Thousands of miles away, a group of people were slowly moving forward against the wind and sand, the sword light and sword shadow shrouded eleven people like a prison, and the sound of sword collision was like a thunderstorm.

Zhang Zheng wielded her dagger to repel the incoming weapons, she had no protective magic clothes, and her newly changed clothes had become tattered, covered with yellow sand and stained blood.

But now this situation is much better than when she fought alone before, with the Lu family monks to share, at least there is no need to face the siege of swords alone, several sides of the yellow sand are also covered by the Lu family monks, she only needs to face the occasional sword and a side of yellow sand, there is vitality to repair the wound at any time, and the threat of yellow sand is not too big.

Lu Jiangli was on Zhang Zheng's side, seeing that she was embarrassed, she didn't want to meddle in things, but Zhang Zheng didn't say a word, and the pain was hard to resist, which made her feel subtle compassion.

They don't necessarily need the help of a nether monk, although judging from her current performance, her strength should be good, but after all, there is no magic robe to protect her, and if she continues like this, too much blood loss will be hopeless sooner or later.

"Go back."

The commanding tone penetrated into Zhang Zheng's ears, and he didn't name her, and he didn't even react for a while that he was talking to her.

It wasn't until Lu Jiangli turned sideways slightly and pressed Zhang Zheng into the protective ring without a trace that Zhang Zheng was stunned and realized that Fang Cai, the female cultivator of the Lu family, was talking to her.

The rushing yellow sand was blocked by the aura emanating from Lu Jiangli's magic robe, and Zhang Zheng held the dagger's hand for a moment.

"Thank you for this kindness, you can persist in the next, please let me contribute, you have sheltered in the next lot, and you don't return anything, and you are really uneasy in the next."

Lu Jiangli glanced at her with slanted eyes, his red lips moved slightly, "There is so much nonsense, you just need to protect yourself, don't die and cause us trouble." ”

Zhang Zheng knew that although the words of this Taoist friend who had only met for the first time were a little ugly, the original intention was to protect her, and a slight warmth arose in his heart.

If he wanted to insist any longer, Lu Jiangli opened and closed his sword, "clang" and cut down a few swords and axes, and said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, you have to be obedient here, otherwise we will throw you out." ”

The rest of the Lu family monks did not refute it, perhaps because they did not want to be involved with the Nether monks, or perhaps they did not object to Lu Jiangli's decision.

Zhang Zheng was helpless, and sincerely bowed his hand: "Then thank you Daoyou." ”

After walking like this for nearly half a day, there was a sudden rush of vitality from a distant place, Zhang Zheng felt it quietly, and then his eyes dimmed.

There are a total of eleven life paths, there should be no other living beings here, it should correspond to eleven people, and the meaning of vitality has become a sign of decay, symbolizing that if the eleven people can no longer get out of trouble, they are very likely to die.

Zhang Zheng didn't know if these people were the lost children of the Lu family, if so, Tan Ying might be among them.

Meeting Tan Ying here is really not what she wants.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Zheng closed his eyes and opened them again, and said abruptly: "There seems to be someone in the south direction." ”

Lu Huancheng, who was closing his eyes and cultivating, opened his eyes suddenly, frowning for verification, "Due south?" How do you know? ”

Zhang Zheng pretended to take out the wooden bowl prepared in advance from his wide sleeves, nodded and said: "It's true, I once got a disposable magic weapon from the cave, it is this thing, it can detect people's breath, there are about ten people, the breath is weak, I'm afraid the situation is not good." ”

The monks looked at the ordinary wooden bowl in Zhang Zheng's hand, which was an extremely ordinary wooden bowl in terms of workmanship and style, and could not see the slightest brilliance of the magic weapon at all.

However, in response to Zhang Zheng's words, the disposable magic weapon will be damaged or lose its aura after it takes effect.

The words of the magic weapon may not make the Lu family monk believe it, but he also believes it, after all, how can any monk carry a mundane thing with him.

