"How." On the meadow outside the city, everyone surrounded Wu Gan, who had returned, and asked anxiously.

Ji Rui refused to let him go, but he could ensure his safety. He is loyal to the Ji family, not Ji Chen. Wu Gan took the wine handed over by Suo Ji and took a few sips.

"What are we going to do next?" Yang Zheng asked.

"Go to Qingquan Palace, and before Ji Chen found us, I thought of saving Ji Xin." Wu Yan wiped a handful of wine stains from the corners of his mouth and let out a long breath.

"What if Ji Xin is dead. Besides, this is such a dangerous battle, you are really prepared to risk your life. "Yang Zheng didn't want Wu Gen to enter Qingquan Palace.

Wu Yan looked at the other party's flickering eyes, shook his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to put it on Yang Zheng's shoulder, "I don't want to ruin my brother's foundation, if Ji Xin is dead, it's a big deal for us to come on a northern expedition and get everything back for him." ”

Yang Zheng's expression was a little gloomy, but he finally nodded. Everyone listened to the brainless conversation between the two of them, and they were all a little confused, but seeing Wu Gan's solemn expression, they didn't want to ask too much.

Fei Shuo flew in the direction of Qingquan Palace at night, according to Gu Miao's saying, it is best to enter it during the day, when the dead qi is scorched by the sun, it will be relatively weak.

On the way, Wu Jian clasped his hands on his knees, looking at the stars on the outboard as if they were at hand and were silent.

Before coming, Yang Zheng had a serious talk with him. There were not many disagreements between the two on the matter of saving Ji Xin, but there were some arguments about whether to save Ji Xin.

What Wu Jian thought was that if Ji Xin was rescued, he could make Ji Ye the crown prince, inherit the family's inheritance, and even establish the country. and took advantage of Ji Xin's power to go north and defeat the forces that supported Ji Chen in one fell swoop.

But Yang Zheng wanted Ji Xin to die, and then set up Ji Ye as the head of the Ji family in Liangsha Mountain, forming a situation of separation between the north and the south with Ji Chen.

Himeya has no intention of power, but with his banner, the Dreadnought can use his name to attack other families at will, and there is a large territory where they can recruit soldiers.

If Ji Xin is alive, with his human nature and methods, he will never let the Iron Hand Province be divided, and it will be difficult for the Dreadnought Army to truly control its people.

If Ji Ye dies in Zhaoqin City, he will simply support Ji Yan as the new head of the family, but the real power is still in the hands of the dreadnought, and Ji Yan is just a puppet. This is also the reason why Ji Yan found him in the first place, and Yang Zheng would happily take Ji Yan to Liangsha Mountain.

Standing in the position of the dreadnought, Yang Zheng's approach has greater benefits, not only maintaining Ji Ye's status, but also actually controlling a large area of territory, and in the current situation where the dreadnought army is still weak, there is no need to directly collide with Ji Chen, who controls the general trend, and the risk is much smaller, which can be described as fame and fortune.

According to Wu Gan's thoughts, even if Ji Ye was finally pushed to the throne, the Ji family still controlled the Iron Hand Province, and the Dreadnought Army still had no territory of its own, like a tree without roots, and the lifeblood was in the hands of others. Ji Ye's attitude is very important here, he is still in power, if something happens to the Ji family, the dreadnought army will be in a very embarrassing situation.

But Wu Jian couldn't get around this hurdle in his heart, and always felt that this was using his brother's things to satisfy his ambitions, so he still insisted on rescuing Ji Xin.

Qingquan Palace was not far from Zhaoqin City, and when it was almost dawn, everyone stood on the shuttle, looking at everything in front of them in amazement.

In the faint morning light, a black city appeared in front of it. The city was enveloped in a huge cloud of black gas, as dark as hell under the blue sky.

Clouds of black gas rolled over the city, giving birth to countless mysterious shadows, like a shape-shifting human being howling and crying.

There seemed to be an endless eerie purgatory in front of him, endless broken limbs, heads, and bones scattered across the earth, rolling rivers of blood rushing in, and huge skeletons staggering in the sea of blood. It is a miserable world of death, where darkness, silence and chaos reign in the city, and only lonely souls with no place to return roam.

