Before entering Yanzhou, the Yuanying Realm cultivators of their Shimen family had already used their divine senses to roughly investigate the current situation in Yanzhou, except for the high concentration of demonic qi, there should be no danger.

And with the loss of time, the air continues to circulate, and the concentration of demonic energy will become lower and lower.

Faced with such an opportunity, the disciples fought for their heads.

Not only can you get the reputation of eliminating demons, but you can also rely on your own merits to share the land or other when Yanzhou is rebuilt in the future, of course, the most direct benefit at present is the storage magic weapons left by those monks who died in Yanzhou.

The refining masters of the Tianxuan Continent gathered together and worked together to refine a hundred masks, the only effect was to filter the demonic qi, and the first batch of monks to enter Yanzhou had to wear this mask.

Depending on the clan of the monk to which they belonged, each person's mask was engraved with the mark of their own power.

In the end, each of the nine major sects sent ten disciples, and the rest of the families scattered to divide the remaining ten places.

The list of those who entered Yanzhou for exploration was finalized.

Among them, there were a total of eleven Jindan Realm cultivators, and the rest were all Contemplation Realm.

The Jindan Realm is already the middle force of the various sect families, although the situation in Yanzhou has been roughly explored, it is not possible to let all the forces of the sect take risks, this is already the most reasonable configuration that can be sent at present.

Every Jindan Realm disciple is the true inheritance of each sect, and naturally he has the life-saving means given by his respective masters.

After all, for this operation, it is estimated that the disciples of the Condensing Realm went to Yanzhou to 'pick up leaks', and only they can truly record the current situation in Yanzhou.

On the tenth day after the barrier disappeared, they set foot on the land of Yanzhou.

The demonic aura had been escaping for a while, and with that special mask, they didn't feel anything unusual.

Each sect family was divided into different squads and went in different directions.

In the face of such a catastrophe against the demons, the only ones that could barely maintain some form were those plants that were contaminated with demonic energy.

However, they used to be proud, but now they are also debris that the monk passes by and touches them lightly, and they turn into fragments that rise with the wind.

It was the first time that those monks had 'seen' demon spirits, and it was inevitable to despise these things that turned into ashes as soon as they met.

Along the way, they have gained a lot.

There are too many monks who died in Yanzhou, even if most of them are in the Open Pulse Realm and the Condensing Realm, they can hardly go far, and if you look carefully at the dusty ground, you can find a spiritual stone from under which corner and which collapsed building.

Not every monk has a storage artifact, but a spirit stone is something that everyone will carry.

The spirit stone is different from the elixir talisman, and it will be damaged in the previous attack, but it is very tough.

However, with their realm, they couldn't see that the aura operating in the spirit stone had been stained with wisps of gray.

After staying in Yanzhou for a few days, the few tensions in their hearts also dissipated.

It's scary to look at.

They also explored some hidden places, but still did not see the 'living' spirit.

Faced with such a situation, the disciples who led the team couldn't help but be a little more tolerant of the rest of the people.

It is not easy for them to obtain the qualification of this 'demon extermination', and everyone must have been instructed by their respective family forces to let them 'explore and explore' more, and it is easy to explain if they have something to gain.

............

Chang Ling slowly opened his eyes in a burst of constant calling.

Abi's voice was already a little hoarse, and even a little crying.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a rich black.

Before she could even begin to think about what the hell this was, the pain was so intense that she was a little out of breath.

It's been a long time since I've felt such a strong pain.

Even for a long time in the past, Chang Ling thought that he would never feel this physical pain again.

When the severe pain wrapped her whole body tightly, she was a little happy in her heart.

Demons don't feel pain.

It seems that this is the only way to prove that she is a living person.

She trembled and took out all kinds of spiritual grass from the storage artifact and swallowed it with embarrassment.

The pure medicinal power dissolved in her body, and the pain came one after another.

Only then did she carefully investigate the condition of her body.

It can be said that there is no intact place on the whole body from the inside out.

