Three hundred and fiftieth chapters out of the wasteland
Yuwen Zhouyuan recited spells quickly in his mouth, and cast spells to clear away the remaining resentment and cruelty in the demon elixir. The rotten bone demon python demon puppet's solemn eyes gradually became numb and hollow, and the last resentment dispersed. Under Yuwen Zhouyuan's control,
Next, I walked around the deep bamboo forest and lay down in front of the bonfire again, very docile.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan finished casting the spell, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
It seems that this puppet technique is quite good. With his late-realm cultivation, he can just control this sixth-level demon puppet and prevent it from going berserk and out of control.
As for how to prevent the rotten bone demon python demon puppet from getting out of control, we could only try slowly. A sixth-level rotten bone demon python demon puppet with demon elixir was finally refined.
With this sixth-level demon puppet, Yuwen Zhouyuan can do more things. At least he no longer has to be trapped in a small deep stream several miles away. He can walk out of the deep stream and leave the desolate bad land.
, is what he must do.
The desolate and bad land is the most dangerous place in the Dongluo River Mountains. Besides monsters, it is definitely not a place where monks can stay for a long time.
Yuwen Zhouyuan controlled the rotten bone demon python demon puppet to explore the way ahead, walking in the rocky jungle. There were groups of wild fire golden luan in the clouds and mist on the mountainside of the desolate bad land. There was no need to think too much about the sky, he could only walk.
Leave by land.
Ordinary monsters are extremely sensitive to corpse energy and hate it very much. They are unwilling to be infected with the difficult corpse energy and will try to avoid it if they encounter it.
Wherever this rotten bone demon python demon puppet appears, generally low-level and mid-level demon beasts will actively avoid it.
Yuwen Zhouyuan followed the Rotten Bone Demon Puppet, trudging through the desolate and bad land, looking for a way out.
When encountering a small number of monsters below the sixth level, Yuwen Zhouyuan can also control the rotten bone monster python monster puppet to fight.
Only on rare occasions would he accidentally wander into a place where high-level monsters roamed, and encounter high-level monsters of the sixth level and above. If he accidentally provoked a monster with the early-level strength of a seventh-level true master,
, attracting their furious attack, the only option is to run for one's life frantically.
The Rotting Bone Demon Python Demon Puppet can spew out corpse energy, attack in a large area, and escape through corpse poison. Even a seventh-level monster is not willing to rush into a large area of corpse poison.
With Yuwen Zhouyuan's late-stage strength as a real person and a sixth-level rotten bone demon python demon puppet, as long as he is careful in the desolate and bad land and does not provoke a large group of terrifying high-level demonic beasts, he can protect himself without any problem.
Despite this, Yuwen Zhouyuan was still very careful to find a passable road.
Unknowingly, after spending several months exploring the path, Yuwen Zhouyuan arrived at the edge of the desolate bad land from the depths of the desolate bad land.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation level is still at the late stage of the Dzogchen Realm, his strength has improved by a full 30% due to fighting monsters along the way, and his ability to control the rotten bone demon python demon puppet has also improved a lot.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked back at the desolate land behind him. Recalling his experiences over the past few months, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Then he collected the skeleton of the rotten bone demon python in a storage bag, threw the cloud and mist heavenly tent magic weapon, and turned it into a ray of light.
Flying away from the dark clouds, it disappeared into the vast Dongluo River Mountains at an extremely fast speed.
Yu Wenzhou Yuanjia drove a group of dark clouds that were tens of feet in size, left the desolate bad land at an extremely fast speed, crossed the Dongluo River Glacier Cold Valley, and arrived at a plateau Gobi.
After flying to the Gobi Plateau, he began to occasionally see scattered small groups of monks fighting on the ground along the way. Yuwen Zhouyuan was surprised and began to be cautious. His flying speed quickly slowed down, flying fast and slow in the sky, toward
Drifting in the direction of Dongluo River City.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's cloud-mist heavenly tent weapon is very similar to ordinary clouds floating in the sky, but it has a very good concealment effect.
As long as there are a lot of clouds around, and the dark clouds don't reveal anything unusual, they can easily avoid the attention of most monks. Ordinary monks can hardly find that there is a monk lurking in the dark clouds in the sky, slowly coming from the sky.
fly by.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked down at the plateau and desert from time to time, trying to identify the identities of the monks who were fighting.
They are all low-level monks who have cultivated in this Zhenqi stage. Judging from their attire, it can be seen that there are both indigenous monks from the Dongluo River realm and foreigners. They are shouting loudly on the Gobi Desert and are having a great time fighting.
Yuwen Zhouyuan thought about it for a while and finally understood.
During the period when Yu Wen Zhouyuan was trapped in the desolate and bad land, for him, while cultivating and finding a way out of the desolate and bad land, more than half a year passed without him realizing it.
But for the monks trapped in Dongluohe City, facing more and more fierce battles, they are afraid that the situation in Dongluohe City has already changed, and it is no longer the Dongluohe City when he left.
I don’t know what the current situation of Dongluohe City is. There are still many low-level Zhenqi monks from the Dongluohe Realm around here, so the city should not have been breached by enemy monks.
Yuwen Zhouyuan speculated in his heart that he had no intention of interfering in the fighting of these low-level monks, and flew to Dongluohe City, intending to return directly to Dongluohe City and return to Elder Yan.
When he was only dozens of miles away from Dongluo River City, he put away the Yunwu Tianzhang magic weapon. He didn't want too many monks to know about the magic weapon he got from the Wuya True Emperor. Instead, he replaced it with a magic weapon.
