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This place is called Changqiu Valley, located east of Tianma County. In order to encircle and suppress the thieves who crossed the border, all the masters in the valley went out to fight, but Gui Chi took advantage of the situation and killed all the left-behind disciples.

It’s okay for thieves to do so, but how can the saying “cross the border” come from?

After a large number of thieves crossed the county of Wuli and arrived at Tianma County. The nine counties of Yushen each had their own territories. The thieves were rampant in each county, which was undoubtedly a move to cross the border. Now that the thieves continued to flee westward, all parties naturally had to chase and encircle. As for where the thieves arrived, there was no acquisition of soul search.

That's right, as we know above, it comes from Gui Chi's soul searching technique. If Wan Shengzi was a master in the battle against the battle, he would be the killer of the deadly soul searching. There were countless disciples of the gods who died in his hands. But if he asked for the news, he would achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The original monks led by Park Caizi, Mu Tianyuan, and Long Que have arrived in Tianma County. Since they have learned about the movements, it is not difficult to catch up...

In the darkness, a few lights flash. They are lanterns that bless the magic circle, like the star lamps of Xiahua Island, hanging on the treetops or cliffs, emitting hazy light. There are lush trees, flowing streams, and faint spiritual energy, just like the quietness of the spring night, giving people a trance away from the hustle and bustle.

Wujiu sat on the stone by the stream, closing his eyes to rest.

Bing Ling'er and Zheng Yuzi were wandering not far away. As long as there was no danger, Wujiu let the two women come out to breathe. And the forest, waterside, caves, and houses were full of corpses, including women, children, young and old, which made Zheng Yuzi's face slightly change and then he became taciturn.

"Girl, why are you so depressed?"

Bing Ling'er pulled Zheng Yuzi and walked in the valley. For a long time, it was either the scorching sun, the storm, or the wind and snow, and it was rare to be in such a vibrant place. She took the opportunity to enjoy the scenery of the valley. In Zheng Yuzi's eyes, there were only tragic deaths.

"Sister, when will you and I die?"

"Ph, ph, what are you talking nonsense!"

"How many people have died, 80,000, or 100,000? There are Feixian masters, Earth Immortal seniors, and my brothers, who are still fighting endlessly. How can you and I escape this disaster..."

“As long as you are alive, there is a way out.”

The two stopped.

A few feet away, there is an old tree with twisted branches and deep roots and lush leaves. The lights near it shine, making it swaying

The branches and leaves add a little more depressing vitality.

Bing Ling'er looked up and smiled slightly on her cheeks.

But Zheng Yuzi looked deep in the forest and looked at the bloody corpse. She shivered slightly, and felt panic in her heart.

If Fairy Ling'er had not rescued her, she would have abandoned her corpse in the wilderness, and would have rotted and smelled like this, and eventually turned into dust. Now she is safe and sound? It may not be possible. Fairy Ling'er needs no protection from her husband. Who can she rely on? Senior Wei Shang, he never took herself seriously. Without support, how can a foundation-building monk survive in this troubled world...

People are born equal, but because of their different temperaments and different states of mind. Even if they walk on the same road, the scenery in their eyes is different. At this moment, Bing Ling'er is concerned about the spring scenery and vitality; and Zheng Yuzi sees it as the end of the road and the cycle of death.

And what is the scenery of a certain gentleman?

He had no time to think about it, and was busy breathing and breathing, looking for strength to supplement his energy, and waiting to continue his journey.

As the long night passed, the valley was still dark and hazy.

"Mr. Wu, the head of the Feng family..."

Wujiu opened his eyes, breathed a breath, stretched his arms, and then looked around in the sound.

Feng Hengzi appeared from the retreat place and walked here with Wan Shengzi, Gui Chi. Bing Ling'er and Zheng Yuzi held hands and stood quietly aside. The stream flowed like yesterday, but it was still turbid and bloody.

"Everyone, it's important to hurry up."

Gui Chi urged everyone to set off.

"So as Brother Ghost said!"

After resting for a night, Feng Yukiko recovered a little.

Halloween Son even smiled and said happily: "Haha, the direction is clear, no time should I go..."

Wujiu looked at Bing Ling'er and waved his sleeves. The two women disappeared in an instant. Before he moved, he asked curiously: "I haven't seen anyone all night. Lao Wan, what are you busy with?"

"ah……"

Wanshengzi stammered and said dissatisfiedly: "You are staring at Lao Wan secretly again, hum!" He took out a ring to take care of things and said generously: "A hundred jars of long-lasting wine will be a good deal for you." He threw out the ring and signaled to Feng Hengzi: "This person is suspicious, he is easy to take advantage of, and it is difficult to get along with..."