It is related to the safety of the Lu family, even if it is just a piece of news that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, it is enough for them to go and investigate.

Lu Huancheng's eyes lit up, it was not easy to have a little news, they must not hesitate here, not to mention that Zhang Zheng said that their breath was weak, and they were very likely to be in danger.

He made a decision directly, and Masase ordered: "Turn, full speed to the south." ”

After saying that, he turned to Zhang Zheng and said with a serious expression: "Thank you Zhang Daoyou, if it is really a child of my Lu family, I will be grateful." ”

Zhang Zheng smiled lightly, waved his hand and said: "Under the protection of all Taoist friends, I am worried and have no way to repay it, and it is best to help Taoist friends." ”

The speed of the team suddenly accelerated, and two hours later, it was already within 100 miles, Lu Jiangming looked at the communication jade plate that emitted a faint glow, looked up sharply in the direction of due south, and shouted excitedly: "It's really them!" It's really a member of the Lu family! ”

The low interest of the monks in the team was instantly high, but in an instant, they fell into a dull mood, according to Zhang Zheng, they seemed to be in a bad situation, and it was very likely that someone had already encountered an accident.

In fact, their prediction was correct, Zhang Zheng's face was not good, and she could sense that in just two hours, there was already a sense of vitality that had completely died down.

More than a dozen Upper Realm cultivators couldn't fight for a chance to survive, and Zhang Zheng couldn't predict how critical the situation over there was.

Could they have gone to give away a few more lives for nothing?

The communication jade plate lit up, and Lu Jiangming asked eagerly: "Is it Sister Haiqing?" How are you doing now? ”

On the other side, three of the twelve stone golems had fallen, and nine remained, but it was enough to pull them into the abyss of despair, with no hope of life in sight.

Lu Haiqing and Lu Yusong self-destructed their magic weapons, knocking down two stone golems with the power of sixth-order magic weapons, and Tan Ying also knocked down one stone golem at the cost of serious injuries.

But in this way, most of the most powerful forces of the monks were lost, and they had no power to fight back.

Lu Haiqing had just flown to save a person from under the stone puppet's palm, and the jade plate on his waist suddenly lit up, and a familiar voice came from the jade plate, with the fire of hope alive, igniting the gloom.

"Is it Sister Haiqing? How are you doing now? ”

Lu Haiqing galloped to avoid the attack of the long tongue, his eyes were bright, "Jiang Ming!" The situation is very bad, sixteen people have died, come to help! ”

Suddenly thinking of something, her heart trembled violently, and she hurriedly shouted to remind, "Don't get close to the range of the stone pillar!" There is a killing array! ”

When he heard Lu Haiqing say that the sixteen people died, all the Lu family monks present were already trembling and grieving, and their speed couldn't help but speed up again.

Lu Jiangming said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's rush over immediately, if you work hard for a while, you will soon be safe." ”

Lu Haiqing's words confirmed Zhang Zheng's bad conjecture, and her expression instantly became more silent and solemn.

No matter how much hesitation there was in his heart, the distance between the two parties had been rapidly shortened, and in less than a stick of incense, he had already arrived in front of the stone pillar that Lu Haiqing said.

The stone pillar in front of me is said to be a stone pillar, let alone a sand pillar, and the piled up yellow sand buries the short and fat stone pillar, revealing only a touch of the gray-black rock color of the stone.

There are a total of twenty stone pillars, enclosing in a circle, and there is a distance of about ten zhang between the two and two.

What's even more bizarre is that the swords and axes that didn't allow them to have gaps in proportion before actually treat them as nothing at this time, and even the yellow sand has become soft, and no longer slashing is a bloody wound.

Lu Jiangli casually took a piece of low-grade spirit stone and threw it into the stone pillar circle, and with a muffled sound, the spirit stone fell steadily into the desert, and was soon buried by the raging yellow sand.