The night of the wild land always reveals a trace of silence and desolation. The sky was blue, but it was also dark and gloomy at the same time. This time of the day in the wild land is the quietest, from the sky to the earth, it can be described as a silence.

In the misty mist, there were three flashes of light, like meteors, piercing the sky and heading into the distance. At this moment, Bai Ye stood on the dragon's head, holding the dragon's horn in one hand and a blood-colored lotus flower in the other.

On either side of him were the elegant Taoist master and servant who was wielding the flying sword, and a little girl riding a bronze gourd. At this moment, they were on their way to the western part of the Savage Lands.

There was a sultry humidity in the air, which, combined with the mist, was very uncomfortable. However, Bai Ye only cares about looking into the distance, and does not care about these indifferent little things.

He was thinking about whether the two "business" orders he received were worth it. The black-robed boy is named Qingshan, and his master, that is, this elegant Taoist priest, is really named Mo Dehuo Twilight.

The two of them, when they were negotiating chips with themselves, had already told themselves about the many experiences that had happened in this world.

In the dark, Bai Ye had an illusion in his heart, and he began to feel that this style of Taoist Monk Maude was a bit like a certain god stick who wanted to call him a brother and sister as soon as he came up, that dead fat man.

The Taoist priest promised him that as long as he could take him back to the wasteland, he could refine weapons for him for thirty years and tell fortunes ten times. However, even if it seemed like such an absurd condition, Bai Ye agreed.

It's not these that he likes, but the identity of this Taoist priest. From the time of an exchange at noon until now, Bai Ye has felt more and more that this Taoist priest has some inexplicable connection with the dead fat man he has seen.

Perhaps, if the two of them can be taken out, the fat man may be pleasantly surprised when he sees it, after all, the arithmetic skills of these two people are similar.

After hearing that this Taoist priest can tell fortunes, he also asked Taoist priest Maude to calculate his numerology several times, but the answer is more absurd than the other, and one is more false than the other.

And the reason why he agreed to take them out was not only that, but more because of the little girl behind him, the owner of the small stall who claimed to be a Duobao merchant.

At this moment, she was looking nervous, pinching the spirit trick with her fingers, and trying to control the bronze gourd under her to follow behind them in the white night.

According to her, as long as he can return to the wasteland, all the magic weapons and other things on his body will be handed over to Bai Ye. And Bai Ye clearly remembered that the magic weapons on her body were very numerous, reaching hundreds of them.

And among them, there are also the vast majority, all of which are bronze. In Bai Ye's opinion, there was nothing strange about the bronze, and what really shocked him was that the vast majority of this bronze magic weapon was an existence that he couldn't see through with all his thoughts.

He won't do such a thing as saving people for no reason, but those magic weapons can't say that there are things he needs. And with intuition, he felt that this little girl would become a key presence in the next trip.

Compared with Bai Ye and Daoist Maude's calmness, this little girl is full of restraint and nervousness from any point of view. Her cultivation is indeed the weakest existence in the audience, and she is only at the peak of the Jiedan.

Mo said that it was a white night, and even Mo Dehuo, who claimed to be an extraordinary arithmeticist, was surprised that this little girl could survive unharmed.

At the pinnacle of the Jiedan, looking at the entire wilderness, casually picking out a certain brute beast or desolate beast can be above its strength......... And this little girl has been able to survive so far, and it seems that she can only rely on her many magic weapons.

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

Seven days later, Bai Ye and the others were still flying in the sky, on their way to the road. However, the land under the sky has changed from a desolate giant grass woodland to a vast desert, with thousands of miles of bare land, no grass growing, and a dead silence.

"Look, isn't that the legendary mysterious ruined city?"

Bai Ye and the others all looked in the direction of Qingshan Boy's finger, and sure enough, there was a looming black spot very far away from them, but for them monks, it was already very eye-catching.

Even if it is thousands of miles, for the speed of Bai Ye and the others now, it is just a cup of tea. However, Bai Ye and Daoist Mo De obviously didn't mean to be in a hurry.

In the sky, the peerless true dragon formed by Hyun Ya and the flying sword of Daoist Mo De stood side by side, steadily leaving the bronze gourd of the stall owner's little girl behind.

"It's ........."

At this moment, Bai Ye revealed a dark heavy pupil, looking ahead, observing everything in that black spot. And what caught his eye was indeed a city.

It was a ruined city, and every corner was engraved with the traces of time, even if it was only seen from a distance, it was still so dilapidated and deserted.

