When they were on the boat, these cultivators were all very well-behaved and sat upright, but in fact they were all here for the remnant soul of Dao Lord Tianyan, and everyone was an enemy.
But now after getting off the boat, without the terrifying punter, the fangs of these practitioners were exposed.
With a few whooshing sounds, several cultivators disappeared on the spot, and the sound of the collision of true energy could be heard not far away.
A sword energy came straight from behind Chen Zhe. Chen Zhe turned around and defended himself with the Emperor's Hate Sword: "Chen Duo, we just decided on winning or losing, not life and death. Let's fight again."
The two figures disappeared from the spot. Because there were other cultivators peeping around, Chen Zhe did not intend to actually fight Chen Duo here.
The two found an open place and looked at each other. Chen Duo grabbed Yang Lin with one hand and struck Chen Zhe with his sword. Chen Zhe dodged and returned the sword.
"I remember that you two are companions. How dare you kill her?" Chen Duo grabbed Yang Lin's shoulder and pushed her in front of him, sneering: "You'd better just let it go, or I'll kill this woman."
Chen Duo has Yang Lin as a hostage. If a fight really breaks out, Chen Duo will inevitably be tied up. When two practitioners with similar cultivation levels are fighting, the difference is often very small. What's more, the other party has a hostage.
Chen Duo had a proud look on his face and put his hand on Yang Lin's throat gently. Yang Lin frowned and gritted her teeth, but her face showed pain. However, she was also extremely stubborn and did not ask Chen Zhe for help.
"If you have the ability, just stab him with your sword," Chen Duo laughed.
Chen Zhe's sword flew very fast, reaching a foot in front of Yang Lin's throat. However, the momentum of the sword did not weaken, but gradually strengthened.
Seeing that the sword was about to hit Yang Lin's throat, Chen Duo's expression changed and he pulled Yang Lin back: "Are you crazy? Are you really so ruthless that you don't even care about the lives of your own companions? "
"That's not necessarily true. It's just that Yang Lin understands the language of the Sakra tribe. I don't believe you are really willing to let her be killed by me. This hostage is equally important to you... It's useless for you to threaten me with her," Chen Zhe smiled slightly.
Chen Duo's expression turned pale, and he didn't expect that Chen Zhe could see through his heart.
He was secretly worried: If he had known, it might have been more effective than Yang Lin to capture random people as hostages.
Chen Duo has been told since he was a child that he must obtain the remnant soul of Taoist Tianyan, so that he can bring down the leader of the righteous path of all living beings. He values the remnant soul of Taoist Tianyan more than Chen Zhe. is much more important, so Yang Lin's life is very important to him.
"Very good, I will take your life after I find the remaining soul of Daojun Tianyan," Chen Duo sneered, grabbed Yang Lin and stood up from the ground.
Chen Zhe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
At least now, Yang Lin will not be in any danger in Chen Duo's hands. If she is really rescued, Chen Zhe may not be able to protect her, which is called danger.
Chen Duo left temporarily, and Chen Zhe felt his breath gradually fade away, so he turned back and walked in the other direction.
He could feel that Chen Duo's aura merged with another more powerful inner aura. The two did not fight, but walked in another direction.
Chen Zhe didn't understand why: "It's strange that Chen Duo actually has another companion. But if that person is also a companion, why didn't he help Chen Duo deal with me just now? That person has a stronger cultivation level and I am definitely no match for him."
The aura he felt was that of the Taoist priest in yellow who had just boarded the boat. Knowing that Yang Lin knew the language of the Saklar tribe, that man went with Chen Duo temporarily...
Hao Zhongwen and the others were all ordinary people. The most powerful Hao Zhongwen had only served in the army and was definitely no match for those cultivators. Although the archaeological team had the largest number of people, it was actually the weakest. Chen Zhe was worried about them, so he followed Hao Zhongwen's breath came over...
There were many people like Hao Zhongwen and they were not practitioners, so they had not gone far.
"Wait a minute, let's check the direction before we go," Hao Zhongwen raised his head and looked at this place.
These people came down from the 118th floor of the Babel Tower. Logically speaking, this place is already several miles deep underground. But as soon as they came ashore, they saw the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers and the gurgling water. It was obvious that they were already above the ground, and there was no place here at all. It's not a desert.
Hao Zhongwen squinted his eyes and looked up to find the sun's position. After looking for a long time, he found that the sky was very bright, but he could not find where the sun was.
"Strange..." Hao Zhongwen said to himself, looking for direction on the plants.
Most plants prefer light and hate shade. You can tell whether they are south or north on the plant. However, there are no rules for the growth of plants here. Hao Zhongwen, a person who has been trained in wild survival, can't find the direction at all. , the compass is spinning around...
"Where is this place?" Kavin looked around helplessly, thinking that he was a pampered young man, but because Yang Lin's grandfather was quite famous in the archaeological field, his father asked him to chase Yang Lin. Got it.
