This is a middle-aged man, wearing a white Taoist robe, and the white robe has a Wu character embroidered on the chest, which should be from the Wu family.

Three zhang away from the middle-aged monk of the Wu family, there was a little woman in her teens, and the little girl's skirt robe was also embroidered with a Wu character.

It's just that the girl's hair is snow-white, and her face is also black and purple, and she looks like she has been dead for a long time.

Chen Chuan touched the neck of the middle-aged monk and sighed helplessly, because the middle-aged monk had also choked his breath.

"Fellow Daoist, I will bury your father and daughter here, and I will take away your storage bag. Chen Chuan bowed slightly to the corpse.

After straightening up, he held the sword in his hand and swung dozens of swords at his feet, digging a deep pit in the blink of an eye.

Chen Chuan walked to the middle-aged man's side, took off the storage bag on the man's waist and the flying sword under him, and then helped the man wipe the blood stains on his mouth and nose, then picked the man up and put him into the deep pit.

Then he took the little girl into the man's arms and let him sleep there with his daughter in his arms.

"Rest in peace, if one day I meet someone from the Wu clan, I will get along with each other as friends. Chen Chuan bowed down to the deep pit.

After worshipping, he flicked his robe, and the soil next to the pit completely buried the Wu father and daughter, and a brand-new grave appeared in front of Chen Chuan's eyes.

If there is a grave, there must be a monument, otherwise how can it be called a grave, Chen Chuan picked up the silver flying sword of the man surnamed Wu, carved the 'tomb of Wu's father and daughter' on the flying sword, and inserted it in front of the grave.

Looking at the hundreds of corpses around him, Chen Chuan showed a wry smile and said, "Today I will be a grave burial person and let you be buried in peace." ”

In the next three days, Chen Chuan walked within a radius of 100 miles in Beishang City, and he buried a full 5,000 corpses, including old and young, congenital stage monks, and Qi refining stage monks......

Three days later, Beishang City became an eerie mass burial place.

A large amount of dead qi swirled around Beishang City, and the power of the yin soul that drifted away made Chen Chuan a little restless.

Above the nine heavens above his head, the battle of the Yuanying Monk has never been heard, and he has been fighting for three days and three nights, and he doesn't know when it will be a head.

On the first day, it was seven or eight Yuanying monks besieging one, and then later, seven or eight more came, and it became a melee between Yuanying monks.

Chen Chuan stood on top of the flying sword, looking at the undead who were buried with his own hands one by one, with helplessness and powerlessness in his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will come to worship again on another day, and there will be a period later. After Chen Chuan clenched his fists, he turned into a flying sword and disappeared into the western sky.

The sky was dark, the sun's rays were obscured by dark clouds, and Chen Chuan saw a familiar mountain peak after flying for two hours.

At the top of the mountain, a woman in a bright red dress stood silently, beside a small young man holding two small axes.

There is a spiritual field not far away, and there are two people standing in the spiritual field, these two people Chen Chuan is very familiar with, one is Chen Zhiqian, and the other is Chen Zhirui.

"It's coming. The young man with a small axe suddenly spoke.

"What's coming?" Chen Zhirui hurriedly asked.

As soon as Chen Zhirui's words fell, he saw a figure and a familiar figure passing in the sky.

This figure is naturally Chen Chuan who came back from Beishang City, and this mountain itself is the Zhaobi Mountain that Chen Chuan is familiar with, but the current Zhaobi Mountain still belongs to Juxingzhuang.

Chen Chuan landed on the boulder on the top of the mountain, looked at Chen Zhiqian and Chen Zhirui and said, "How are you doing?"

"We're fine, how are you?" Chen Zhiqian trotted up to meet him.

"Looks like those wingworms aren't attacking here. Chen Chuan saw that Chen Zhiqian and the others were safe and sound, and he was relieved.

"What wing worm?" Liu Sanniang and Xiao Langhua also surrounded them.

Chen Chuan sighed and said, "Something happened in Beishang City, you should already know about it." ”

"Of course you know, you listen to this movement, we have been standing here for more than three days, this is the battle of the Yuanying Monk. Xiao Langhua pointed in the direction of Beishang City.

Chen Chuan patted Xiao Langhua on the shoulder: "I didn't expect you Xiao Langhua to come to Zhaobi Mountain." ”

Xiao Langhua laughed, pointed to her green robe and said: "Sanniang, the red flower, is naturally not okay without me, so I will go wherever she goes." ”

Liu Sanniang glared at Xiao Langhua, frowned, and said, "What are you talking about? In the past few days, we have heard that there is a battle of Yuanying monks in Beishang City, and we don't dare to approach the past. ”

"To put it simply, during the auction of lotus seeds, the lotus seeds suddenly burst, and hundreds of millions of wingworms with the size of hairs flew out of it, these wingworms are extremely fast, and they can devour life force after burrowing into the human body, so almost no one survives in Beishang City. ”

"What?" Liu Sanniang and the four of them said in unison, looking at Chen Chuan dumbfounded.

"What about you, how are you?" Chen Zhiqian said as he pinched Chen Chuan's arm.

"I'm fine, I'm lucky to have escaped. Chen Chuan said with a smile.

Xiao Langhua looked in the direction of Beishang City, her brows were tightly locked, and the hand holding the axe was trembling slightly.

He is the person in charge of the Xiliang tribe in Beishang City, and there are his brothers in Beishang City, are those brothers who get along day and night already ......

"What about those scattered cultivators in Juxingzhuang, are they all dead?" asked Liu Sanniang.

"As long as the cultivation does not reach the foundation building period, it will be difficult to escape this catastrophe. Chen Chuan said.

Liu Sanniang shook her head and said with a wry smile: "More than half of the stewards and deacons of Juxingzhuang participated in this auction, and the eight-foot elder knew that something would happen, so why did he let them go to Beishang City?"

Chen Chuan sighed and said with a smile: "Maybe it's a conspiracy." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked into the spiritual field, grabbed a handful of sand and soil in the spiritual field, and grinned at Chen Zhiqian: "Zhiqian, you will stay here in the future, it belongs to you again." ”

Chen Zhiqian nodded, recalling the days when he and Chen Chuan opened up the spiritual field here, and those days seemed like just yesterday.

Liu Sanniang and the others listened inexplicably, Zhiqian? The earth walker is called Zhiqian, what is the relationship between Zhiqian and Zhirui, it is extremely scary to think about it.

Looking at Liu Sanniang with a questioning face, Chen Chuan pointed to the Lotus Mountain Range and said, "Do you want Sanniang to go to the Lotus Mountain Range with me?"

"What are you going for?"

"Sister Chen Feng is in the Lotus Mountain Range, let's go look for her. Chen Chuan had already risen with his sword as he spoke.

Liu Sanniang hesitated, took out a peachwood flying sword from the storage bag, and followed behind Chen Chuan.

Xiao Langhua naturally will not lag behind, wherever Liu Sanniang goes, he will follow, the two small axes spin up, and the speed is extremely fast.

The three of them one after the other, and soon entered the Lotus Mountain Range, where birds and beasts flew sideways, and all kinds of beast roars came and went.

However, when Chen Chuan swept into the mountain range, the entire mountain range suddenly fell silent, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Hmm, what's going on?" Xiao Langhua nervously released her dantian aura.

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