The man in purple shirt is called Wu Si. He is the person with the highest level and the most knowledge in the original team.
It was after he explained it to the other three that the others understood the current situation.
Shen Yu knew that he was from Liubo Mountain, which was a simple matter. After all, Liubo Mountain's clothes were easy to recognize, and his name was also very distinctive. He was called according to his family ranking.
Wu Si's clothes and his name are exactly the same as Xi Jiu.
Wu Si nodded lightly, looking very indifferent.
The people of Liubo Mountain are deep-minded. For some reasons, they have never had a good look towards Daozong. Unlike the dispute between Qingdi City and Dao, Liubo Mountain has a deep hatred for Daozong due to two extremely embarrassing things in the past. Hate.
Except Xi Jiu.
So Shen Yu said that he is a white lotus in Liubo Mountain.
There was something wrong with the atmosphere. The only woman in the room tried to smooth things over with Caiyun and said with a smile: "Since we are all in trouble now, we must work together to tide over the difficulties."
Wu Si snorted coldly.
Shen Yu turned a blind eye and just stared into the distance silently.
Here is the remains of an ancient battlefield. The sky is gloomy like a sea of thunder, with dark clouds and thunder from time to time above the thick clouds.
Those endless wind-born beasts filled every corner of this continent, like locusts.
But more importantly, Shen Yu felt that there were many creatures in the depths whose auras were a hundred times more powerful than those of the wind beasts. This was the real crisis in this world.
Pang Zhengyuan, a casual cultivator carrying a big sword on his back, said: "This illusion is urging us to move forward, but if we want to survive, must we move forward according to its will?"
Xiang Caiyun thought for a while and said, "I have a hunch that there will be a glimmer of hope moving forward. If we stay here, there will definitely be great danger."
Shen Yu glanced at her.
Xiang Caiyun lives up to his name. Although his face is not very beautiful, his temperament is energetic and lively.
Xiang Caiyun noticed this look, turned around and asked curiously: "Brother Shen, what do you think?"
Shen Yu withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, then looked to the horizon and said, "Walk slowly, not too fast."
Wu Si sneered when he heard this and said: "The wind-born beast blocked our way, and there are countless monsters ahead of us that are much more powerful than the wind-born beast. We can only go as fast as possible, how can we go slower?"
The taciturn young martial artist in the field asked, "What did Brother Shen Yu say?"
Shen Yu was silent for a while and said, "They don't have a good temper. It feels better to slow down."
This explanation obviously did not convince everyone. Even middle-aged casual cultivators Pang Zhengyuan and Xiang Caiyun were hesitant.
Wu Si's words were as ruthless as the cold wind around him, and he said sarcastically: "The disciples of the Dao Sect are so capable. Not only are their Taoist methods profound, but they are also so powerful in deduction and divination. I admire them."
Pang Zhengyuan thought for a while and said, "The wind beast's combat power is very weak. The five of us may not be able to fight. We should be able to break through forcefully."
Xiang Caiyun said, "I think it's okay."
The young martial artist looked calm and indifferent.
Shen Yu raised his head and glanced at the four people.
Then oh.
...
A voice as light and gentle as the breeze resounded throughout the world.
Like ripples sweeping over the wind-born beast in the desolate open space, the latter seemed to be moving more slowly and sluggishly.
A majestic sword energy came out, and Pang Zhengyuan held the giant sword and directly hit the beasts, causing bursts of explosions.
A bolt of lightning fell directly from the sky with a majestic momentum. The young warrior grabbed a wind beast with one hand, ran on the ground at high speed, and then threw it into the denser herd of beasts.
The power is so great that the roaring sound is endless.
Wu Si stood on a hill, stretched out his right hand, and a heavy hammer that exuded a subtle thunderous aura appeared in his hand.
There are many magic weapons in Liubo Mountain. This Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer was refined by powerful practitioners who absorbed the thunder energy from heaven and earth on thundery nights. It can treat evil spirits and ghosts.
Talk about getting twice the result with half the effort.
Wu Si smashed his hammer down, and thousands of thunders appeared in the air, rushing towards the beasts in all directions.
There was an extremely violent thunder explosion on the ground.
All of a sudden, wind and thunder broke out on the battlefield, and sword energy and Taoism came out simultaneously.
Shen Yu stood beside Xiang Caiyun and watched this scene quietly.
I thought that the four of them were trapped in the room earlier, just because they were caught off guard and had no communication.
In fact, the cultivation of this young warrior and Pang Zhengyuan is extremely powerful, and they are extremely knowledgeable and skilled in dealing with the weaknesses and weaknesses of this wind-born beast.
In Shen Yu's opinion, he was even unusually skilled.
"Since there is nothing to do, let's protect Caiyun."
Wu Si's voice came from far away, very cold.
In fact, his dislike for Shen Yu was not only due to the difference between the sects, but more importantly, it was due to the woman named Xiang Caiyun beside him.
He had already had strange thoughts when they met for the first time. Although the other person's appearance was not excellent, there was an invisible temperament that attracted him.
However, at this time, a man whose appearance and cultivation were not inferior to him appeared, and it was natural to feel disgusted.
Xiang Caiyun smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Shen, don't worry about me. I will naturally have a way to protect myself."
Shen Yu turned a blind eye to these words and quietly watched the actions of several people in the field, without seeming to have any intention of taking action.
As time passed, the four people's offensive finally seemed to be making progress, and a hole was opened in the middle of the densely packed wind beasts.
"Walk!"
Wu Si said something, then turned into a rainbow light and flew forward.
The bell on Xiang Caiyun's waist moved without the wind, and a hurricane enveloped her side, moving forward with it.
Shen Yu waited behind the four of them for a while and looked back. The path he came from had been completely shrouded in darkness and turned into an abyss.
Dusk is coming from behind, and is getting faster and faster.
Shen Yu did not hesitate, and with a slight movement, the whole person turned into a shadow and disappeared.
...
The four people stopped on a horizontal line at the same time, and for some reason they didn't move at all.
The breeze blew by, and Shen Yu came to them, and then saw the four of them with equally pale faces of horror and despair.
Ahead is a large basin.
The basin is just occupied by thousands of monsters, thousands of chelicerae scorpions to be precise.
Shen Yu's face also became serious.
Wind-born beasts are very weak, but thousands of wind-born beasts are very strong.
What's more, there are so many chelicerae.
Several people present also recognized this monster, and their faces turned pale.
"Are you kidding! How can you rush over like this!"
Wu Si's face was full of dejection, and then he shouted angrily: "No, I don't think I can die here, go to hell!"
Pang Zhengyuan said: "Brother Wu, there is no need for this. As long as you can rush over, there will definitely be a glimmer of hope."
The young martial artist clenched his hands into fists, and his spiritual energy quickly circulated throughout his body.
Xiang Caiyun also raised his hand, and the bells collided and made a subtle clear sound.
She said: "Yes, Wu Si, don't be like this, rush over."
Wu Si seemed to have completely lost control. He threw his hand away and shouted: "If you want to die, you will die, I won't play with you anymore!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Si flew directly in the direction he came from.
The thunder hammer in his hand emitted an astonishing light and struck directly at the approaching black tide.
Shen Yu looked at this scene with an indifferent expression and did not move at all.
The next moment, everything was calm.
Wu Si's figure was like a small drop of water falling into the sea and being swallowed directly.
There is no movement or reputation at all, as if it is an abyss that swallows everything.
The few remaining people saw this scene.
Dead silence.
