Along the way, everyone's mood was a little complicated, especially Chen Bofu, the leading brother......

"It's not going to go wrong, is it?" Chen Bofu muttered in his heart.

Truth be told, the escape route of the Tree of Tuso is a bit too strange.

Because it stands to reason that it should stay in the tribe and be a patron saint.

Judging by the path it took through the wasteland, it looked like it had come from the Yellow King's Courtyard.

Ryan's tribe is to the east.

And the courtyard of the Yellow King is on the west side.

The distance between the two places is a bit far.

And listening to Ryan's story, the Tree of Tuso has never exposed the fact that it can move in front of outsiders.

In Ryan's memory.

The Tree of Tuso has always been like an ordinary tree, growing in the soil and not moving.

That is to say...... The tree did not stay in the tribe...... Instead, I went in the direction of the Yellow King's Courtyard...... And then he was chased all the way over......"

"Why did it go to the Yellow King's Courtyard?"

"Who knows......"

Chen Bofu shook his head helplessly, facing Chen Jing's question, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Originally, the old man wanted to take his grandson on a leisurely trip, but the plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and now it seems that ......

The outing plan had to be terminated early.

"It's fast to fly......"

Kui Nan is used to the feeling of flying in the sky.

After all, Baiagi's nickname of "stable as a passenger plane" is not groundless.

"In front is the courtyard of the Yellow King......"

Ryan said, pointing to a ruined wall in the distant wilderness.

This place was not new to him.

After living in the wasteland for so many years, he knew about the ancient ruins that were not too far from the tribe, and even secretly ran in to play.

"It's empty, there's nothing, and there's probably no one to hide...... Ryan said with experience.

"I can't say for sure."

Chen Bofu frowned, only to feel that something was wrong with the wilderness ahead.

The moss on the ground seemed to be obscured by something strange...... Like rocks of different colors?

I looked at it twice.

Chen Bofu's face suddenly changed greatly.

He slapped Baiaji on the back and told it to stop first.

"Damn?! Why are there so many dead people?! ”

At this time, not only Chen Bofu's face changed, but even Kui Nan, who was a little stupid, found that something was wrong.

Because on the ground near the ancient ruins, there are densely piled up corpses.

Chen Jing took a deep breath, tried to calm the uneasiness in his heart, and said softly to Bai Aji.

"Fly high."

Baiaji nodded silently, then slowly flapped his wings and gradually climbed into the air.

The farther away from the ground.

This mountain of corpses near the ancient ruins...... The more spectacular it looks at.

As Ryan introduced to everyone before.

The Huangwang Courtyard looks like a dilapidated ancient ruins.

There is not a single intact building.

Grey gravel and gravel were everywhere.

Because the surface of the ancient ruins is paved with a layer of gray stone bricks, the contrast between the surface of the ruins and the nearby wasteland is particularly strong when viewed from above.

Without the turquoise moss, a very regular gray circle can be roughly seen...... Or rather, a giant totem!

The inactive grooves on the ground of the ancient ruins play a role in outlining like the lines under the brush.

The totem details are depicted with great delicacy and ingenuity, almost identical to the pattern on the Yellow King's Holy Grail.

Place, no mistake.

But these corpses ...... What's going on?

Hundreds of corpses were piled up in a circle around the ancient ruins.

The majority of them are large Polluted corpses, and only a small fraction are wanderers dressed in different costumes.

"That's not right...... I've been here before......" Ryan muttered, a hint of horror in his tone, "It was empty and there was nothing at the time......"

"How long ago was the last time you were here?" Chen Bofu asked.

"A few months ago......" Ryan replied.

Chen Bofu nodded silently, observed carefully for a while, and his tone gradually became solemn.

"In the corpses of the polluted species...... There are three or four...... The strength is even stronger than the Tree of Tuso......"

"! Why don't we withdraw! Kui Nan felt a chill on his back, and goosebumps arose, "The strength of that tree is equivalent to the old descendants of Sequence 4 or Sequence 5, and it is stronger than it, isn't that Sequence 6?" ”

With that, Kui Nan shrank back and hid behind Chen Jing.

"Master Chen, kill these polluting people...... Will it be as strong as you? ”

"Where the am I going!" Chen Bofu's expression became more and more ugly, and he also calculated in his heart......

In the Eternal Night and the wasteland near it, there were only a handful of people who could fight him, and he knew all of them.

So at this time, Chen Bofu had already begun to fold his fingers and compare them one by one according to the "enemies" in his memory.

There is strength, there is means.

After killing people, he can hide his own breath and not leave any trace on the scene.

This looks like a ......

"There's someone there!"

Yan Que said suddenly.

Chen Bofu looked in the direction that Yan Que was pointing...... I saw that in the pile of corpses, there was indeed a thin and withered figure moving slowly.

Chen Bofu didn't know that person, and he didn't even have the slightest impression.

And the man's breath ......

It's like worshipping Aji.

There was no breath of air.

If he hadn't seen him standing there with his own eyes, I'm afraid even Chen Bofu wouldn't have been able to perceive his existence.

"Could it be that he is a member of an ancient race?" Chen Bofu had this guess in his heart, and his pupils instantly constricted.

Meanwhile.

The figure who walked leisurely towards the center of the ancient ruins suddenly looked up without warning.

I don't know if the two sides are too far apart, or if the other party has used some means.

The man's face was covered with a golden mist.

Only the eyes, which were devoid of any human emotion, were exposed.

Sen is cold and indifferent.

Filled with an eerie and unspeakable dead air.

It's like a silent corpse or a man-made cold machine.

When Chen Jing's gaze made contact with him, even if the other party did not show too obvious hostility, Chen Jing still felt a chill to the bone.

"This man looks like he ...... face."

At this moment, Chen Bofu was still carefully looking at the person's face, and Chen Jing, a good grandson sitting behind him, was shocked into a cold sweat.

Because he suddenly remembered the three conditions that need to be met to promote Sequence 2.

First, hold the medium "Key to the Door".

Second, enter the "Yellow King Courtyard".

Third......

"That's ...... him"

Looking at the "Taoist priest" who was dressed out of place in this world, and then looked closely at his black Taoist robe and the dust whisk he held in his hand, Chen Jing was almost instantly determined.

"He is a blasphemer...... Zhao Pseudo-Immortal......"

Chen Jinggang was about to remind everyone to be careful, but the Taoist standing in the ancient ruins suddenly flashed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

This moment.

Except for Chen Bofu.

No one could see his movements.

"Be careful!!

Chen Jing only heard the old man's roar in his ears, and then felt a biting chill coming from his side.

Before Chen Jing could react, the old man took the first step and dragged him up and brought him to him.

In the process.

Chen Jing only vaguely saw a golden light passing by him.

The next second.

Baiaji's body broke open from his chest.

It's like being cut off by some kind of sharp weapon.

Without warning, the entire body split in two parts in the air.

The people on its back also lost their center of gravity and smashed to the ground at a rapid speed like meteors falling.

Meet the starlight in the night sky.

Chen Jing finally saw the thin figure standing in the air clearly, as well as the long sword clenched in the other party's hand......

The Bagua gear on the hilt of the sword was spinning rapidly at this time, and a cable similar to an optical fiber extended from the tail of the gear, tightly connecting the veins of the Taoist.

The wind whistles in my ears.

The old man was also yelling in bewilderment.

"How could there be a 'Gu Fangshi' in this era?! Aren't these bastards dead?! ”