Chapter 91: The Star Romans

In the next half month, a large number of cultivators were indeed used in the chaos of Zezhong.

Among these cultivators, there are also casual cultivators, small sects, and large sects. There were countless people, and batch after batch came in.

There are a lot of deaths in the outer and inner enclosures, and those who can enter the third area have some ability.

At the beginning, the group of middle-level people in the third area also came in to grab one by one, and two came in to grab a pair. But as more and more people came in, and many middle-level people were beaten to death, there were fewer and fewer chaotic middle-level people who dared to arrest people.

Even, some of the middle level were captured by the powerful cultivators of the Great Gate Sect and taken as guides.

Ye Yichen, who followed the poisonous heart to hide, saw all this, but he still kept his surname and waited for half a month before finally starting to hit the road.

"You really don't plan to break into the Yin-Yang Dao Mansion?"

Before leaving, Ye Yichen turned around and asked like Poison Heart, Mo Li and the others.

During this period, the relationship between the two sides was eased, Ye Yichen unlocked the means planted in the poisonous heart and soul, and the poisonous heart also relieved the heart control Gu of Mo Li and the other five women.

"Nope. Poison Heart stood in front of the underground secret room where everyone was hiding, and replied: "I saw too many people die in the Yin-Yang Dao Mansion twenty years ago, and since then I have decided not to go to any cave mansion in this life. ”

"Oh. Ye Yichen nodded, "Then there will be no time in the future." ”

With that, Ye Yichen rode on a stupid donkey and headed towards the fourth area.

Poisonous Heart kept watching Ye Yichen's back slowly leaving, until the other party disappeared, and then muttered to himself: "Stinky Taoist, I hope you don't die inside." ”

............ The fourth zone is different from the previous periphery, inner perimeter, and third zone.

Although it is still overgrown with towering giant trees, it is no longer just monotonous funeral flowers, but is overgrown with all kinds of strange flowers and plants. Blue, blue, purple, green, black, yellow...... There are all kinds of flowers in various colors.

And the shape of these flowers is very curious.

There are flowers that can devour fine worms, flowers that are full of eyes, flowers that look like dung...... All kinds of strange shapes!

Ye Yichen rode the stupid donkey all the way, and the timid stupid donkey didn't know how many times he was frightened by these strange-shaped flowers.

However, along the way, as Ye Yichen expected, no one dared to do such a thing as capturing others. Even when he met a half-step Yin God-level cultivator, he only looked at Ye Yichen and the stupid donkey in slight surprise before quickly leaving.

This is the fourth day that Ye Yichen left the third region and came to the fourth region.

At this time, it was only more than ten days before the opening of the Yin-Yang Dao Mansion.

Ye Yichen rode a stupid donkey and walked towards the most central place of Chaosze, surrounded by all kinds of strange-shaped flowers and plants, and the timid stupid donkey carefully stepped on its hooves.

Suddenly—"Help!"

A little girl's cry for help came.

The careful stupid donkey jumped on the spot in fright!

At this time, Ye Yichen's hands were originally slowly advancing the two true elements of fusion, but he was jumped by a stupid donkey like this-"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and black smoke filled the air.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

The sound of coughing came one after another, and the figures of Ye Yichen and the stupid donkey slowly walked out of the black smoke. The whole body is black, like a coal miner.

"If you want to die, you will say it, and the poor road will fulfill you in minutes!" Ye Yichen slapped the stupid donkey's head while controlling the water system true yuan to turn into water and rinse his body, "How many times has this been?"

Every time the stupid donkey was beaten, he shrank his head and said with a wry smile: "Didn't I hear someone calling for help, and I was in a hurry." ”

"Really?" Ye Yichen snorted and pointed in one direction, "Go in this direction." ”

When the stupid donkey heard this, he immediately spread his hooves and walked in the direction pointed by Ye Yichen.

After a while, such a scene appeared in the field of vision of Ye Yichen and the stupid donkey:

A little girl who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old was fleeing in a panic. And behind the little girl, a big python several meters thick and more than 20 meters long was spitting out letters, opening its big mouth full of sharp sawtooth teeth from time to time, chasing the little girl with saliva.

"Since you are eager to save people, then leave this little girl to you to save. Ye Yichen slowly got off the stupid donkey and said.

When the stupid donkey heard this, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

Looking at the huge python, the stupid donkey knelt down with two hind hooves on the spot, and the two front hooves hugged Ye Yichen's legs, and at the same time howled and cried: "Uncle Ye, I know that I am wrong, I was actually scared just now! You let me go! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a newborn donkey cub below......

"Alright, alright, get out of the way. Ye Yichen said impatiently.

When the stupid donkey heard this, his expression of howling and crying immediately changed, and it turned into a smile on his face: "Okay!"

After that, I saw that the stupid donkey simply came and rolled on the donkey, and rolled to the side.

Ye Yichen took all this into his eyes, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: this second-hand donkey is really getting cheaper and cheaper!

But this is not the time to talk about this second donkey.

Looking ahead, the little girl who was being chased was a cultivator in the late stage of the Transformation Realm, and if she could have this kind of cultivation at this age, she was either a disciple of the Great Sect or a genius in a small sect!

Judging from the panic that was on his way between fleeing in a hurry, he was definitely not a genius in a small sect.

If you are not a small sect, then you are a big sect.

These thoughts flashed in Ye Yichen's heart in an instant.

Ye Yichen's figure suddenly burst out, and he rushed towards the little girl who was being chased.

When the little girl saw that someone had come to save her, her bright eyes flashed with joy. But when he saw that it was only a cultivator from the late stage of the Yin and Yang Realm, this burst of joy suddenly dimmed.

Then, I heard her shout: "Big brother, run! This big python needs at least the cultivation of the early stage of the Yuan Dan Realm to deal with it, you can't do it!"

The little girl's kind words made Ye Yichen smile slightly, and he didn't answer, but the speed of running suddenly doubled!

When there was still some distance between the little girl and the big python, Ye Yichen jumped up suddenly!

Then the murderous red mist suddenly came out of Ye Yichen's hand, turned into a long whip, and whipped towards the python!

"Smack!"

A crunch!

The python's head was pumped open!

"Ang~"

The python was in pain, let out a miserable scream, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he writhed his whole body and was about to catapult towards Ye Yichen with all his might!

But at this moment—huh!

A sharp sound of breaking the air came from behind!

The next moment--"poof-"

A flying sword directly pierced the python's head!

When the flying sword pierced through the python's head, more than a dozen rays of light flew behind the python. Then, these escapes flew here, revealing people one after another.

I saw that these people were neatly dressed, orderly, and had an extraordinary temperament, and each of them held a three-foot long sword in his hand.

When Ye Yichen saw these people, he couldn't help but think of a familiar sentence he heard in Qizhou:

Dressed in a starry robe, stepping on black leather streamer shoes, holding a three-foot seven-star sword, a sword from the west to the stars!

This is exactly what the people in the western part of Qizhou used to describe the limerick poems compiled by the disciples of Xingluomen.

This group of people is the people of the Star Romans!

(To be continued)