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Chapter 460 Escape

Chapter 460 Escape

Author: Lone Wing

Chapter 460 Escape

Lin Qianxing didn't know what would happen if he was infected by the power of the blood moon.

But for now, it seems like nothing has changed.

Perhaps this is just like the imprint of the Immortal Mother in the Visualization Picture Book, just to add a mark to you or something like that.

After leaving the Blood Moon Palace, Lin Qianxing found that the entire Yunlong Sect was in chaos.

Things happened so suddenly that there was no time to prepare.

Who would have thought that a peaceful place of practice half a day ago was now a disaster place shrouded in devouring fog and constantly invaded by strange beasts?

Soon, Mo Ling arrived with the key disciples from Zifeng Temple, and Master Yunlong was also fully prepared.

A total of tens of thousands of people from both sides began to flee, heading towards the Blackstone Plains.

"Ho~!"

A huge monster walked out of the fog, quickly picked up a disciple at the end of the team, and then disappeared into the fog.

This series of things happened so fast that even the great masters of Yunlong Sect were unable to react.

As for Master Yunlong, from the very beginning he did not regard the Yunlong Sect disciples other than the true disciples and the supreme elders as his own, so naturally he was not willing to waste his energy on them.

I don’t know how many years I will continue in this industry. If I am not strong enough, I will be eliminated.

Lin Qianxing and the others also passed by some human cities on the way, but they saw that those cities were in dilapidated condition, with only traces of blood and not even human bones remaining.

Some cities have even completely disappeared.

The Devouring Mist itself seems to be connected to another space, and there are infinite weird existences in it.

Once it is shrouded in the Devouring Mist, it means endless danger is approaching.

Therefore, the means of shielding the Devouring Mist are particularly valuable.

The disciples of Yunlong Sect and Zifeng Temple left less and less. Two days later, everyone rushed to the Black Rock Plain. Of the tens of thousands who set out at the beginning, only more than three thousand were left.

These more than 3,000 people are all monks at least spiritual level or above.

Only in this way can they save their lives when the crisis comes.

Lin Qianxing and the others were not the first ones to arrive at the Blackstone Plains. Jian Zun, Thunder Wolf, Man San and the others were even faster.

However, the combined number of the three of them is only over 5,000.

It was not difficult for Lin Qianxing to tell from their condition how heavy their losses had been along the way.

After asking around in the Blood Moon Palace, Lin Qianxing and others waited for another half a day before Jin Mu finally arrived with her followers.

She brought the largest number of people, more than 30,000 people.

However, many of them are just ordinary people who will come into contact with spiritual practice.

"They can't keep up." Sword Master reminded kindly.

Jinmu shook his head and said: "We are already in front of our eyes. If we can save him, we will save him."

No one said much. Anyway, their speed will not slow down. If those people can't keep up, they will naturally be eliminated.

Immediately, the team continued to move forward.

Those who followed Jinmu recited the teachings of Wu Kong Sect, and a faint golden light enveloped their bodies, but they managed to follow the team.

Lin Qianxing saw the doorway inside.

This is clearly a matter of drawing on the power of a powerful person through faith.

The belief of the Wu Kong Sect can only be the Wu Kong Goddess.

In this doomsday-like disaster situation, their faith may become more pious than ever before.

This large group of people kept moving, getting closer and closer to the Fuyao border.

The most common problem everyone encountered along the way was monsters.

Those strange beasts in the devouring fog seem to be endless, and they keep appearing frequently.

The bigger ones are fine, but the smaller ones, with some weird methods, will cause some people in the team to fall down if not careful, and then implicate a lot of people.

This kind of thing happens more often among the people of the Wukong Sect. Whenever they encounter a living person along the way, they will ask them to join them.

However, as more and more people died, the golden light attached to everyone in the Wu Kong Sect became more and more intense.

Lin Qianxing thought thoughtfully. Jin Mu saved so many people, perhaps not entirely out of kindness.

This group of devout believers is probably what she wants.

As night falls, tired people begin to rest.

The problems of shelter and food were all easily solved.

Jin Mu, Master Yunlong, Jian Zun and others all had space props in their hands. Before leaving, they carried a large amount of supplies.

As for housing, that's not a problem either.

Each tent that can be assembled automatically can be lived in after being taken out.

Everyone in the Blood Moon Alliance began planning their escape a long, long time ago. This departure may seem hasty, but in fact it is considered well-prepared.

Lin Qianxing sat cross-legged on a slightly higher place, his own Qi completely pushing away the surrounding fog hundreds of meters away.

However, within this scope, there is still nothing much that can be done.

What he is thinking about now is that the ancestor of the Gu family can use his own energy to expel the eating fog across a country. How strong is he in such a wide range?

This time, the ancestor of the Gu family has transformed into an immortal demon. How terrifying must his strength be?

"Are you here?" Mo Ling's voice came from behind Lin Qianxing.

Lin Qianxing did not look back and asked: "How many people are left in Zifeng Temple?"

"More than two hundred people," Mo Ling said.

Zifeng Temple is not a big force, with only a few thousand people in total.

It was only Mo Ling's high level of cultivation that made Zifeng Temple famous.

They can retain more than 200 people, and the casualty ratio is considered very low.

After all, there are only a little over 2,000 people left in Yunlong Sect now, and with Master Yunlong's disregard for ordinary disciples, there may be even fewer who can follow him in the future.

"What do you think this eating fog is?" Lin Qianxing sighed.

"I don't know either. Since I was born, I have known that there is the Mist-Eating Mist in the outside world. There are endless strange beasts and dangerous things in it. Even the great masters are faced with many dangers when they walk in the Mist-Eating Mist." Mo Ling replied. road.

