The sky was gloomy, and soon it began to drizzle.
A figure suddenly appeared on a hillside, holding a yellow earth dog in its arms, and the earth dog held a golden skeleton in its arms.
Xin Zhuo's face was a little pale, and the woman in yellow's love Gu guessed it right. [Array Zi Jue] is indeed terrifying. It uses the user's true energy to transform the eternal blood evil formation into a terrifying army of thousands of horses. The bloody evil energy and the Huanghuang murderous intention kill the enemy, and as the level increases, the power becomes more domineering. This is completely different from the three forms of [Dou Zi Jue], but the requirements for true energy are also very harsh and abnormal. All the true energy in the Hunyuanxu vortex is consumed in order to maximize its power!
The true energy "stored" in the body from the true energy source stone and the remains of the Yuanji warrior has not yet been refined and cannot be used.
He is now in a subtle state, clearly emptied out, yet very full.
Looking back, I saw that I had to bear the risk of being killed and caught the group of people off guard. They were bullied because they were unfamiliar with their own methods, but if they really got into a fight, they would be in trouble.
He estimated his current strength. He might be able to fight against a Hunyuanxu Middle Realm master, but there was no chance of surviving in the face of a group fight.
Those people were about to arrive, so they picked up Xiao Huang, mysteriously disappeared from the spot, and forcibly performed the Evil Saint teleportation technique three times in a row.
Almost as soon as he left, a group of masters cut through the ripples in the air, appeared, and then disappeared again.
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It rained for seven days, and Xin Zhuo escaped for seven days.
He didn't know the specific direction he was going. It seemed to be the north or the west. In short, he had traveled thousands of miles, and there were more and more cities in front of him.
At this time, he stood above a dense forest and looked back again. The group of pursuers behind him must have been lost. There is still a gap between the escape skills of those people and his "Evil Saint Teleportation". , if it were normal, he would just be chasing after him, but relying on the strange martial arts tracking skills of the woman in yellow, she could barely follow him for a few days.
His current state is not very optimistic. The "stored" energy in his body is slowly beginning to dissipate. He has also lost some vitality and is in urgent need of a place to retreat.
His thoughts swept in all directions, he opened his eyes after a moment, and took Xiao Huang to a crowded official road, where he resorted to various means to get a flatbed truck.
After losing his momentum, he placed the dead bones held by Xiao Huang in a flatbed truck, spread some straw on top, pretended to be a civilian pulling the body, and squeezed into the crowd.
"You can't tell the state of being like a young boy if you don't move your mind" is his unique disguise method. Even if those pursuers find him nearby, it will not be easy to find him in the vast sea of people.
However, the number of pedestrians on the official road seemed abnormal. There were too many of them. Most of them were traveling with their families, with sad faces. They were soaked in the rain and very few people were holding umbrellas.
He was about to try to find someone to ask, when he heard a Yinxu realm warrior riding a demon horse next to him said with a sullen face: "This motherfucker, there is no way for anyone to survive at all. I don't know where the underworld came from." Zong and the disciples of the Bauhinia Holy Land mined the forbidden land and caused a miasma. They caused countless casualties in a radius of one or two thousand miles and almost turned it into a barren land. This is really nonsense. "
"Brother Ma, keep silent, are you going to die?"
A warrior next to him lowered his voice, "Those people are said to be disciples of the saint. We have never seen what kind of person the saint is. How can we offend casual cultivators like us?"
Brother Ma looked aggrieved and sighed: "I'm just going to say a few words, how can I be able to see such a terrifying sect holy land like an ant like me?
But having said that, martial arts cultivators like us should not settle for mediocrity. Although I am not a person with outstanding talents, I consider myself lucky and sooner or later one day I will rise to the top! "
The warrior next to him gave a wry smile: "How easy is it? In today's glorious world, there is really no sense at all. No matter how talented you are and how fast your martial arts progresses, there will always be a bunch of unknown masters from ancient and medieval times standing in front of you. Alas!
