed, and he reached out and took out a jade slip from his pocket.
I saw that the color on the jade slip was gradually dimming at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within seconds, there was a "crack", and it was completely shattered.
"Huh? Could it be Senior Nephew Shilong?" Brother Zhou and the others stopped and asked after seeing this scene.
"It's the villain! The card of death is broken! It seems that something happened to him." The black-bearded old man's face was a little ugly.
After all, although the Corpse Refining Sect doesn't value friendship, there can still be some help between master and apprentice. After finally cultivating such an apprentice, he could advance to the foundation building stage and officially become his assistant in the sect, but now he died suddenly, no one would be happy.
"There are a few senior brothers in Yinquan here who are sure to be safe. Junior brother just wants to take a trip to see who is so holy, and he has slaughtered my disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect again and again. Please allow Senior Brother Zhou." The black-bearded old man cupped his hands.
Senior Brother Zhou hesitated for a while, then nodded and said:
"That's good! It's not my style to take revenge if you have a grudge. I don't know the strength of the thief, so I'm afraid it's not appropriate for my junior brother to go alone. How about this, Junior brother Liu Gu, you can go along with me!"
An old man next to him showed a very reluctant expression on his face like withered bark, but he didn't dare to disobey the order of "Senior Brother Zhou", so he could only nod his head.
It's right to think about it, Yinquan is right in front of you, as the first group, but you will be transferred without even a chance to reap some benefits, how can you be reconciled
Brother Zhou certainly understands this truth.
It's just that Liu Gu's lifespan will be exhausted in more than ten years, but he's still stuck in the middle stage of the foundation-building period, and he has no chance to make progress in his life. Therefore, Senior Brother Zhou didn't have to take his feelings into consideration at all.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou! Then I will have to thank Senior Brother Liu!"
The matter was urgent and not very polite, the two of them headed towards the west with their swords.
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Besides, Zhang Yang, after killing the thin middle-aged man, rolled up the spoils, did not dare to stay for a moment, and fled towards the west at the fastest speed.
After escaping for more than fifty miles in a row, they stopped under a big tree. I can only feel that the blood in my body is still burning, but it has gradually calmed down.
Once the effect of the red pill wears off, what will be waiting for you? weak? An even more dire situation
Zhang Yang didn't know!
He only knew that his current situation was unprecedentedly dangerous.
Zhang Yang is the kind of person who is more motivated when he is under more pressure. In this case, his mind was unprecedentedly clear.
This is far from a safe area, but first of all, he has to figure out that he has escaped six or seven hundred miles after leaving the U-shaped valley. How did the enemy find him
If you can't think clearly about this problem, no matter how far you run, the people from the Corpse Refining Sect will continue to come to you endlessly, one by one getting stronger until you kill yourself.
The greatest possibility is that there are marks on the items that Zhang Yang obtained from the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, and the thin middle-aged man was tracked here through this.
However, with so many trophies, which one is the problem? Storage bag? Blood coffin? or something else
If no solution can be found in a short time, Zhang Yang has no choice but to throw away all the forest products. After all, life is the most important thing.
However, in that case, it would be a pity.
Also, there is a very small chance that someone has marked themselves. However, Zhang Yang thinks this is almost impossible.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he recalled the scene when the thin middle-aged man had just found himself. He was holding a spiritual disk in his hand, which seemed to be used to locate the direction; and the moment he put away the blood coffin, the spiritual disk was After losing its effect, the thin middle-aged man rushed over immediately.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang immediately took out a blood coffin and threw it more than ten meters away.
Then take out the spirit plate.
Sure enough, the spirit disc happened to be the direction of the blood coffin.
But when he put the blood coffin into the storage bag and put it more than ten meters away, he found that the pointer of the spirit plate was spinning back and forth, and he couldn't find the direction.
After understanding this truth and solving the problem, Zhang Yang felt relieved.
Now there is no time to study the principle of the spirit disk, so I put everything away, looked at the direction, blessed another divine movement talisman, and continued to escape.
This time he ran away, and he didn't stop at all.
Over the hills, through the jungle, and even waded in the shallows several times.
run away!
run away!
With the blessing of a piece of magic amulet, time goes by little by little...
Zhang Yang didn't know if he would be able to escape the tracking talisman after running so far, so he didn't dare to stop at all.
Zhang Yang clearly felt that the effectiveness of the red pill was gradually fading, followed by waves of exhaustion.
This is real exhaustion.
Ever since he was reborn as a zombie, Zhang Yang has experienced the comfort nourished by the brilliance of the moon, the pleasure of sucking blood, and the pain that comes from the depths of his soul when he is irradiated by the sun...
The only thing he didn't enjoy was fatigue.
The powerful body of the zombie should be like a tireless perpetual motion machine.
But now, Zhang Yang actually felt weak, as if he was going to collapse.
He knew that this was because all the cells in his body were ruptured under the action of the red pill, that is to say, the injury he suffered hurt every cell.
What made Zhang Yang even more sad was that he felt that the two seas of Qi in his abdominal cavity and chest cavity had all burst. The two large cyclones that have been cultivated for more than a year have long since dissipated, and I don't know if they can be restored...
Another magic talisman was played, and Zhang Yang's speed was only slightly increased.
Now his speed is extremely slow.
Zhang Yang knew that at this speed, even if he continued to escape regardless of the cost, he might not be able to escape very far.
Instead of doing this, it is better to find a safe place to hide and gather Yin Qi, so that you will not be infested by wild animals, and you can protect yourself from being exposed to the sun when the sun rises.
As for whether the people from the Corpse Refining Sect will come here, it is up to fate.
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Amidst the sound of water, Zhang Yang was jumping in the shallows of the river. He believed that the best way to avoid the tracking symbols was to take more water routes.
However, Zhang Yang was getting weaker and weaker, and he felt that jumping became a problem, and he might fall down at any time.
Zhang Yang spotted a small cliff not far from the shore, and scanned it with his consciousness, there seemed to be a small cave facing the shady and backing the sun.
This is it!
Just as Zhang Yang was about to jump over, his face suddenly changed drastically.
Not far from the river, a black shadow quickly came towards him under the water.
Zhang Yang's spiritual sense probed very clearly—the crocodile! A huge crocodile!
In normal times, Zhang Yang could kill such a beast with a single slap.
But for Zhang Yang, who was so weak that he couldn't even jump, this could definitely be fatal!
Feeling cold in his heart, Zhang Yang smelled the breath of death.