"I originally thought that those terrible behaviors could only be done by the Wu clan, so I also preconceived that these people were Wu clan. ”

"Here, there are still about 8,000 miles away from Zhenjiang City. If you hurry up, you should be able to get there before dark. Huang Mingyue continued: "I just don't know if I will meet that necromantic old man halfway." ”

If they are met by the old necromancer, there is no way to deal with it, and I am afraid that they will end up like the monsters that Chu Cheng and the others have encountered.

"Don't worry, with me and Chu Yu here, we can still maneuver. Ye Xuan was full of confidence, in the previous battle, Chu Cheng's strength was shocked. Especially the last finger, far exceeding the power of Jindan's later stage.

If people from the outside world knew that a monk in the late stage of foundation building had the strength of the late stage of Jindan, he would definitely be shocked and speechless.

"That can't be used lightly. If the Necromantic Old Man hadn't summoned a necromantic creature, I wouldn't have been able to cast it. No, even if it is summoned, I'm afraid I won't be able to use it. Chu Cheng sighed.

"Why?" Ye Xuan was puzzled.

Chu Cheng shook his head and did not speak.

Huangquan decides, where there is dead air, it can make Chu Cheng's strength increase. And the key to unleashing Biluo Huangquan is the need for dead air, at least the dead qi formed after the death of millions of living beings!

Most of the dead qi of that necromancy was absorbed by Chu Cheng, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to cast it next time, and even if it is used, the power will be greatly reduced.

"When the time comes, now that my realm has improved, I may be able to maneuver. Chu Cheng thought about it for a while and felt a little sure.

"Well, tomorrow at dawn, we'll set off! Ye Xuan clapped his hands and decided.

"That's right. Chu Cheng hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Chu Delirium, Chu Delirium, all the past things will be forgotten with this name, from now on, my name will be Chu Cheng." A journey of thousands of miles. ”

"Chu Cheng?" Ye Xuan nodded and said, "The previous Chu Yu was indeed inferior to you. That's what I've called you since then. But you'll have to talk to your sister in the future. ”

Ye Xuan's sister is Chu Xuan's mother.

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There was no word all night, and when the first ray of sunlight broke through the darkness, Ye Xuan opened his eyes.

Ye Xuan saw that Chu Cheng and they were still meditating, so he took out a teapot and teacup.

The tea ceremony, like the Dan ceremony, is a health supplement.

After many years of inheritance, there are different schools of technique.

Each technique produces a different flavor and aroma of tea.

Of course, a good technique can make the tea taste better.

It is said that some tea masters can brew tea leaves to the extreme, and those who drink tea can be greatly nourished by their spiritual energy. It's comparable to eating a nourishing elixir.

Ye Xuan boiled the water with a fairy fire, waited for the temperature to drop a few points, and boiled the water to warm the tea set.

She took out the tea leaves and used a long-lost genre technique, Zhongshan Falling Rain.

Hands-up, fallen leaves. In just a few breaths, hundreds of variations are used.

The tea leaves fall into the pot, and as soon as they come into contact, they dissolve, and the tea blends with the water, and the fragrance spreads out instantly. The whole space has a strong fragrance.

"This is ......" Chu Cheng smelled the fragrance of tea and opened his eyes instantly.

"Biluo Longjing!" You come and take a sip, Ye Xuan poured a cup and handed it over.

Chu Cheng tasted it, took a bite into his stomach, and was haunted by his dreams.

"Good tea!"

Just one bite, the fatigue on the body suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, this tea ......" Huang Mingyue also opened her eyes, smelled the fragrance of tea, and sighed: "Ye Laohu, I didn't expect your tea ceremony to reach this point, and this skill is not much different from my old immortal." ”

Huang Mingyue immediately stood up and poured a glass.

"Good tea!" Huang Mingyue took a sip and admired.

"What are you doing in a daze, come over and have a drink, this cup can be worth half a year of hard work. ”

Several other foundation building monks and Dongfang Undefeated also woke up when they smelled the fragrance of tea.

This tea is the Biluo Longjing produced by the Ye family in the east, and its quality is also superior, this kind of spiritual tea, ordinary people can prolong their life for decades after drinking a sip. For monks, it can increase a certain amount of cultivation.

Everyone thanked each of them and hurriedly poured a cup each, and soon, a pot of tea was divided among them.

After drinking the tea, the sky was already bright, Ye Xuan opened the formation, revealing the hole.

Ye Xuan sacrificed the flying boat, and asked Huang Mingyue to put on a few acceleration talismans, and then drove everyone in the direction of Zhenjiang City.

Half a day has passed, and with Ye Xuan's full urge to urge the flying boat, he has already flown more than 5,000 miles, and if nothing happens, he will be able to reach his destination before dark.

"Looks like the old necromancer can't find us. Huang Mingyue smiled, what he was afraid of before was that everyone's bodies were tracked by secret methods.

Just as everyone was rejoicing, suddenly the flying boat stopped.

Suddenly, they felt a thick yin wind, like a north wind blowing snow, blowing on their bodies.

"Here he comes. Ye Xuan sighed, after all, he couldn't escape.

In the void, a black mist flashed, and a breeze blew, scattering the black smoke, revealing the figure of the necromantic old man.

The old man's expression was very pale, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries not long ago, and at this time, his body exuded a strong killing intent.

A dignified Jindan monk was injured by a few small foundation building repairs, and even lost the foundation of the necromancy, and his hatred was already monstrous.

"You're all going to die!" the old man roared angrily and slapped forward!

Suddenly, there was a roar! Endless black mist appeared in the heavens and the earth, and a black wolf as high as fifty zhang was instantly formed.

The black wolf attacked, and the power it brought made people breathless.

"Go!" Ye Xuan's pupils emitted a bright light and snorted. Suddenly, six figures flashed behind her, rushing towards the black wolf.

"Dead man!" Huang Mingyue's pupils shrank, and her body shook slightly.

Those six figures were the monks who had been imprisoned in the tribe with him before. But how could those monks become the dead soldiers of the Ye family in the east?

He suddenly thought that the pot of Biluo Longjing that Ye Xuan had brewed before, those foundation building monks had only come into contact with this tea before.

"Don't guess, I moved the tea. Ye Xuan grinned. "As long as you drink this cup of tea, you will become my Ye Xuan's dead soldier. ”

The words fell, Dongfang was undefeated, Chu Cheng and Huang Mingyue, their bodies were suddenly shocked, all three of them had drunk this tea!

"Don't worry, this tea has no effect on the monks in the late stage of foundation building, as for Huang Mingyue, your foundation is much stronger than them, and you will be fine. ”

Chu Cheng took a deep breath, he had some jealousy of Ye Xuan, and with her, I am afraid that I don't know how to be played to death.

"I must not let her know that I am not Chu Yu. Chu Cheng secretly said in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't know what Ye Xuan would do.

"Then these people ......" Dongfang Undefeated hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask.

"As a dead soldier, you can burn life and sublimate your strength. Able to resist for a moment. ”

After Ye Xuan finished speaking, the bodies of the six foundation building monks roared, and they burst out with a powerful momentum, comparable to a half-step golden pill, and one of them even reached the momentum of the early stage of the golden pill.

The six of them joined forces, and soon scattered the black wolf and fought with the necromantic old man.

These six monks will all be burning, and after this battle, no matter whether they win or lose, they will all run out of oil and die.

Ye Xuan snorted softly and continued to urge the flying boat to stay away from the battlefield.

For her, a few loose cultivators, whether they live or die, it doesn't matter to her. rescued each other before, all because of Huang Mingyue.