The Vientiane Gate team changed direction for half a day, and during this time, they did not encounter the meditation of the Myoko Holy Land again. They found a deserted mountain village and spent the night, and the next day they crossed a few ridges and entered a valley between two mountains.

Walking along the river, the terrain on both sides of the river is flat, and there are some villages of various sizes scattered here. Like the scattered villages in the mountains, these villages are empty of houses, and the villagers have fled.

After dozens of miles, they came to a larger village at the bend of the river, where they unexpectedly found people inhabited.

The village here is full of ruins and broken walls, and there are traces of smoke and fire, and you can see unburied corpses, which are obviously burned and looted by meditation.

There are still a dozen people alive in the village, and although they are still able to take care of themselves, they are glazed over, slow to move, and they are incoherent in their speech, asking questions and answers, and they cannot explain the past.

Ten people in Vientiane Gate suffered a stroke, and after she checked the pulse of the villagers, and after probing the physical condition with spiritual power, she told everyone that these people should have been mentally impacted by meditation, and they were delirious and delirious.

Yun Zhichun took pity on the plight of the villagers and asked, "Is there a way to heal it?"

Feng Qingjun said that it was okay, these people were not deeply injured, as long as they stimulated the nerves with acupuncture, and then used spiritual power to help them dredge the meridians and release stagnant qi, they could return to normal.

Seeing that the method was simple and just a gesture, after Feng Qingjun's acupuncture, everyone took action to help the villagers treat according to the spiritual power path she said.

Sure enough, not long after the harvest, these people came to their senses, knowing that they had been rescued, they wept bitterly, crying to the disciples of the Vientiane Sect about the cruelty of meditation, everyone heard righteous indignation, hundreds of people have survived in the village now, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bloodbath.

They still had to hurry, so after comforting the villagers, they let them retreat over the mountains and retreat to the hinterland to escape the fighting.

Along the way down the riverbank, they passed large villages along the way, and they would meet the villagers who had survived the catastrophe, and each time they would be sent inland in groups after being treated.

The problem is that the number of people who survive is increasing. In one town, hundreds of mentally damaged people were numbly barely surviving.

For them, it is effortless to heal one person, and dozens of them can be handled, but if there are many people, the loss of spiritual power will be relatively large, and the replenishment of spiritual power will not be able to keep up with the speed of consumption.

In desperation, they had to decide to heal only a few dozen relatively strong people, and then let these sane people lead the remnants of the people to move to the rear.

According to Feng Qingjun, the mental trauma suffered by the people is relatively mild, and they can heal naturally after a period of time.

Out of the town, Hua Lanting said with a worried face: "Could there be any problems? The news we got is that the common people have fled during this time, but there are still so many people in the river valley who have not left, could it be a means to contain and consume our spiritual power." ”

Lin Xian replied in surprise: "It's possible, I also suspect that the Myoko Holy Land is killing people with a soft knife." If this continues, we will be in a state of spiritual power depletion and replenishment at any time, and it will be very disadvantageous if we encounter a fierce battle. ”

Yun Zhichun said: "Damn, but we can't see it." ”

Yi Liunian jumped to the side and shouted: "It's not just hateful, it's hateful!"

"Didn't you listen to what the people said? Those ape-men either directly disemboweled their stomachs with their sharp claws, or destroyed people's sanity with spiritual shocks, and even carried out a wide range of divine soul shock spells to take people's lives, and would also gather people and set them on fire, and watch them run away and scream for fun, and even drove the people who lost their minds to kill their compatriots. In the future, my brother will cut one alive when he sees one!"

Lin Xian frowned: "Liunian, why did you become so irritable? ”

The grumpy Wang Ji also shouted: "I can't calm down, my meditation is too cruel, and if it's not my race, his heart will be different." If you have the ability to rush at us, why slaughter unarmed ordinary people. ”

Even Yu Qi, who had always been calm on the side, said: "Don't blame the passing years, I really can't listen to it, it's all living innocent lives, a person from a town, if you say no, it's gone." ”

Even Zhuge Yun, He Dayi, and Qu Zhengze, who were silent, echoed on the side, with angry looks on their faces.

Hua Lanting persuaded: "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, revenge must be avenged." If meditation wants to absorb people's vitality and death qi for cultivation, it will inevitably be a large-scale killing. We are here to stop them from continuing to do evil. Let's think about how to prevent our strength from being damaged by saving the people. ”

After some discussion, there was no good way.

In the end, Lin Xian exclaimed: "Try to save it." But our numbers and strength are limited, and when we get out of the river valley and avoid densely populated places, we go into the mountains and forests, trying to enter the hinterland as soon as possible to find and destroy them, and the injured can only wait for the aftermath to turn back and slowly rescue. ”

It was the middle of the day, and the group quickened their pace.

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting in the west, where the river was about to flow out of the plain and into the mountains, they saw in the distance a larger village and town in front of them.

When they approached, before they could enter the town, a large number of people suddenly rushed out of the town, shouting and running towards them, and when they looked closely, there were groups of soldiers on horseback or on foot wielding weapons in pursuit, and from time to time the people behind were dead under the swords and guns.

After observing for a moment, Lin Xian exclaimed, "Not good! You see, there is a meditation at the end! They control the armies in the secular realm, and they are casting spells to drive the soldiers to slaughter the people. ”

Hearing the word meditation, Yi Liunian immediately rushed out, and the others followed.

Lin Xian shouted in shock: "Don't hurt the people, kill the soldiers, stun them, kill the meditation cultivator!"

As he spoke, the crowd had already rushed closer.

Ten people walked through it.

