"The Medical Family School Palace did not receive my reminder. ”

Looking at the untouched paper tube on the finch's leg, Yan Shuangdao's face was calm.

"How so?"

Zhang Ping's brows were furrowed, and Dao Chang and Hua Que also changed their complexions.

"Master, could it be that someone drove you away?"

Xiao Mo's eyes flashed.

"No, the instantaneous speed of my finch is faster than that of an ordinary Grand Master, and normally it won't be intercepted and driven away,"

Yan Shuangdao's face changed several times, and there was a hint of hardship in his voice, "There is only one greatest possibility left." ”

"What is possible?"

Xiao Mo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"The Doctor's School Palace no longer exists. ”

Yan Shuangdao closed his eyes and shook his head.

"What!"

Xiao Mo was stunned when he heard this, and he subconsciously looked at the other grandmasters, "This!"

I saw Zhang Ping, Dao Chang, and Hua Que with solemn faces, and Hua Que even clenched his fists, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

"I want to go back to Yingcheng first. ”

Hua Que's face was solemn, and he hugged his fist at Yan Shuangdao.

"Get in touch!"

Yan Shuangdao did not stop him, and nodded solemnly and returned the salute.

Hua Que nodded, then turned around and galloped towards the northeast.

"The four of us were divided into two groups, guarding one of the two necessary routes to enter Sichuan and Shu, and intercepting the teams that rushed into Shu. ”

Yan Shuangdao looked at Zhang Ping and Dao Chang.

"Good. ”

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"Stay connected and take care!"

"Take care!"

Yan Shuangdao turned his head, looked at Xiao Mo with a hint of doubt on his face, and explained, "There are always some teams that will not assemble in Yingcheng and enter Sichuan and Shu without authorization, we need to stop these people who are adventurous." ”

"I see. ”

Xiao Mo nodded, and was about to leave with Yan Shuangdao, "Huh?" a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Shuangdao raised his eyebrows.

"At that moment just now, my divine consciousness suddenly had a strange feeling. ”

Xiao Mo's brows furrowed.

"Brother Chi, do you know what happened to me just now?"

"Tick!"

"The soul of the split touches the soul of the Lord. ”

"Soul split?"

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, "That's right!

"Master, where did my ghost puppet fall before?"

Xiao Mo looked at Yan Shuangdao with an eager expression.

"About a hundred miles to the southwest. ”

Yan Shuangdao's eyes flashed, "What's wrong?"

"I feel like the soul clinging to the ghost puppet suddenly got a feedback just now. ”

Xiao Mo looked at Yan Shuangdao steadily.

"When your ghost golem came out of the dark giant's body, it began to fester, and we thought the ghost golem was gone. ”

Yan Shuangdao frowned.

"Master, I still want to go and see it. ”

Xiao Mo insisted.

"Well, let's go back quickly, go. ”

Before the words fell, Yan Shuangdao took Xiao Mo and galloped towards the southwest.

......

Yanzhao border, the former site of Daicheng.

In the darkest corner of the broken wall, Zhao Wuming curled up his body, countless black mist burrowed into his body from every pore on the surface of his body, and his whole body trembled violently, obviously suffering unimaginable pain.

"Ah~"

A hiss mixed with various emotions suddenly sounded,

"Hmm~ It's delicious, this feeling is so wonderful!"

As soon as the black mist around him dispersed, Zhao Wuming's figure instantly flashed out of the corner and appeared on the broken street.

He looked at the thickening black mist around him, and his blood-red eyes were full of crazy joy.

"Huh?"

Zhao Wuming suddenly frowned and looked not far away from his side.

"Wow~"

Blue lightning flashed violently on the broken bluestone road, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Su She's burly figure appeared in it.

"Hmm!"

Looking at Zhao Wuming, whose whole body was haunted by a strange black mist, the pupils of Su Jie's eyes shrank sharply, "You succeeded." He looked at the rickety old man in front of him with a complicated expression.

"Hey, hey, it's a fluke. ”

Zhao Wuming had a smile on his face, and with the weird black mist around his body, the whole person looked particularly gloomy.

"How does it feel?"

Su Jie's face was slightly condensed.

"I've never felt so good in my life. ”

Zhao Wuming's blood-red eyes flashed.

"The chaos in Sichuan and Shu has been born, when will Chu be launched?"

Su Shi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked to the southwest, and his voice was cold.

"Hehe, at this time, Chu Di is already getting better. ”

......

Chu State, Yingcheng.

At this time, the sun was shining, and there was not the slightest sound from all over the usual lively Chudu, like a dead city.

And in the shadows that the sun can't reach, countless black fogs are constantly growing and dispersing strangely.

......

"There it is!"

Xiao Mo's eyes lit up, and a 'rush' rushed to the side of a broken body stuck in the bushes, and dragged it out.

"Brother Chi. ”

Looking at the soul puppet with a broken body and a miserable appearance, Xiao Mo frowned, and his heart ached.

"Tick!"

"Ghost puppet, status: [Ten thousand souls!] Devours ten thousand dark souls, and the ghost puppet gains the ability of 'soulification'. ”

"Huh!"

Xiao Mo's eyes widened.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Shuangdao raised his eyebrows.

