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The trees have become sparse, and a large area of desolate mountain rocks is bare, exposed, and no grass grows.

The eight of them walked quickly, and then at this moment, Yang Qian was keenly aware that someone was following them in the hidden woods behind him.

Yang Qian glanced at Sun Daoliang, and Sun Daoliang immediately understood what Yang Qian meant and nodded.

Then, with a whoosh, the two swept to the sides, one after the other behind the man, and outflanked him.

Yang Qian and Sun Daoliang were extremely fast, and almost in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the person who was following him.

The man tried to escape to the left and right, but the six Qingluo people immediately flashed to him, blocking all the way.

"Who are you and why are you following us?" Yang Qian asked coldly.

When the man saw that eight people surrounded him, he was also a little panicked. But he apparently knew that by revealing his identity, it would only get worse. So he simply didn't answer anything, and tried to run away.

However, his body moved, and the eight of them blocked the direction of Ruoyou again.

"Want to escape?" Yang Qian snorted coldly, stepped away in a leisurely step, and appeared in front of the man in the blink of an eye, the sword light flashed, and the blue water dragon yuan was on the man's neck.

"Say it! One last chance for you! Yang Qian's voice seemed to come from an ice cellar, and the temperature of the air seemed to have dropped by a few points.

Feeling the cold blade, coupled with Yang Qian's deliberate release of coercion, the man's body couldn't help but tremble, and he said, "I...... I say. ”

The man glanced at the eight people a little timidly, and then said, "I am a disciple of the Sunflower Sect...... I saw you in Liangcheng yesterday, and you made a big move, so ...... He seemed to be very rich, so he followed......"

Generous shots?

Do you want to rob?

But Yang Qian looked at this person twice, and his cultivation was not profound. Not to mention that Yang Qian and there are eight of them, even if there is only Yang Qian, that person can't beat him.

If you don't come out to find abuse, then you must have something wrong with your head.

"Sunflower Sect?" Yang Qian asked rhetorically.

Not only Yang Qian, but the other seven people had not heard the name of this sect.

I think it should be a small sect.

"Let me ask you again, how many people are there in your Sunflower Sect?" Yang Qian asked.

"There are six of them." That's humane.

"You're here for the Xizhou Ancient Tomb?" Yang Qian deliberately tested the disciple, and the long sword pressed against his throat, and he couldn't help but use a little harder.

The sharp blade of the sword cut through the skin of the man's throat, and traces of bright red blood spilled out.

"Don't, don't kill me......" the man turned pale with fright, "we are indeed ......"

However, before the man finished speaking, suddenly his arm was raised, and a stream of white powder suddenly dispersed, Yang Qian held his breath, and the long sword was pulled sideways.

However, the sword light flashed, but only the sound of breaking the sky was heard.

The powder was gone, and the man had long since disappeared in place!

"Gone?" Yang Qian and the others looked at each other, looking around, where were the figures?

"He was allowed to escape!" Yang Qiandao.

"Sunflower Sect, it's kind of interesting." A smile appeared on the corner of Qian Duoduo's mouth, "It may not be a good thing to let him escape." ”

"How?" Sun Daoliang asked.

Qian Duoduo groaned slightly: "That person is just a little Luo Luo of the Sunflower Sect, even if we catch him, we can't ask anything." Instead, let him go back, and maybe pull their head out. ”

"Kind of makes sense. However, the enemy is dark and I am clear, everyone should be vigilant and careful. Wu Wanjun said.

After tracking the turmoil this time, the eight people adjusted their forward formation.

Sun Daoliang and Wu Wanjun opened the way at the front, Qingluo Sannu and Zhang Baowenxing in the middle, and Yang Qian and Qian Duoduo at the end.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the eight people sped up their progress.

However, after about half an hour, Sun Daoliang and Wu Wanjun in front suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?" Yang Qian froze.

"Look." Sun Daoliang's eyes fell on a pile of rubble.

Following Sun Daoliang's gaze, he saw three corpses lying in the pile of rubble, looking hideous.

Three bodies, two men and one woman.

The two male corpses were both sealed with a sword, and there was a shocking blood mark on their throats. And the female corpse had a fist-sized blood hole in her chest, dripping with blood.

The eight people walked slowly to the three corpses, and Sun Daoliang squatted down to examine the three corpses.

"There is also body temperature, and the time of death is no more than the time of a stick of incense." Sun Daoliang stretched out two fingers and placed them on the neck of a corpse.

"Who are they?" Yang Qian also squatted down, turned the three corpses over, and groped around them for a while, but did not find anything that could provide their identity information.

"All three of them were killed with one blow, and it seems that the cultivation of the person who killed them is not weak." Qian Duoduo said solemnly.

"We're still about two hours away from Weststate, the killing has already begun, and if I'm guessing right, we'll see more and more of these corpses as we get closer to Weststate." Sun Daoliang said solemnly.

Hearing this, the group's expressions turned cold.

In the next two hours, Yang Qian and his party really found many corpses.

Standing at the junction of Zhongzhou and Xizhou, looking around, the front is vast, the yellow sand is long, and an exotic style is displayed in front of you.

The sand dunes are rolling and the west wind is tight.

At the limit of sight, an ancient city is in sight.

"Is this the Western State? Sure enough, it's as rough as the rumors! Qian Duoduo sighed.

"That city is the ghost town of the Western Regions, and we will settle there tonight." Sun Daoliang said.

The other seven nodded in agreement.

In his previous life, when Yang Qian was the young master of the Divine Pavilion, he had read a large number of ancient books about Xizhou, so Yang Qian knew more about Xizhou.

Xizhou is also known as the Western Regions in ancient records, and there was once a mysterious ancient civilization.

It's just that in the long river of time, these ancient civilizations were swallowed and buried by the wind and sand, and disappeared.

The ghost city of the Western Regions is one of the few ancient cities that remains.

Because the wind and sand in the desert are too strong, the ancient city looms in the wind and sand, and it is named the ghost city of the Western Regions.

People living in ghost towns in the Western Regions are fierce by nature, and it is common for them to eat human flesh and drink human blood.

The people in the ghost town are still uncivilized and relatively barbaric.

Therefore, going to the ghost city of the Western Regions to spend the night is also full of danger.

It's just that the wind and sand in the desert are unpredictable, and if you stay in the desert at night, you may be swallowed up by quicksand and die if you are not careful.

Therefore, although the ghost city in the Western Regions was extremely dangerous, Yang Qian and the others had to settle in the ghost city in the Western Regions.

"It's getting dark, let's get into the city." Yang Qian suggested.

The group nodded, their figures swept up, and soon they landed outside the tall walls of the ghost city in the Western Regions.

Looking up, the ghost town is magnificent, and the buildings in the city are all made of yellow sand.