"Guo Zifeng's communication jade talisman is still not moving."

Gu Qing held the dim communication jade talisman and frowned.

"Sikong Xuan, who has mostly died in the Demon Spirit Stream, once mentioned the first seat of the fourth peak of the Xianhe Sect, He Chaoqun, the son of He Feixing, who secretly refined the Yuan Dan, and also managed to identify Guo Zifeng, who has not been heard from for a long time, is on the peak of the fourth peak where He Chaoqun has been practicing all year round......"

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

Guo Zifeng, more than lucky.

He took out another Messenger Jade Talisman.

This communication jade talisman is shining with misty brilliance.

His mind reached within.

Soon, it was taken back.

Holding a dimmed communication jade talisman.

Gu Qing was in front of a rift, and he retreated.

"The outer gate of the sect is bigger, and it is actually ahead of schedule."

The communication jade talisman in his hand was crystal clear, and there seemed to be countless purple points of light gathering and scattering within it, which was the special communication jade talisman that Jian Youde gave him on the day he left the Xianhe Sect.

Just now he got the news from this sound transmission jade talisman that the outer door of the Xianhe Sect was two months ahead of schedule.

For this reason, the Xianhe Sect is recalling all the disciples who are outside, including the five inner disciples and three deacon disciples who went to Yan Kingdom to meet the same sect.

Gu Qing's eyes narrowed.

What is the purpose of this move of the idle crane faction?

A vague guess appeared in the bottom of his mind.

"Either way, it's a good thing for me, and I really should go back and take care of what I've gained."

That Hehuan Dao was suspected to be the storage ring of the foundation building monk, and he had not yet worn out the divine soul prohibition and opened it.

In addition, Luo Lingrui's golden wheel spirit weapon, and the spirit weapon he got before he left the demon spirit stream, the three-color treasure fan, all need to be properly handled.

Think about it here.

Gu Qing put away the communication jade talisman in his hand, and with a step on his feet, his figure rose into the air, suddenly turned into lightning, and flew away in the direction of Huaining County.

The topography of Yeongcheon County has changed a lot.

Many mountains and rivers have been turned into canyons, and the earth is full of cracks.

A layer of red miasma enveloped half of Yingchuan County, Huaining County, which was already relatively hot, and the climate at this time was even worse to the extreme.

These two thousand miles are square, white bones are everywhere, and the people are not able to make a living.

Opening the Demon Spirit Stream, a peerless place, this time, I don't know how many hundreds of millions of living beings on the land of Yingchuan have died directly, and how many have died in a harsh environment?

The monks patted their butts and left, the vitality of Yingchuan County was afraid that hundreds of years would not be able to completely recover.

Who is to blame for such a disaster?

Heaven and earth karma, plus whose body?

Gu Qing sighed secretly.

Seeing the devastation of life, he felt a little compassion.

After struggling to survive in the bottom cultivation realm for more than 100 years, he has never had a sense of superiority towards ordinary people.

At this moment, there is even more inexplicable anger.

Can anger against whom.

Even he couldn't tell.

After his physique was strengthened, even his speed was greatly improved.

Half a day later.

Gu Qing left Yingchuan County.

In the second half of Yingchuan County, there was no particularly tragic situation.

As soon as you enter Huaining County, it is even more refreshing.

Patches of green fields stretch as far as the eye can see.

Children playing and playing, people talking and laughing and drinking, occasionally a few rays of various colors can be seen in the sky, and they are suddenly far away.

Compared to Yeongcheon-gun, it's two worlds entirely.

Gu Qing saw a tea shed from a distance.

His mind moved.

The figure has fallen on the smooth official road.

"Outer Gate Dabi is two months later, with my speed at this time, there is plenty of time, but there is no need to rush back too quickly, first in Chihufang City, Huaining County, dispose of the three-color treasure fan, after all, this thing is a fire spiritual weapon, if I use it, the power will be reduced by half out of thin air."

Gu Qing came to the tea shed and asked for a bowl of coarse tea.

There was no place in the tea shed, and many men and women who were in a hurry squatted on the side of the road, drinking tea to quench their thirst while talking.

Gu Qing also leaned on the pillar on the side of the tea shed, and drank the tea bowl with it, and the warm tea soup entered his stomach, as if it carried the fireworks of the world.

The depression in his heart gradually faded into nothingness.

"Alas......"

Not far behind him, there was a long sigh.

Gu Qing looked sideways.

This is a dark-faced old man, with rough skin, his back bent, snorting and panting, and his old body is covered with folds.

This man's life is coming to an end.

If there are no accidents, it will be a matter of the month.

"Why is my husband sighing?"

The young tea guest at the same table with the old man asked.

The old man with a swarthy face squeezed out a smile tiredly.

He touched the little doll holding the tea bowl next to his leg, and said: "My baby and I came all the way from Taipinggou, and I heard that your Chang Da good people in Qinghe City are kind and giving, and are willing to take in us refugees, and they came to join us, who ......knows."

Speaking of which.

"What do you know? Have the good men of the Everlasting not taken you in? ”

The young tea guest interrupted a little unceremoniously.

The dark-faced old man noticed something, and his complexion changed slightly.

He glanced at the young tea guest, the knife straddling his waist.

"The old man is laughing, laughing!" He smiled happily, "It's not that Chang Dashan people refuse to take in our grandparents and grandchildren, but that there are relatives over there in Taipinggou who have sent news that the disaster over there has passed, so let our grandparents and grandchildren hurry back." ”

"Alas!"

