Sanyue City was still more than 90,000 miles away from Qi Tianfeng, and Lin Zhao was speeding all the way, adjusting his position from time to time.

I just want to pick up the Taixu Zhenyi, so he is not in a hurry, but looks at the landform below and all kinds of creatures and plants from time to time.

Two days later, the terrain began to rise, the bitter cold wind was noticeably stronger, and the vegetation became thin.

Looking down, the mountains are undulating, the surface is dark and black, with several murky rivers running between the mountains.

These rivers are made up of melted snow, and there are a lot of plants and trees growing on both sides of the rivers.

Ice wolves, wild foxes, wild rabbits, and ice cliff vultures are often seen, but there is no sign of human existence.

As far as the eye can see, the white snow-capped mountains are jagged, and they seem to be able to connect the heavens and the earth in the vast wind and snow.

Seeing such a scene, people can't help but have words such as eternal and desolate in their hearts.

Speeding all the way, we finally arrived at the Ghost Rock Mountains.

Lin Zhao tried his best to release his divine sense while raising his vigilance.

Normally, the Wu Clan would not be able to pass through the Ghost Rock Mountains, but no one could guarantee that there would be no accidents.

Half a day later, Lin Zhao's face showed joy, and he flew towards a majestic stone city against the strong wind.

Before they could get closer, two figures flew towards them with sword light.

More than 60 miles away from the stone city, there is a large canyon about ten miles wide, and the cliffs on both sides are inserted into the clouds, and here is the famous Qitian Peak.

That canyon is the Scarlet Canyon.

"Stop coming!"

Before the sword light arrived, a clear shout first came to Lin Zhao's ears.

Lin Zhao stopped his body, waited for a long time, and said:

"Shenxiao Sect and Zhao, I've seen two little Taoist friends!"

"It turned out to be Uncle Hezhao, and I also asked Uncle to show your Purple Thunder Jade Jue to prove his identity. ”

At this time, two young men dressed in cyan robes with silver flying sword marks on their cuffs stopped a hundred zhang away, looking at Lin Zhao expressionlessly, with sharp edges and sword intent on their bodies.

These two sword cultivators are only jade liquid stage cultivators, and they should be young disciples of the Hanging Sword Mountain Sect who have experienced here.

Lin Zhao knew the rules here, so he didn't say much, and directly took out the purple thunder jade jue and threw it over.

One of the men with an ordinary face but smart eyes took it and used a bronze mirror magic weapon to look at the purple thunder jade.

Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt beating on the purple thunder jade.

This is a magic weapon jointly refined by Hanging Sword Mountain and Shenxiao Sect to identify identity.

Under the illumination of the bronze mirror, whether it is the purple thunder jade jue or the green jade sword representing the identity of the Hanging Sword Mountain, there will be a vision.

Acting like this is related to the fact that a long time ago, there were demon sect demons secretly disguised and assassinated the monks of the two sects in the Scarlet Canyon.

"Liu Zongyue and Li Cheng of Hanging Sword Mountain, meet Uncle Hezhao.

Uncle Shi, please go to Qi Tiancheng, where are all the predecessors of your sect. ”

After the Hanging Sword Mountain monk on the opposite side returned the Purple Thunder Jade Jue to Lin Zhao, he finally relaxed, and at the same time stepped forward to salute Lin Zhao.

"The two teachers and nephews should not be polite, the first time Poor Dao came here, dare to ask what the situation is now?"

Then the three of them talked while slowly walking towards Qi Tiancheng.

This Monkey City is mainly used for repairing and providing supplies, after all, monks also need to take elixirs to refine and repair various utensils.

At first, only the monks of Hanging Sword Mountain were stationed, and later there were people from scattered cultivators and chambers of commerce who came here one after another, but there were no mortals.

On weekdays, they only check the origin at the city gate and issue identity plates.

Only when the situation is tense will the monks be restricted from approaching the city.

