“…… What a stake is the destruction in this neighborhood. ”

While Zhan Lan used her spiritual power to administer first aid to Ouyang Mingzhu, stabilize her soul body, and prevent her from dissipating her soul due to her sudden departure from the "Fellow Death" array, Chu Xuan also arrived near Jimo City with Zhang Heng and Zhao Yingkong.

Looking around, the scene is a mess, and the scenery of the past is now only ruined and broken. The ground was full of potholes, and large holes continued one after another, showing signs of fierce battles. Several rivers seemed to be cut by an invisible force, and the rivers disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed. The distant peaks were even more impacted by unimaginable forces, some of the peaks were completely destroyed, while others were cut off by a large section and turned into mediocre dirt slopes.

Standing in such a battlefield, Zhang Heng, who was following behind Chu Xuan, couldn't help but sigh: "I feel that the degree of destruction here is about to catch up with the combat effectiveness of the early stage of Dragon Ball...... Is this the battlefield between the Fourth Order and the cultivators? ”

Zhang Heng's words carried a trace of shock that could not be concealed, the battle between the demonic Zhao Fukong and the cultivators of the world of Sword and Fairy was able to cause such amazing damage.

"No, the destruction of the battlefield like this just shows that the strength of both sides of the battle is not as strong as you think."

At this time, Chu Xuan was holding an instrument similar to a compass, which seemed to be measuring some data from the surrounding environment. After hearing Zhang Heng's emotion about the ability of the fourth-order combatant, the wise man of the Zhongzhou team did not raise his head, but continued to operate the equipment in his hand, and at the same time replied lightly: "The more destruction is around, the more power leaks out, and most of the attacks of the cultivators have never reached the fourth order...... The real power of the Fourth Order lies in the subtlety, not in the ability to destroy the terrain. ”

Chu Xuan's gaze still did not leave the instrument in his hand, but his voice clearly conveyed his analysis: "On the other side of the battle, Zhao Fukong, he was originally an assassin who followed the skill stream, but now he is more inclined to use pure destructive power to solve problems than the assassin skills that have been tempered thousands of times. ”

"That's ......"

Zhang Heng's strength in the Zhongzhou team was only a second-order genetic lock, and he had just been resurrected, and all the reward points had been cleared, so he naturally couldn't keep up with the cultivation pace of the other members of the team, and he couldn't make corresponding judgments on what he saw and heard in front of him. However, there is an irresistible force in Chu Xuan's words, his analysis is always logical and to the point, even in the cold tone, people can feel the authority and persuasiveness behind his words, and make people unconsciously believe in his judgment.

For some reason, peeking at Chu Xuan's focused expression, Zhang Heng suddenly became a little uneasy.

As for Chu Xuan's evaluation, Zhao Yingkong on the other side didn't say a word, just stared at the traces of the battle on the ground without blinking, and occasionally stopped to observe some sharp incisions that were as smooth as a mirror, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Found it."

Finally, Chu Xuan's footsteps stopped at a place that had been destroyed beyond recognition: "This should be the place where the battle first broke out. ”

As he spoke, Chu Xuan took out a uniquely shaped instrument from the storage prop, and then took out the drop of blood containing Reinhardt's soul from the storage space with his right hand, regardless of the other party's silent scream, he did not hesitate to stuff the blood droplet into the instrument.

With a violent tremor of the instrument, the next moment, an image was vaguely reflected in the air...... It was the scene where Reinhardt escaped with a bloody light, and Zhao Yukong then slashed another breeder, Cecil, with a knife!

“…… Chu Xuan, how did you do it? ”

Although he knew that Chu Xuan was explaining, there was a high probability that he would not understand, but looking at the picture in front of him, Zhang Heng couldn't help but ask with wide eyes.

For no other reason, Zhang Heng really couldn't understand Chu Xuan's operation...... It would be reasonable to extract some of the images from Reinhardt's memory, but obviously the other party had fled the scene, Chu Xuan still seemed to be able to reveal what was going to happen before like a movie screening, which was like magic, unbelievable.

"In terms of bloodline, there is a lot of information in the genes." Chu Xuan replied blandly: "And some applications of time technology, there is nothing surprising. ”

After that, Chu Xuan didn't care about Zhang Heng's reaction at all, but locked his gaze tightly in mid-air again. After seeing Julian being cut into pieces, but Zhao Fukong also knelt on the ground in pain, and a thick scarlet killing intent emerged from his body, the young man nodded, as if he had anticipated what was happening in front of him.

Chu Xuan turned around and threw a test tube at Zhao Yingkong, who was also engrossed in the image, and calmly instructed, "Give me a drop of your blood." ”

When the test tube was about to hit Zhao Yingkong's face, she reacted and quickly reached out to catch it. Then he followed the instructions of the other party, and gently cut the skin of his left wrist with the fingertips of his right hand, allowing a few drops of blood to drip into the test tube.

After completing this action, Zhao Yingkong threw the test tube containing blood back to Chu Xuan with his backhand. And catching the test tube, Chu Xuan dripped the blood in the test tube into the compass in his left hand, and the moment he touched Zhao Yingkong's blood, the compass suddenly burst out with a large amount of red light, and when the red light subsided, the tip of the compass had been dyed a piece of blood red, which looked extremely weird.

After doing all this, Chu Xuan didn't speak, but just changed his hand and handed the compass to Zhao Yingkong, and Zhao Yingkong also didn't say a word, took the compass and disappeared in place, not even hearing the footsteps.

Zhang Heng, who didn't understand it at all, didn't realize Zhao Yingkong's departure until a few seconds later: "Wait, wait, Zhao Yingkong is leaving like this?" ”

"That's right, she has her mission to accomplish." Seeing that the past in mid-air had come to an end, no matter what, there was no longer a superfluous picture, Chu Xuan also put away the instrument: "And we also have ours." ”

"Where to go?" Zhang Heng was stunned.

Although Zhang Heng didn't know why Chu Xuan deliberately kept him by his side instead of letting him act with Zheng Zha and the others, considering that neither Zheng Zha nor Yang Yun objected to this, this made Zhang Heng inclined to believe that Chu Xuan's decision must have a deep consideration and careful plan behind it...... Right?

Faced with Zhang Heng's question, Chu Xuan just silently pushed his glasses, and then took a step. Just when Zhang Heng thought that the other party would not answer his question, he heard three words floating from the air-

"Fengshen Mausoleum." (End of chapter)