They were hired by the Zhen family at a great price.

The original intention was not to kill people, but to slow down the speed of the trip.

If it is put outside, assassination, assassination, and poisoning from time to time are also a threat to Lin Ruhai.

At this time, they were trapped in the formation, separated by fog, and could not contact each other, and then they were eliminated one by one by Zhou Xun commanding the Dao soldiers.

"At this time, the Zhen family is still coping like this, what are they waiting for?"

"What does a Zhen family have to rely on, thinking that they can fight against the imperial court?"

This is exactly where Zhou Xun is puzzled.

It is also a place where many people are confused.

"The Zhen family's response is so strange, it's like they're waiting for something, and this feeling is becoming more and more obvious."

Below, in the valley, the shouting gradually stopped.

From Zhou Xun's point of view, there were no more enemies standing.

The silent black-armored Dao soldiers, in groups of three or five, acted in unison.

Through the connection in his heart, Zhou Xun divided the battlefield into twelve roughly equal areas.

In each area, there are three teams of sixty Dao soldiers.

Now it's time to clean up the battlefield.

There are quite a lot of talismans attached to the Taoist soldiers, which can avoid fire, water, and dust, and they are silent between walking, and if necessary, they can also fly against the wind for a short distance.

A corpse lying among the rocks, when the Dao soldiers approached, suddenly moved, pulled out the broken sword beside him and stabbed it.

Sonorous and sparks flowing, the blow did not miss, but it was useless.

With a sharp backhand knife, the broken arm and human head flew up, and the splattered blood stains were sprinkled in the air.

The invisible power separates these "dust", and the Dao soldiers are still spotless.

The corpses that fell to the ground, whether they were angry or not, whether they still had a heartbeat, would be mended one by one by the silent black-armored Dao soldiers.

Flesh and blood, against the Taoist soldiers, is at a disadvantage after all.

This time, only seven hundred and twenty black-armored Dao soldiers were dispatched, and all the enemies were annihilated, and Zhou Xun had no sense of accomplishment.

Half an hour later, the battlefield was cleaned up.

Zhou Xun dispersed and temporarily set up a formation, although this formation only played a simple role of confusing and isolating the inside and outside, but it also consumed a lot of money to maintain it for a long time.

The fog lifted, and the valley gradually resumed.

But there was a dead silence, and there was not the slightest sound of birds.

The earth qi, evil qi, and other qi that have accumulated underground here for hundreds of years have all been extracted, transported, and even finally consumed by the formation.

Within 10 years, the land will be barren.

A whirlwind, summoned by Zhou Xun, blew away the rich bloody gas in the valley.

Retracting the Dao soldiers, Zhou Xun left here.

The white rainbow flashed, the sword light flew away, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The scavenging crows, gathered out of nowhere, landed in the valley, and made a whoast cry.

The fresh flesh and blood here is a rare feast for them.

It is natural that people eat birds and beasts, and birds and beasts eat people.

In the valley, somewhere, in a crevice of a remote rock, a little milky white light gradually came out of the body, and appeared suddenly.

When the wind blows, the light shrinks and is only the size of a soybean.

A crow, just near the left, looked curiously, vibrated its wings, came over, pecked.

Without resistance, the ball of light was swallowed into the raven's belly.

Then, the crow croaked a few times, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a kind of spirituality.

The crow, which had only a spirit, lingered in place for a while, and then stumbled and flew up.

At first, it seemed to forget how to fly, but then it became more proficient, and later, it recognized the position and flew out.

On the other side, Zhou Xun, who was flying in the sky, was flying with sword pills around him, following the qi machine carried by the Zhen family's ambush soldiers, leading Zhou Xun to cruise around.

This is not Qionghua's Wangshu Sword.

Instead, Zhou Xun extracted the aura of the water spirit bead, combined with some of Wangshu's divine power, and mixed it with iron essence to forge a sword pill.

The sword pill is a variant of the flying sword, which is mostly used as a substitute when the material is insufficient.

After the sword pill is formed, the sword spirit is sent in, and then it is thrown into the inner heaven and earth, and it is constantly polished for thousands of years through water, fire, wind and thunder, and it will achieve a superior flying sword.

The speed at which time passes in the inner heaven and earth can be freely adjusted by its master.

The speed of the sword escape was extremely fast, and in a few breaths, Zhou Xun found a place.

fell, with a hundred and ten zhang long sword light, the momentum was compelling.

Before anyone arrives, the sword light arrives first.

The old monk who was originally sitting in the hut meditating suddenly felt alarmed and woke up consciously.

"Three corpses jump, disaster is coming!"

Then I felt like I was being pointed at by countless sharp swords, and I was almost shocked and couldn't move, like a rabbit frightened by an eagle.

Finally, his life was endless, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of hot blood in his heart, and regained consciousness through pain.

Before he had time to think about it, he rolled on the ground and sank into the ground.

When he stretched out his head again, he was already a hundred feet away, and when he looked back, a white rainbow ran through the thatched hut and was brushing here.

"Slow down! Slow down! Daoist friends have something to say! ”

The sword light of the person who came was 100 zhang long, and he cut down half of the hill with a slight movement.

The monk was stopped by the sword light and slashed in the middle of the retreat, but a green bamboo cane fell.

Hearing only a burst of surprise, Zhou Xun showed his figure and slowed down.

"That monk, did you make the "Taishang Five Explanations and Three Secret Methods"? Are you too close to the door? ”

This "Taishang Five Explanations and Three Secret Methods" is divided into the method of making the origin of the gods, the method of autopsy bamboo cane, the way of heavenly clothes, and the method of invisible escape.

It is also called Dr. Chu's hidden eight Yan Tongxian righteous path.

It is different from the prevailing Neidan sect, and it is also different from Qionghua's sword practitioners, which is the early Taoist immortal technique.

Seeing Zhou Xun stop, the monk appeared from the side again, sweating profusely and shouting.

"This fellow Daoist, I'm really not the Zhen family."

But he avoided talking about the teacher.

"Since you don't want to mention it, that's fine. Let's go. ”

How the Zhen family is actually has nothing to do with him, if it weren't for the fact that he was trying to make up enough numbers and survive the human calamity, he might not even be willing to kill the people in that valley.

This time I killed hundreds of people, and it was enough.

The monk was pardoned, jumped on a big wooden fish, and flew away with a magic weapon.

"I left a tail in the valley, plus this fake monk, how can I send the news to the Zhen family."

"I always feel that the Zhen family has something to rely on, and I hope that the cheap father-in-law will not have an accident."

In the valley, the formation that originally shrouded him was not approved by him himself, how could any primordial god be able to escape and escape?

The other living souls are all in his hands, and they have long been sent to the Yin Division for trial.

This move is intended to knock on the mountain and shock the tiger and test the Zhen family.

There is also this fake monk, who will definitely contact the Zhen family after leaving.

After thinking about it, Zhou Xun wrote a letter on runic paper, folded it into boxy pieces, and sealed it with a sword qi.

"Go, deliver the letter!"

The sword qi turned into a nimble bird, fluttered, swallowed the envelope, flapped its wings and flew away.