The sword cultivator with smart eyes is called Li Cheng, and his speech is very clever:

"Tell Uncle Shi, the Wu clan has frequently sent people into the Scarlet Canyon recently, and I don't know what the plan is.

According to the speculation of our sect elders, it is possible that the Wu clan increased their combat power by fighting.

Recently, there have been more and more three-pattern war witches, and more than a hundred of them have entered the Scarlet Canyon a few days ago, and there are nine four-pattern war witches pressing the formation!"

Lin Zhao gasped when he heard this, what is the concept of more than a hundred three-pattern war witches? This is more than a hundred masters comparable to real people in the Cheng Dan period!

The four-pattern war witch is the original god Shinichi.

And it's the kind that is very capable of fighting.

The Wics are incomparably powerful in the flesh, and the outstanding warriors among them are known as War Witches.

When each Wu clan becomes an adult, they have the strength comparable to that of a monk in the Peiyuan period, but there is no obvious division of the war witches.

Later, some monks discovered that among its flesh and bones, there were Dao Dao patterns, and the more Dao patterns, the stronger the strength.

This corresponds to the realm of the Terran monks, and their strength is graded.

However, there are still many omissions.

For example, some War Witches have relatively complete Dao patterns in their bodies, while others are relatively incomplete, and even if they have the same number of Dao Patterns, their strength is very different from each other.

In addition, each pattern has its own function, some are conducive to fighting, and some are not.

When all kinds of Dao patterns are combined, the strength of the War Witch will change a lot, which is the fundamental reason why the more Dao Patterns, the stronger the War Witch's strength.

It was only at this moment that Lin Zhao had a clear understanding of the Hanging Sword Mountain's resistance to the Wu Clan alone, and the power of a sect was as powerful as this, and it was not a sword cultivation sect with strong combat power.

And from another point of view, the sword cultivator is the master of the Wu clan who likes to fight, if there is no battle and opponent, I am afraid that it will not be conducive to the improvement of its strength.

After more than a dozen breaths, Lin Zhao, under the guidance of Li Cheng, received the identity nameplate at the city gate.

This Monkey City was built with spiritual materials, and it was shrouded in large arrays, and it was impossible to fly, probe with divine sense, or enter the city through movement or earth escape.

There is an inner castle built inside, and between the inner and outer castles, many stone houses were built for scattered residences, and there is also a special trading market.

Hanging Sword Mountain and Shenxiao Sect were stationed in the inner city.

Li Cheng pointed to a courtyard surrounded by stone walls and said to Lin Zhao:

"Uncle Shi, the seniors of your sect are all inside, you can go by yourself, and your nephew still has a job, so I will leave first!"

Lin Zhao took out a bottle of elixir and gave it to the other party as a thank you.

After half a tea time, in a stone house, Lin Zhao looked at He Xuan and He Chendao, who had just walked into the house, with a happy face:

"The two senior brothers actually came here too?"

"Hahaha, aren't you here too?" He Xuan was also very happy, and his gaze at Lin Zhao was still a little surprised.

"Aren't you in retreat, junior brother, how did you come here? But what is happening?" He Chen was a little puzzled, and his voice was inquiring.

"If I say that I am hanging out here, will the two senior brothers believe it?"

"Believe, how not to believe.

Senior brother, I believe everything you do!" and Chenchen heard the words, and said something serious.

"Well, I think that junior brother, you were sent here by the sect to support. He Xuan said with a clear look.

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhao couldn't help but feel bad, and immediately asked about the detailed situation here.

Hanging Sword Mountain is now stationed here with four true ones, and Shenxiao Sect has not only removed the Taixu True One this time, but also came to the True One, and there are more than 20 real people in the Chengdan period.

However, the Jiuli Hall on the opposite side of the Scarlet Canyon has recently added masters, and there are currently eleven four-patterned war witches known, and there are probably no less than two hundred three-patterned war patterns.

