Shen Yixue never thought that this seemingly rough and violent Thunder Swordsman would be very straightforward!

Because after he ascended to the God Realm, he was once rejected by many cultivators because of the special color of his true qi, and almost to the point of being driven out of the God Realm, either opening a passage by himself to leave, or jumping from the Burial God Abyss, this is the situation that the Ben Thunder Swordsman faced after his ascension.

At that time, Yan Shan had just taken over as the sect master and did his best to maintain it, which allowed him to gradually gain a foothold in the divine realm.

Therefore, Ben Thunder Swordsman has always been grateful for Yan Lone, and even from his words, Shen Yixue can hear that in those days when Yan Lone stayed in the Demon Sect, Ling Xuzi seemed to be the sect master and gave orders, Ben Thunder Swordsman was actually not convinced. It's just that because Yan Lonely refused to return to the Dao Sect at that time, the Benlei Swordsman just kept silent.

Now he saw the Heavenly Witch who was opposed to the Divine Realm, and rescued many cultivators of the Dao Sect, and the selfish faces of Lingxuzi and others were exposed again and again. Therefore, seeing that Yan Lian lifted the blood contract and resigned as the sect master, he gritted his teeth and followed.

Ben Lei Swordsman looked at Shen Yixue with an awkward look in his eyes: "Miss Shen, thank you for your rescue." What the sect master said is right, you should not only be the Heavenly Witch, but also the bloodline continuation of the Zhantian Sword God, so ...... I ......"

He scratched his scalp again, obviously not knowing how to continue, so anxious that beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he listened to the words on the side and said lightly: "The blood contract has been resolved, and I am no longer the sect master of the Dao Sect." Ben Lei Sword, if you still want to follow me, don't use these two words again. ”

These words were very serious, and even the Ben Thunder Swordsman couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Yan Lin in a daze, as if he had never seen Yan Lin speak so violently.

However, it was only a moment of silence, and Ben Thunder Sword's loud voice sounded again: "Then you are my one-man sect master!

Yan Lin never thought that Ben Lei Jian would say such a sentence, and suddenly the black lines on his head were about to pop up, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He can't say that the future is bleak, and even he doesn't know where to go next, right?

However, after thinking about it, if he really wanted to leave the God Realm and disperse his true qi cultivation, the Ben Thunder Swordsman might not be able to give up ruthlessly. When the time comes, he will naturally retreat and no longer follow him. It's just that I'm afraid it's going to be difficult for him to be discriminated against by the people in the divine realm for a while again.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiao sighed deeply, and no longer argued with the Ben Thunder Swordsman about this issue.

Shen Yixue did not rush forward this time, but stood side by side with the other two, and looked at the Benlei Swordsman from time to time, as if she was thinking about something.

She wondered what that trace of silver light that was imperceptible to the naked eye when the True Qi of the Ben Thunder Swordsman was running, and why it was able to resist the surging ghost fog outside. What if that power reaches its extreme?

But on the next road, Ben Lei Swordsman has been honestly following behind Yan Lone, like a little follower, never out of line. There is no longer a chance to be exposed to the ghost fog and be observed by Shen Yixue.

Although they found the Boundary River, they could return to the Burial God Mountain as long as they followed the Boundary River to the north, but because of the dense ghost fog around them, the speed of the three of them was actually not fast.

Even if it was to ride the qi, it was like a large bubble in the undercurrent of the deep sea, and Shen Yixue could only barely control it and not deviate from the direction.

This time, the ghost mist was thicker than the previous ones, and it seemed to be gradually increasing, Shen Yixue's divine thoughts, although they were not completely blocked, but the sensing range was gradually narrowing.

In such a situation, even if Shen Yixue was worried about Xuanyuan's situation and desperately wanted to rush to Xiangshen Mountain, she could only move forward inch by inch.

It was also because of the ghost fog that they couldn't see the sky, the earth, or the flowers and trees around them, and Shen Yixue couldn't even tell how long they had been walking along the boundary river.

Originally, at the beginning, the Benlei swordsman still had the heart to talk to Shen Yixue and talk about some things about the battery, but after walking for a long time, he found that Shen Yixue was completely absent-minded, so he gave up.

The three of them hurried away, and they didn't know how long they had walked, but they felt that the ghost fog around them was getting thicker and thicker, like paste, and the three of them were completely trapped in it, and it was more difficult to move.

I don't know how long she walked, Shen Yixue suddenly noticed that the thick blue-black ghost mist around her that seemed to be like a paste began to flow slowly. Immediately followed by three loud bangs, "boom", "boom", and the ground under his feet began to tremble violently again!

The pasty-like ghost fog around him also seemed to be affected, as if an invisible big hand was patting on this pasty-like ghost fog.

The ghost fog that was slapped trembled endlessly, making Shen Yixue and the other three people inside also sway up and down with the ghost fog up and down, left and right, and even the colorful chaos shield was constantly changing shape due to the vigorous squeezing, and it could no longer maintain the shape that was originally like a colorful ball of light.