But after chasing him for so many years, Yang Lin has always been lukewarm towards him and can't figure out her real thoughts, because she gave up her comfortable life and came to such a ghost place where birds do not lay eggs.
He wants to cry...
"Brother Wen, don't worry, we'll be fine. People say that Ji people have their own destiny. We haven't encountered many dangers in the past few days. But it's fine every time. Maybe after we go back, we can be in the field of archeology right away. It's time to make a name for yourself." Ma Xiao himself was very depressed, but in order to rely on the big tree of Cavan, he still managed to comfort him.
Calvin glanced at him and wanted to say: I won't do this anymore. Damn archeology. I come into contact with those broken bowls and pots of cultural relics every day. I have a moldy smell all day long.
Kong Yishan has a stronger psychological endurance than Kavin. He patted Kavin on the shoulder: "Brother, we have had a lot of hardships this time, but it's okay. I have a hunch that we will be able to find our way back soon." The road to camp is gone,”
Li Lingwei, Lu Ze and others also comforted each other. These people who had always had grievances with each other actually got closer in this situation.
Ka Wen couldn't hold up the wall, so Kong Yishan became the captain of these students. He came to Hao Zhongwen: "Brother Hao, what are we going to do?"
When he saw Hao Zhongwen's confused and worried look, his heart tightened, knowing that Hao Zhongwen might not be able to do anything about it.
"I can't find the direction at all," Hao Zhongwen looked at him with a wry smile: "But we can't wait here to die. At this point, we can only go in one direction. It just depends on luck."
Although Hao Zhongwen was very skilled, he was not used to being a leader and would not comfort the people around him. When he said this, Kong Yishan felt frustrated and really wanted to stay here until he died...
"Well, I think Chen Zhe is quite capable. I have failed him several times this time. It would be great if he were here..." Seeing Hao Zhongwen, Kong Yishan had no choice but to think of Chen Zhe.
"What the hell is he capable of? Why don't he let that guy named Chen Duo beat the crap out of him? Besides, he and Chen Duo are the same people. Maybe he finds what he wants and even kills us," Kavin said He curled his lips.
At this time, this guy is still destroying the morale of the army. Kong Yishan glanced at Kavin helplessly.
Hao Zhongwen glanced at Kevin coldly: "Chen Zhe is different from those people. Although I don't know where he comes from, he must regard us as his companions. Maybe our chance of returning safely this time lies with him. body,"
"Hmph... It's easy to think about it. I had persuaded Yang Lin not to let him join the archaeological team," Kavin muttered in a low voice.
Originally, everyone was depressed, so it was better to comfort each other at this time. If someone said a few depressing words, it would easily make everyone feel even lower.
As soon as Kavin said these words, everyone sighed.
"Everyone, get up. That direction is the river just now. We can only go back by walking in the opposite direction," Hao Zhongwen said loudly.
Everyone stood up, only Kavin and Ma Xiao were still sitting there. Hao Zhongwen frowned and looked at them: "Why, don't you want to go home?"
"It's impossible to go home. We all have to die here. Either we will be killed by cultural relic dealers, we will be killed by those weird people just now, or we will starve to death here..." Kavin curled his lips.
Hao Zhongwen lifted him up from the ground: "If you say such things again, I will crush your neck right now to see if you want to die or live."
Hao Zhongwen was very strong, and Kavin's neck was pinched by him. He coughed several times with difficulty breathing, and was speechless. He just looked at Hao Zhongwen with a pleading look on his face.
"If you want to continue walking, just nod." Hao Zhongwen's patience with this young master has reached its limit. If he is unhappy, he really wants to strangle this loser to death.
Kavin had no choice but to nod, and Hao Zhongwen said coldly: "Hurry up and pack your bag and get up. If you drop it, we won't have anyone waiting for you. You will really starve to death here."
Of course, Calvin was just talking. He didn't really want to die here, so he quickly got up and packed his things neatly.
"Let's go," Hao Zhongwen ordered, and everyone regained some strength.
After walking a few steps, three people blocked the way. These three people were two men and one woman. They were all about forty years old. The leader of the group had shiny dark skin and a pair of small and cold eyes, like a cobra.
"Where are you from? Are you looking for the remnant soul left by Master Yan Dao that day?" The leader looked at Hao Zhongwen who was walking in front.
Hao Zhongwen looked at him doubtfully: "What is that thing? We are not here to find that thing."
"You don't look like a cultivator," the middle-aged woman next to her said, holding her chin and looking at everyone with her eyes. She felt a chill in whoever she saw.
Hao Zhongwen reached out and put his hand on the gun at his waist: "Are you okay?"
"Who are you," the dark-faced middle-aged man at the head asked coldly.
Hao Zhongwen smiled: "We are not on the same side as you. We are an archaeological team organized by the state and came to Hu Tutu for inspection."
Archaeological team.
The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up: "Some of you must know Saklar, right?"