Chapter 17: The Old Crowd (I)

So powerful, is he really a new disciple of the sect?" On the ground, some disciples who relied on magic weapons to resist the collapse of the ice and earth, while struggling to support, saw some huge bodies, falling vertically from a height of hundreds of zhang.

In addition to sighing, they revealed their bitter colors, and their huge bodies further expanded the collapse of the ice land.

As for those disciples in the heavens, after feeling that those people had died, they couldn't help but secretly rejoice in the thought just now, and even faster and flew towards the end.

It was a long journey, and even for the second type, it would take several days, and now, they didn't care about the disciples on the ground, they just flew towards their goal.

Looking at the few disciples who fled, Yunchen didn't kill him, now is not the time.

And those disciples on the ground, he was even less interested, these people were only able to resist the disaster, and they were likely to die out of the battle.

On this snowy field, Yunchen didn't know anyone, and he didn't meet any acquaintances.

"Looks like I'm going to have to get out and wait for those people. ”

Wow, a long cloud tail, only hanging in the sky, towards the end, galloping away.

In the same area, there are many ends, and the way to leave is also very simple, as long as you go in a certain direction, keep walking, even if it is wrong, it will be adjusted due to the formation, so that the disciples are treated equally, no one will be lucky to be teleported to the end, if you want to go out, it takes time and speed.

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In the formation, even if there are fewer wild beasts, there are still dangers. For example, in the snow where Yunchen was, when the ice collapsed caused by him, one by one sharp ice picks, at some point and somewhere, appeared in an orderly manner, causing the ground disciples who had just survived the catastrophe to suffer heavy blows again, and if they were slightly distracted, the ice picks broke through and died.

Similarly, for the disciples in the sky, the formation was still merciless.

Patches of peaceful ice clouds, turning into sharp cutters, are not only cold, but also swaying around, and it is impossible to see how different from the clouds and mist is on the outside, but when they get closer, they know how dangerous they are.

As strong as Yunchen, although he had the knowledge to explore the way for him, he still almost caught the way.

His shoulder blades were injured to varying degrees, but fortunately, his body was as powerful as a demon beast, and it was a demon beast in the middle of incarnation.

The original golden blood, in this injury, was not revealed, it seemed that after Yunchen broke into the transformation realm, the effect faded and no longer manifested, as for the pattern on his chest, it also disappeared, and the person concerned was unaware of this series of changes.

In the end, Yunchen still sat on the clouds, constantly recovering from his injuries, relying on the body's original primordial qi, accumulating essence, and then accumulating on the injuries to accelerate healing, without relying on any elixir to recover.

Time passed slowly, since he had suffered a trap, Yunchen was more careful, and hurried day and night, rushing to the end of the stars and moons, he had a hunch that this decisive battle would be completely different from the second category, because there were fewer desolate beasts, for other regions, the traps there could not be more dangerous than the snow, and the disciples who came to the end would be more than the second category.

However, it is true that the trap in the forest area, at most, is suppressed by big trees, and the branches wrap around the disciples, and they are not fatal. Although the swamp is dangerous, it can be seen with the open eye, and poison gas is not something that cannot be hidden. As for the yellow sand, although it is very dangerous, it is slightly inferior to the snow.

Time passed like this, and after a few days, Yunchen did not suffer a fatal blow, and he finally walked out of the snow and walked towards the end.

A white mist, when a person stepped into it, disappeared in an instant, indicating that he had become a leader in the first category.

After the end, there were thunderclouds churning in the sky, and the ground was not as peaceful as the second type of people were, and there was an incredible danger in the thorns, and among the meadows, there was no obstruction from the beasts, but there was more need for wisdom.

In the heart, this is no more dangerous than the second type of strong people.

Yunchen's feet, after stepping on it, swept everything with his senses, looked into the distance, and felt that there were several people in the crowd, each of them, not intruding on each other, in that kind of harmonious scene.

"It's a little weird, is this too dangerous?" Under the hurried footsteps, far away from the place he had just entered, he needed to think calmly, and finding a safe place was the first priority at the moment.

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At the pile of flowers and plants, several people sat on the ground, their eyes were somewhat gloomy, their faces were very unnatural, and they were familiar with each other, obviously old disciples.

"Tell me, what should I do now?" sighed one of them.

"It's rare to have a Thunder Leopard Clan, they have unparalleled financial resources, and they have to deal with people who have just joined the sect, both for themselves and for him, it is a matter of mutual benefit, and we must do a good job. As the man spoke, he made a loud voice, and behind him was a sharp blade, only a few feet long, but it was striking. And this sharp blade, although erratic, never leaves it a few inches away, and the breath is very dangerous.

"Brother Zhang laughed, you are willing to quit the second category, but we are constantly climbing. This person is insignificant to you, but he was able to kill Chen Hui, and caused the ice to collapse, causing several old disciples to die in the air, how can this not make our hearts tremble. One person expressed his sorrow, and he received the news early in the morning and knew what Yunchen had done.

"Oh, could it be that you have seen it?"

"Yes, my Lianyin Lingyu is explained to many friends, and its strength is low, so I have no choice but to do it. The man did not complain about his weakness in the slightest, but told the truth.

"Is this the case?" said the man who had the blade, his face gloomy.

"Do you want to let the past happen again this time?" said one of them, a little flustered.

"Yes, I heard that before, the person who was in the same class as the sect master used his own strength to fight against the entire old cultivator, but unfortunately, this person did not know where to go in the end. After speaking, the man smiled disdainfully, he had his own guess as to the reason for the disappearance of such a character.

"Couldn't it have been done by someone?"

"It's possible. Huo Ran, the person who controlled the blade, got up, and then shook his fists: "Hurry up and contact familiar people, the face of the old man, don't lose it, since it is the person that the Thunder Leopard wants to kill, you can push the boat down the river, and we, even if we die, we will not hesitate." ”

"Yes, Brother Zhang. The rest of the people immediately got up and responded with fists clenched.

"You can't escape. The man with the surname Zhang slowly took out a portrait, and then under the billowing smoke, the portrait turned to ashes.

With the decision of the person surnamed Zhang, the old disciples who came out of the end have been dispatched, they have their own contact methods, the first type of people, no better than the second type, their strength is low, and the tasks they accept are almost all dispatched in a team way, so there is still some friendship.

Although many of the second category came from the first category, after the strength grew, the places they went to were scattered, and their friendship faded.

"Is there any reward for killing this person?" some disciples wondered.

"Kill this person, and it's a new cultivator in the sect, why not do it, haha......" After a disciple laughed, he walked towards the place of planning.

"The point is, this disciple is a human race. A man dressed in a red robe, crushed the portrait in his hand, slowly deviated from his original direction, and disappeared into an unknown place.