Chapter Eighty-Four: The Nameless Primordial Land

Yuan Che watched as the light of the teleportation array gradually dimmed, and finally completely extinguished. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His expression was cold, and the faint smile that had always hung on the corner of his mouth disappeared at this time, and he was wearing a green shirt, exuding strong anger and killing intent. Opposite him, Lin Yue's entire skeleton shattered, and he collapsed to the ground at this time, showing a strange posture. The expression on his face was distorted by pain, twitching unconsciously.

The people around him trembled and looked at Yuan Che who shot violently.

At this time, Yuan Che is undoubtedly frightening.

The ground seemed to be blown by a level 8 hurricane, and the result of Yuan Che's fury was that he abolished Lin Yue in one fell swoop.

"Say, where the hell are they teleported!"

The old man who maintained the formation was pale at this time, and under Yuan Che's powerful momentum, he was as weak as duckweed in the sea.

"Hui, Hui Sage, I just followed the master's intentions and changed the formation at will, it was an arbitrary teleportation array, they, they could be teleported to any place in the Firmament Realm. ”

"Any place?" Yuan Che sneered, the cultivation of the compassionate state of mind completely exploded, and in an instant, everyone present knelt on the ground one by one as if they were being pressed by the mountain.

There are also several sect leaders here, and they are not without resentment at this time, they don't know what Lin Yue is doing, how can Yuan Che oppress them so strongly!

Yuan Che's gaze swept over them, and he said in a cold voice: "You'd better pray that my disciple is okay, otherwise I will let the entire Sihe Valley be buried!"

The faces of the elders of Sihe Valley turned pale in an instant, and they wanted to say something, but in the face of the coercion of the saints, they couldn't say anything at this time.

Of those thirty people, there were twelve of them who were disciples of the Sihe Valley!

What happened here, Yuan Shi and Su Tianyi, who were Yuan Che's disciples, naturally didn't know.

Yuan Shi was very unlucky not to fall into the water, he happened to fall on a large protruding stone in the water, and he was defenseless, and his whole body was blinded.

Su Tianyi fell into the water, but there was no big problem.

And Zhang Ling was also a little unlucky, he fell at the bottom of the waterfall, and the whole person was washed directly to the bottom of the water.

However, the water here is very clear, and although Zhang Ling accidentally swallowed several mouthfuls, he felt a little sweet.

There were aquatic plants floating at the bottom of the water, and occasionally a few fish with small arms swam by, which made Zhang Ling's stomach that had not been opened for a long time a little ready to move at this time. He was about to catch a few fish and go ashore, when he suddenly felt a strong crisis.

Zhang Ling felt that he was in a cold sweat even in the water, and he quickly left here and came to the water, but the sense of crisis was still not relieved. Seeing that Yuan Shi, who was still in a semi-comatose state, was lying motionless on the stone, Zhang Ling grabbed him and swept towards the shore.

At this time, most of the people had already gone ashore, Su Tianyi changed into clean clothes, and then woke Yuan Shi up. He was still dazed and in a state of blindfolding.

The uneasiness in Zhang Ling's heart became heavier and heavier, he directly carried Yuan Shi and said to the people around him: "Everyone get out of here, I think there is danger here!"

After speaking, he didn't care about other people's responses, and just ran in one direction. Su Tianyi followed behind him, and his face was a little solemn.

Those people looked at each other, they naturally knew Zhang Ling, and they all knew his strength, and it must have made sense to hear him say this at this time, so they also followed.

But there are also a few people who are very unconvinced, and they are the disciples of Sihe Valley. Their head was so faceless by the Zhang family sisters and brothers, and they also lost an arm, they were naturally dissatisfied in their hearts, so they were not willing to listen to him at this time, but slowly evaporated the water on their bodies, preparing to catch a few fish in the water to pad their stomachs.

Zhang Ling carried Yuan Shi and ran wildly, although his speed did not reach the extreme, he was much faster than Su Tianyi and them.

It wasn't until he had traveled thirty or forty miles that Zhang Ling slowed down, he stopped and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a violent roar, which shook the ground twice!

The faces of the people turned pale, and they looked back, only to hear a dull roar from the place where they had fallen into the water, and even after such a distance, they were still shocked to the point that their ears hurt.

"What's that, what?" a monk twitched his teeth, and they could faintly see a large figure appear above the waterhole, vague and shrouded in a heavy white mist, from which the roar came.

Zhang Ling was also a little nervous, he realized that this more than thirty miles was not a safe distance, and after greeting him, he continued to run forward like a desperate person.

At this time, everyone knew Zhang Ling's power, and they could predict the danger in advance, this kind of spiritual sense was simply terrifying, and they were a little glad at this time, fortunately they followed Zhang Ling.

