"Run away?" Yang Cheng's face showed an urge to chase after him, but he immediately held it back.
Although he knew that the eighth level of Baipao Qi Refining must have been seriously injured and might be hiding nearby, it was no longer important to Yang Cheng.
Moreover, even though his companions were dead, he was able to escape, which shows that it is definitely not simple.
After all, the other party is an immortal cultivator whose cultivation level is two levels higher than that of Yang Cheng. He does not want to fall into another crisis again because of a small loss.
Yang Cheng was in a good mood and picked up the tall monk's storage bag. Another fireball popped out, turning the tall monk's body into ashes. Then he turned around and looked at the other big guy with a complicated expression.
Speaking of which, the Evil Soul King had deceived the two of them despite being an accomplice with Yang Cheng.
Ever since the immortal cultivators in the foundation-building period were set on fire by Yang Cheng, the Evil Soul King, whose body had shrunk in part, began to follow Yang Cheng and let out a cry from time to time.
Yang Cheng could let this big guy go, but the thought of being followed all the way made him feel uncomfortable.
Moreover, once he let this guy go, it was very likely that the other party would cause a huge wave in the Blood Fiend Plain and kill countless immortal cultivators who entered it. Yang Cheng felt that he could not let him do whatever he did.
After all, this big guy was led by Yang Cheng. Although he can be immune, other immortal cultivators cannot. He cannot watch other immortal cultivators being innocently killed without being cold-blooded and indifferent.
Sighing, Yang Cheng controlled the Qingming Sword to fly in the air, and after striking seven or eight blows on the Evil Soul King, something finally fell out.
"Eh!" Yang Cheng couldn't help but feel happy again as he picked up the Soul Bead, which was as big as a child's fist. He didn't expect such a harvest at all, and was very surprised.
After taking a look at the Evil Soul King's evil spirit that was about to completely dissipate, Yang Cheng sorted it out, turned around and stepped into the mist...
The terrain in the Blood Fiend Plain is ups and downs, and there are traces of damage everywhere. For example, half of the mountain has been missing for no apparent reason, a huge ravine shaped like a sword mark, etc.
Shockingly, when I think of the legend that this place was once an ancient battlefield, I can't help but feel intimidated.
In front of a high cliff, Yang Cheng stood on the edge of the cliff, looking down at the evil aura coming out of the dark cliff from time to time, his eyes seemed thoughtful.
There are too many ravines like this, criss-crossing and stretching for dozens or even hundreds of miles, and some of them are even deeper than they can be traced.
Yang Cheng was surprised at first, but he was bold enough to go in and observe.
Because it was rumored that someone once picked up fragments of magic weapons in the Blood Demon Field. Yang Cheng relied on his immunity to the evil spirit, so he also wanted to see if he could find anything among them.
However, when entering a cave, Yang Cheng spread out his spiritual consciousness to search around, and unexpectedly collided with a huge consciousness.
When he realized that this awareness was far greater than the pressure brought by Master Zhang on him, Yang Cheng was suddenly startled and broke into a cold sweat, and he quickly retreated.
Fortunately, although he felt a trace of malice from that consciousness, for some reason, the other party had no intention of taking action against Yang Cheng and allowed Yang Cheng to leave the cave smoothly and return to the ground.
When he turned around, Yang Cheng realized that the other party seemed to be imprisoned by something, so he couldn't take action.
But since then, Yang Cheng no longer dared to explore at will.
After experiencing things like the Evil Soul King and the huge consciousness that far exceeded the foundation building stage, Yang Cheng was convinced that there was more to the Blood Evil Plain than the introduction he had seen, and there must be more secrets hidden in it.
But this is not something he can participate in during the Qi Refining Period.
Yang Cheng stared at the distance for a while, but when he noticed that there seemed to be a figure moving on the cliff opposite, he immediately turned around and left...
The north of Xuesha Plain is close to the Xia Kingdom, but because the two are blocked by the vast yellow sand, it is inconvenient to travel between them, and it eventually becomes a sparsely populated place.
Occasionally, if a cultivator passes by this place accidentally, he will never stop, but will speed away.
One day four months later, from the edge of the yellow sand and the mist of the Blood Demon Field, a young man walked out.
The young man was none other than Yang Cheng. After spending several months, he finally passed through the Bloody Evil Plain. At this moment, looking at the sky in front of him where there was finally no trace of the evil spirit, he couldn't help but feel excited.
However, when Yang Cheng took out a jade slip from his storage bag and compared the simple map depicted on it with the yellow sand desert and desolate scenery in front of him, he couldn't help but frown slightly and smiled bitterly again in disbelief.
The Xuesha Plain marked on the map is tens of thousands of miles across. However, the specific terrain is narrow from east to west and long from north to south, shaped like a huge date stone.
But what happened to Yang Cheng was that because he was being chased, he entered the Blood Evil Plain from the south in a hurry.
Afterwards, with constant twists and turns and the direction becoming even more difficult to distinguish, he unexpectedly chose the longest road and passed through the Blood Fiend Plain from the north.
"What bad luck!" Yang Cheng murmured, reaching out and gently touching the skin on his face, feeling a stinging pain.
The evil spirit in the Blood Evil Source will continue to corrode the body. After staying there for such a long time, Yang Chengdu noticed that his skin was very rough.
Fortunately, it is finally out now, and it should not take long for it to return to normal.
However, the time for returning to the sect must have been overdue, and I don’t know how Uncle Zhang will be punished by then.
After watching for a while, Yang Cheng released the Qingming Sword, and the sword flew in one direction.
Flying all the way, all that could be seen was a desert of yellow sand with few other colors, which made Yang Cheng's heart sink.
After Yujian flew intermittently for more than a day, relying entirely on elixirs to support him along the way, Yang Cheng finally saw a peak formed by several hills appearing in front of him.
And looking from a distance, there seemed to be some green plants in the canyon, so with a thought in mind, he controlled the Qingming Sword to slowly fall down.
After flying without sleep for such a long time, Yang Cheng felt tired and needed to find a place to take a good rest.
Yang Cheng had not seen green plants for a long time. When he saw them now, he felt an indescribable sense of intimacy in his heart.
After falling to the ground, Yang Cheng quickly began to explore around the canyon.
The hills are basically composed of sand, with few large stones, so they are severely desertified due to the erosion of wind and sand.
It seems that Yangcheng estimates that within a few years, this area will completely turn into a piece of sandstone.
After checking, no trace of anyone was found, which made Yang Cheng feel relieved. There were also countless small caves on the cliff, which were left by unknown wild animals.
However, the cave was too small to accommodate Yang Cheng, and it was not safe. When he saw a rare large stone exposed on the cliff not far away, Yang Cheng suddenly had an idea.
Arriving next to the boulder, Yang Cheng took the Qingming Sword and started chopping from the edge of the boulder. This chapter has been completed!
