Chapter 102: Sun Yang Sect

As Spring and Feng Ling'er deepened, there were more and more traces of such a dense battle, and there were finally traces of human presence in front of them.

Sitting in front of Chu Tian and the others was a group of collapsed buildings, ruined and broken, buried by a thick layer of ash.

Brushing away the thick layer of ash, the original appearance of the half-buried building under his feet was gradually revealed.

The center of the top of one of the tall, but almost ruined buildings caught the attention of two men.

In the center of this building, there is a faint trace of fiery red, which can be vaguely seen to be three words.

The bottom handwriting had been erased from the battle, and the two words on it were blurred, making only some parts of it recognizable.

After the two of them found the three words on the building, they quickly cleaned up the buildings that were still well preserved in the center of several other buildings, and finally pieced together three decent words.

What does the three big fiery characters of "Riyang Sect" mean? Is it a small sect that once existed in this realm, or is it a powerful force that covers the entire realm, and after being attacked by an unknown person, the entire sect has been reduced to nothing?

However, before Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er could do much in-depth research on these two words, Chu Tian's scattered divine senses sensed that several powerful auras were approaching this direction behind him.

Chu Tian grabbed Feng Ling'er's little hand, and walked quickly towards an inconspicuous building, most of which was buried deep underground, and hid with his breath. In the absence of friends or foes, it is still not intended to come into contact with these people.

Chu Tian and the two of them had just dodged, and a few figures turned into retreats fell from the sky, and the three monks with vigilant faces and looked at each other landed where Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er had just stayed.

Looking at the appearance of the three of them, although they are in a joint relationship for the time being, they are afraid that their opponents will move the knife in the back, and they don't trust each other very much.

The three of them looked at each other for a long time after they fell, and one of the rugged bearded monks took the lead in breaking the deadlock, pointing to a blank space made by Chu Tian's sleeve, and said to the other two monks: "It seems that someone came here before us, and you can see that the dust here has obvious traces of being brushed off. ”

Another old man with a sallow face and dry hair snorted coldly: "Who can't see such an obvious thing, the important thing is how we should get out of here, old man, I'm fed up here, I haven't seen anything in the heavens and earth, there is no aura here, if we continue like this, we will face the spirit stone running out in a few months, the mana on our body will not be replenished, and we don't have to wait for Shouyuan to run out and die here." ”

The last monk to fall was a middle-aged beauty, and her smile contained a flattering attitude, but there was no smile on her face, and her brows were furrowed.

The charming middle-aged beauty saw that the smell of gunpowder became strong in the conversation between the two, so she immediately smiled lightly and made a round.

"Don't worry, you don't know, since someone arrived here one step ahead of us, and then look at how new the mark of dust-wiping is, I think it was the fluctuation of our flight that caught their attention, but even if they walked, they couldn't see how far they went. ”

"That's right, with the strength of the three of us joining forces, it is more than enough to protect ourselves under the Jindan period monk, and the monk who originally stayed here can't go there if he wants to come to cultivate to a high level, and if we find that monk and kill him, we can at least have enough spirit stones for half a month to consume." The bearded man's rough voice contained a sense of slaughter.

"People are meant to be killed, but I don't agree with the three of them being divided equally, old man, let's distribute spirit stones and other dry items according to the size of the output!" the old man with dry hair laughed strangely.

"That's right, it's still troublesome for the withered old man, your spirit beast has found the monk's breath that was here before!" the charming middle-aged woman also smiled, and said to the old man called the withered old man with great satisfaction.

The withered old man didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth still showed a hint of pride under the compliment of the charming middle-aged beauty, and he took out a bag from his waist that was specially designed to store spirit beasts, and a petite and cute look-out mouse with big black eyes that was turning around came out of the withered old man's animal repellent belt.

Seeing that the big eyes of the looking mouse were moving around, and the absent-minded look, the withered old man immediately snorted, and pointed to the place with his thin index finger that was blurred: "Beast, don't let me smell the breath yet, look for the owner of the breath." A spell began to be recited.

Under the incantation of the withered old man, the black and shiny eyes of the seeker suddenly became blood-red, and the originally calm seeker rat became a little irritable, and crawled towards the old man's index finger in a panic, with horror in his eyes, it seemed that he was afraid of the spell in the mouth of the withered old man, afraid of the feeling of making his head hurt.

Chu Tian, who was hiding not far away, palpitated in his heart, fortunately, he didn't stay where he was and waited for the arrival of these three monks, otherwise there would be a fierce battle.

However, judging by the withered old man's confidence in his mouse-seeker, he could only hope that the seeker's keen sense of smell had failed.

Contrary to his wishes, the search rat sniffed at the place where Chu Tian had wiped off the dust, turned around, and quickly crawled towards the place where Chu Tian and Feng Ling'er were hiding.

The withered old man was overjoyed, and beckoned the charming middle-aged beauty and the bearded man to follow the footsteps of the mouse.

Chu Tian secretly said in his heart that something was wrong, and when the withered old man came to the building where the two of them were hiding, and with a hideous smile on his face, a blue light restrained flying sword flew out of the underground building without warning.

The flying sword that flew out cut at the neck of the withered old man as if he opened his eyes, and the two people behind the withered old man didn't think much about it when they saw this, and they all showed their true qi to protect the body, and summoned a few spiritual weapons to protect the body, and only after confirming their own safety did they start to look towards the withered old man.

Although the withered old man was startled by the flying sword that suddenly flew out, but in this realm where the aura was lacking and there was no trace of vitality, none of the monks who could still hold on hard for a month would be weak, and the weak had already turned into white bones, and the wealth on his body was plundered.

He has some ability on his body, and the body of the withered old man doesn't know what kind of strange demon beast it is, and at the moment when the cyan flying sword slashed, the original somewhat rickety body was forcibly pulled up a few points, and the flying sword that was originally cut off at the neck of the withered old man slashed at his body after his body was raised, cutting off half of his body.