The journey of five hundred miles, although it is a mountainous area, will definitely be more than that if you think carefully.
But it's really not that far away for Qi Refiners.
With ordinary skill, they can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired. Although Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng are weak in combat power, they still have the basic characteristics of the realm.
They can't beat anyone with this fight. If they can't do it in terms of realm, then they might as well find a place to bury themselves. Maybe one day they will be struck by lightning and turn into zombies to increase their combat power.
It's not that I haven't thought about getting other sects' techniques, after all, the senior brother has already killed three of them.
But my thoughts come and go, but I still don’t dare.
Who knows what their exercises are like? If they can be called evil, their exercises must be of an evil nature. With senior brother here, let alone practicing, there is no thought of even looking at them.
Besides, they couldn't find it either. When senior brother destroyed those sects, nothing was left behind.
It's a small door and a small household, and there are no treasures worthy of note.
Judging from their Golden Immortal Sect, apart from the interesting skills, there is nothing else.
But the skills are interesting only to them. Like the Armored Sect, the strength of the skills can surpass them by eight mountains.
What kind of magical weapon, armor, and divine weapon? Who would use the Sumeru Vein with that thing...
This place is so desolate that the top of the mountain is almost the same. There are bushes, small animals, poisonous insects, and not much else.
I'm so poor that I won't even stay here.
Song Yin and the others climbed over the mountain while exploring whether there were any evil ways around them.
A few days later, they climbed a mountain again. As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, Zhang Feixuan said: "Brother, it's already three thousand miles. If we go further, we should be able to..."
He didn't say anything else, he just stopped there and stared blankly at the scene ahead.
Different from the lush green ones before, although the previous road was desolate, it just meant that there was nothing worthy of their attention. There was no cave, no blessed land, no rare animals, no human habitation, and no city.
But at this moment, looking from the top of the mountain, the land in the distance was flat and flat. Compared with the greenery on the mountain they climbed, it seemed so sparse.
Looking from the top of the mountain, you can only see a dry yellow land without any greenery. There are not even a few hills in sight. Only some stubborn dry grass and dead trees without green leaves are stationed there.
It's said to be a desert, but it's not quite there yet, but it's definitely turned into sand.
call...
A gust of wind blew, which made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng tremble. The wind was a bit yellowish, not hot, but made people feel a little cold.
"Um?"
As soon as the wind blew, Song Yin frowned, and white air exploded all over his body, forming a cover to cover the two of them.
At the same time, his pupils glowed and he looked straight ahead.
"Senior brother?" Zhang Feixuan didn't know why.
"There is evil, this place is not right..."
Song Yin said in a deep voice: "The feeling it gives me is similar to that of the mountain ghost I met."
Mountain ghost?
"Demon?!"
The two of them exclaimed in surprise and looked at each other, seeing panic in their eyes.
"Demon? Is it that kind of colorless existence? It's quite clear... This place is shrouded in evil energy, but there is a different kind of atmosphere in the depths. Let's go there first."
Song Yin raised his feet and was about to go down the mountain, but before he took a few steps, he suddenly turned around and saw the two people standing still, saying, "You two junior brothers, do you have any other opinions?"
"No, no..."
They all shook their heads, but refused to leave.
Zhang Feixuan boldly stepped forward: "Senior brother, as the saying goes, if something is abnormal, it is a monster. It is because there is no common sense and cannot be calculated that monsters make people afraid. Even a master does not dare to say that he can escape unharmed when encountering a monster. I'm no match for you anymore, so I'm afraid I won't be able to get any favors from you."
Wang Qizheng echoed: "Me too!"
"The mountain ghost I met last time was also a monster, and it disappeared. Don't worry, two junior brothers, as senior brothers, I will definitely protect you!" Song Yin vowed.
That's you!
You can kill an eighth- or ninth-level person with one punch. They are indestructible and have eyes that can see everything clearly. But they can be killed by a punch from an eighth- and ninth-level person. Their naked eyes cannot see anything clearly.
We are different!
Seeing these two people cowering, Song Yin couldn't help shouting: "What's the matter with you? You are not afraid of the armored sect, nor are you afraid of the evil heretics. Instead, you are afraid of a piece of yellow sand. How can you maintain the righteous way like this!"
Nonsense, they are not the right way!
Even if you are on the right path, you won't be able to do anything when you encounter a demon.
All over the world, I have never heard of anyone who doesn't run away from a demon but wants to rush over to it. Isn't that because he has a weak mind? !
But that was the eldest brother...a eldest brother who was extremely powerful and lacking in brains.
"laugh!"
Just as the two were hesitating, a little thing appeared on Song Yin's shoulders. Its two heads stuck out its tongue playfully at the two people, then climbed down from Song Yin's body, and rushed out with white air on its short limbs. As soon as the cover came out, a yellow wind blew in the face. The little thing faced the yellow wind and drooped its tongue, as if the restraint had been released, running happily.
"Look, you're not even afraid of the Hunyuan True Spirit, so what are you afraid of!" Song Yin frowned and said, "Are we, the Taoists, not as good as a so-called Heavenly Lord who gives us blessings?"
It’s really not as good as that!
That can't be compared!
Zhang Feixuan looked at the white air cover covering them, his scalp hardened, and he still took steps.
It's impossible not to leave. Who knows if this guy will aggravate the whiteness, so I just practice it on them.
The two of them were shrouded in white air and headed down the mountain. But as soon as they came down from the top of the mountain, the yellow wind seemed to intensify. It was blowing hard against the cover, as if it wanted to smash the cover to pieces, and then they enjoyed themselves. Raid the people inside.
All the way to the bottom of the mountain and onto the flat ground, Zhang Feixuan watched the yellow wind getting stronger and stronger. Outside the cover, he saw the yellow wind blowing, blowing a withered yellow grass ball into powder, blending into the earth, and never again. I couldn't help but asked: "Brother, can you specifically see in which direction the demon is?"
Song Yin glanced at the biting yellow wind and said: "This wind is evil. If it blows once, it can kill people. Like the withered grass, if it blows for a long time, people will be dead. This place is also evil. If you stand here without protection, The methods also suck people's vitality, making them weaker and weaker, huh, evil heretic! When I find you, let's see if you still dare to be a monster!"
What do you mean!
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes widened. Wang Qizheng said tremblingly: "Senior brother...are you saying that this place is full of monsters?"
Song Yin nodded, looked around, and continued walking forward.
Wang Qizheng felt his scalp numb. He looked at the ground under his feet as if he were looking at an evil spirit. He subconsciously changed his body, and two pairs of thin wings grew out of his back, and he flapped his wings and flew up.
"Senior brother, I...I'm here to take a look. It's beneficial to see from a high place." He did not forget to explain.
But he kept his body closer to Song Yin, for fear that he would run away.
But fortunately, this cover prevented him from being eaten by the wind, and Zhang Feixuan seemed to be okay when he walked on the ground.
"Huh? Zhang Yuan...Old Zhang, why are you shaking? Senior brother, don't be afraid." Wang Qizheng saw Zhang Feixuan shaking there and couldn't help but ask.
"No, it's okay..."
Zhang Feixuan, on the other hand, shouted out as if waking up from a dream, and followed Song Yin closely.