He holds a low-level cyan flying sword and walks with the sword at low altitude.
Yuwen Zhouyuan flew for more than ten miles, and at this time he saw a group of twenty or thirty Zhenyuan monks from the Dongluo River Realm, leaving from the direction of Dongluo River City and hurried to the southwest.
Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at them casually and found that these monks were all disciples from the nine major cultivation forces, but he was not familiar with them, so he naturally ignored them.
When these monks saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan flying alone at low altitude in the Gobi Desert, they all looked sideways with surprise on their faces. They seemed to be very confused about Yu Wen Zhouyuan appearing alone in the Gobi Desert.
"Senior Brother Yuwen, is it you?!" The two sides were about to pass each other and leave. Among the group of Dongluohe monks, suddenly a young woman stopped and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, with a smile on her beautiful face.
It was a bit of an unexpected surprise, and I exclaimed in surprise.
Yuwen Zhouyuan heard that the voice seemed familiar, so he stopped quickly and looked carefully at the group of monks.
"Are you Senior Sister Ma?" Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but be surprised when he finally recognized an acquaintance - Ma Yuehua.
It turned out that Ma Yuehua came back the day after Liu Mode and Long Qiyun came back. It was lucky to say that because Jin Yongji and others went to chase Yuwen Zhouyuan and transferred the manpower away, otherwise Ma Yuehua would have died, so
She escaped.
What surprised Yuwen Zhouyuan even more was that these Zhenyuan cultivators were all a little gray-faced, seemed to be worried and nervous, and were in a hurry.
However, Ma Yuehua was more surprised than him at the moment.
Last year, Yuwen Zhouyuan and ten other monks went to the Glacier Cold Valley to perform a mission. Only three of them returned to Dongluo River City alive, and the rest of the monks died. In the list of casualties among the Lieyang Sect monks, Yuwen Zhouyuan was included in the list of casualties.
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For this reason, Ma Yuehua even felt sad for a while.
Now that Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly returned to Dongluo River City alive, the surprise in her heart was almost uncontrollable.
"Senior Brother Yuwen, it's really you! When we went on a mission together, where did you go after everyone was scattered, and why didn't you come back? Also, why did Senior Brother Long Qiyun and Junior Brother Liu Mode both say that you were killed in battle?
Did it fall?"
Ma Yuehua was pleasantly surprised and excitedly chirped a lot of questions, regardless of whether Yuwen Zhouyuan could answer them.
"I was separated from my brothers and sisters during the chaos, and ended up being trapped in a dangerous place in the Dongluo River Mountains. I just escaped from the trap a few days ago, and I rushed back to Dongluo River City." Yu Wenzhou
Yuan was helpless when pressed, so he simply explained.
Ma Yuehua nodded, and she immediately became angry again: "Then when you come back, why are you wandering here alone? Don't you know how dangerous it is near Dongluo River City? If you encounter an enemy monk, you will be thrown away in two or three times.
You will die. You can go on the mission with us now and return to the city together later, which will be safer."
Yuwen Zhouyuan was confused by Ma Yuehua's anger. This place is only twenty or thirty miles away from Dongluo River City. Is it unsafe?
While Yu Wen Zhouyuan and Ma Yuehua were talking, several young monks who were traveling with Ma Yuehua looked quite unhappy when they saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan and Ma Yuehua chatting as if no one was around.
"Junior Sister Ma, this person has quite a lot of evil in him. Is he a monk from your Lieyang Sect?" A middle-aged man from Shengyue City, who looked dignified and quite heroic, and wore yellow clothes, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said with a sullen face.
He felt that there was a faint weird aura about Yuwen Zhouyuan, which was very strange.
"Senior Brother Su, this Junior Brother Yuwen is of course a monk from our Lieyang Sect. Do I still admit my mistake?" Ma Yuehua wrinkled her nose and said very unhappy.
"That's not true. How could I doubt Junior Sister Ma! Since he is a monk from the Lieyang Sect, let's follow us on the mission. Having one more real monk is better than nothing. As long as you are careful, saving your life shouldn't be a problem."
After the man named Su learned Yu Wen Zhouyuan's identity, he smiled contemptuously and dismissed it.
Many real monks with no background are dispensable and pose no threat to high-level real monks like him.
"Brother Su, another toad wants to eat swan meat! It seems that we have one more competitor." A handsome monk with sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes sneered sarcastically next to him.
Apparently because Ma Yuehua was too excited to see Yuwen Zhouyuan, she felt uncomfortable.
"Brother Mao, with your status as a big Mao family in Luohua Castle, will you still take him seriously?" The middle-aged man named Su patted the handsome monk on the shoulder, and several other gorgeously dressed people nearby
The monk laughed.
Yuwen Zhou Yuanchao looked at the monks in front of him, his expression was dull, and he frowned. Among these monks, Su and Mao were obviously monks from famous families, and their cultivation level was extremely high, and they were a bit arrogant.
The others are ordinary Zhenyuan monks, and they are probably similar in strength to what he has shown.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was indifferent, and of course he would not argue. Ma Yuehua glared at Brother Su and Brother Mao angrily, and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with some worry.
Ma Yuehua was a little worried. Many of these monks were high-level monks from various sects, and they were usually arrogant and arrogant. If Senior Brother Yuwen got angry and had a quarrel or conflict with them, it would be very disadvantageous.
But she saw that Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expression was as cold as water, and he pretended that he didn't hear anything.
Doesn't he care?
For some reason, Ma Yuehua's mood suddenly dropped. She stamped her feet and said to everyone: "Let's go, carry out the mission!"