Hearing Yu Xian talk about his victimization history, the others cheered up a little.
Shu Pinghui blinked and asked, "Sister Yu, that's the sect exchange meeting where you won the martial arts championship? When is the next one?"
Yu Xian spread his hands and said: "I can't say for sure. We have to wait until peace prevails. Besides, each sect still needs time to recuperate."
Shu Pinghui looked a little disappointed.
He Zongtao looked around, "Let me ask, which of you has any spiritual stones left?"
Everyone shook their heads in unison.
Only Jing Yingrong said: "Me."
No one was surprised by this. He Zongtao gave a thumbs up in admiration: "Fellow Taoist Jing, I really belong to you."
Jing Yingrong: "Thank you for the compliment."
Yu Xian rubbed his fingers a few times and said in deep thought: "Fellow Daoist He and Daoist Gu will be taken back to Shijue Mansion by Senior Kong in two days, so it doesn't matter, but we have to get some spiritual stones to prepare. Let me think about it...ah , yes."
She snapped her fingers and said, "The materials obtained from killing those monsters can be sold. There is a Fubao House in the city with a good reputation. You go back to the house and take inventory. We will go there in a moment."
…
Under the waterfall, beside the deep pool.
The huge human eye made of water flows with transparent pupils, like some weird eyeball-shaped creature.
Suddenly, all the pupils turned in a certain direction, and the scene seemed to freeze.
The two Array Pavilion disciples responsible for assisting looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Jinxu, who was sitting cross-legged.
One of them asked: "Junior Brother Zhao, have you traced the traces of Miyoudie?"
Zhao Jinxu nodded and smiled: "You should have gained something. Let me see where it is."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and his consciousness sank into the formation hub.
The mysterious space like the vast night sky extends endlessly, and there are several eyes embedded in the dark background. These eyes are thousands of miles apart from each other, but at this moment, their lines of sight converge at the same point.
Guided by his sight, his spiritual consciousness went to the coordinates there, and he only "saw" a river of sparkling light meandering forward. The spiritual consciousness stretches along the river of light, goes deep into the spatial background, and explores its corresponding position.
The smile on his face suddenly faded.
Zhao Jinxu slowly opened his eyes, his eyes dark.
Seeing that he was silent, the man from before took the initiative to ask: "How are you, Junior Brother Zhao?"
Zhao Jinxu didn't answer as if he hadn't heard, but his hands on his knees were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands were exposed due to too much force.
"...Junior Brother Zhao? Junior Brother Zhao!"
"ah?!"
Zhao Jinxu looked up in surprise as if he had just woken up from a dream.
The other party asked worriedly: "Are you okay? Is there something wrong with the formation?"
Zhao Jinxu shook his head. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again, his eyelids lowered to cover his wandering gaze, and then he raised his eyes again, as bright and innocent as ever.
He said: "The general direction has been found, but further precise positioning is needed. In order to prevent errors in the results, I think it would be better to observe further."
The other two thought for a moment and both agreed.
"That makes sense. It would be bad if our seniors made this trip in vain, but don't delay it too long."
"I know."
After receiving the reply, the two of them returned their minds and continued to focus on maintaining the operation of the formation.
Zhao Jinxu let out a breath.
No one noticed the anxiety in his eyes.
…
The edge of the desert.
High in the sky above the clouds, the ninth-level monster Skywind Condor soared in the wind.
It flew so high that it was difficult for ordinary monks to see it, and so high that even the sand ants sweeping the world couldn't notice it.
Its sharp eyes looked down, and a meandering pink river was reflected in the demonic pupils with flowing spiritual power.
The river moves silently towards the sand ants until it enters a death frenzy of rolling yellow sand.
The river has not been swallowed up, nor has it been crushed. It still keeps moving forward, moving toward areas with higher density of sand ants.
Finally, it reached its satisfying destination. The river began to disintegrate, and the mysterious butterflies dispersed one after another.
The arrival of these uninvited guests went unnoticed by any sand ants. They fly around, searching and selecting among countless targets.