Her internal organs had been torn apart, her meridians were broken, blood was oozing out from all over her body, and her skin was charred black.

The last time I was so embarrassed, it should have been when I was expelled from the Canglan Sword Sect, when the meridians of my body were broken.

The pure medicinal power mixed with countless spirit grasses instantly swept through her body, repairing her broken body little by little.

Her situation can only be described by the word broken.

Under the severe pain, Chang Ling's consciousness began to become intermittent.

I don't know if it was the black fog in the sea or if she was stuck in a long dream, countless images kept flashing in front of her eyes.

In the past ten years, she has traveled almost everywhere in Qingzhou.

Countless deaths have been witnessed.

At first, there were still many surviving monks and mortals in Yanzhou.

Later, they were either bitten to death by the demon spirit, or they lost their minds because they could no longer withstand such a strong demonic aura between heaven and earth.

For a long time, the sword in Chang Ling's hand was aimed at 'his own people'.

The monks, or mortals, with a little consciousness left, shouted at her to kill them.

Chang Ling always drew his sword in silence, not even having time to collect their bones.

It's a rare, calming dream.

Or it is more appropriate to look back on her past ten years.

She was like an outsider, watching everything happen, with no ability to change at all.

Obviously, he has experienced it all over again, not to mention indifferent, but he should also expect it in his heart, but after looking at it all the way, Chang Ling's body still couldn't help but tremble.

Death is also a kind of thing, no matter how many times you have seen it, every time you face it, you can't help but feel sad and painful.

There are many demon spirits who have died under her sword who are not strangers to her, and they have also spent this long and hopeless time together, and they also rely on each other in the gray Yanzhou.

They will gather together after the war, recovering their spiritual powers, while imagining a future that they don't know when it will come.

A strong man with a height of more than eight feet will take out an embroidered crooked purse from his arms, thinking of the soft and beautiful girl in the distance.

The man with a cold and cruel face will recount his past and say sorry in the whistling wind.

............

They often say what they want to do after leaving Yanzhou.

How to make up for the regrets of the past, how to live this life.

It is undeniable that suffering has a bearing on the growth of the human state.

But life is needed to test growth.

The bright future they imagined was too prosaic compared to the ambitions of any young man.

But that's the future they haven't been able to see with their own eyes.

Chang Ling watched their deaths in silence, suddenly opened his eyes, and wept silently in the darkness.

She couldn't suppress this instinct, this deep sadness.

In the past, she could pretend to be calm and say that closing Yanzhou was a means that could minimize the loss, and it was understandable for those family sects to make this decision.

But now she wanted to ask those people why.

Even if it is going to be closed, why can't they give these people time to withdraw.

They are living people, heroes who resolutely came to Yanzhou with the purpose of defending the mainland and killing demon spirits.

Not knowing where the pain came from, Chang Ling had to keep gasping for air.

It was a long time before she barely calmed down.

Memories also go back to the last moments before she fell unconscious, when she was 'hunted' by the stout plant, and then she was released into the heart of the tree as a reserve food.

Now she raised her hand and gently touched the branches of the trees that wrapped around the small space.

In an instant, all the branches around her turned into black shards, and they fell all over her body.

After a long absence, some dazzling sunlight shone in, enveloping her whole body.

Chang Ling couldn't even open his eyes for a while.

A strong feeling of discomfort swept over her.

Like the demon spirit, her body has been changed by the demonic energy, and she is also extremely disgusted with the sun.

But this physical disgust could not neutralize the joy in her heart.

Being able to see such a strong sunlight proves that the concentration of demonic energy in the air has weakened a lot.

Chang Ling's eyes were moistened unconsciously.

Presumably, the sunlight is too dazzling.

She looked far inland, and even though she couldn't see it, she knew it was clear that the barrier had been removed.

All at once things were strung together in her mind.

Presumably, those high-ranking monks before should have gone all out to clear out a wave of remnants of Yanzhou, and then removed the barrier.