Those who didn't come with me are probably more than lucky now, right?

Yuan Shi was dizzy, and once thought that he had not come out of the teleportation array, but when he found that he was being carried by Zhang Ling head-down, there were 10,000 horses galloping in his heart.

"Let me go!" he shouted weakly, only to feel that his whole body was about to fall apart now.

"Bang!" Zhang Ling shook his arm and threw Yuan Shi to the ground.

Su Tianyi touched his head unconsciously, he felt pain for his senior brother.

Yuan Shi was very unlucky, Zhang Ling coincidentally threw him to the ground, so that his head once again had intimate contact with the stone.

At this time, everyone was hundreds of miles away from the place where they fell!

One by one, they lay on the ground panting as if they had collapsed, except for Zhang Ling, who was still standing vigilantly, and everyone was tired.

There were thirty people when they came, but now there are only eighteen left. Zhang Ling counted it and wondered in his heart, although he didn't pay attention to how many people there were when he ran, but when he stopped for the first time, he noticed that there were twenty-three people.

How could he lose five men while running? And he didn't notice it at all, which was weird. Also, what the hell is this place?

Although the aura is abundant, it is almost the same as Sihe Valley, is this the case with Lingyuan?

"Ahh

Zhang Ling was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a miserable scream. He quickly looked over and saw a monk lying on the ground resting, covered in blood, and the lower half of his body disappeared!

"Everyone be careful!" Zhang Ling snorted lightly, and quickly swept in that direction, he checked it, but found nothing.

"How are you? What struck you?"

Zhang Ling's face was heavy, the thing that attacked them must have been very powerful, and it actually avoided his spiritual sense! Like the five people who disappeared on the road, they all disappeared silently.

The attacked monk was covered with blood at this time, and his intestines were exposed, and he had no chance of being saved, and now he was holding his last breath with a force of yuan.

The monk's eyes were dazed, even if he used the last Yuan Force Protector, he still felt that he was about to die, so unwilling, obviously he had just come to this colorful land!

"Be careful, be careful, beware of the demon ......" He seemed to want to finish his words, but the blood was almost gone, and the endless cold surrounded him, even under such a sunny sky, he still felt cold as if he was in the Nine Xuan Ice.

The people were concerned and buried him in his place.

They have only just arrived, and they are greeted not by a glorious future, but by mysterious and unpredictable danger and bloodshed.

Now it's time for them to bury their companions, and I don't know if there will be companions to bury them when they die.

Zhang Ling saw that everyone was looking dejected, and frowned and shouted, "What are you doing here! We are all monks, haven't we seen blood and death!"

His shouting carried a Taoist sound, which immediately refreshed everyone. Only then did they come to their senses, and they didn't know why they had that kind of emotion that seemed to be all lost.

Indeed, they are all monks, they have been exposed to death and blood since they were children, and their hands are basically stained with blood, so it is impossible for them to lose their minds like this because of the death of a companion!

"Everyone be careful, this place is a little weird, it seems to affect people's mental power, you have to concentrate, don't be invaded by other emotions casually!"

Everyone nodded hurriedly, and before they knew it, Zhang Ling had become their orderer.

"Let's get out of here first!"

Zhang Ling's heart was also a little hairy, he always felt that after burying the monk, there was a feeling of being peeped, but he couldn't find the voyeur, this feeling made Zhang Ling feel a little cold.

He discerned a direction and then led the group on.

This should be a primitive area, and they have walked for nearly three months, and they have not even walked out, but there are many dangers along the way.

The team of seventeen people is now only thirteen people left.

However, they also found that as they continued to move forward, they encountered fewer and fewer dangers, and the degree of danger was not so great. Although people are still injured from time to time, no one dies anymore.

It seems that it is not far from this primeval land, and everyone is a little excited. The days of high mental tension in the past few months are really unbearable.

"I don't know what the hell this place is, why haven't anyone who teleported before us seen any of them?"

I have asked this question countless times, but there is no answer every time. The clothes on everyone's bodies were a little torn, and even though they had prepared more than a dozen sets of clothes before they came, they couldn't stop the clothes that were brutally murdered when all kinds of dangers came.

"Qin Ming, what are you doing?"

One of the monks was startled and immediately jumped backwards.

When he heard the sound of 'gurgling', it was as if he was looking at it, and he actually saw Qin Ming gnawing on a bloody bone, and on that bloody bone, there were clearly five human fingers......

Hearing his exclamation, everyone looked here, and their faces changed dramatically.

And the monk named Qin Ming slowly looked up at this time, there was still blood on the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he actually laughed suspiciously.

His snow-white teeth were still stained with minced meat, the red flesh was still chewing, and a trace of blood slowly trickled down his weird smile.