Now it was the young tea guest's turn to sigh.

He raised his eyes to look at the old man with a dark face, reached out and touched the head of the doll holding the tea bowl, shook his head and said: "Your doll has fine skin and tender meat, and it is worth a lot of silver. ”

The young tea guest was not finished yet.

The people in the tea shed have already poured a large piece of hulala.

The old man with a dark face and the doll holding the tea bowl also didn't say a word, and fainted on the spot.

"Lao Liu, scavenge these people's bodies, don't leave a copper plate behind, and the people who buy meat over there are coming soon." The young tea guest beckoned, but found that there had been no movement for a long time.

There was vigilance in his heart.

Cang Chang pulled out his knife, and he turned around.

The young tea guest's pupils shrank.

He saw a short-haired young man in a red-colored robe like fire leaning on the corner of the tea shed.

But Lao Liu was nowhere to be seen.

"Who are you? What about Lao Liu? This is a good deal, and you'd better weigh it! The young tea guest spoke sharply.

Gu Qing's cold expression moved slightly.

"Do you look at Lao Liu?"

He blinked, slowly spreading his hands.

The black dust dispersed, and in his palm was a blood-colored flame, an illusory hideous human head, in this blood-colored flame, roaring miserably, this voice was so terrible that the young tea guest only felt a chill rushing to the top of his head, and his whole body suddenly trembled like chaff, and the knife could not be held steadily.

The young tea guest recognized this illusory human head, which was actually the appearance of Lao Liu, and he was almost so frightened that he urinated, and his heart was shocked, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate.

"This ...... What is it? You demon! Look at the knives! ”

He couldn't hold back the feeling of weakness in his legs and feet, and his lust was very inward.

The voice fell.

The young tea guest pretended to swing a knife and slash, but with the other hand, he grabbed the little doll next to him, wanting to threaten Gu Qing.

Gu Qing's cold gaze glowed with a hint of red.

An invisible force spread out around him.

The whistling wind on the official road actually stopped.

At that moment, the young tea guest was bleeding from all his knots, and collapsed silently, softening on the ground.

The little doll picked up by this person was wrapped in a white light, fluttered to the ground, and lay down safely beside the swarthy old man.

"You can do this with a bowl of tea."

Gu Qing didn't have the slightest expression on his face.

He crushed the hideous illusory human head in his hand, shook his body, came to the young tea guest, buckled the back of the person's neck, flicked his big sleeves, and covered the bodies of everyone in the tea shed.

This white gas is a combination of aura and water vapor, and under the moistening of this white gas, everyone in the tea shed wakes up leisurely.

Gu Qing flicked his fingers at the dark-skinned old man on one side, and shot a cyan aura, this cyan aura submerged into the old man's eyebrows, and the old man's candle-like vitality in the wind grew a lot.

In this way, it is not a big problem for this old man to live for three or five years.

Gu Qing stepped lightly under his feet, his body turned into lightning, and he disappeared suddenly.

……

Above the official road, the dust is flying.

A group of big men escorted several prisoner carts and marched slowly.

The leading big man has a face full of meat, his body is as strong as a bear, and he holds a plump beautiful woman in his arms, and the two of them are riding on the same horse, and the big man makes a few lewd laughs from time to time.

The brothers on both sides are extremely greedy.

"Where did Boss Wang get the beauty, I'm hungry for Lao Tzu."

"Silence! He was a guest of honour outside of the regular staff. ”.

"What a distinguished guest, in my opinion......"

The big man in the lead heard the discussion behind him and looked back a few times.

He sneered in his heart, and roared in his mouth: "Brothers, after the bend in front, where the meat is taken, cheer up!" If something goes wrong, Lao Tzu will kill you alive! ”

After yelling, he turned around, and his heart was shocked.

A short-haired young man in a red robe stood sideways in the middle of the official road in front of him at some point, glancing coldly.

"Look for death!"

The big man in the lead laughed and shouted.

He urged his horse and rushed forward.

A bitter wind blew.

The short-haired young man's shirt is not moving in the eight winds.

He turned his head slowly.

He stretched out his hand and shook it forward, and the wind above the official road had stopped, as if he had grasped it in his hand, and then he slashed his fingers like knives across his chest, and slashed at the few people who rushed towards him.

A golden light surged out from his fingers, turning into a thin golden line, and swept diagonally past the rushing big man.

Burst!

A group of big men and horses were all cut in two, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, like a scorching temperature, solidifying the cut surface of flesh and blood.

The prisoner cart in the distance turned into two halves with a bang, and a crack was extremely subtle, diagonally across the official road, as if cutting off the earth.

The big man in the lead, his eyes showed unprecedented fear.

There was a gurgling sound coming out of his mouth.

A large amount of blood foamed out and blocked his throat.

He glanced down.

I happened to see my chest split in half in the middle, and the upper part was connected to the head of the skull, which was sliding down on top of my body.

Boom!

The leading big man, with his men and horses, fell the official road, blurring a pool of blood, and the brothers who followed him also followed in his footsteps, and a large amount of blood was connected together, exuding an extremely rich and bloody bloody atmosphere.

A team of big men, all of them died in the blink of an eye.

The plump beauty was gone.

Gu Qing, who had killed more than ten people, did not change his face, and stood with his hands in his hands.

He spoke lightly, his voice ethereal:

"The female cultivator of Hehuan Dao is so hungry that she can't choose to eat."