There was no time in the mountains. When Song Dong and Wang Dong's team separated for two hours, the whole sky was already dark, and the destruction of the plank road was still in progress. Wang Dong could still discern the direction along the plank road, not to mention that he still had a compass in his hand, so the march did not stop.

.

If Song Dong and the others wanted to return to South Korea, they only had to walk south. However, it was difficult to tell the direction in the mountains at night, and they did not have a compass in hand. Therefore, after it was dark, in order to avoid taking the wrong road, they had to find a hidden place.

Rest on the ground.

"We've been fighting all day today. You two should rest quickly. I'll keep watch and leave at dawn!"

They can tell the direction as soon as the sun comes out. In places where it is easy to get lost, the sun is always the best guide.

The place he found for the night was on the side and back of a cliff. From the outside, it was difficult to notice anyone behind it. However, it was still in the Duanya Mountains in Western Qin. Zhang Qing had to be cautious, so he decided to keep vigil.

After hearing Zhang Qing's words, Song Dong and Zhao Yanting looked at each other, and at the same time the word "opportunity" rose in his heart.

"Uncle Zhang Qing, let's keep vigil, we're not tired at all!" Song Dong immediately said to Zhang Qing.

"Stop talking nonsense, I can't bear such a high-intensity battle. How can you two kids not be tired? Take a rest quickly." Zhang Qing immediately said with a straight face, since Wang Dong handed this boy over to him

, I must protect him.

When Song Dong heard this, he was not surprised but overjoyed. The words "I can't bear it" let him know that there was really a chance. After a quick exchange with Zhao Yanting in his heart, Zhao Yanting immediately said: "Uncle Zhang, let's leave the vigil to us.

A great samurai and a martial artist can't keep up the night watch. What's more, we won't be able to get out of the Duanya Mountains in the next few days. Are you so busy during the day that you have to keep watch at night? You definitely won't be able to hold on."

When Zhang Qing heard this, his heart moved, and he felt that what Zhao Yanting said made sense.

"Furthermore, Song Dong and I can rest while taking turns keeping vigil. There will definitely be no problem in traveling during the day. If something unexpected happens, you will definitely be the main combat force. As long as we don't delay your retreat, you must have a good rest.

"

Zhang Qing was really moved this time, and her face was still a little hesitant.

But Song Dong knew at a glance that they had succeeded. Song Dong, who had been born in two generations, had a grasp of people's hearts no worse than those old foxes. The words just said might not be so convincing if it were said by him, but Zhao Yanting is

Growing up under his nose, Zhang Qing had unconditional trust in Zhao Yanting and knew his abilities very well.

So in the end Zhang Qing nodded and said: "Okay, just do as Master Yanting said, but be sure to wake me up if anything happens."

"I got it, Uncle Zhang Qing, don't worry." Song Dong showed a bright smile.

After cleaning up, Song Dong climbed up the cliff, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested. What they had just told Zhang Qing was that Song Dong would be on duty for the first half of the night, and Zhao Yanting would be on duty for the second half of the night.

So not far from where Zhang Qinghe lay down, Zhao Yanting was also resting holding his spear.

An hour later.

Suddenly a pair of eyes opened behind Song Dong, but Zhang Qing didn't fall asleep for some unknown reason.

Looking at Song Dong's figure still sitting cross-legged, and the sound of Zhao Yanting's even breathing not far away from him, the man whose face couldn't hide his fatigue closed his eyes again, and after a while, he could hear even breathing.

Voice.

It was at this time that a smile appeared on Song Dong's lips.

The breathing of a person while sleeping is different from the breathing of a person pretending to sleep. Although the difference is very small and difficult for people to hear, Song Dong is just such a person.

I really miss those lessons at the Siberian Hunter School in my previous life.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Yanting, who was obviously sleeping not far from Zhang Qing, opened his eyes silently.

"Be careful on the road, go early and come back early."

Song Dong's eight words appeared in Zhao Yanting's mind. He didn't say anything, and the body holding the spear quickly disappeared into the night.

The blood skull can absorb and transform blood energy, so its sensitivity to blood, or sense of smell, is unmatched. At this time, the nearest source of blood to them is the thousands of people who were wiped out in the water pool plank road stronghold.

Brigade.

Through the guidance of the bloody skull, Zhao Yanting will find his destination accurately in the dark night.

Song Dong also thought about other plank road strongholds, but firstly, time did not allow them to be so greedy, Zhao Yanting must wake up before dawn, and secondly, Song Dong did not know those plank road strongholds that had not been completely destroyed.

Most of the people were still there, or they had left, so in the end the water pool plank road base became their only choice.

After all, traveling at night is no better than traveling during the day, so it took Zhao Yanting a full three hours to arrive at the water pool plank road stronghold. It was silent in the dark night. Except for the strong smell of blood announcing the battle during the day, everything was so peaceful.

"Xuee, let's start, we have to hurry up!"

