Chapter 130: Broken Soul Ridge
Twenty or thirty horse-drawn carriages full of peach blossom brew certainly won't move fast.
Zhu Changfeng and Tan Shihan accompanied Liu Qingchen.
In addition to the two of them, they were accompanied by twenty or thirty demon cultivators who were driving the carriage.
To return to the Hundred Tribulation Palace from Taoyuan Town, you need to pass through a canyon called Broken Soul Ridge.
Originally, this was a shortcut for traders.
The caravan has gone too much, and it is inevitable that it will not attract mountain bandits.
Mountain bandits rob the road, follow the rules, only seek wealth and do not ask for life.
Those who don't understand the rules take their money and their lives together.
More and more people are dying here, hence the name of the canyon.
The mountain bandits are infested, and the risk is too high, and the caravan would rather go far away than go through this road.
Over time, the canyon was overgrown with weeds.
Standing at the mouth of the valley, you can feel the secluded atmosphere emanating from the valley.
With the immortal law, Liu Qingchen certainly wouldn't take the mountain bandits in his eyes.
Zhu Changfeng and Tan Shihan, one cultivates to summon Yin soldiers, and the other drives murderous corpses.
The heavier the death, the happier they became.
The team enters Broken Soul Ridge.
The mountain walls on both sides are steep, and the weeds on the road are knee-high.
The wheels crushed against the weeds, creaking and rustling.
On the top of the mountain, Qiu Zhengming and Xiao Qianshen overlook the valley.
The convoy moved slowly, with a full view of every move.
Behind the two of them stood hundreds of immortal cultivators.
"It's time to do it." Xiao Qianshen said: "With so many people, capturing Liu Qingchen is not like exploring the bag to take things? ”
Qiu Zhengming nodded.
He beckoned behind him.
Immortal cultivators stepped forward one after another.
They were about to jump into the canyon, when Sun Nianchen opened his mouth: "The two sect masters allow me to say something." ”
"City Lord Sun, please have something to say." Qiu Zhengming motioned for him to continue.
Sun Nianchen said: "There are many mountain bandits in the Broken Soul Valley, and it is better to pretend to be a mountain bandit if you openly capture Liu Qingchen and offend the Hundred Tribulation Palace." ”
"We are all disciples of the Xianmen, pretending to be mountain bandits, what kind of system have we become?" Xiao Qianshen immediately vetoed it.
"Sect Master Xiao takes care of the face of the Immortal Sect, which is understandable." Sun Nianchen said again: "Although the Hundred Tribulation Palace is not as good as before, its strength is there. Qingxinmen brazenly stood on Liu Qingchen's side, and the attitude of Nian Liu Pavilion and other immortals was ambiguous. The two major immortal gates challenge the Hundred Tribulation Palace, and I don't think there is much chance of winning. ”
Xiao Qianshen frowned slightly, but Qiu Zhengming nodded slowly.
"Sect Master Xiao, what do you think should be done?" Qiu Zhengming asked him.
"Rely on the Sun City Lord." Thinking about the stakes, Xiao Qianshen finally nodded.
Sun Nianchen had already ordered his entourage to send hundreds of sets of ordinary people's clothes.
The disciples of the Immortal Sect changed their clothes one after another.
Fortunately, Liu Qingchen and the others traveled slowly, and Xianxiu changed their clothes, and they walked to the middle of the canyon.
As he walked forward, Zhu Changfeng came to Liu Qingchen's side: "Young master, here." ”
Liu Qingchen nodded.
Zhu Changfeng winked at Tan Shihan twice: "Guy who is neither male nor female, do you feel it?" ”
Tan Shihan glanced at him: "Isn't it just that there are many people here, who can't feel it?" ”
The wind in the valley was gusting, as if the howls of the undead could be heard.
The magic skills practiced by the two of them happened to be in harmony with the environment.
Whenever there is the slightest smell that does not blend with the environment, they can immediately detect it.
Liu Qingchen's waist interceded, and there was also a pink halo, trembling slightly.
The sword is sharp, and the crisis is born.
Whenever the question trembles, something will happen.
Liu Qingchen instructed: "Tell everyone, be careful." ”
Zhu Changfeng responded, turned around, and whispered one car after another.
The speed of the march slowed down a lot.
From the top of the mountain, there were shouts, and hundreds of people swarmed down.