Many people on the shuttle lowered their heads in pain, not daring to look directly at this dead city anymore, and the illusion in front of them made these people who had experienced life and death dare not take a second look.

There is no one to guard it, but whoever dares to enter such a city, and rashly falling into it can only be reduced to the help of the formation.

"Landing." Wu Yan let out a loud shout, and he was already wearing a soul crystal on his forehead. The thin-waisted slave has been asleep for a long time, and it is normal for a creature like it to sleep for a hundred years. Wu Qian struggled to communicate for a long time before waking it up.

Entering Qingquan Palace, you will inevitably encounter all kinds of weirdness, and Wu Jian must be fully prepared. The shuttle flew farther away, and then slowly landed on the ground.

Wu Gen and the others jumped off the shuttle, looking at this black steaming city from a distance, and couldn't help but sigh at the ruthlessness of Ji Chen and Murong Yanyu. How many people's corpses would have to be used to gather such a large array.

"Ancient, see when you can enter the city." Wu Yan asked softly at Gu Miao, who was dressed in white and white beard beside him, looking very respectful.

"A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, Wu Dudu, if you really want to ask me, you should not enter at any time. Such a thick aura of death is beyond the resistance of living beings, and Ji Xin is afraid that he has already died in it. Gu Miao looked at the flaming black gas in the distance and sincerely suggested.

Wu Yan sighed quietly and arched his hand at Gu Miao, "Ancient, if I don't go, more people will die, just give it a try, if it doesn't work, I will retreat." ”

"It's a pity that there are really fewer people here this time, if there are cumulus clouds in the sky, use my ancient family's secret method to attract heavenly thunder, or you can eliminate some dead air." Gu Miao shook his head again and again, pointing to the Qingquan Palace in the distance, "If you really want to enter, it is better to enter at the right time." These dead gases raged all night, and when the sun was scorching, they would disappear somewhat. Moreover, when viewed from the air, this array seemed to be slightly flawed when it was arranged, and the northwest corner was the weakest, and the governor could enter from here. ”

"The sun is at its peak at noon, so why don't you enter at noon?" Yang Zheng asked curiously on the side.

Gu Miao glanced at Yang Zheng and showed no mercy to him, "Although the yang energy is the strongest at noon, the death qi is also squeezed to the minimum. ”

Yang Zheng smiled and gave Gu Miao a thumbs up.

For an hour, Wu Yan secretly calculated in his heart. Although Qingquan Palace is a palace, it is actually a small city, and he doesn't know where Ji Xin is at all. And the city is dark, and it is very difficult to find anyone.

"Enter at midnight and exit before noon." Wu Jian made up his mind.

"It's too early." Gu Miao looked surprised.

Wu Yan clenched the handle of the broken knife and looked at the red sun that had jumped out of the ground, "We can't delay here for too long, if Ji Chen finds out that we have entered the Qingquan Palace, he will definitely send someone to clear it." Walk to the northwest corner of the city. ”

The shuttle flew up again and landed in the northwest direction of Qingquan Palace. Wu sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for the sun to rise.

This kind of waiting is difficult, especially when entering this existence like a dead realm, the sun that is like a shuttle on weekdays, but today it is like a heavy load, slowly soaring and refusing to rise. All eyes looked at the man sitting on the ground, deeply suspicious of this death-like rescue.

Finally, the sun climbed over the treetops with difficulty, and Wu Yan stood up. After an explanation, he prepared to run to the dead city.

Shui Congyue grabbed Wu Gan's shoulder, his eyes quite anxious. Wu Yan shook his head lightly, a bright smile bloomed on his face, "I'll go alone, you know I'm afraid of death, and I don't have a seventy percent certainty and never act indiscriminately." ”

"Bring the stuff." Wu Gan commanded. Sogi approached with a two-foot-long wooden box, the cotton wrapped outside already covered in ice.

Carrying the box on his back, Wu Yan smiled at Shui Congyue, and his body rose more and more, like an arrow from the string, running towards the dead domain.

Everyone stood silently, looking at the weak figure, approaching Qingquan Palace step by step. Under the agitation of the dead air, the body was full of shadows, like a lonely ship, crashing into the turbulent waves.