Here in the white night, the sky is still clear, there is no cloud and no fog, and the morning sun is infinitely better. But around that city, there was darkness, a bleak and dilapidated scene.

A dark haze enveloped it, revealing an indescribable dead silence and a suffocating sense of oppression. And when Bai Ye and the others approached it, for no reason, a gust of wind rose in the sky, whistling, sweeping the hot quicksand.

In just an instant, between the sky and the earth, it was already dark, the wind was blowing, and the quicksand was all over the sky. Hurricanes, small hurricanes, engulfed the entire city, sweeping everything.

"Here we are. ”

In the sky, the white night flew and fell, and Hyunya also changed her body, but after a few breaths, not far from the city, five figures appeared.

It's just that it is worth mentioning that as soon as the stall owner's little girl landed, the whole person's outfit suddenly changed, and she was covered in heavy and wide bronze armor.

The ancient dark green runes circulated, intertwined with the crimson runes on the big gourd, and instantly raised the height of the little girl to the same height as Bai Ye and the others.

"Poof.........

Bai Ye, Hyun Ya and Daoist Mo De were light and serious, but the Qingshan boy couldn't help laughing. This little girl's current outfit, no matter how you look at it, can give people a sense of joy, which can be called extremely laughable.

"Don't laugh......"

"Hahahaha......"

"Don't laugh........."

"Hahahaha........."

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

A moment later, in the team of five people, in addition to Hyunya, there was another "strong man" with a strong head (who was swollen by someone wearing armor).

"The ants in the god stage dare to provoke me, cut~"

At this moment, the Qingshan boy followed the back of the entire team, feeling that he wanted to cry without tears.

To put it mildly, he can be regarded as a monk in the god transformation stage, although his strength may be slightly worse, but he was actually beaten up by a little girl at the peak of the knot.

"The host ......"

The Qingshan boy opened his mouth, but after a long time, Mo Dehuo did not look back at him......... Bai Ye saw all this in his eyes, and at this moment, even he couldn't help but be a little amazed, this little girl's magic weapon was terrifying.

"Brother Maude, can your alchemy skills reach this level?" Bai Ye patted Mordho on the shoulder, and when he tilted his head slightly, he pointed to the little girl who had become a stall owner who had become an armored person.

"Uh...... What's this...... I think what I forged should be a little worse than this. Mordho shook his head and smiled.

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

Approaching the city, Bai Ye and the others suddenly realized that the entire ruined city was just an illusion. The real ruined city is really a ruined city, only half of it is left, buried by the wind and sand. And that half is gone.

And at the half-broken city gate, there were still dozens of figures. They stood there, as if waiting for something.

However, a moment later, Bai Ye saw a familiar figure in the crowd of dozens of people. Black hair and black eyes, purple clothes and purple lines - it is the Holy Son of Ziyan of the Ancient God Sect of the Northern Wilderness, Qin Ziyan.

The White Night saw him, and he saw the White Night as well.

At this moment, a strong look of resentment flashed through his eyes. Then, a powerful and incomparable coercion suddenly appeared within the scope of the entire city gate.

All the people couldn't help but look towards the Purple Flame Holy Son at this moment, the people present were not ordinary people, all of them were geniuses of various Dao systems, although the forces behind them may not be super Dao systems, then their background was still very terrifying and profound.

However, in the face of the terrifying coercion of the Purple Flame Holy Son, Bai Ye showed a smile, and then Fan Li's demon blood surged, releasing the terrifying coercion hidden in the bloodline.

When the two coercive forces collided in the air, everyone's eyes turned directly to Bai Ye's body, and showed extremely strong hostility.

"What's the matter, there are still demon clansmen, who are as unlucky as all your fellow Daoists?" At this moment, there was no need for the Ziyan Holy Son to deliberately manipulate it, someone had already come forward to denounce Bai Ye.

"That's it, I didn't expect the demon clan to come to this world, it seems that my fellow human beings are afraid that we will carry forward the traditional virtues of the human race to kill demons and demons. ”

As these words sounded, the hostility in the eyes of many people couldn't help but become a little stronger. They stared at the white night, and many coercive pressures rose, and together they assisted the Purple Flame Holy Son to suppress the white night.

"Wait a minute........."

"This fellow Daoist, needless to say, everyone is a Terran monk, and at this moment, the demon clan is arrogant, so we should naturally do our best to assist the Daoist friend of Ziyan and jointly suppress this person. ”

"Wait a minute........."

"Fellow Daoist, I really don't need to say more.........

The monk: "............"

(To be continued)

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