On the Ink Mountains, Xu Qing and the captain were escaping quickly in Cangwan.
The bloody armor on their bodies was now mostly broken into pieces, and their bodies were covered with shocking injuries.
Many wounds have rotted away, and their breath is extremely weak.
In particular, the two of them had some fatal injuries. One of Xu Qing's arms was paralyzed, there were several holes in his stomach, and his heart was bloody and bloody. It seemed that he had been blown open and was barely saved.
The same was true for the captain. In addition to the wounds on his kidneys, the most serious wound was on his neck, which seemed to be just about to be severed.
But it has to be said that the vitality of the Heitian clan is tenacious. Even with such injuries, they still galloped at full speed, with persistence and indifference in their eyes as the black blood was spilled.
It seems that death is nothing to them.
Behind them, Shanhezi and others were rapidly pursuing.
Kong Xianglong was not there, and his figure was now galloping in the other direction at full speed, heading towards the place where the signal came from.
While pursuing, Shanhezi and others were filled with evil spirits and strong murderous intent. From time to time, they would strike with secrets, and the fluctuations in their blood energy would become stronger.
The roaring sound also continued to echo at this moment, and Xu Qing was equally good as the captain. At this moment, a cold light flashed in the captain's eyes, and a large number of spears suddenly appeared behind him, whizzing towards the rear.
This is not the magic of the human race, but the magic of transformation from the Black Sky clan, which is astonishingly powerful.
Xu Qing's counterattack was even sharper. His eyes were filled with black light and he turned around suddenly. Suddenly, the black light in his eyes suddenly brightened, turning the area behind him into black, like a black spot appearing in the sky, rapidly expanding into the shape of a palm.
He grabbed it towards Shan Hezi and the others. The blackness inside seemed to be able to swallow up the sunlight. In the blink of an eye, it reached hundreds of feet. It looked amazing.
This scene shocked Shanhezi and others, almost thinking they had encountered the real Black Sky Clan.
The captain's heart also skipped a beat. In fact, this method is an extremely authentic Black Sky Clan technique.
During the roar, Shanhezi and others had to avoid it, and used all their strength to disperse the black light. While their minds were racing with their own thoughts, Xu Qing's attack was not over.
His body suddenly stopped, and when he faced Shanhezi and the others, his breathing was rapid. The black light in his eyes shone again at this moment, emitting the ultimate black color.
He slowly raised his right hand and violently grabbed Shanhezi and the other two people.
Under this grasp, powerful mental power exploded, making Xu Qing's simple grasp possess real power, but it was not a big black hand like before the transformation, but...control!
In an instant, Shan Hezi at the front trembled, and his eyes showed a struggle, but soon the struggle dissipated, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Chen, with a fierce look in his eyes.
The blood energy in his whole body exploded directly, and his body seemed to be out of control, rushing towards Wang Chen, and actually wanted to take action against Wang Chen.
This sudden change caused Wang Chen's complexion to change drastically, and Ye Ling was also shocked.
The two of them had no time to pursue, so they quickly stopped Shan Hezi. Ye Ling even spurted out a mouthful of blood in the demon state, turning into a blood sword and slashing in front of Shan Hezi.
This is a technique specifically used to deal with mental manipulation. At this moment, Ye Ling instinctively thought of the method Kong Xianglong told him about dealing with the talents of the Black Sky clan...
There was a loud bang with one slash, as if some invisible thread had been cut off.
Shanhezi trembled and recovered, but his expression was extremely depressed, and his eyes were even more horrified.
Xu Qing's mind buzzed, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His expression showed exhaustion, and he ran away quickly without looking back.
When passing by the Shenglan tribe's motorcade below, he didn't hesitate at all, with an indifferent look on his face, and raised his right hand to grab the ground.
Suddenly, the whole body of a four-legged beast was shaken, and it was directly controlled to rise into the air. Its body seemed to be crushed by nothingness, distorted visibly to the naked eye, collapsed in the blink of an eye, and its flesh and blood were blurred. Its vitality was drawn out, and it headed straight for Xu Qing.
Come.
Xu Qing took a breath and absorbed the vitality into his body. The fatigue in his expression obviously dissipated a little. When he wanted to continue, Shan Hezi and others chased after him again.
