Song Yan didn't know that a huge encirclement had been formed on his head, just waiting for him to go out, but Song Yan was still very safe at this time, because he was inside the body of Shen Hong. At this point, he had entered a state of meditation.

Although Song Yan killed all his opponents just now, as far as the police officers he lost are concerned, he really can't stop delaying any longer. He knew better than anyone else that there would definitely not be only these few demonic beasts in this place, and those who were more advanced than their cultivation would definitely still exist. Therefore, Song Yan cannot take risks recklessly. Three days have passed like this, and when Song Yan came out here, his essence has returned to its previous peak. This time, Song Yan didn't continue to plan to be here without time after thinking about it, not that he thought it was useless to continue collecting herbs here, but Song Yan suddenly figured it out, although there were more herbs here, and it was easy to guess, but their effect was not as good as the pills that had been refined, so after thinking carefully, Song Yan decided to return to Hongwu Dao Academy.

There, he could completely use Yueya to find the elixir, and it would be much better than looking for it like this now. "That's right! I've been out for a while this time, I don't know if Shi Han's curse has been lifted, and I don't know if I've recovered!" "The moment Song Yan was about to leave, he suddenly remembered Shi Han and Old Kuang, who were far away in southern Xinjiang. I remember that the Great Prophet once said that there is this fallen witch god on this deserted continent. And the last time they talked about it, they only talked halfway, looking at Zhang Fu's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Song Yan knew that this matter was by no means that simple.

"I have traveled directly from the original world, this witch god must have a special purpose, otherwise, when I disagree with their proposal at the time, he should come forward to love you and kill me. But instead of doing this, he took the initiative to contact Shi Han's curse for me, which probably won't be as simple as they said. Song Yan's heart rang back and forth about the things before and after, and he found that there were many loopholes in it, and there were many places that he couldn't figure out no matter how he thought about it.

After pondering for more than an hour, Song Yan was inert and no longer thought about it. Now Zhang Rui's body has taken a 10,000-year-old ginseng. Song Yan also had more than a year to do these things. So after a little consideration, Song Yan commanded Ying Hong to go to the southern Xinjiang. He had no plans to go up to the West Mountain. If the King of the Southern Brothers on the West Mountain knew about Song Yan's behavior, I don't know if he would be spurted out by a mouthful of old blood. When the figure of the Immortal Hung disappeared at the bottom of the Black Purple Lake, the Rat King was still standing on a cliff in the West Mountain to see the Black Purple Lake, and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

He stood motionless until many days had passed, and only then did a poignant and graceful word come up the hill slowly. "Didn't I say it! there's nothing you are not allowed to come forward for!" the woman was still far away, and the Rat King had already sensed his arrival. Then he whispered with a little displeasure. "Then Song Yan has already left here, and I came here to tell you about it!" The woman's voice was very soft and sweet, and it sounded very pleasant. However, the words that came out of his mouth did not make the Rat King feel happy at all.

"What?" The Rat King's voice was a little annoyed, he didn't set the net here, he just planned to let Song Yan get tricked by himself, but this kid actually left quietly, and let De himself wait here stupidly for so many days. This is how he can not be annoyed. "Where has he been?" the Rat King's voice was close to a roar, he knew that the woman in front of him was actually a human, but for some reason he chose to live here, and besides, this woman had the ability to understand the world. This is beyond his reach. "Go to Southern Xinjiang first and then go back to the Eastern Regions!" the woman's words were still not in a hurry. But every word is sonorous.

"Southern Xinjiang, Eastern Regions?" the Rat King's face showed deep disdain, and then as if he had done some huge letter struggle, he stomped his foot fiercely and informed him that I was going out for a trip and personally went to the Eastern Regions to arrest this kid. As soon as his words fell, the zombies who had been staying quietly on the beach seemed to have received some order, and Xu Su's seemed to be rushing towards the Rat King, and the moment they reached the Rat King, they all disappeared. After a long time, when the last zombie was gone, the Rat King flicked his tail, and then the whole person disappeared from the cliff.

And the woman behind him watched quietly from beginning to end. After the Blade Rat King disappeared for half an hour, the woman smiled faintly, and then whispered to herself: "Go! Go all! That grand event will still start, even if Song Yan is unwilling, your fate will not change anything! You will never escape the ......calculation of the witch god!" After saying these few words, the woman also took a new step and thought about the way to come.

Song Yan didn't know how many people were worried about him, and he didn't know what was going on in this wasteland continent that had to be resolved if he came forward. At this time, Song Yan stayed in the body of Minghong, and he was already thinking about the southern frontier after being defeated by the medicine, he wanted to find Shi Han first, and. and the old man he always misses in his heart.

In order to buy him time to escape, the old man once had a heavy trick with the elder, and then because he didn't have **, Fu Ohyi was used by the elder to collect the soul of the spirit diagram to slim down the soul.

Although the southern Xinjiang is not as close to the West Mountain as imagined, even if it is a long time for the Ming Hong, Song Yan can occasionally feel the West Mountain in such a short time through the Ming Hong, it is completely because he and Zhang Rui have already walked a long way before this. At this time, when Song Yan returned to the Black Purple Lake, there was already a recovery from the appearance of a good time, the number of various fish and shrimp was amazing, although the number of demonic beasts was still small and pitiful, but now he only looked at the fish and shrimp lightly, and it was full of vitality.

Along the way, Song Yan didn't appreciate any beautiful pure color, and Minghong's body was also in the right hole of the Black Purple Lake, and he didn't mean to delay at all. Although Song Yan was inside the body of the Dead Hong, he could see everything outside the body of the Dead Hung clearly. Because even when he was swimming, his single eye was always open, and not only that, but his body also had a special function, that is, Song Yan's divine thoughts could penetrate through his body and think about the entire Black Purple Lake. And this kind of penetration is not simply just throwing it over, but adding a long distance to Song Yan's original divine thoughts, so that Song Yan, who has already seen a range of thousands of miles, has an entire hundred miles.

Although it was only a short Bai Li, it could not but be said to be a considerable improvement for Song Yan, whose divine thoughts were already very powerful. In the past, although his body mind had a detection range of thousands of miles, but in this IQ Song Yan even if he wanted to move forward. It was already a little impossible, because Song Yan only had the strength of the Martial Emperor at this time, but his body and mind already had the ability to rival the Martial Emperor.

(End of chapter)