Half a year later.

Fifty miles away from Youzhou City, a convoy slowly moved along the official road.

In front of the convoy were more than a dozen knights in iron armor to open the way, and dozens of sturdy men in dark green robes were guarding on either side.

At the end, hundreds of armor soldiers with halberds and banners followed on foot.

On the letterboard erected high, the word 'Ling' was written in black letters on a red background, and the flag car in the middle of the convoy was inserted with the big banner of Youzhou Wei.

There were more than a dozen vehicles in total, except for the flag car with the big flag, and the two two-wheeled luxury vans in the lead.

The rest were horse-drawn wagons with tents, each one piled with goods, tightly covered with tarpaulins, and I don't know what they were pulling.

Passing through a dense forest, the convoy was about to turn on the high slope ahead, when a strange change protruded.

"Boom".

At the intersection of the dense forest and the high slope, an earthen wall more than a foot high was raised out of thin air, blocking the way of the convoy.

"There's an assassin!

One of the leading knights immediately stopped his horse and swung it backwards, shouting in his mouth.

In an instant, the knights who had opened the way scattered and rushed around the flag cart, drawing their swords and unsheathing them, all on guard.

The foot soldiers at the back were a beat slower because of the distance, but they still reacted quickly and gathered around the center of the convoy.

This series of measures took place between the teas, which is enough to show the strength of this team of Youzhou guards.

On the other hand, the dozens of green-robed men were in a mess for a while before they could stabilize the formation and lean towards the two leading carriages.

"Boom!"

With a sharp and strange laugh, several figures emerged from behind the high slope.

These people were all covered in black robes, and their faces were covered by hoods, so they couldn't see their faces clearly.

"Who is coming?" The leading captain of the Youzhou Wei Knight Captain rushed out of his horse and shouted: "You and the other thieves know that the car behind is ...... Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp flash flashed, and the captain snorted and fell off his horse.

"What a noise!" said the black-robed man at the head of the group, impatiently.

With a move of his hand, a black, awl-like object hovered and landed in his hand.

It seems that this thing should have killed the cavalry captain with one blow.

The art of the earth wall, the manipulation of magic weapons, such and such means, the identities of these black-robed people are also about to come out...... Monk!

Under the thunderbolt method, everyone in the convoy was shocked on the spot.

But thanks to Youzhouwei's well-trained, he didn't run away.

And the rest of the men in dark green robes look like they are from the Jianghu sect.

Although it was a little loose, all of them were licking blood with knives, and no one flinched except for some fear.

The group of black-robed people had four people, and compared to the crowd of the convoy, they seemed to be very leisurely.

With a slight wave of the leader's black-robed hand, the earthen wall blocking the road crumbled, turning into dust and collapsing in an instant.

Immediately afterward, several black-robed men calmly paced to the front of the convoy, glanced around, and disdain appeared in their eyes.

"You ants don't know whether to live or die!" said the black-robed man in the lead, "It's really fearless for the ignorant!"

"Yes, these mortals have not seen the methods of the senior brother, how can they know how powerful!"

Several black-robed people behind him echoed one after another.

"Who the hell are you?"

A Youzhou guard knight stepped forward boldly and asked.

"Puff~"

Blood rushed to the sky, and a good head rolled to the ground.

"Boom!"

The ugly strange laughter sounded again, and several black-robed people laughed wildly as if no one was around.

"Let Miss Ben see which damn guys dare to stop my car!"

There was a coquettish sound from the direction of the flag car in the middle of the convoy.

As he spoke, a shadow lifted the curtain and came out.

Looking at it, it was a girl dressed in a brocade silk palace skirt, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, combed in a double bun, with red lips and white teeth, delicate and cute.

Behind the girl, two girls dressed as maids also followed, looking anxious.

One left and one right reached out to pull the girl in the palace skirt back to the car, but they didn't pull it.

And here, the girl in the palace skirt just caught up with the bloody scene of the head of the Youzhou Wei knight falling to the ground.

Suddenly screamed in fright and froze in place.

At the same time, five or six young women in military uniforms jumped out of the two troikas at the front.

They are not very old, they are all eighteen or nineteen years old.

"Senior brother, I didn't expect there to be a few little ladies!"

Several black-robed men smiled lewdly and surrounded them......

Miles away.

A streamer of light swept across the sky, like a rainbow sweeping across the sky.

On the top of the air shuttle, there is no way to stand with his hands in his hands, and his expression is indifferent.

A green shirt flutters in the wind, which has a bit of fairy wind and bones.

The jade shuttle under his feet was obtained from the old and second-hand brocade robes that were two bad in the camel mountain.

Now he doesn't have to worry about being recognized, so he uses it openly.

As a special weapon for controlling the sky, the shuttle is much easier to use than the flying sword.

Half a year has passed since the barren road entered the ruins of the cave.

During this time, he has been staying in the medium space, cultivating while contemplating the blood light escape.

In the past year, there have been 50 years in the media space.

So before he knew it, he had been in it for more than twenty years.

Xiuwei has also been promoted to the peak of the late stage of the Guiyuan Realm, and he is only one opportunity away from condensing the Golden Pill.

It has only been more than two years since the desolation came to this world.

But he has already reached such a level of cultivation, and I have to say that it is really against the sky.

If other monks find out, I don't know how many jaws will drop......

To get back to the point, after this treasure exploration of the ruins, Huang Wudao is no longer ready to return to Cihang Jingzhai.

Regarding this decision, he was well thought out.

First, when he left the ruins of the cave, he didn't see any trace of Tie Shifeng and the others.

As a result, it is impossible to know what happened to the others, and perhaps all of them were killed, or there may be another accident.

Therefore, under the premise that the situation is unclear, it may not be a wise choice to rush back to Cihang Jingzhai.

Second, with the current cultivation realm of the desolate Dao, it is difficult for Cihang Jingzhai to provide him with much help.

It will even become an obstacle to him, that is, the so-called temple is too small to accommodate the big Buddha.

Since the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, it is natural to see how to choose between them.

However, he still needs to think carefully about his next step.

Well!?

Suddenly, Huang Wudao's face froze, and his eyes were not far away.

"It seems that there are monks fighting in that direction......

He hesitated, but finally headed for the weapon.

Although when he was outside Yunzhong County, because of curiosity, he was almost targeted by the Jindan monks.

But the current desolate path is not the same as it was then, and there has been a qualitative leap in the realm of cultivation.

In addition, after cultivating the Blood Light Escape, there are even more means to save his life.

Therefore, even if he met Brother Jindan again, he was confident enough to get out of the way.