Six hundred and thirtieth chapters blood for alliance
In the end, Shang Shixu took the blame, Huangtian released the people, and Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu came out of Daozong and headed straight for the nearest city.
Daozong is far away from Canglan Sea. If Yu Jian flew over, the two of them would die from exhaustion.
So Fupo Sangluo decided to directly make a teleportation array to the northern city, and then use Yu Jian to go near the Fusheng Tower.
The two of them swiped their cards at the city at the foot of Daozong Mountain, and in the blink of an eye they teleported to the Cold Wind City near the Canglan Sea.
As soon as he stepped out of the teleportation array, Sang Luo felt that something was not right about the atmosphere around him.
"Go away, go away, don't block the road."
The guards behind the teleportation array began to urge people, and groups of young monks appeared in Howling City one after another.
Sang Luo moved his steps and walked out of the teleportation array with Chu Yanshu.
The strange thing is that after leaving the teleportation array, Howling City seemed to be back to normal, and nothing was wrong.
Howling City is located on the border between humans and demons, and the climate is bitter and cold. However, in recent years, there has been a large city defense formation, and aristocratic families have intervened, setting up Gongshan Hall and issuing missions. Many casual cultivators will pass here to slay demons for their military exploits.
, in exchange for cultivation materials.
At this moment, the street is quite prosperous, the surrounding shops are wide open, and there is an endless stream of casual cultivators coming and going.
Sang Luo frowned,
"Was it an illusion just now?"
Chu Yanshu pursed his lips slightly and said in a deep voice,
"No, there is indeed something wrong with Howling City."
Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu, who tilted his head and whispered in her ear,
"Howling Wind City has three boundaries between humans and demons. To the north is the border of Canglan Sea, and to the south is the Yueming Mountain Range. There are many casual cultivators who come to exchange military exploits for resources and go to the Yueming Mountain Range to look for opportunities. The air should be
It smells like blood."
Sang Luo listened and glanced at the casual cultivators on the street. Although the casual cultivators were dressed casually, there was a faint fragrance on their bodies, and there was no smell of blood that had been on the battlefield all year round. Indeed, something was wrong.
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She was thinking about what to do next, and the next moment, a male voice came from behind,
"Hey, isn't this a direct descendant of the Xuanyuan Sect? How come you have come to my Cold Wind City like this?"
The two of them turned their heads, and what they saw was a young man in red clothes with a brocade belt. He was holding a jade fan in his hand, and he waved it twice from time to time to pretend to be elegant, and looked at him with a look of disdain on his face.
Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu,
"Isn't this Senior Sister Sang Luo, who is at the top of the Little Heaven Ranking, and her good-for-nothing fiancé? Why, why don't you prepare for the Hongmeng Secret Realm in Xuanyuan Sect and come to Howling City when you have time?"
Sang Luo stared at him for a long time. Maybe because there were too many things going on recently, he didn't remember who this person was, but he looked familiar.
"Who are you?"
The girl's eyes were full of hesitation. She really didn't remember who he was.
When the boy in red heard what Sang Luo said, he almost became angry and said angrily,
"Su family, Su Jinyu! You don't remember who I am?!"
What does it mean to punch cotton?!
That’s it!
Su Jinyu was very angry, and he still wanted to provoke.
But Sang Luo said coolly,
"Oh, Su Jinyu, I remember that you didn't even make it into the top twenty in the Little Sky Ranking Competition, but Chu Yanshu made it into the top five. If you say he is a waste, aren't you even worse than a waste?"
As she spoke, she glanced at Su Jinyu up and down, and sneered,
"Hey, you're in the middle stage of Nascent Soul? Why are your steps still so sloppy? You must be taking drugs."