Now that he was moved, Shen Qing had a plan in his heart, and he groaned slightly, and said, "Dare to ask this fellow Daoist, besides you, who else is going to that crypt?"

The yellow-clothed monk hurriedly said: "There are two more people, I plan to only form four people in the next place, now there is a shortage of three and one, counting you, you can set off, oh, the companion in the next place is over there,......."

The yellow-robed monk said, gesturing in the direction of the clearing behind him.

Shen Qing looked in the direction he was pointing and saw an old man in green clothes and a woman in purple standing there not far away.

The old man in green clothes has gray hair, wrinkled face, and looks a little wooden, while the woman in purple is a beautiful young woman, with high breasts, graceful posture, charming and sultry, quite a bit of moving style.

The two seemed to have been paying attention to this side, and when they saw Shen Qing coming over, the two of them gestured at him with a friendly face.

Shen Qing also nodded slightly, which was a response, and at the same time, with a slight sweep of the spiritual skill, the cultivation of the old man and the woman in purple was detected.

Unexpectedly, the old man in Tsing Yi was quite old, but his cultivation was the same as himself, but he was only one level in the Qi training period, but the woman in purple had a second level of Qi training.

Counting the yellow-clothed monk in front of him, the highest cultivation level of this group of people is only the second layer of qi cultivation, and the difference in cultivation is only one layer, Shen Qing is a little more relieved, and after thinking about it, it is estimated that this yellow-clothed monk has attracted himself to join the gang, most likely because his cultivation is low and there is no threat.

With a plan in mind, Shen Qing was no longer hypocritical, and nodded and agreed to join the gang.

Seeing that Shen Qing agreed, the yellow-clothed monk's eyes were overjoyed, and then he beckoned to his companions who were waiting not far away, signaling the two to come over.

When the old man and the woman in purple got close, the yellow-clothed monk enthusiastically introduced Shen Qing.

"This is Wang Laoshi Wang Daoyou, this is Chen Ziyi Chen Fairy, in Xiahuangshi, I don't know what to call you?"

"Under the surname Shen ......" Shen Qing said his surname, but did not say his name.

The monk who called himself Huangshi didn't care, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Shen Daoyou, by the way, I wonder if Shen Daoyou still has anything to prepare? If not, how about we set off?"

"There's nothing to prepare for here, so let's go. Now that he has joined the gang, Shen Qing behaved very simply, not dragging his feet at all.

Shen Qing responded simply, Huang Shi and the others stopped talking nonsense, and the group of four walked towards the entrance and exit of Daqingshan Fortress.

On the way, Huang Shi concisely described to Shen Qing the matters that need to be paid attention to in the formation of the team, such as the division of labor and cooperation, the distribution of interests, etc., and Huang Shi himself, as the convener, became the main speaker of the team.

In this regard, Shen Qing, Wang Laoshi, and Chen Ziyi have no objection.

The four of them respectively paid the spirit stone and stepped out of the entrance and exit of the fortress, identified the direction, used their skills, and swept towards Daqing Mountain.

All the way through the forest and streams, about an hour, I arrived at the edge of the "Purple Blood Wasteland".

At this moment, there are already a lot of people gathered in this marginal area, a pile in the east and a pile in the west, standing or sitting, distinct, not disturbing each other, from time to time, you can still see a few swift figures in a flash, and they will escape into the churning mist of the purple blood wasteland.

Shen Qing and the four of them ran all the way over, and they didn't stop, and their true qi was consumed a lot, so the four of them chose a slightly clean open space, sat down cross-legged, and each recovered their true qi.

It didn't take long for Shen Qing and the four of them to restore their true qi to a perfect state, and Huang Shi saw that everyone was fine, so he got up and said, "Everyone, let's enter the ancient battlefield......

As soon as the words fell, at this moment, there was a sudden exclamation and noise not far away.

Shen Qing and the four of them looked around, and saw a group of monks arguing about something in an open space about twenty zhang away from here.

The group of monks was divided into several groups, ranging from three or five to seven or eight, with the lowest being only three and the largest being more than ten.

At this moment, the groups of people were confronting the least three of them.

Among the three people with the smallest number, the leader was a handsome and young man in white, and on his left and right sides, two middle-aged men in purple stood like attendants.

But what is very strange is that at this moment, there are more people around, but the eyes are frightened, cowering, and hesitating.

Of course, among the large number of people, there were also a few monks with angry faces, and one of them, a rough-looking man, said angrily at the white-clothed young man: "Boy, who do you think you are, why do you want us to listen to you?"

The white-clothed young man shook a folding fan, sneered, and said slowly: "Why? With the name of my Baiyun Sect, I can destroy all of you with this young master! Do you understand?"

White Cloud Sect?

As soon as the white-clothed young man's voice fell, the group of monks gasped.

Lingzhou Baiyun Sect, one of the old sects with several Jindan monks, if you want to fight, you must first consider whether you can withstand the wrath of Jindan monks!