Wujiu took the ring, turned around and left.

Feng Yukiko smiled and said nothing.

In a blink of an eye, a group of four people walked through the formation portal and came to the valley outside.

The wind and snow are as old as before.

Without the blockage of the formation, the skylight was slightly brighter. The Changqiu Valley behind me was still shrouded in thick snow, shaped like a huge hill.

"Everyone, let's see Lao Wan casting spells!"

The Son of All Saint focused his mind and looked away, identified the direction, and then sacrificed two spirit stones and cast the transport spell.

And at the moment when the light of the formation flashed, a "rumbling" roar suddenly sounded, followed by a strong wind, and large pieces of ice roared...

The four of them flew up quickly.

People are in the air, and they are clear at a glance.

The roar is still there, and the snow is filled with mist.

The Changqiu Valley covered by the formation has collapsed. The past valley of spring has disappeared without a trace. The avalanches are still spreading away...

Wujiu looked down at him, with a slight wrinkle.

The Son of All Saint smiled and seemed to feel guilty.

Gui Chifen said: "Brother Wan hollowed out the underground spiritual veins, lost support, and the formation collapsed..."

...

Four figures emerged in the wind and snow.

The teleportation location is without mountains or river valleys, but the snow is vast, like a wasteland of ice and snow.

The four of them circled in the air, looking puzzled.

"According to the course of the journey, it has crossed Tianma County..."

"And along the way, there was no situation..."

"It's either you and I lost the path, or the head of the Pu family. The head of the Mu family has gone to Tianshi County? Brother Wujiu...

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"To the west is Tianshi County, just look for it-"

As Wujiu raised his hand and waved his hand, the four disappeared without a trace. Two hours later, he and Wanshengzi, Gui Chi and Fengyuko appeared again in the wind and snow.

If the direction is correct, the place where you are located should be Tianshi County. If you disperse your spiritual sense, there will still be no abnormalities in the distance.

The four of them discussed for a moment and Yukong walked forward.

With the rapid teleportation of the Qiankun transport technique, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles a day is no problem, but it is easy to get lost and miss the situation on the way. Therefore, Feng Yukiko suggested that he search and leave. After the night falls, it is not too late to use the transport.

Wujiu and Feng Hengzi walked side by side. The Saint Son and Gui Chi scattered left and right, thousands of miles apart, making it easier to care for each other and expand the search area.

"Brother, I feel ashamed!"

On the way, Feng Yukiko was inspired.

"I never believe me, but I suffered repeated setbacks. Now the original family has suffered heavy casualties, but the future is still uncertain. I hope my brother will help you with all his strength. From now on, Feng will listen to you..."

"The Feng family leader is out of his opinion!"

If you respect me one foot, I will give you one foot. If you bully each other, I will give you a favor. This is the way to act without blame, and it is also the rule of his human nature.

Wujiu was rushing to the road and was talking to Feng Hengzi.

"Head of Feng Family, are you in your tribe?"

"Ah, there are as many as hundreds of disciples of the clan who have followed me to the Jade God Realm. Now there are only a few people left, and life and death are uncertain."

"Why not ask for your protection?"

"I am busy with things in the original world and have no time to care about it! If the original world is gone, how can my Feng family survive?"

"The head of the Feng family is public but forgets his own selfishness..."

"I am not as good as my brother..."

Wujiu suddenly stopped talking and raised his hand to signal.

Feng Hengzi stopped, but heard: "Head of Feng, wait for Lao Wan, Lao Chi!"

Wujiu explained and soared into the air, like a meteor flying away, a thousand miles away in an instant. Without a moment, he suddenly stopped the castration.

In the wind and snow ahead, there were messy figures fighting against each other, and then the lightning flashed and screams were endless.

The one who fought was Hai Yuanzi, Qingtian and other hundreds of cultivators in the original realm, and the other was tens of thousands of masters of the gods and groups of beasts. The one who fought for the first time was obviously trapped in a heavy siege and was still fighting desperately, but his power was weak and dangerous.

What about the many monks in the original realm? Why are there only hundreds of people left...

Wujiu didn't dare to think too much, so he flew away, raised his hand and hundreds of sword lights roared out. In an instant, blood and flesh flew across, causing both sides to panic. The jade crown and free figure above his head were too eye-catching, and someone shouted in surprise—

"Mr. No..."

"Don't be in love with the fight, retreat-"

Wujiu rushed into the crowd of people fighting, hundreds of sword lights slashed and slashed. With just a few breathing time, he separated the two sides of the battle. The sharp sword light still circled left and right and threatened the four directions. Hai Yuanzi, Qingtian took the opportunity to lead people to retreat, but he still committed suicide and shouted in a deep voice-
To be continued...