There is a serious imbalance in the combat power of the two sides, and the main person here, Shinichi, has already asked for help from Hanging Sword Mountain, and there should be a master arriving soon.

Lin Zhao fell into deep thought after hearing this.

In such a situation, how can you bring the master back?

At this moment, a familiar laughter came from outside the door: "You kid don't stay in the sect obediently, what are you doing here?"

The three of them hurriedly got up and saw an old man in a short robe with his hands in his sleeves walking in.

Looking at this unique dress and demeanor, it is not who the real one is.

Taixu Shinichi and another female cultivator followed behind him and looked at Lin Zhao together.

"Meet Uncle Fushi, Master and Uncle Taijing!"

Lin Zhao hurriedly saluted, and was even more curious in his heart, even Uncle Taijing, who had been practicing in the Nanling Academy all year round, came.

In the following conversation, Lin Zhao learned that Taijing Zhenren had also entered the Jindan realm, and because he was good at formations, he was transferred to the Fighting Division.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple has a question.

Does the Wu Clan want to break through the Ghost Rock Mountain Range and enter our Terran area, or is it just to train the clan's combat strength?"

Fu Shizhen rolled his eyes strangely, and said to Taixu: "You explain it." ”

Tai Xuzhen stroked his long beard:

"If it had been placed in the past, the Wu Clan should have only been for military training, and had no real intention of going south.

In the entire Gukun Realm, the strength of our human race cultivators is the strongest, followed by the demon clan, and although the Wu clan is strong individually, the number of people is its Achilles' heel.

Moreover, there is great power in Hanging Sword Mountain, and there are even treasures at the level of the acquired spirit treasure.

The Wu clan is unwilling to make a big move, and the two sides fight each other in various regions, which is the result of a tacit understanding in secret. ”

He Chen listened and realized: "Master, is the situation changing now?"

Taixu Zhen shook his head and said: "Yes, for some reason, the closer the North Heaven Centipede Continent is to the north now, the more the evil qi of heaven and earth will be."

The number of Wu Clan's masters is constantly increasing, but the strength of Hanging Sword Mountain has not changed much.

The strength of the two sides has slipped towards an imbalance.

If nothing else, the sects must strengthen the strength of the Northern Heaven Centipede Continent and assist the Hanging Sword Mountain in defending against the Wu Clan, so as not to cause a huge change. ”

After Taixu Zhenyi finished speaking, he directly asked Lin to be "stillborn" according to the purpose of this trip, and it was difficult to explain it again.

Next, everyone listened to Fu Shi Zhenyi's story about Lei Fa's experience, and suddenly a sound flying sword flew over.

Fu Shi Zhenyi raised his hand to take it, and after a few breaths, his face changed: "Gather people, these Han grandsons of the Wu clan are here again!"

The cold wind in the blood-colored canyon whistled by, mixed with the sound of Dao sword and thunder, and there were one after another fierce shouts, and the light of the formation was constantly changing.

Lin Zhao stood behind the Taixu Zhenren, looking at the battlefield in front of him with sword light, his face seemed calm, but the blood qi hidden in his body like a hidden dragon couldn't help but ripple.

As far as the eye could see, more than forty sword corrections were fighting with giants who were more than three feet tall.

Thousands of sword lights are like white lotus flowers in full bloom, which makes people's hearts chill, with the artistic conception of killing everything.

On the other hand, these war witches who are like little giants in the wilderness are another kind of performance, leaping like flying one by one, or trying their best to dodge the sword lights that come from the slash, or turn a blind eye.

Only when they are attacked in their throats, ears and eyes and other vital places, will they take action to protect one or two.

And the way to deal with it is also extremely simple and rude, directly raising a huge fist and smashing it out, with all kinds of light on the fist, the sword light will be broken.

Some sword lights are too sharp, and the war witch will be injured.