Lin Qianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly asked: "Do you think the Devouring Mist is a strange thing?"

"The strange thing is something different from the ordinary. The Devouring Mist has always existed, so it shouldn't be a strange thing, right?" Mo Ling said.

"How do you know that the Devouring Mist existed from the beginning? What if there was no such mist at the beginning of the creation of heaven and earth?" Lin Qianxing said.

Mo Ling did not refute, but just said: "If that's true, that would be great."

Lin Qianxing really wanted to try if he could use his spirit to pull a ray of fog over, but when his spirit penetrated into the fog, it was immediately eliminated, and he couldn't even get close.

After thinking about it, Lin Qianxing suddenly took a deep breath and wanted to swallow the Devouring Mist into his mouth.

Not to mention, although Mist Devouring is not affected by spiritual power, he can actually affect it directly by inhaling.

"Huu~huhu~!!"

Lin Qianxing's lung capacity was extremely large, and wisps of swallowing mist were sucked in by him.

"Lin Kong, what are you doing!!" Mo Ling asked in horror.

Lin Qianxing didn't answer. The next moment, a wisp of mist was taken into his mouth and he swallowed it smoothly.

"Are you okay?" Mo Ling asked Lin Qianxing.

There are not many people or creatures who have swallowed the Mist for some reason, but without exception, they have all been transformed.

Lin Qianxing's move at this time naturally shocked Mo Ling.

Lin Qianxing showed a smile on his face and said to Mo Ling: "I think I can answer your question. The Devouring Mist is a strange thing."

That's right, after Lin Qianxing swallowed the Devouring Mist, the power of the Devouring Mist took effect, allowing him to digest the Devouring Mist and turn it into his own attributes.

To him at this moment, the Devouring Mist was astonishingly a substance like the vitality of heaven and earth.

However, Lin Qianxing also discovered another characteristic of the Devouring Mist, that is, it only reacts to the Qi of living beings, and natural Qi is useless.

Because of this, popularity can drive away the fog.

Only by swallowing, can he use his own Qi to draw the Devouring Mist into his mouth.

Lin Qianxing had an idea at this moment, that is, one day, he could directly devour all the Devouring Fog in the world with his own body, and then there would be no Devouring Mist in this world.

Mo Ling saw that Lin Qianxing was fine, and she felt relieved.

Just when she was about to say something, at the edge of the fog where Lin Qianxing and her popularity were separated, a strange wisp of darkness appeared under the light of the blood moon.

The two of them discovered the darkness almost at the same time, and then looked at each other, knowing what had happened.

The black energy of the Immortal Demon has invaded.

The next moment, the two people suddenly took off and returned towards the camp.

"The black energy is coming!"

Before Lin Qianxing arrived at the camp, he took the lead in mentally transmitting messages to Master Yunlong and others.

"Why so fast?" Master Yunlong and others asked with shocked expressions.

They made a quick decision right away.

Everyone in the camp began to quickly pack up their things and prepare to continue on their way.

This time, things happened more suddenly.

When everyone started to go on the road, the black energy was already chasing after them, quickly swallowing up those at the end of the team.

"It's impossible to escape at this rate." Sword Master said.

"We can only abandon some people." Master Yunlong said calmly.

Immediately, their eyes turned to Jin Mu.

There was hesitation in Jin Mu's eyes. After all, it is not easy to cultivate these devout believers. There is not such a good opportunity. Normally, if you want to cultivate a devout believer, you don't know how much effort it takes.

But her hesitation lasted only a moment, and she quickly made a decision.

"Abandon all those who have not become Daoji." Jinmu said helplessly.

Casting the Dao foundation, which is the Xuan level of cultivation.

In the Golden Eyes Wu Kong Sect, apart from the Ten Spirits, there are probably less than twenty believers who have formed the Dao Foundation.

But this is also something that Master Yunlong has planned for a long time.

From the beginning, he never regarded the true disciples and the sect monks other than the Supreme Elder as the same people.

As a result, the front end of the team moved faster and faster. After a while, a large number of people were left behind, and only less than 300 people moved forward crazily.

The black energy quickly swallowed up those people. Lin Qianxing looked back and saw that Zou Dan, the elder who had led him to the entrance, was about to be swallowed up by the black energy.

Beside him were Mu Yong, Luo Changliu and others.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qianxing's spiritual power spread, dragging Mu Yong, Luo Changliu and others forward together.

"Thank you very much!" Luo Chang said in a loud voice.

He really didn't expect that the good relationship he had formed with Lin Qianxing would come into effect at this time.

Lin Qianxing now has extremely strong mental attributes by devouring the strange things from the palace. Although he brought a few extra people with him, he could still keep up with the traveling speed of Master Yunlong.

However, as the black energy pursued them, they gradually began to lose strength.

Those who were weak at first were the ordinary great masters and alchemy monks.

Soon, a monk was swallowed up by the black energy, screamed in agony, and then fell silent.

"Can't escape!!" someone cried out sadly.

Then he stopped and was swallowed by the black air.

"Just fight it!"

Another person couldn't run away, so he turned around and rushed towards the black air, gaining some dignity.

The number of people in the marching team is getting smaller and smaller.

Soon, Lin Qianxing saw Elder Min Pu who had been stationed at the Wijing Tower give up running and sit down on the same spot with a peaceful look on his face.

Then there was Senior Brother Kong Huo, who had had a close relationship with him.

Faintly, Lin Qianxing saw a big demon with a playful look on his face in the black air.

From the beginning, it had no intention of letting anyone go.

(End of chapter)


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