The Armored Sect is a sect located in the Sumeru Vein. Its sect is murderous and often takes pleasure in tearing flesh and blood. Its members are extremely brave and have the fighting power of one against two. No one in the Sumeru Vein can It can be called the most famous sect if anyone dares to mess with him.
night.
The three of them rested around a campfire.
Zhang Feixuan told Song Yin some information about the Armored Sect.
Wang Qi was stirring up the bonfire with a wooden stick he picked up. Seeing that it became more vigorous, he commented on Zhang Feixuan: "They're just a bunch of lunatics."
Zhang Feixuan glanced at him and didn't answer. Instead, he said to Song Yin, who was sitting cross-legged with a bit of anxiety on his face: "Senior brother, how about we think about it again and wait until the master has rested enough before we go?"
"Um?"
Song Yinna glanced over, causing Zhang Feixuan to shrink his head and said with a sneer: "Senior brother, don't get me wrong, I'm not afraid, I just... seek stability, yes, seek stability!"
Song Yin put his eyes on the bonfire and said: "If you delay one step too late, those who will be captured will be in danger. You should have had enough rest. Let's go quickly."
"Senior brother, this bonfire has been lit for less than half an hour..." Wang Qizheng called Qu Dao.
"Isn't half an hour enough?" Song Yin frowned and said, "As a Qi practitioner, you need to rest after such a short journey. You have been too lazy in the past and need to exercise more!"
Zhang Fei
He didn't know the specific location of the Armored Gate, but he knew the approximate distance. It would take three days to get to the Golden Immortal Gate in a hurry. During these three days, they covered half of the distance in one day, which showed how fast they were traveling. It was already very fast.
Even though Song Yin thought they were slow, why were they slow? It was Song Yin who was too fast.
"It's almost time! It's time to go!"
Song Yin didn't care about this. He glanced at the two people, stood up and said: "I think it's okay for you to rest. Just hold on. If you don't leave now, it might be too late when you have rested. Even if you arrive by then, you won't be able to leave." It doesn’t help.”
Otherwise, go alone!
When did their Golden Immortal Sect fight against other sects just to save people... What a joke!
Zhang Fei
Wang Qizheng bared his teeth for a while, but also looked like he wanted to scold but did not dare to scold. He stamped out the bonfire and took advantage of the night. The bodies of the three of them continued to march in the mountains and forests like shadows.
Song Yin directly releases white energy, and every time he steps on the ground, he can leave a deep footprint. His movements are extremely explosive, and he can jump far with every step.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng were chasing after them desperately. Zhang Feixuan used to move very gracefully, including when he first set out in the daytime. He would shake a folding fan, change his shape, flash and fan, and his clothes would flutter. It was such a troubled time. A good young master, elegant and elegant, he even has to pay attention to whether his crown and hairstyle are messy.
But now, his tongue is hanging out, his eyes are straight, and his hair is wet and hanging down. As he continues to move, he is sparse, revealing a plump sky that looks rich and wealthy at a glance. He moves to take a breath, like a A dog running with its tongue hanging out has no image at all.
Next to him was Wang Qizheng, who had changed his form. At this time, his back was covered with thin wings, like the wings of a dragonfly. His body was half lying on his stomach, stretched out like a tiger. Boots were hung on his waist, and his feet turned into He existed like a donkey's hooves and a horse's hooves. While running, his wings also flapped, flying lightly with his body, and then fell heavily.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Even though he had already seen it once during the day, Wang Qizheng turned his head and saw Zhang Feixuan's shining forehead during the night, and he still couldn't help laughing:
"Zhang Yin stick, Zhang Yin stick! I usually let you take it easy, but the result is that you are weak. You have no hair! It turns out that you grow your hair long to cover your hairline!"
"roll!"
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth and said: "Master Dao, my hairline is natural. Do you understand that my hairline is full?"
"I don't understand. I'm not bald. Senior brother is right. You need to exercise. You're too weak!"
Wang Qizheng laughed again, then the thin wings on his back vibrated, leading his body to surpass Zhang Feixuan.
"Do you think it's all your beast elixir method, you big-brained, thick-necked bastard!"
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth, a ball of blood burst out from his body, turned himself into a blood shadow, and followed closely.
The two of them were actually quite nervous during the day. After all, one was covered in blood when he moved, and the other didn't look like a human being. They were afraid that Song Yin would punch him to death if he didn't feel right.
But Song Yin didn't react at all.
In his words, the 'human elixir method' is too difficult to practice, so the master must have asked the two juniors to find another way to practice it by taking branches from the human elixir method.
The second junior brother practices the blood elixir method, which is to boost one's own blood energy to form the inner elixir, thereby displaying various wonderful methods.
The third junior brother practices the animal elixir method, using animal parts as medicine to manifest itself, and it also has various magical effects.
There are general strategies for these methods in the human elixir method.
After all, when the master gave him the method of making human elixirs, he added many similar medicinal materials into it, so it was natural to pick out the branches.
This statement made Zhang Feixuan, who specializes in blood-sucking, and Wang Qizheng, who skinned and dismantled bones, heave a sigh of relief.
It’s okay as long as it’s okay, it’s okay as long as it’s not dead...
As long as nothing happens to them, how can Sui Songyin understand it?
The three of them wandered through the mountains and forests, climbing over several mountains and crossing several rivers, until the night fell and the sun rose, with a hint of red on the sky. Song Yin stopped and stood there motionless.
The two tired dog-like humanoid animals behind him panted and ran for a while before they came to Song Yin's side.
"Teacher, senior brother...are you tired? There is another mountain. We should have reached the boundary of the earth." Zhang Feixuan said, breathing heavily.
But the next moment, he was stunned, because Song Yin's face was not very good. Following his gaze, he saw Song Yin staring at the land in front of him, where there was a pile of bones.
They were not piled up neatly, but were thrown there randomly. Skulls, hand bones, arm bones, and some unnamed bone fragments, from people and animals, were scattered here and there, almost forming a trail of bones.
Song Yin took a deep breath and looked towards the mountain again. His eyes seemed to pass through the hill and reach the rear.
"Evil heretics!"
He almost roared, and with a movement of his steps, white air exploded, causing the clothes and hair of the other two people to fly, and they rushed forward.
That speed was a few minutes faster than before.
"Fuck..."
Wang Qizheng took a few breaths to calm down, looked at the bones and said, "Do I really want to fight those lunatics? They may not be my opponents."
Zhang Fei Is there any chance? If not, then just go back and resume your life."
"Do you really believe that old man?" Wang Qizheng asked in surprise.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. Master, he always has helpers. Why not do it when you have the chance? At worst, he will run away." Zhang Feixuan said.
The reason why he could repeatedly debate whether to run away from Song Yin's place was because it was indeed beneficial.
If he couldn't get the human elixir method in Jinguang, he wouldn't stop. The old man was about to build a foundation, and if he stayed there, he would surely die.