For sword cultivation, in addition to one's own cultivation and Taoism, the most important thing is to have a top-level flying sword, or sword pill.

It's just that after tens of thousands of years, most of the best treasure materials have been scavenged, so many sword cultivators present are still using ordinary flying swords, so that their true strength cannot be brought into play.

Only after entering the Yuan Shen Stage can you go to the extraterritorial void to collect real treasures and refine a top-level flying sword of the magic weapon level.

At that time, the strength of the sword cultivator will be greatly improved.

Of course, many "second generations" are not among them.

Lin Zhao had only one thought in his mind at the moment, he really wanted to cut open and dissect the bodies of these war witches to see what their internal structure was.

I also want to see what the legendary Dao pattern is all about.

In addition to the extremely powerful flesh of the war witches present, there are also some war witches who are accompanied by wind and fire, or black water in the sky.

At this time, the sword cultivators of Hanging Sword Mountain would dodge with their swords and dare not make a hard connection.

After seeing such scenes, Lin Zhao only had four words to describe these witch clans as "really strong"!

At this moment, he can only try to suppress the constant war intent in his heart, silently reciting "low-key, low-key".

"All cheer up and use the thunder method to cooperate with the actions of the same people in Hanging Sword Mountain!"

Just as he was thinking about himself, there was a sudden sound of the first true one in his ears.

At this moment, Fu Shi Shinichi is standing with the four gray-robed old men, and these four people's breath machines are hidden, and there is no abnormality at all.

More than twenty Shenxiao Sect real people, including Lin Zhao, bowed their heads at the same time.

After a few breaths, a series of thunderbolts rang out, and the thunder light shone through the dim canyon.

At some point, snowflakes fell from the sky, and pieces flew like butterflies.

The lightning flashed, and everywhere they went, the war witches were directly hit, causing them to convulse all over their bodies and scorch their bodies.

In an instant, the sword light followed, bypassing the neck of the war witch, and suddenly one by one, huge heads flew up, and blood donations rose to the sky like a fountain.

If you look at it in slow motion, the blood flowers are scattered, mixed with the fluttering white snowflakes, like flying snow and cold plums, which looks gorgeous and poignant.

Lin Zhao was distracted by the changes in the field while casting different thunder techniques.

With the "Five Thunder Dafa", "Tianhuo Yaoshi Divine Thunder", "Shenxiao Yushu Divine Thunder", "Yubu Datong Divine Thunder", "Yin and Yang Mixed Cave Divine Thunder" and other more than ten kinds of divine thunder were used one by one.

In the end, it was found that the "Yin and Yang Mixed Hole Divine Thunder" had the best effect, as long as it hit, these war witches would either be directly hit and completely lose their combat power, or they would be killed with one hit.

At this moment, there were no less than five three-striped war witches who died in his hands.

Four others were killed by the sword cultivators of Hanging Sword Mountain, killing the most enemies among the many.

At that moment, Lin Zhao didn't hesitate anymore, and between his thoughts, all of them were "Yin and Yang Mixed Cave Divine Thunder".

After more than a dozen breaths, there was a drum sound in the north of the canyon, which was so powerful that even the sound of thunder and sword roar could not completely suppress it.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the remaining more than ten figures jumping, lifting the dead corpses of the war witches on the ground and hurriedly retreating.

In the middle of two or three breaths, it was already in the snow.

The monks of Hanging Sword Mountain and Shenxiao Sect did not chase and kill, but just piled up some of the heads of war witches that had not been taken away in one place and turned them into ashes with magic.

Lin Zhao witnessed all this, his expression was calm, and there was no joy or sorrow.

The wind grew more and more terrible, the snow fluttered everywhere, and the puddles of crimson on the ground were frozen at first, then covered with white whiskers, and sometimes uncovered by the wind.

In the wind and snow, Lin Zhao followed the team at the end of the team and headed towards Monkey City.

At this moment, the "thunder" token in the purple mansion began to roll again.