Under such a strong attack, the extremely tenacious trees with a strong vitality infected by demonic energy could not survive it.

Only when she happened to be in the middle of the tree at the time, and the tree withstood most of the attacks for her, and the body transformed by the demonic qi was indeed strong enough, she barely picked up a life.

Chang Ling looked at the debris that had stained his body and fallen to the ground, and he only felt a little afraid.

Now that the monks in the interior have cleared the demons and removed the barrier, the next step is to send disciples in and explore.

Chang Ling looked in the direction of the inland from afar.

She wanted to rush to the barrier right now, and go back and forth dozens of times there, and have a good time.

However, Chang Ling thought about it and stopped his pace.

Can those sects not worry about a demon spirit running out of Yanzhou?

Presumably, the purpose of removing that barrier was to allow the concentration of demonic qi to escape and escape, so as to facilitate the exploration and reconstruction of Yanzhou.

However, at the junction between Yanzhou and the inland, there must still be a line of defense to deal with those 'fish that slipped through the net'.

This time, she was not mistaken, at the junction of thousands of miles between Yanzhou and the inland, there was a Yuanying Realm monk stationed every other section, and their divine consciousness was spread out with all their might, and they would not let go of anything that was going to enter the inland from Qingzhou.

Whether it's a demon or a living being.

Even a monk in the Jindan Realm has lived within the range of such a rich demonic qi for more than ten years, and he is not far from becoming a demon spirit before he has become a demon spirit.

Therefore, for the things that ran out of Yanzhou, except for those disciples with special masks, the rest were all killed.

Chang Ling thought about it for a while, but decided to find a monk who came in to explore first, at least to understand the situation in the outside world.

More than ten years is enough for the mortal world to overthrow several dynasties, and it is enough to set off a big storm in the cultivation realm.

She looked at the blackened robe on her body, and she was a little embarrassed for a while.

This was already the last robe in her storage artifact, and the robe that was tough against fire and water could not compete with time.

Now she felt that if she moved a little vigorously, her robe would turn into rags and fall one after another.

It seemed that finding a monk who had come in to explore was more urgent than she had imagined.

She has to find someone who can't compete with her cultivation strength.

Chang Ling had no doubt that the news of a Condensing Realm monk who had been in Yanzhou for more than ten years would be shocked when it reached the inland.

Sometimes, it's definitely not a good thing to be too famous.

As a perennial appearance on the wanted list, Chang Ling has a deep understanding of this.

Even after taking a large amount of spirit grass, her current state is extremely poor.

Relying on his memory, he walked to a nearby place where he could barely hide his figure, and flicked away the thick dust, Chang Ling hurriedly began to meditate and breathe.

The spiritual power flowed along her meridians in circles, and the liquid spiritual liquid that had previously been crystal clear was now a shiny silver-gray color.

Chang Ling didn't know if there was anyone on this continent who had the same spiritual power before.

It didn't take long for a group of monks who seemed to be exploring Yanzhou to pass by Chang Ling's repairing place.

After Chang Ling sensed the aura of the Jindan Realm cultivator, he hurriedly held his breath and condensed his breath, reducing his sense of existence to a minimum.

In Yanzhou for more than ten years, he has been constantly struggling between life and death, but it is not in vain, don't look at Chang Ling's cultivation realm, there is no growth, but whether it is the instinct and skill of fighting or the spiritual power and soul, there has been a great improvement.

If she is allowed to see that she has lived by herself, I am afraid that one can fight four or five.

Her aura was no different from the scenery of this heaven and earth, and she was soon overshadowed by a Jindan Realm cultivator.

Chang Ling's aura was not obvious, but the storage artifacts and spirit stones left by those monks before were very conspicuous in the gray Qingzhou.

As Yanzhou, which is surrounded by demonic energy, as long as the juice of the spirit fruit is dripped into the eyes, you can clearly see the monks, spirit stones, and storage artifacts that are as bright as the sun and the moon in this gray and white world.