The people were delirious, some of them were running for their lives with their eyes hooked, while others were brandishing their arms and self-defense sticks and hitting the Vientiane disciples.

Naturally, everyone was not injured, but they were blocked, and they had to slow down, and when they rushed in front of the soldiers, they were immediately attacked fiercely.

These soldiers, numbering three or four hundred, were sane but well-trained, and armed with weapons, like mad and fierce tigers, with no regard for their own safety, and fought with a desperate style of fighting with the same fate.

Their attack power is not worth mentioning, and they can't hurt everyone in the slightest, but the disciples of the Vientiane Sect don't want to kill or hurt people, so they can only stun them one by one.

With everyone's speed and force, it was not difficult to restrain a few hundred people, but the meditation cultivator sitting in the back with remote control seemed to be performing some kind of spell, and there were always soldiers whose bodies or heads suddenly burst open, causing flesh and blood to splash.

In a short period of time, each of the ten people was contaminated with a lot, and above the field, the evil qi and blood qi were diffused for a while.

I don't know if it was due to the influence of the bloody qi or other reasons, the ten people of Hualan Court were full of murderous energy, fierce anger and hatred, and no longer entangled with the soldiers, they quickly broke out of the encirclement and went straight to the meditation.

Seeing that the disciples of the Vientiane Sect were coming, the cultivators did not engage in the battle, but collected the spells one after another, got up and fled backwards, and plunged into the mountains.

The number of cultivators in this group is not as large as last time, only about half, but whether it is the cultivation of apes or beasts, they are all one level higher than the previous group.

It wasn't until it was dark that the Vientiane Sect disciples approached the cultivators, and the cultivators immediately adopted the method of scattering and escaping in batches, and after a separate pursuit and hard fighting, everyone wiped out all of them.

When they got together again, although the enemy was successfully annihilated in the second battle, the merits were worth it, they were also exhausted, and some of them were slightly injured, but one by one they still hated each other, and felt that the killing was still not enjoyable.

After discussing it, everyone decided to rest on the spot to replenish the water, meditate for two hours, and then no longer take the mountain road that is easy to walk, but accelerate the advance in the direction of the land bridge over the mountains and mountains, and it is best to meet other teams to cooperate in the battle, otherwise they will look for the traces of meditation alone, as long as they are not outnumbered, they will go to war directly.

Seeing the murderous appearance of his companions, and thinking of the atrocities of meditation, Lin Xianjing, who had just proposed to fight steadily a few days ago, surprisingly did not object this time and agreed to this plan.

Hua Lanting was also as emotional as everyone else, looking excited, although he always faintly felt that something was wrong, but secretly checked his body and his partners with his spiritual sense, and did not find any obvious abnormalities, so he didn't say anything more.

Unconsciously, they had deviated from the first two of the three strategies that Lin Xian had set in shock.

Aside from the disciples of the Vientiane Sect, at this time, in the middle of the Hengduan Mountain Range and the Devil Continental Bridge on Long Island, on the gentle slope of a high mountain, there were dozens of heavy cowhide tents, and in the largest tent in the center, there were seven or eight beast-clothed cultivators gathered together to discuss matters.

Inside the tent, the candle flame was faint, and the tent wall was full of hideous animal heads and animal bone ornaments, and the light and shadow were swaying, looking eerie and terrifying.

One of them, very old, with a face as cracked as tree bark, ravines and ravines, three extremely brightly colored feathers stuck in his gray hair held by a simple wooden hairpin, holding a staff of gold and black, his eyes cloudy, half-open and half-closed.

I only heard him ask, "Kenya, how is the matter explained by the Three Holy Mountains?"

A beast-clothed cultivator sitting at the end got up and said, "Back to the Great Chief of Arkenser, the positioning and tracking of the various teams in the Shuxuan Immortal Continent has almost been done, and the Holy Qi Bullying Dafa has also begun to be activated, and it has achieved initial results. ”

Grand Chief Arkenser snorted heavily from his nose, opened his eyes and roared, "What do you mean by almost? What do you mean by initial results? I want it all done, all of it! Do you understand!"

"Don't worry about the life or death of those apes, and those of the lower tribes don't have to feel distressed. This battle is related to the rise and fall of my Akon tribe, in order to re-emerge among all the Holy Land tribes and become their leader, everything will be done at any cost, and there will be no room for loss!"

After saying that, he used the staff in his hand to pick open the lid of the box next to him, and said coldly: "This is the Immortal Crystal left to us by the Three Holy Mountains this time, you can take it yourself first, and distribute the rest, be sure to complete the task." Otherwise, you will know the punishment methods of the Three Holy Mountains. ”

"I reiterate once again, the success or failure of this operation is not only related to the longevity of all of you here, but also related to the prosperity of the tribe, and also related to the survival of all the tribes in the Holy Land. ”

"In this battle, I have boasted to the Three Holy Mountains that I have been in Haikou, success or failure in one fell swoop, and there are people who cooperate with us inside and outside, if there is a mistake, don't blame me for not being merciful. Under the tribal staff, there is no living mouth, the soul is scattered, and it is not allowed to be reborn. Don't challenge my patience!"

Kenya said yes, but didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, an equally wrinkled, aged beast-clothed cultivator opened his mouth to speak, but he endured it and didn't speak.

Arkenser's old eyes looked dim, but in fact, he could see the subtle changes in the expressions of the people in the tent, he turned his eyes, looked at the other party and asked, "Patriarch Kending, do you have something to say?"

The old man known as Kenting coughed, took a deep breath, and finally raised his head and said, "Since Patriarch Arkenser asked, there are some things that I think it is necessary to say them in person on behalf of everyone. ”