The rough man seemed to have heard of the name of the White Cloud Sect, and his face changed slightly, but he refused to admit defeat in his mouth: "Even if you are the young master of the White Cloud Sect, you ...... You can't make it difficult for others!"

The white-clothed young man shook his fan lightly, and smiled: "This young master is difficult for a strong man, what can you do to me?"

"You, you ......" the rough man's face turned red, but "you" couldn't go on.

"What are you?

As soon as the young man in white spoke, suddenly, his figure shook, and he appeared strangely on the side of the rough man, and then a white light flashed, and the white light instantly sank into the neck of the rough man, and with a "snort", the blood light flashed suddenly, and a head rose to the sky!

said it was late, it was fast, and in the blink of an eye, the rough man was already in a different place, and he saw that the blood on the headless neck was soaring, but his body stood there and did not fall.

It's that easy to kill, and without warning!

And at this moment, the young man in white had returned to his original position at some point, and the folding fan was gently swaying, as if nothing had happened.

The group of monks saw that the young man in white was ruthless, but they did not say a word, and retreated one after another, for fear of suffering from the fish pond, and no one dared to criticize him.

Shen Qing and the others not far away could see it clearly, you couldn't help but glance at me, I glanced at you, and there was a look of horror in their eyes.

Seven layers of Qi training!

Shen Qing probed and found out the cultivation of the young man in white, and his heart sank to the bottom, you must know that the rough man was a fourth-level Qi cultivation cultivator, and in front of the white-clothed young man who practiced Qi at the seventh level, he was killed in seconds with almost no reaction!

Shen Qing once again saw the gap in the level of cultivation, as well as the cruelty of human life, and at the same time he felt a chill in his heart, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This one-level cultivation of his own qi cultivation is really scum to the end!

Just when Shen Qing's heart was chilling, at this time, he only heard the young man in white say slowly: "Who else is not convinced?

Obviously, the young man in white killed people first, and his background was solid, and the group of monks were silent one by one, and none of them dared to speak out indiscriminately to find abuse.

Seeing this scene, the young man in white couldn't help but wipe a trace of pride in his eyes, and said proudly: "No one is unconvinced, right? Well, from now on, you have to obey the orders of this young master, and the matter of entering the ancient battlefield will be arranged by this young master......"

The young man in white said lightly, and the group of monks could be regarded as having a belonging.

"You, you, and you! A few of you, explore the way ahead! The rest of the people will follow......" The young man in white unceremoniously stretched out his hand and quickly ordered a few monks to come out.

As he spoke, the young man in white turned his gaze and looked at the place where Shen Qing and the others were.

Not far from Shen Qing and the others, there were more than ten monks divided into several groups, seeing the white-clothed man's gaze swept over, his eyes were over, and all the monks said "bitterly", how dare they stay in place.

I didn't see anyone greet them, and they scattered one by one, and fled towards the depths of the purple wasteland, for fear of being targeted by the young man in white.

A group of monks nearby flashed quickly, Shen Qing and the four of them naturally would not stand stupidly in place, the four of them had the same mind, and they didn't even need to look at each other, so they smeared oil under their feet, and quickly swept into the churning mist......

The fog rolls and stretches for dozens of miles, except for the fact that the vision is not clear, and people who are not familiar with the terrain are easy to lose their way, but there is not much danger.

However, those who often haunt the "Purple Blood Wasteland" do not have to worry about getting lost in the fog.

Shen Qing and the four of them were afraid of being targeted by the young man in white, so they kept going all the way, passing through the mist layer in one breath.

Passing through the mist layer, it was the ancient battlefield, and when Shen Qing's four people's eyes returned to their normal state, they slowed down.

This place is on the edge of the ancient battlefield, and it is nearly a thousand miles away from the place of the crypt. And not to mention the ghosts piling up along the way, the deeper you go, there are also bloodthirsty zombies, with the cultivation of Shen Qing and the four of them, it is difficult to reach the crypt safely.

Shen Qing was following the crowd, he really couldn't get in, and he was ready to withdraw at any time, but Huang Shi, who had gathered the team, was obviously fully prepared, stopped and took out a jade slip.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a map of the ancient battlefield purchased from Fang City, and the location of the crypt is also marked. ”

Huang Shi said, and threw the jade slip in his hand to the beautiful woman Chen Ziyi first.

Chen Ziyi raised her hand and grabbed the jade slip, first smiled at Huang Shiyanran, and then released her divine sense to probe it slightly, and then took out the blank jade slip from the storage bag and burned it.

Soon, the jade slip was copied properly, Chen Ziyi's eyes were rolling, and after casually throwing the jade slip from Huangshi to Wang Laoshi, he handed the jade slip he had burned to Shen Qing.

"Brother Shen, is there a blank jade slip?"

Chen Ziyi looks charming, her voice is sweet and greasy, very melodious, she asked what she meant, obviously seeing that Shen Qing's real age is not very old, and he is a rookie who has just entered the Qi training period.