According to the agreed upon plan, Yu Xian and others were to set off with a group of disciples sent by Zuimeng Peak, pass through the part of the territory abandoned by the other two sects, and go around to the rear of the beast tide branch.
The team sent by Zuimengfeng consisted of more than twenty people, and the leader was a direct disciple named Ran Kui, who was cultivated in Nascent Soul.
When the two teams met, with Leader Fan standing by, the scene was quite harmonious. Yu Xian and Ran Kui were talking politely, while the others were observing each other.
Compared with Jing Yingrong, whose clothing styles are very different. Except for their identity tokens, it is impossible to tell that they are from the same sect. However, the clothing styles of Zuimeng Peak disciples tend to be unified, generally chic and capable, and each of them has a uniform waist. It's a big gourd. Ran Kui's gourd is more delicate than the others', with a faint glow of treasure.
After leaving the mountain gate, Zuimengfeng and his party immediately distanced themselves from Yu Xian and others. Although they were moving forward together, the two sides were clearly distinct.
Shu Pinghui looked at the people opposite and said, "They seem to have problems with us."
Huo Xiumao: "Ignore it."
Shu Pinghui: "You should say this to Yin Xueze."
Yin Xueze looked impatient and glared at the other side from time to time.
Huo Xiumao: "...This is already the maximum speed they can maintain. Junior Brother Yin, please bear with it."
The two sides rushed on their way by flying with imperial weapons. There were several foundation-building disciples in Ran Kui's team, and they became indispensable personnel for this operation due to their formation skills. Although they were let fly by the golden elixir disciples, it was still unavoidable. Slowing down the efficiency of travel.
What's more, even without them, Ran Kui's team couldn't keep up with Yu Xian's speed.
Hearing Huo Xiumao's words, Yin Xueze snorted, but finally restrained himself from continuing to glare at Zui Mengfeng.
On the other side of Zuimeng Peak, a disciple near Ran Kui said dissatisfiedly: "Taizhu Temple has just a few people here, what's the use?"
His voice was not low, and as soon as he said this, he immediately attracted the echo of several people.
Some people said: "Be content, isn't their team leader in the Return to the Void Realm? He can become a very important elder in our sect."
"But it's too deceptive to bring a Nascent Soul and four golden elixirs when you return to the void, and you don't even have a god-transforming monk. Taichu Guan clearly regards the assistance as an opportunity to train disciples, and does not take our plight into consideration at all. inside."
"It would be nice to have someone here. Don't complain. Complaining is useless."
"You can't even say a few words? Why don't you come from the Wufeng Sword Sect..."
"Don't talk nonsense and concentrate on your journey."
Ran Kui suddenly spoke, followed by a knife in the eye. The two people who were talking suddenly fell silent, with a look of sarcasm on their faces.
Ran Kui turned his head and looked towards Yu Xian, directly meeting the gaze reflected in the mirror.
When the two disciples were talking just now, the woman with extraordinary beauty kept looking here. The two of them were completely unaware of it. Ran Kui accidentally discovered it because he occasionally peeked at each other.
Out of some tacit understanding, he and Yu Xian secretly opened an invisible barrier to prevent the verbal exchanges between their own personnel from being heard by the other side. Therefore, he was not sure whether the other party's gaze was due to hearing the words of those two people, or whether it was a coincidence.
Meeting Ran Kui's probing eyes, Jing Yingrong's expression remained unchanged. She nodded to him and then looked away, turning her face to the other side.
Ran Kui had no choice but to give up.
Jing Yingrong looked at Wu Yaochen and asked, "Is there something wrong with your spiritual power?"
Wu Yaochen, who had been silent today, was stunned for a moment, and said helplessly: "As expected of Senior Sister Jing... I'm about to break through."
"ha?!"
The one who made this sound was Yu Xian who was leading the team to fly at the front.
Not only Yu Xian, but also everyone else in the team looked over.
Shu Pinghui: "You want to break through to Nascent Soul? Now?"
"It can be now, or it can wait. I am suppressing spiritual power."
Wu Yaochen's expression was relatively relaxed, but the golden light in his pupils was like the sun struggling in the clouds. He wanted to break through the restraints and shine in all directions, but was forcibly suppressed and blocked.
Yu Xian: "How long can you hold it in?"
Wu Yaochen pondered for a moment and said: "About a month, but in this state, I can't exert my full strength during battle."
Yu Xian thought for a while and asked, "I remember that you didn't switch to any other martial arts. You were still practicing the "Great Sun Xuanyang Manual" of your Di Rong clan, right?"
After receiving Wu Yaochen's affirmative reply, she continued: "It's easy to handle this technique. Just hold it in, and when the time comes, I'll let you break through."
Wu Yaochen smiled: "But I will listen to senior sister's arrangements."
Yu Xian: "Take this opportunity to condense your spiritual power a few more times. Hey, with the look on your face, Junior Sister Shu, are you about to break through?"
Shu Pinghui shook her head: "I'm not that fast." She paused, and then whispered: "I just remembered that when I was a child, I was so anxious that I couldn't find the toilet everywhere."
Wu Yaochen: "..."
After a while, the two teams entered the abandoned jurisdiction area. They were about to fly over a ridge, and on the other side of the mountain were human settlements such as Chengchifang City.
When flying over the ridge, Shu Pinghui frowned and waved his hands up and down in front of his face, as if he wanted to dispel something, and said, "What's the smell? It smells bad."
Others obviously smelled the peculiar smell in the air, and all of them frowned. Many disciples in Ran Kui's team subconsciously covered their mouths and noses.
Only Jing Yingrong's demeanor remained the same, not only unaffected, but also as expected.
When they crossed the ridge and descended along the mountain, the smell suddenly became strong, like the smell of a large number of rotting and burnt living things. Various odors such as putrid, fishy, sour, burnt, etc. mixed into an unbearable smell. The stench to endure.
However, the scene before them had a greater impact on everyone than the smell.
Everyone stopped in unison and stared blankly at the purgatory ahead.
The once prosperous city has been reduced to ruins and scorched earth. The rubble is soaked in black blood, and human remains can be seen everywhere. The original color of the broad street is completely lost because it is covered with a thick layer of "mud". That layer of mud should have been bright colors of red and white, but has turned black and blue as time goes by. , surging with dots of white - that's maggots enjoying their feast.
This mud is distributed throughout the city, including outside the city, and is especially thick at the city gate. The mud is actually not so finely ground, so it is easy to see broken fingers, white bone stubble, strands of black hair, and clothes with no original color, etc.
Not all residents were trampled into pulp. For example, in the corner closest to the two groups, there were hundreds of corpses stacked on top of each other. Big holes were dug out of their heads, their chests and abdomen were torn open, their brains and internal organs were missing, their limbs were torn off, pieces of flesh and broken bones were scattered everywhere, and someone’s intestines were hanging on the charred branches nearby. Looking from a distance, it looks lush.
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