As soon as he entered the dead qi, Wu Gan's complexion changed, and the dead qi swam like countless poisonous snakes, trying to penetrate Wu Gan's body through every pore to grab the vitality from his body.

Countless shrill screams sounded in his heart, as if someone had slashed hard with a knife on the rusted iron, making people have a splitting headache, and they wanted to split their heads and squeeze out these magic sounds that wanted to tear their hearts apart.

The soul fire of the Divine Soul Space was agitating, and one after another formless and massless black shadows were trying to break through the barrier of the slender waist slave.

Wu Yan hurriedly pressed the thoughts on his left wrist, and a white light flashed slightly, constantly eliminating the black shadows that were swarming and protecting his soul.

Eventually, the screams faded away. Wu Yan froze and looked at the black ring in the palm of his left hand, weakening the Zhenzi a little.

The ring turned, and the pure death qi in his body gushed out, and Wu Gan's eyes gradually turned black, and the black lines on his face were densely woven.

The black qi on Zhou's body was tumbling, like a black flame beating, and the dead qi in the city reached Wu Gan's side, just like seeing a king, and he was busy retreating.

The surroundings gradually became gloomy and cold, and Wu Gan's body was full of life, but the surroundings were empty. The character of the town was slightly activated, suppressing the dead qi, lest he completely lose his mind.

Indifferently glancing at the towering city wall, Wu Jian jumped up and jumped onto the top of the city.

On the city wall, from time to time, you can see the crooked corpses, the corpses are as black as ink, the flesh and blood inside have disappeared, and only a layer of black human skin is left wrapped around the bones.

They are Ji Xin's guards, devoured by the great array, but they have become one of the thousands of resentful spirits.

Qingquan Palace was originally the place where the Ji family hunted and rested in the summer, and there were guards stationed in the city all year round, the Ji family's clansmen and servants responsible for daily maintenance. Before Ji Chen launched the formation, he would not notify these people to withdraw, so these people had already died in the city.

Walking through the silent city, Wu Qian ran towards the highest temple in the city, where Ji Xin was most likely to be trapped.

When they arrived at the main hall, the dead air was even worse here, the door of the hall was wide open, and there were dead guards in front of the hall.

Contrary to what they had seen along the way, these guards somehow took on an eerie red color.

Wu Yan carefully bypassed a corpse and walked towards the hall. The spacious hall was littered with corpses lying on the ground, dressed as servants such as maids, and surrounded by wine utensils and dried melons and fruits.

Walked straight to the top of the main hall, where Ji Xin's seat was placed, but there was no corpse to be seen.

Wu Yan frowned, ready to walk towards the back of the hall.

There was a slight sound in the silent hall. Turning his head suddenly, Wu Gen looked back, and couldn't help but move slightly.

A female corpse lying in the hall was struggling to stand up, her dark eye sockets staring at Wu Gan.

The sound kept coming, and a corpse stood up, its body twisting strangely, and gathered towards Wu Gan, and even the guards outside the hall entered the hall.

Somehow, these dead people spontaneously attacked those who entered the temple. Witnessing this scene, Wu Yan was not surprised or overjoyed, which also means that Ji Xin is here. It's just that in such a thick dead air, Wu Gen is really not sure if he can survive.

The corpses gradually approached Wu Gan, but they didn't dare to come closer, they just wandered around Wu Gan, and in the end, a huge circle was formed. Thanks to the death of his body, Wu Jian is not a big problem, if it is someone else, it will take a lot of effort to deal with these dead corpses.

Wu Yan carefully looked at the faces of these dead corpses, and took out a piece of paper from his body, on which was the head portrait of Ji Xin drawn by Ji Yan. This avatar looks familiar, but because of Ji Yan's clumsy painting, Wu Yan never remembered where he had seen it.

In the end, Wu Yan put down the paper with some disappointment, the faces of these people had turned into skeleton-like existences, how could they be distinguished.

Sighing, Wu Gan's left hand was raised high, "Dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to earth, since you are dead, you should be liberated, why bother to be manipulated again." ”

Thin lines of dead qi flew out of Wu Gan's left hand, like thousands of silk threads, submerged into these dead corpses.

As the dead air entered the body, it plopped, and the corpses fell to the ground again.