Blood-e is the name given by Zhao Yanting to the blood-e skull. Although since the death sickle pulled out the origin of the blood-e skull, its original spirit has been greatly reduced. Although it cannot communicate, for those who are integrated with it,

Zhao Yanting's orders can still be clearly distinguished.

In the dark night, a bloody skull flew out of Zhao Yanting's chest. In the hollow head, a big mouth opened, flying over the water pool plank road stronghold. Wherever it passed, whether it had flowed out or was still among the dead,

All the blood in the body flows back to the sky and is completely absorbed by its mouth.

It was like countless bloody rainbows gathered together, and there was a strange beauty in the dark night sky.

Zhao Yanting stared at this scene blankly and felt the blood in his body boiling. He found that he liked this feeling very much. Is this the feeling of the Blood God's blood boiling?

Suddenly, Zhao Yanting felt that his vitality after being promoted to the level of martial artist had just stabilized, and at this time he actually took a step forward. It turned out that this was the effect of the blood of the blood god boiling.

Looking at the bloody skull with blood gathering in the night sky, Zhao Yanting felt that he was stronger than ever before.

…

At the moment when the bloody skull was absorbing the blood, a few hundred miles away from the base of the water pool plank road, a black shadow floating in the sky suddenly stopped.

"It's the smell of the flowery valley."

This voice was full of surprises. It was Nu Yi who was looking for Zhao Yanting, and he could actually feel the aura emitting from the blood skull as it absorbed the blood.

"In this direction!"

After determining the direction, Nu Yi's figure suddenly accelerated. After tumbling about in the flower-scented valley for so long, he found nothing. Just after Nu Yi gave up, this kind of breath unexpectedly appeared again. The feeling of regaining something that was lost made Nu Yi feel very excited.

…

Zhao Yanting naturally had no way of knowing all of this, and the blood-e skull, whose spirit was greatly reduced, did not notice that someone could distinguish its aura and followed it.

It just absorbs blood straight away.

The blood of thousands of people is a piece of cake for the Blood Skull, especially after the Death Scythe repaired its second function 'Blood Guard Hall', its ability to absorb blood has also been strengthened, or restored.

a little.

So five minutes later, there was no trace of blood left in the entire pool valley, and there were only thousands of mummies scattered around.

The absorbed blood skull flashed a red light and penetrated into Zhao Yanting's body again. Zhao Yanting's body shook, and at that moment, infinite power seemed to explode in his heart.

"reply ASAP!"

At this moment, Song Dong's voice was transmitted into Zhao Yanting's mind again through the body of the Blood-e Skull, and Zhao Yanting felt that half of the thousands of people's blood that the Blood-E Skull had just absorbed had suddenly disappeared, and half began to move toward

Blood energy can be transformed.

The half of the blood that disappeared was naturally moved by Song Dong to the Blood Guard Hall in the God of Death's otherworldly space.

Zhao Yanting didn't waste any time, figured out the direction and returned immediately.

…

Just when the blood-e skull was absorbed and re-entered Zhao Yanting's body, Nu Yi's flying body suddenly paused and stopped.

"It's gone. Why has that aura disappeared?"

There was a little surprise on Nu Yi's face.

"Does that thing know that I'm looking for it, or does it mean that its owner is very cunning and releases it for a very short time, no more than five minutes?"

"Then I don't know when I'll have to wait until I feel its breath next time, no!"

Following the direction where the bloody skull finally disappeared, Nu Yi's speed accelerated again.

Zhao Yanting and Song Dong didn't know that they had escaped a fatal danger invisibly. If Nu Yi had been very close at that time, they might have been doomed.

But there are not so many ifs and possibilities in history.

…

Song Dong, who had no idea that he had escaped a fatal danger, had already focused all his attention on the 'Blood Guard Palace', or rather on the blood pool where the Blood Guards were made in the Blood Guard Palace.

"Sickle, sickle, there is already blood, what else to do!"

Song Dong's excited voice shouted in his head, and the sound of the death sickle reappeared.

"Just this little blood is worth your excitement, it's really worthless!"

"Then why don't you save more at that time? You still have this blood and you can't absorb it anymore."

"Okay, I got it." After being exposed, the Death Scythe no longer struck Song Dong, and said directly: "The spiritual power is connected to the Blood Guard Palace. Just form the shape of the Blood Guard you want in your mind.

And if it is formed this time, the Blood Guard Hall will have a record, so you won’t have to go to such trouble next time.”

"oh!"

Knowing the method, Song Dong no longer paid attention to the Death Scythe and began to imagine the shape of the Blood Guard. Of course, except for the humanoid warrior, there was really no other image of a warrior in Song Dong's mind.

Soon, a strong man over two meters tall and with muscles all over his body emerged from the blood pool.

Huh!

Suddenly Song Dong let out a light sigh, looked at the little blood remaining in the blood pool and said, "Can the blood of these five hundred people only produce two of these blood guards?"
Chapter completed!