Zhao Lei walked to the wall and cautiously began to become invisible. Then he released his consciousness and found that there was still blood mist outside.
Sensing this, Zhao Lei took a few steps back. His right hand subconsciously rested on the handle of the knife, and his consciousness was immediately enhanced in the blood mist and spread out quickly.
Everything that happened in Pingyang City appeared in Zhao Lei's mind. It was only then that he realized that earth-shaking changes had taken place outside.
No more, nothing left.
Pingyang City is gone, and so is the Blood Knife Gang. Only screams appear sporadically from time to time.
Prince Yan's Mansion, which Zhao Lei tried his best not to get involved with, was gone, leaving only a huge pit in its place.
Zhao Lei took all the fight between Gui Jiang and Dongfang Ye into his eyes.
And whether it was the cavalry that was densely packed with monsters at first glance, or the ghost generals riding on tall horses with blue flames all over their bodies.
There are still golden Buddhas, black tigers, dragons flying in the air, Taoists holding whisks, and many demons onlookers.
Zhao Lei also saw everything.
He didn't know what was going on, why the cultivators that he usually couldn't find appeared in groups now, and every one of them was difficult to deal with. Zhao Lei couldn't find anyone with a weaker aura than his own.
Of course, except for the already dim Buddha, and Zhao Xuan who was under that huge shroud.
Zhao Lei didn't expect that even the Crown Prince of Yan was actually a cultivator of immortality. So what kind of realm was King Yan?
Zhao Lei didn't want to get involved in that matter. If there was any benefit, why would he do such a thankless thing?
But there are some things that Zhao Lei cannot control. When he walked out of the treasure pavilion with the Devouring Immortal, the ghost general had already sensed the situation here.
This blood mist is also controlled by the ghost general. He knows that his emperor's sword is in the treasure pavilion.
This blood mist and his own appearance were probably also affected by it, but as for the knife, the ghost general still wanted to collect it after solving all the problems in front of him.
The ghost general will not allow this sword to wander out again, allowing those mediocre people to tarnish the reputation of his lord.
The ghost general only learned about the saber from the blood mist that was blocked by the breath that Xian Devouring and Zhao Lei had previously blocked.
He knew nothing about Zhao Lei, nor did he know that the monarch's sword, which he regarded as a treasure, now recognized Zhao Lei as his master.
If the ghost general knew about it, I am afraid that at this time, he would not care about Zhao Xuan in front of him, and would only lead his men to beat Zhao Lei to ashes.
When the Devouring Immortal came out of the sea of blood, the ghost general could clearly feel its position, and it was still moving.
Faced with this situation, the ghost general looked back in shock, as if he could see the situation inside the Qian family through the endless blood mist.
"No, I'm afraid someone fished in troubled waters and stole the Devouring Immortal."
However, the ghost general did not rush towards the Devouring Immortal immediately. In his opinion, he knew the Devouring Immortal very well, and no one could make him recognize him as his master except his own monarch.
Even if the little thief took advantage of the loophole and obtained the Devouring Immortal, I am afraid that at this time, his consciousness had already been dispersed by the murderous aura, and instead he became the puppet of the Devouring Immortal.
The ghost general thought that he was here now, his aura was not concealed, and after the Immortal Devourer sensed his aura, he would definitely come to him. There was no need for him to take time out to get it back.
Maybe after controlling the puppet, the Devouring Immortal could follow him, take revenge with him, and kill everyone in the Zhao Kingdom in a sea of blood.
In the eyes of the ghost generals, living under the rule of the Zhao family is already a traitor to the people, so no matter how many people die, they are solely to blame.
At this time, after Zhao Lei used the blood mist to spread his consciousness throughout the city, the sword spirit in his mind also transmitted a consciousness to him.
"What did you say? There are still your old friends in Pingyang City?!"
In the entire Pingyang City, the only ones that Zhao Lei could sense were those in Prince Yan's Mansion.
Zhao Lei observed carefully and found that apart from the ghost cavalry, there seemed to be no other options.
"Xianxian Devouring, your old friend lived in the previous dynasty. Could it be that you are talking about those white-bone Yin soldiers and the tall ghost general?"
The sword spirit clicked up and down in Zhao Lei's mind, and he understood it immediately.
These are probably caused by the Devouring Immortals. These Yin soldiers followed the blood mist and were resurrected from ancient times to the present.
The tall ghost general and the cavalry under his command must have followed the Emperor of Kingdom No. 9 on the battlefield, otherwise he would not have been recognized as an old friend by the unruly Tao Xian.
After getting this information, it was even more impossible for Zhao Lei to go to Prince Yan's Mansion. With the dazzling aura of the ghost general and the thousands of cavalry under his command, if they knew that the emperor's sword was with him, what else would he do? Don't fight him.
Zhao Lei's consciousness enveloped him and he was about to slip away, but found that the aura of the Immortal Devourer in the blood mist was too dazzling and could not be hidden at all.
In this case, Zhao Lei simply stopped covering it up. Those who are still alive are all cultivators. There is no point in hiding what is true. Others can tell the truth at a glance.
Zhao Lei turned around and ran directly towards the ruins of the Blood Knife Gang. Although the Blood Knife Gang seemed to him to be in decline, the treasures he had hidden underneath were still there.
Pack up these treasures and take them away. After leaving Pingyang City, the sky is high and birds can fly. Zhao Lei can go wherever he wants.
Zhao Lei is not a newbie when he first entered Pingyang City. Now he has the ability to protect himself. It is not that easy to deal with him.
As Zhao Lei fled in the opposite direction, the ghost general also noticed something was wrong. Why was the Devouring Immortal getting further and further away from him.
Something must have gone wrong. If I don't catch him back quickly, I'm afraid I won't have to escape from here. If I want to find him again in the future, I don't know how much effort it will take until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
But when the ghost general looked at the Taoist in Taoist robes in front of him, his non-existent heart felt agitated. These people in front of him were entangled in him.
Especially Zhao Xuan, after regaining consciousness, he didn't even think about how to escape, but launched a counterattack against them.
If this Taoist hadn't been involved here, the ghost general would have destroyed the giant Buddha with one punch, leaving Zhao Xuan unable to live or die.
Fierce fighting!
The sound of "rumbling" is endless. Facing the impact of the Yin soldiers, the Buddha has persisted to the limit. The surface of the body is already covered with cracks and will collapse at any time.
Dongfang Ye felt that he had reached his limit. Even with the supplement of elixirs, the mental fatigue could not be compensated by elixirs.
Moreover, as the elixir is taken, tolerance will develop, and the consequence of this is that the effectiveness of each elixir is not as good as the other.
As the mana was consumed, Dongfangye had no choice but to take out another bottle of rejuvenation pill, and then swallowed the whole bottle.
In the past, Dongfang Ye could recover 30% after taking one pill, but now he could only recover half of it with one bottle, and the recovery speed was not as fast as before, and his mana was also much weaker and mottled.