A mysterious butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the sand ant it had chosen. The sand ant was strong and had a shiny carapace. It looked majestic, but it was completely unaware of the butterfly sitting on its back.
The coiled mouthparts of the Mysterious Butterfly suddenly stretched and straightened, becoming like needle pricks. The next moment, the sharp beak suddenly pierced the body of the sand ant.
The sand ants trembled for a while, then stopped moving.
As time went by, the body of the mysterious butterfly gradually shriveled up. In contrast, the body of the sand ant grew faintly.
When the life breath of Miyoudie completely disappeared, the sand ant finally moved.
A flash of pink light flashed across its surface, and then its entire body disappeared, becoming hard to see with the naked eye - just like a mysterious butterfly.
Similar scenes play out everywhere.
These individuals who had undergone mutations after being selected gathered together, and in the center was an extremely large sand ant with thin wings on its back.
This sand ant did not disappear like its other companions. An extraordinarily beautiful Mystic Butterfly clung to its head, its mouthparts completely submerged.
It moved its legs step by step and crawled forward slowly. Its stiff movements were like a puppet being controlled. After crawling a long distance, its movements gradually became smoother.
The mutated array of sand ants followed it in an orderly manner, like a well-disciplined army, and it was the general of this army.
The direction in which the team was heading was a place that couldn't be called far away. It was a natural barrier made of black smoke and blazing flames.
Seeing this scene, knowing that the escort mission was completed, the Tianfeng Divine Eagle roared and fluttered its wings away.
…
front.
The number of companions around Lan Chucui has increased to nearly a hundred people. Because the team performed well in fighting the beast tide, an elder specially allocated a flying boat for them to drive.
The flying boat specially used for war is as straight as a flying fortress, cutting through the waves in the sea of beasts. The layers of shields transformed by magic circles and runes tightly protected everyone, and continuously supplied spiritual power, allowing everyone to attack with all their strength. Various magic powers broke into the beast tide like meteors and swept out the beasts. Large empty areas.
As the flying boat opened the way, more monks followed, gradually gathering a considerable force.
Lan Chucui stood on the bow of the ship, with several circular pictures suspended in front of her, showing distant scenes in all directions. She used the information conveyed by these pictures to adjust her forward route, avoid overly powerful monsters, and at the same time formulate offensive and defensive formations, conveying instructions to everyone's consciousness through the war drum weapon beside her.
A figure suddenly flew onto the deck from behind the flying boat, walked quickly towards Lan Chucui, and said, "Junior Sister Lan, are there any problems with using the flying boat?"
Lan Chucui didn't look back, staring intently at the scene in front of her, and replied: "I'm still a little unskilled, but it's okay. Senior brother, are you here because the elder has something to convey?"
"Yes, Elder Fan said that we must turn northwest as far as the Qiling Mountains. The sooner we turn, the better."
Lan Chucui was stunned for a moment, and a map unfolded in front of her. Different from ordinary maps, this map focuses on showing the battle situation between monsters and humans, and it is changing and updated all the time.
Lan Chucui stared at the map for a few seconds, then realized: "Want to avoid the radiation area in the desert?"
The other party: "Yes, although it is still far away, but just in case, our people try not to go there."
Lan Chucui agreed and asked: "Isn't the Wufeng Sword Sect responsible for solving the problem in the desert?"
The other party said helplessly: "Yes, but it seems that something went wrong. Originally, no one knew that they were responsible for this matter. They should have planned to secretly kill the monsters and catch them off guard. But you see, it took so long, Now even people like you who have been staying on the front line know about it. By the way, let me tell you a piece of news, junior sister. I heard that Elder Fan asked the Wufeng Sword Sect before if they need to cooperate with each other to protect the monsters from inside and outside. We were flanked and then rejected, so she ordered us to walk around the desert... Ah, I have to give orders to a few other people, don't tell others what I just told you."
After the other party left, Lan Chucui looked at the map again, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.
A demon bird swooped down from the clouds, and its speed caught everyone off guard.
Without even looking, Lan Chucui took her bow and unstrung it, and the light arrow formed instantly and shot out.
An arrow pierces the heart.
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