Xu Qing snorted and waved his hands violently. Dozens of monks from the Shenglan clan lifted into the air in shock, and seven or eight four-legged beasts that also took off were controlled by Xu Qing and headed straight for Shanhezi.
They all had hatred in their eyes for a moment, as if Shanhezi and the others were sworn in with them and roared away.
After doing this, Xu Qing roared into the distance.
The captain on the side was a little dumbfounded. Xu Qing's performance surprised him and was a bit inconsistent with the plan. But he quickly reacted, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and galloped with Xu Qing.
Go away quickly.
In mid-air, Shanhezi and others were filled with anger, and they immediately took action. In the roar, the bodies of those Shenglan tribesmen who were swept up instantly collapsed, and were crushed by Shanhezi and the others.
But the strange thing is that none of these Shenglan tribesmen screamed, and even the last look before death was still full of hatred.
On the ground, following Xu Qing's previous action, the Shenglan Clan's convoy was in chaos. The remaining Shenglan Clan monks were all horrified. Even the Jindan cultivators inside were extremely anxious and their expressions changed rapidly.
At the same time, the young man with the sixth palace's combat power also suddenly took off into the sky.
"Everyone from the Human Sword Holding Palace, we are the convoy of the Shenglan Clan's Zenith Kingdom, and we have your order from Marquis Yao of Fenghai County!" As he spoke, the young man quickly took out a jade slip, pinched it, and a rune suddenly appeared.
That is the rune of the Yao family, which represents protection!
After doing this, he looked gloomy
Looking at the three people from Shanhezi, the three people from Shanhezi had ugly expressions. They snorted coldly and ignored the Shenglan clan convoy. They jumped directly over and continued to pursue Xu Qing and the captain in the direction of escape.
While chasing, the three of them looked at each other instinctively, and they all saw the confusion and shock in each other's hearts.
Chen Erniu's actions seemed normal to them, but Xu Qing's actions... caused a big stir in their hearts.
In fact, Xu Qing's second attack was not only an authentic Black Sky Clan method, but also terrifyingly powerful, giving people a feeling that it was definitely not an ordinary Black Sky Clan.
Even if they hadn't witnessed Xu Qing's transformation with their own eyes before, and Xu Qing's heart was so bright, they would have felt that the other party was really the Heitian clan.
In particular, the control over Shanhezi seemed to be only the physical body, but Ye Ling and Wang Chen could see clearly that at that moment, Shanhezi was not only controlled physically, but also his mind was affected.
The same goes for those from the Shenglan tribe...
As for the specifics, because their understanding of the Black Sky Clan is limited, they can't say clearly, but they instinctively feel fear.
"It's obviously just acting, but why do I feel like it's real..." Shan Hezi smiled bitterly in his heart and sighed.
Ye Ling smiled bitterly like Wang Chen. When they continued to pursue, the traces of Xu Qing and the captain had disappeared. Kong Xianglong soon arrived and ordered a search with a gloomy expression.
In this way, time passed and soon late night fell.
In a secret cave in the Ink Mountains, Xu Qing sat cross-legged and meditated, occasionally spitting out black blood and trying his best to heal his wounds.
The captain sat next to him, looking gloomy and saying nothing.
After a while, Xu Qing's eyes flashed with black light, he raised his head, looked at the moon in the dark night, and spoke in a low voice.
"The moon in Shenglan Domain has no spirit."
The captain looked at Xu Qing. After a moment of silence, he also looked at the moon outside and sighed softly.
"Sir, I miss home too."
Xu Qing glanced at the captain. The title "Sir" was not what they had planned before, but he did not show any abnormality and spoke calmly.
"How is your contact with the Yi tribe? We need to buy the Xuantian Yaoyue Dan that turns into a human race as soon as possible."
"Yi Clan...huh?" The captain just spoke, but his expression changed instantly. He glanced coldly at the entrance of the cave. Under his gaze, a muffled sound came from outside the cave.
Then a rushing sound came from outside.
"The junior cultivator from Shenglan Tianding Academy, a lower clan, would like to see two adults from the upper clan."
A cold light flashed in the captain's eyes, and just when he was about to take action, Xu Qing raised his right hand slightly and spoke calmly.
"Come in."
As his words came out, a figure walked cautiously from the entrance of the cave. It was the young man with sixth-level combat power in the Shenglan tribe's motorcade.
The captain narrowed his eyes, quietly approached Xu Qing, and stood between Xu Qing and the young man.