Something must have happened to the Burial God Mountain!

Shen Yixue's heart hung in the air, and she forcibly released her divine thoughts again, but it only spread out less than three zhang, and she could no longer sense anything.

In fact, in this ghost mist, all the flowers and trees have long since withered, and there are things that can make Shen Yixue's divine thoughts sense. It's just that such a small sensing range is the first time for Shen Yixue.

No new Chaos Heavenly Demons were once again circulating rapidly, mixed with a trace of gold, and silver colorful light flowed on it, and the chaotic qi on her body was connected and fused together.

The range of induction around her had finally expanded a bit, but Shen Yixue was shocked to find that because the colorful chaos shield was surging up and down with the mist, she didn't control it well for a while, and she actually deviated from the boundary river again!

However, when she finally stabilized the Colorful Chaos Shield and tried to find her way again, she found that she had completely lost her direction.

This time, even Yan Lonely was helpless and at a loss.

As for the Ben Thunder Swordsman, he can't be counted on at all, he is a rough man, and his sense of direction is not strong, so it is better to ask him than to ask him about silence!

So the three of them could only move forward by feeling, and they didn't know how long they had to wait, and suddenly felt a trip under their feet.

When I looked down, it turned out to be a wooden stake that seemed to have been struck by lightning, burned, and weathered, and there were branches and leaves scattered around that were almost broken into sawdust.

It was very easy to pull the leg out again, but because of this, the half of the stake could not bear the force, and it silently rotted into seven or eight pieces of rotten wood.

Seeing the black and gray wood chips on the shoes on her feet, Shen Yixue almost involuntarily remembered the footprints on the upper of the shoes before Yan Yan, and suddenly had a feeling of "connecting with the same fate"!

Therefore, he also learned to speak silently, and the colorful chaotic qi flowed slightly, trying to shake those sawdust down, but unfortunately for the first time, the strength of the control was not too good, and the position of the feet was suddenly completely covered by a rainbow mang, and the seven or eight pieces of rotten wood, where could they withstand such power, and suddenly a piece of sawdust flew, and in a blink of an eye, it slowly fell to the ground.

Such a Shen Yixue couldn't help but be a little funny, and the straight Benlei swordsman looked at Shen Yixue with wide eyes, I really didn't know where this half of the rotten wood offended her, and it reached the point of using true qi.

Fortunately, the Ben Thunder Swordsman was not good at laughing at others, so after being stunned for a moment, there was no follow-up. Instead, he was silent, staring at the black and gray sawdust, frowning and pondering for a long time, and suddenly asked Shen Yixue: "Where is there such a thick tree around here?"

Only then did Shen Yixue take a closer look at the outline left behind by the stake, and sure enough, she found that it was very thick as Yan Shi said. And what I accidentally stepped on was only on the edge.

However, it can also be inferred from this that the trunk must have been much thicker than that of ordinary trees.

Such a stout tree is rare even in the divine realm.

"Such a thick tree may not be conspicuous in those inaccessible areas, but it ...... here."

He didn't say any more, as soon as he raised his head and made eye contact with Shen Yixue, the two of them spoke almost at the same time, saying the same name: "Liu Wumian!"

Willow sleepless.

Although the cultivation is not as long as the peach blossom grandmother, the cultivation time is not short, and because of the loss of true qi before, the body is directly revealed under the burial god mountain.

And the reason why Shen Yixue and Xuanyuan Yanyan were in a hurry to come back from the valley far away from the Burial God Mountain was because of the warning given to them by Liu Wumian's ontological clone!

The eyes of the two people lit up at the same time: although they deviated from the boundary river, if the huge stump under their feet was left by Liu Wumian, then they must have been very close to the Burial Sacred Mountain.

However, there was some sighing in his heart, if the huge stump under his feet was really left by Liu Wumian's body, then it also meant that Liu Wumian had not been able to hold out until Xuanyuan arrived, and he had already died in the ghost fog.

Guessing further to the bad place, since this place is not far from the Burial God Mountain, and they have not heard or felt the sound of the collision of true qi and the fight between the two sides, then, Xuanyuan Yu, who came one step ahead of them, has also encountered an accident?

Otherwise, with Xuanyuan Yu's temperament, how could he be so silent? Even if the ghost mist hindered the transmission of the sound, but the collision of true qi did not cause the ghost mist to change?

Shen Yixue didn't believe it herself.

So she couldn't care about sighing for Liu Wumian anymore, Shen Yixue's heart hung up again, and there was even some hope that the stump she stepped on just now was not Liu Wumian, but just an ordinary tree.

However, he didn't want to, because that also meant that the three of them had deviated from the direction to a large extent, and they didn't know where they wanted to rush to the Burial God Mountain, it was simply as difficult as heaven!

For a while, Shen Yixue didn't know what to do, standing in place, staring blankly at the stump under her feet, not knowing which direction to continue walking.