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Chapter 85

Hum!

As the blue sky bull monster let out a low roar, the beast cart began to move forward at a slow speed.

Eight guards instantly rushed to the front of the beast cart, and eight more guards were behind.

Two maids in yellow clothes were on the left and right, and Uncle Chen was driving the beast chariot himself.

Jiang Jiu also followed, behind the guards behind the beast cart.

However, Jiang Jiu didn't care. Within this distance, he could still use his spiritual sense to detect Jiang Xiaoyu's situation.

If an unexpected situation occurs, he can also take action to protect Jiang Xiaoyu as soon as possible.

It was extremely safe to move forward.

Even some monsters living in the valley near the road may have sensed the strength of this group of people and did not dare to provoke them easily.

"Miss, our experience went very smoothly this time, there shouldn't be any big problems!" Uncle Chen said as he drove the car towards the beast cart.

"Don't take it lightly. This time we come out to practice is of great significance. We must not make any mistakes." Song Hongqin's voice came from the beast cart. His voice was as clear and sweet as a lark, but there was an invisible momentum in his tone.

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That kind of momentum is formed naturally, with a kind of nobility and elegance, just like the snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain, which can be viewed from a distance but cannot be desecrated.

"Don't worry, Miss! Chen will do his best and will not let Miss down." Uncle Chen seemed to be afraid of Song Hongqin and said quickly.

"That's good! Everyone, please be more vigilant! If something goes wrong on this trip, I will be severely punished!" Song Hongqin's somewhat cold voice came from the beast cart, with an invisible sense of oppression.

Everyone cheered up, because not far away was the territory of the bandits.

"The place where the bandits lived is called the Holy Meteor Ridge. It is said that an ancient saint once fell here. After that saint fell, he left many traces of the battle. These traces remain, even if thousands of years have passed.

Years ago, it still possesses the terrifying power of destruction..."

"Therefore, there have always been many crises in the Holy Meteor Ridge, and there are even Tao Yun left by the saint that persist for a long time and turn into the power of the field, making it impossible for the monks to fly!"

"There are still many dangers in the Holy Meteor Ridge. The bandits have been here for a long time and have gradually figured out some of the rules of the Holy Meteor Ridge..."

"It is by using those rules that they can completely dominate the Holy Meteor Ridge, and even some powerful forces can't do anything to them."

A maid in yellow read it to everyone while examining the records about the Holy Meteor Ridge in her hand.

"Miss, there is great danger in the Holy Meteor Ridge, we must be careful!" The maid in yellow took a deep breath and said solemnly.

"It turns out that this place is the Holy Meteor Ridge. It seems that we must be extremely careful during this trip!" Uncle Chen's voice also became solemn.

As a saint-level existence, Tao Yun can exist forever.

Anything with a holy word is extraordinary and unpredictable.

It is recorded in ancient books that a strand of a saint's hair can crush mountains and rivers, a sword's will can last forever, a tear can fill a large lake, and the power of a palm can extinguish dozens of miles of life. His strength is boundless.

Even if they have died in battle, the traces they left behind can still turn into a desperate place, terrifying and boundless.

Now they actually have to pass by a place where a saint fell. Just thinking about it makes people feel uneasy.

"No wonder the bandits ahead are said to be the most difficult and dangerous place. It turns out it has something to do with the saint." Jiang Jiu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He knows that the realm of a saint is extremely profound and his power is unpredictable.

The realm of saints is located after the realm of kings. There are only a handful of strong men in the realm of kings in the entire Great Xia Dynasty. Saints are legendary existences, and it is difficult to find traces in the real world.

But now, they actually have to experience the place where the saint fell. How can they not be frightened?

"Don't be too pessimistic. Maybe there is some chance! After all, it is related to the saint." Song Hongqin said lightly.

"Miss, what you said is absolutely true! Miss is extremely talented and blessed. She might even get a great opportunity in the Holy Meteor Ridge." Uncle Chen quickly agreed.

Everyone heard the flattery, but they didn't take it personally.

Even if there was any chance of a place like Saint Meteor Ridge where saints fell, it would have been taken away by the top powers long ago. How could it be left to them again?

But then again, such things as chance can only be obtained by those who are destined to do so.

Maybe there are some opportunities that even the top powers have not discovered.

"I also want to see the place where the saint fell! I just hope it won't delay my trip!" Jiang Jiu said to himself.

There is only one final hurdle left in this journey. After passing the Holy Meteor Ridge, we are not far from the Ice and Fire City.

Ice and Fire City is located under the Ice and Fire Taoist Temple and is one of the largest industries of the Ice and Fire Taoist Temple. Once you get there, you have reached the territory of the Ice and Fire Taoist Temple.

call out!

Suddenly, an arrow flew from the forest in front, carrying a long soul power tail with great power, and headed straight for the beast cart.

Cang!

However, the arrow feather was easily stopped by Uncle Chen who was driving the car with the dragon-headed sword in his hand, and chopped it to the ground.

"Who dares to shoot my young lady? You are so brave. Come out and die immediately!" Uncle Chen immediately stopped the cart, his eyes were full of coldness, and he shouted coldly.

Uncle Chen exuded a powerful aura, and the air around him seemed to be distorted. He was strong and fearless.

In this team, he is the one with the highest cultivation level, and the rest are only below the third level of Daohai Realm.

However, there was no response from the mountains and forests ahead, and no arrow feathers were shot out again, as if the arrow just now was just an illusion.

"You two, go to the front to investigate. If there is any abnormal movement, retreat immediately and report it." Uncle Chen frowned deeply and ordered to the two guards in front.

The two guards rushed out and advanced cautiously holding the Horcrux dragon-headed sword.

They approached the jungle more than 300 meters away step by step. The closer they got, the more inexplicably uneasy they felt.

Jiang Jiu and others were watching them nervously from behind, wanting to see who was there in the jungle.

However, under the gaze of everyone, the two guards entered the jungle safely without any sound being heard.

It wasn't until a while later that everyone realized something was wrong.

"Why...why haven't they come back yet?"

"Something's wrong, there's something wrong with that jungle!"

The two women in yellow spoke with serious expressions.

"Wang Man, Su Geng, what's going on over there?" Uncle Chen couldn't help shouting.

However, there was no response from the jungle three hundred meters away, and there was dead silence.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and a feeling of coldness could not help but rise in their hearts.

"They...I'm afraid they have suffered an accident and died!" Song Hongqin's voice came out from the beast cart, with a solemn tone.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts sank. When they looked at the inconspicuous jungle again, their feelings changed.

It became heavy, and became a little fearful and fearful.


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