Didn't Bai Xiaolou, who appeared out of nowhere, say something? It's called 'If you don't enter the holy realm, you will eventually become empty. '
That's all, ahead is Weiyang City, where the scattered warriors gather, and there is Confucian Mountain not far away to take care of it. Let's find a way to live for a while first. "
As he said that, the two of them rode on demon horses and walked to the front.
Redbud Holy Land? Huangquanzong? Baixiao Tower? Huang Taigai’s Rushan?
Xin Zhuo thought about it and wondered if these four major forces could be used.
Then he remembered the conversation between the two warriors just now. In fact, there was a sentence that aroused his empathy.
In this glorious world, warriors who have been pretending to die for eternity have been born one after another. How easy is it for a warrior to catch up with just a few decades or hundreds of years of practice?
He suddenly understood what Jiang Yugui said when he left.
In a hundred years, the gods and humans have declined...
He smiled to himself, with a firm look in his eyes, looking forward, pushing the flatbed truck, and speeding up the pace with Xiao Huang.
Weiyang City is an ownerless city, which means it does not belong to any empire. It is a gathering place built by warriors and civilians.
In such a place where fish and dragons are mixed together, there is no royal law to speak of.
As soon as I arrived at the large city gate engraved with the two handsome characters "Weiyang", I saw that the crowded refugees, wealthy businessmen, and warriors were "stuck", unable to enter or exit.
There were ten warrior soldiers from the Earthly Immortal Realm guarding the city gate, but they paid no attention to them and allowed those who entered the city to trample and condemn each other.
Xin Zhuo left his body with his mind and looked around. It was true that Zhang Biyao and the others were not chasing after him. Instead, they found several auras of the Hunyuan Void Realm in the city, so he had to immediately restrain his thoughts and stand on the roadside to watch.
"Damn it, who dares to stop me, Huang Batian? Die!"
A burly and domineering warrior in the Lingtai realm in the crowd suddenly became furious. The dazzling power of Lingtai Tai Chi appeared around him. A rusty door panel spins in a circle, and dense screams rang out. Hundreds of people, whether they were Merchants, poor people, and low-level warriors were all hanged, and their broken limbs were scattered all over the sky.
For a while, it was like hell on earth in front of the city gate.
"puff--"
Clumps of hot blood poured on the straw in Xin Zhuo's flatbed truck, dyeing the golden bones red.
He frowned slightly and raised a finger, only to see the master of the Lingtai strike towards the door with his knife, cutting a bloody path of corpses.
The door is clear!
But inside the city gate, there were three young men and women in Confucian robes standing there. The leader was a girl from the Yang Reality Realm who looked to be twenty-eight years old and had bright white teeth. Although she was far different from the strong man in the Lingtai Realm, her aura seemed to overwhelm her. The other side.
People entering the city along the way, including the soldiers guarding the city, saluted one after another.
The man in the Lingtai Realm was also stunned for a moment, with a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he cupped his hands and said: "It turns out to be Miss Liu, this...it's really too crowded at the city gate, our family has an emergency, and warriors are not allowed to go up and down in the city. I was a little impatient, sorry!"
That Miss Liu said coldly: "You Huang Manzi are always rude and arrogant. If you are like this in the city, White Deer Academy will definitely kill you!"
"Save it, save it." Huang Batian bowed his head.
Only then did Miss Liu glance at the soldiers guarding the gate. Ten soldiers hurriedly collected the bodies, comforted the relatives of the deceased, and maintained order in the chaotic city gate.
With these three Confucian disciples taking care of them, the people in front of the city gate quickly filed into the city.
Xin Zhuo also pushed the flatbed truck and took Xiao Huang into the city gate. When he passed by Miss Liu, she suddenly looked at him with strange eyes. She was stunned and then asked calmly: "Visiting relatives? Visiting friends?"
Xin Zhuo replied casually: "It's too chaotic outside and there's nowhere to go to make a living."
Miss Liu asked no more questions, but a male Confucian scholar behind her said with a smile: "I don't know martial arts, and I don't have the strength to tie a chicken. If I have to carry a body with a dog, I'm afraid I won't survive."
Xinzhuo has gone far.
(End of chapter)
