Chapter 122: The Road Is Uneven (1)

Leng Yi's brows furrowed slightly, although this matter was too unexpected, it finally reflected that Leng Yi's experience had shortcomings;

After learning from the pain, Leng Yi firmly remembered the lesson, and then searched carefully on Huo Duo, trying to find some confidential texts or something, but unfortunately, Leng Yi found nothing but a martial arts book and a stack of silver tickets;

The only thing that counts as valuable is Hodo's boots;

I saw that two pieces of different sizes were added to the bottom of the boots, and the shape and texture of the soles turned out to be the paw prints of the fierce beasts, needless to say, the footprints of the fierce beasts in the tribe must have come from this;

Obviously, the major forces are also afraid to leave the truth;

Vitality Water ......

It is a thing that can make the barbarian high-level not hesitate to sacrifice their own people and their own compatriots alive......

What kind of temptation is there!

Looking at the claw thorns and the soles of his shoes, Leng Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the vitality water became more confusing at the same time, it also became more dangerous!

"Forget it, I don't want to;" Leng Yi still left these things behind after all, he had already learned how not to think about things that he shouldn't think, otherwise, even if he wasn't killed, he would torture himself to the point of madness;

"Well, "Molten Fire Stick", Xuan-level primary martial arts, it is enough to use the fifth or sixth level of the Bone Burning;" Leng Yi roughly flipped through Huo Duo's martial arts book and nodded with satisfaction;

The reason why Qimen martial arts is so powerful is precisely because of its weird attack path, if it is used often, its path will be figured out sooner or later, then there is not much difference between Qimen martial arts and popular martial arts, Leng Yike is counting on "Water Wheel Knife" as a hole card;

After all, the gathering and alliance of so many forces, large and small, in the open and in the dark, made the usually extremely rare Bone Refining Realm cultivators suddenly become worthless, according to Leng Yi's estimate, if the various forces integrated the Bone Refining Realm cultivators of various families, then just the four major forces on the bright side, the number of Bone Refining Realm masters they had would not be less than three hundred;

Of course, the vast majority of these three hundred masters are still second-rate masters;

But in any case, in the face of so many masters, if there are not a few hole cards in hand, Leng Yi's situation will be even more dangerous;

And "Molten Fire Stick" just makes up for Leng Yi's shortcomings, and the stick method is relatively easy to cultivate;

"Yo, a first-class soldier, this must be worthy of which family, how can the barbarian commander be worthy of a soldier;" Leng Yi picked up Huo Duo's bronze Qi Mei stick, and after checking it slightly, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly;

Call......

The bitter cold wind blew through the rubble and the remaining flames, making it even more poignant and desolate in the dead night;

Feeling the biting cold, Leng Yi couldn't help but look at the dark northwest, at this moment, I don't know how many barbarians are under the coercion of the monks of various families, desperately watching death approach......

Another gust of cold wind blew, and after blowing the cold black robes, mixed with the pungent smoke and smell of blood, it fled away, and after crossing an unknown distance, it blew up hard gravel and blew mercilessly in the desperate crowd;

In the cold wind of flying sand and rocks, more than 100 flickering torches illuminated the icy Gobi Desert and the team that stretched for several miles;

It was a team of men and women, and even young children and frightened teenagers, and although a few low-level monks could occasionally be seen, most of them were uncultivated mortals, and judging by their dress and attire, they were all barbarians;

However, unlike the barbarians, who were known for their bravery and bravery, this group of barbarians appeared lifeless;

Empty eyes, wooden expressions, stumbling steps, pale faces;

In addition to being able to breathe, these people are simply a team of walking dead!

"Smack!"

At this moment a heavy whip suddenly exploded in the howling wind, followed by the wailing of men and women in the crowd, and as the wail sounded, the heavy whipping continued one after another, and at the same time a vicious curse was heard in the darkness;

"Little ones, give Lao Tzuchao a beating! Whoever pretends to be dead will die directly!"

In the midst of that wail, a black-clothed warrior pointed at his subordinates, bared his teeth and cursed impatiently, and then his body shook and he quickly ran to the front of the team, looking at the running speed that was no less than that of a fierce beast, he knew that this person was at least a strong opponent of the ninth level of quenching;

In the howling cold wind, the man swept through the long line in an instant, and then stopped in front of the group in front of a burly black-clothed monk riding a tall horse, and whispered something, and the rider nodded slightly;

"Lord Ilkhan! Lord Zhao calls you over!" At this moment, I heard a shout from the far away at the front of the line;

"What are you shouting, you know, go right away!"

As if feeling that he had lost face in front of his men, the rider's brow furrowed suddenly, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and then he pushed back impatiently, but he had to quickly turn his horse's head;

"Bah! Damn Zhao Hong! What kind of thing is yelling at three and drinking! The Sprinkle family is also the commander of the Wild Lion Guard;"

Ilhan stared at the front of the long line and spat fiercely on the ground, scolding in a low voice, as the leader of the Wild Lion Guard, who was more elite than the Tiger Guard, when had he ever been so angry, but his cultivation was two levels worse than that of a human, he could only dare to be angry and not dare to speak;

After scolding, Ilhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he glanced at the black crowd around him, and then his body shook slightly, and a strong aura pressed down on the numb crowd like a wave;

"Ahh

As the breath was pressed, a frightened shout suddenly sounded in the crowd, and then the dense crowd was pressed to the ground as if carrying a mountain, their faces were pale and trembling, but they didn't dare to move, and several seriously ill barbarians then spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground softly without breathing;

Looking at the chaotic crowd, Ilhan snorted as if he had found his mental balance, and then quickly urged his horse to the front of the line;

"Sure enough, it's an uncivilized barbarian! What kind of prestige to a group of mortals!"

Looking at the chaotic crowd, the quenching ninth-level glanced at Ilhan's back viciously, then gritted his teeth and pulled out the whip from his waist and threw it at the crowd......

"Lord Zhao, are you looking for me?" Amid the continuous whipping and screaming behind him, Ilhan rode his horse to the front of the procession, then stopped beside an ordinary van and whispered flatteringly to the closed window;

Hearing the voice of Ilhan, a faint, but breathless, coercion oozed from behind the thick curtain, and then a thick but indifferent voice slowly sounded;

"How many animals died?"

These days the hasty work is a bit busy, so the update time is not very stable, the first more back to the afternoon off work, the second more to go to bed;