"Not only did my ghost puppet not die, but it devoured 10,000 dark souls on its own!"

After Xiao Mo reacted at this time, his heart suddenly rejoiced.

"Oh?"

Yan Shuangdao was also surprised in his heart.

"I'll give it a try. ”

After Xiao Mo finished speaking to Yan Shuangdao, he controlled the soul puppet to 'soulify' according to the 'soul-turning' technique recorded in the 'Soul Ghost Law'.

"Whew~"

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew, and Xiao Mo watched as the broken body of the ghost puppet in front of him quickly faded, and finally completely disappeared from Xiao Mo's sight.

"Huh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Shuangdao's eyes, and then he frowned, "It's still there?"

"Yes, Master, in my Divine Sense, it is still in place, Master, can you sense it?"

"I can't feel it, but I have a feeling in the dark that something is there that threatens me. ”

"Huh, Master, do you feel threatened by it?"

"Yes, since it has devoured ten thousand dark souls, I think it will greatly improve my own strength, you should use it carefully in the future, don't be devoured by it. ”

Yan Shuangdao's face was grim.

"Yes. ”

Xiao Mo thought deeply, "I feel that my connection with it is getting weaker and weaker now, and I want to refine it again as soon as possible." ”

"In this way, I will take you to Bacheng first, intercept the follow-up team that boldly entered Sichuan and Shu, and you will sacrifice the ghost puppet on the way. ”

Yan Shuangdao took out a three-meter-long flying boat from the storage bag and walked up first, "Come up." ”

"Yes, Master. ”

Xiao Mo curiously glanced at the jade flying boat in front of him, and then hugged the manifest ghost puppet and got on the flying boat.

"Sit tight. ”

As soon as Yan Shuangdao's words fell, the flying boat immediately left.

......

Ba Cheng.

Since Chengdu was restored, the people of Bacheng have never seen so many outsiders.

Countless disciples and casual cultivators of large and small sects all flocked to it with one purpose, that is, 'the treasure of Shu Hou'!

No one knows who came out with the news of the 'Treasure of Shu Hou', and no one really cares, because as long as it is confirmed that Shu Hou is dead and Shu Hou's personal storage bag has not been found by anyone, it is enough!

"That's the wealth of the entire Chengdu city!"

"Yes, second only to Chengdu, the capital of the Seven Kingdoms!"

"Hey, I don't know which lucky person can get the storage bag worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones!"

"As long as I can drink some soup, I'll be content, and I can't think of that fat. ”

Countless martial artists Xuan Xiu were chatting, fantasizing, and waiting in various wine shops in Ba City.

"Lao Zhao, when are we leaving?"

"Yes, Elder Zhao, we little sects have managed to scrape together enough money for the journey, but don't even get a sip of soup!"

In a small wine shop, more than a dozen big men dressed as warriors sat in two places and talked loudly.

The rich old man in blue who was called 'Elder Zhao' had just come in from outside, and after listening to the words of the others, he spread his hands helplessly, "I also want to leave early, but the Tai Room who issued us the 'permit' will not let us go, and I can't help it." ”

Hearing the words 'Taimuro faction', the noisy liquor shop seemed to be quiet for a moment before resuming its noise, "Why didn't the Taimuro faction let us go? There must be a reason for this." ”

"yes, yes, we're all asking for money!"

"Elder Qin of the Taimur Sect said, when there are enough people, he will naturally leave. ”

After Elder Zhao sat down, he picked up his chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of fatty meat, and said while eating.

"Waiting for someone to come!

"Yes, I estimate that in this small Ba City now, there must be at least six or seven thousand martial artists and cultivators!"

"It's not enough, well, Elder Qin of the Tai Room Sect said that when the martial artist Xuan Xiu has reached 10,000 people, or the number of people in the team who have cultivated the Qi Realm Perfection Stage reaches 100 people, they will set off immediately. ”

Elder Zhao ate his meal and muttered to everyone.

"How can there be so many martial artists who have perfected their Qi Realm! Those proud sons of the heavens have already gone to Daicheng one after another to participate in the battle of righteousness and demons 'gilding'!"

"Hehe, Lao Liu, you're jealous!"

"Let your mother's fart! Lao Tzu's dignified cultivation in the late stage of the Qi Cultivation Realm, the first young master of the 'Enron Faction', will he be jealous of others?"

"Haha, are you still young? Lao Tzu is still a teenager!"

"Hahaha"

For a while, there was a lot of laughter in the small wine shop.

............

"It's here. ”

Yan Shuangdao looked at the vibrant city in front of him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"This is Ba Cheng?"

Xiao Mo stopped continuing to refine the soul and ghost puppets, opened his closed eyes, and looked at the small cities in front of him that looked much shabby compared to the Linzi, Handan, and Daliang he had seen before, with a curious expression.

"This is the only place to enter Sichuan and Shu, except for Qin, if the other six countries want to enter Sichuan and Shu, they all need to pass through here, I just hope that the big army has not left here now. ”

Yan Shuangdao's face condensed slightly, "How is your ghost puppet?"

"I've settled down a little, and that feeling of instability is no longer felt. ”

Xiao Mo had already confirmed it through the system.

"Okay, come with me into the city. ”

"Yes, Master. ”