The young man from the Shenglan tribe came over at this moment. When he saw Xu Qing and Chen Erniu, he took a deep breath and immediately knelt down with a respectful look on his face.
"Greetings to the superior clan!"
"How did you find us?" The captain said slowly with a cold light in his dark eyes.
"Reporting back to the superiors, Xiao Xiu has a rare spiritual pet that can find traces based on the smell of blood... After Xiao Xiu saw the two superiors during the day, he secretly searched for blood on the road and found it."
The Shenglan youth spoke in a low voice.
Xu Qing said nothing and watched calmly.
"What are you doing here!" The captain heard this and spoke in a low voice.
"Two senior clansmen, the sword holders outside are currently searching. No matter what the clan's plan is, it will be difficult to implement it. How about... let me escort the two clansmen back to our Shenglan clan first?"
"If our superiors have any needs, our Zenith Kingdom will do our best."
"I only hope that after my superiors are satisfied, they can grant me the blessings of Black Sky!" The young man from the Shenglan tribe raised his head, looking at Xu Qing and the captain with fanaticism in his eyes.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, outside the Shuimo Mountains, hundreds of red-skinned four-legged beasts from the Shenglan Tribe took long strides as usual, galloping towards the distance amidst the shaking of the ground and the sound of roaring.
The carriage on its back undulated with the jumping of the four-legged beast, but not a single mica stone inside fell off.
Only the scoldings of the Shenglan monks and the special whip in their hands were constantly swung and slapped on the four-legged beast, making it faster in the pain...
In this constant running, dust was kicked up all over the ground, which was blown away by the wind.
So looking from a distance, the dust here kept rising, as if there was a storm, and everything was blurry.
Until noon, the strong sunlight fell, trying to penetrate the moving storm, but it was still powerless.
But soon... amidst the rapid sound of whips, the roar of the ferocious beast suddenly became stronger, and its footsteps stopped one after another, as if its body was being restrained.
The storm also stopped.
When the dust gradually dispersed, hundreds of four-legged beasts were revealed inside, as well as vigilant monks from the Shenglan tribe standing above.
"Human sword holder, what do you mean?" A gloomy voice with a hint of anger came from the top of the ninth four-legged beast.
Immediately afterwards, the figure of the Sixth Palace young man with good blood from the Shenglan tribe stood up and looked ahead.
Wherever he looked, nothingness twisted, and four figures soon formed.
The person in front of him was Kong Xianglong. He had a cold face and a fierce look in his eyes. He glanced over the beast with its head and four legs, as if he was searching for it.
The three people next to him were Shanhezi, Wang Chen and Ye Ling. They dispersed at this moment, all the same
Also among those four-legged beasts.
"We have Yao Hou Shuling!" The face of the Shenglan youth changed and he spoke again.
"Noisy!" Kong Xianglong waved his hand and let out a cry. The Shenglan youth spurted out blood. The right side of his face suddenly bulged. His body rolled hundreds of feet to the left and hit a rock.
"Search carefully!" Kong Xianglong said calmly without even looking at the Shenglan youth.
Shanhezi and the other two men immediately flew into the convoy and searched the four-legged beasts one by one. They also checked every monk until they searched everything and found nothing.
Kong Xianglong snorted coldly and walked away. Shanhezi and the other three followed quickly and went to other areas together.
It wasn't until they were far away that the young man from the Shenglan tribe stood up, returned to the ninth four-legged beast, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and spoke as if nothing had happened.
"Keep on going."
Soon, the ground roared, dust and mist rose again, and the convoy moved forward in the direction of the border.
Until an hour later, the young man stood up and his body quickly shrank while making a hand gesture with his right hand. He seemed to have disappeared in the blink of an eye and turned into extremely tiny dust.
The red skin on the four-legged beast also magnified infinitely in his eyes, turning into an endless red earth.
It is full of vertical and horizontal ravines, and there are countless huge translucent hairs, like trees and pillars, but very soft.
At this moment, in the dark shadow formed by one of the huge hairs that curved like a cover and blocked the sunlight, Xu Qing and the captain were sitting cross-legged and breathing.
"I've seen you, sir. Please rest assured. The sword holder has gone far away." The young man from the Shenglan tribe arrived quickly and knelt down on one knee towards Xu Qing and the captain, with fanaticism in his eyes.