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Qingyan frowned and looked at the boundless night, the sky was pure black, the stars and the moon were lost, and there would be a great demon. A few guiding fire talismans were punched out in his hand, and he flew forward along the spiritual veins, and the corner of the town was the only place where there were buildings in the spiritual veins. Now that the black gas is afraid that it has occupied it, it is only a way to kill himself when he goes back. Flying along the spirit veins can at least improve your skills and speed up your flight.

"Where are we going?"

"If you can't fly over, avoid it first." Even with the blessing of the spiritual vein, he could not guarantee that he would be able to completely escape the black qi. If you continue to fly blindly, you are very likely to be used as a live target.

The area outside the town is desolate, and the yellow sand is long and bleak.

Qingyan found a large sand dune, the terrain here is very good, it is difficult to find people in it if it is not from high altitude. And the sand dunes are tall enough to withstand the night winds that gradually increase in the desert.

"We're here tonight." Qing Yan withdrew his spiritual power, and Mo Han slashed a perfect arc in the air, inserting it into the sand on the ground.

"Okay, Sister Qingyan, you've had a hard time all the way, I'll help you clean up where you sleep."

"I'm tired." Qingyan looked up at the sky, and in the depths of the dark night there was unfathomable danger.

There are only some dead branches nearby, and the material conditions are poor, Bai Yunhao borrowed the fire talismans that soared around him to burn the dead branches tiled on the ground, and there were not many dead branches picked up, so the ground burned quickly and only a piece of charred black. Sweep the scorched black off the ground with the branches, re-lay a layer of dead branches, and finally spread your trench coat on top.

"Sister Qingyan, it's done, the conditions are simple, you will just do it." Bai Yunhao said a little shyly, an immortal master like Qing Yan now has to endure this kind of hardship in order to protect him.

"Very good." Qingyan smiled slightly and sat cross-legged on the made bed.

"Sister Qingyan only needs to endure for a few days, and I will definitely thank you when I return to the main base."

"What about patience, the earth is the paving, the sky is the earth, this is the practice." Qingyan closed her eyes, feeling every movement in the air, and her consciousness became abnormally alert. In the last days, spiritual power is thin and spiritual cultivation is difficult, so we need to work harder.

"I almost forgot that Sister Qingyan is a cultivator." Bai Yunhao smiled wryly, and wanted to say a few more words to Qingyan, but found that the person next to him had already meditated quietly. had to shut up, shrank up and sleep next to Qingyan.

After getting along for a few hours, Bai Yunhao also had a general impression of Qingyan. To sum up Qingyan in two words - cold. Qingyan is probably far away from the world for too long, and his body exudes this temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world. But she definitely does not look down on ordinary human beings, and from her occasional encouraging smile, you can see that she respects him like a friend. However, if there is no order from his predecessors, Qingyan is afraid that he will not be in this troubled water.

She has always looked at this smoky end times with an outsider's attitude, but the world is ups and downs, who can really do it completely without touching a leaf.

Bai Yunhao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and hunger and tiredness made him fall asleep quickly.

The fire talismans around Qing Yan slowly lost their luster, these talismans were too conspicuous, and it was safer for the two of them to take away the light.

Slowly stood up from the ground, his toes flashed, and his whole body instantly soared above the sand dunes.

"If the spiritual pulse is turbulent, there will be great trouble." The stretching spiritual veins in the distance emitted this golden light, and further ahead, there was only a black qi left.

Master once said that the spiritual veins are the foundation of the earth, and now the last days are shaky, and there are tragic scenes everywhere. Now the earthly spiritual veins have also been destroyed; The person who can harm the earth spirit vein is by no means comparable to himself. can let the spiritual cultivation heavenly treasure be destroyed, how can she endure it.

Leap lightly from the top of the hill and kneel on top of the spiritual vein. Only those who cultivate the spirit can see the spiritual veins that emit golden light, in the eyes of mortals. The spiritual veins under these feet are no different from those ordinary sandy soils.

Qingyan knelt on the ground, put down his hands reverently, and knocked his head three times. The spiritual power between the fingers flowed, slowly injecting into the spiritual veins little by little. The Water Moon Sect is built on the spiritual vein, and after the annual sect sword meeting, everyone in the sect goes up to the supreme god master and down to sweep the floor and relax. will inject some of the spiritual power refined in a year into the spiritual veins. I have been grateful for the nourishment of the spiritual vein for a year. But this is not the Water Moon Sect, and this is not the spiritual vein that nourishes a sect.

The spiritual veins were about to dry up, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to pour spiritual power into them, barely maintaining a glimmer of vitality in the spiritual veins. Even if it's just a drop in the bucket, it's like doing nothing yourself.

From the moment Qingyan was injected into the spiritual vein, he also sensed the movement of the spiritual vein. Her consciousness suddenly became extremely clear, and the scene from a hundred miles away suddenly appeared in his mind. The black aura was shrouded, and the twelve people I had just seen resisted desperately to evacuate, and as they ran away, the luster of the spiritual veins had dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What the! That black qi was able to absorb the power of the spiritual veins.

Of the twelve people in the distance, only five or six people had been killed at this time, and as long as they stopped a little and were chased by the black qi, they would instantly turn into a dry corpse. It's not death that's terrifying, it's dead corpses, waving their claws and swiftly attacking their former companions.

As if he was watching a farce, the black gas slowed down and let the corpse poult those former partners. The bodies of these dried corpses were still decomposing at a rate visible to the naked eye, and from time to time the carrion was shed. But they were so agile that they swooped down on their companions in the blink of an eye. Tearing at those who were alive, those who were bitten quickly alienated and began a fierce counterattack. Perhaps these people sat together an hour ago and drank and talked, but now they devoured each other's flesh.

Qingyan looked a little uncomfortable, he had been cultivating for many years, even if he was cold, there was a dawn in his heart. The spiritual power in his hand soared, flew along the spiritual vein, and rushed towards the black shadow.

At the moment when the spiritual power was released from his body, Qing Yan regretted it a little. The enemy is too strong, if it is discovered, I am afraid that I will not be able to retreat with Bai Yunhao. It doesn't matter if you are injured, but if you involve Bai Yunhao, you will be disappointed by your master's life.

The black qi in the distance suddenly attacked with a cloud of spiritual light, and the person who controlled the black qi passed through the cold computer screen, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer.

Act recklessly.

The black qi quickly diffused, rushing straight to the emanation of the aura.

Qing Yan was about to flee quickly, when the black qi behind him suddenly attacked. Mobilize spiritual power and quickly block the black qi. The night breeze blew her green hair, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her delicate and beautiful figure emitted this cold light.

Qing Yan struggled to meet this blow, which seemed to be no different, but in fact, he had been hit hard, and it was difficult to even stand firm at this time.

The black hair is fluttering, but the old man is still the same. The person on the other end of the screen froze in place for a moment, and stopped attacking in his hand. Just staring at the person on the screen in a daze, she's back, she's back! (To be continued.) )