In addition to the drivers used to transport goods, there were fifteen vehicles in the entire convoy.

The chariots were driven in a row, and under the watchful eye of the two chariots of the foundation monks, they followed the seven men at the front.

At this time, in the third car in the convoy, Xiao Dongchen was sitting cross-legged.

In the whole car, there were no other monks except him.

The reason why this was so was naturally because he had given enough spirit stones.

Under the attack of his spirit stone, even the monks who were originally in this car were transferred out and entered other cars.

At this moment, Xiao Dongchen was sitting in this car, and he did not practice as before.

He just sat cross-legged, his breathing coming from his mouth and nose, and he looked like he was asleep.

In fact, with his current cultivation, as long as he is willing, he can directly return to the Great Wilderness County City by flying.

That would allow him a lot of time.

The reason why he didn't do it that way was because he didn't think it was necessary.

Yes, it's not necessary.

Anyway, now that he has returned to the Great Wilderness County, even if he chooses a caravan, he will only go back two or three days late, which is nothing at all.

On the other hand, it was also because he had been flying continuously since he left the Spiritual Fire Ruins.

The distance from the Spiritual Fire Ruins to the Great Wilderness County, even at his speed, had flown for nearly half a month, and such a long time of consumption was also a big burden for him.

Now that I have joined the caravan, I can take advantage of this time to take a good rest, and then return to the Great Wilderness County City in full bloom.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

A chaotic sound suddenly sounded from outside the car and entered Xiao Dongchen's ears.

This voice is not too loud, it can even be said to be tiny, that is, Xiao Dongchen has strong hearing, so he can hear it clearly.

Suddenly, Xiao Dongchen's brows furrowed, he was still closing his eyes, but now he slowly opened them.

"It's not so lucky. ”

Xiao Dongchen said lightly, the words fell, and it didn't take long for him to be outside the car, and suddenly a panicked voice sounded.

"Not good, there's someone up ahead. ”

"It's a thief. ”

"What, we've met a thief. ”

"Damn, how could our luck be so bad. ”

"There are quite a few of these bandits, and I don't know if the leaders will be able to handle them. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly take out your weapons and get ready for battle. ”

......

Panicked voices rang out outside, and on both sides of the convoy, all the monks who accompanied them drew their weapons and prepared for battle.

At the same time, because of the appearance of the desolate thieves, the monks in the car also began to panic, and some of the monks who encountered the desolate thieves for the first time all poked their heads out to watch the situation outside.

And those monks who had already traveled through the wasteland many times were much calmer and not too flustered at this time.

"Everyone is ready to fight, don't panic, everything is according to my instructions. ”

A loud voice sounded at this moment, and it was the most powerful cultivator in the caravan, the middle realm cultivator of the Tongxuan Middle Realm.

He was the leader of the caravan, and at this time, with the sound of his voice, the monks in the caravan settled down a little.

The cultivation in the middle stage of Tongxuan can barely be regarded as a strong person in this wasteland, unless he encounters a desolate thief whose cultivation is higher than him, otherwise, there will generally be no problems.

At this time, Xiao Dongchen waved his hand, lifted the curtain of the car, and looked around, and saw that in front of the convoy, the figures of monks were galloping on the wasteland, and some of them were riding unknown spirit beasts, rushing towards the caravan.

Although these monks were disorganized, they were not slow, and soon came to the front of the caravan and surrounded it directly.

Because they have been in the wasteland all year round, these thieves look very sloppy, and at the same time have a hideous and cruel face.

The monks in the caravan were already in a panic, but now with all this happening, the panic in their hearts suddenly became even more, and they all stayed in the car one by one, not daring to expose it.

Xiao Dongchen didn't care about the reaction of the monk in the car, he was looking straight ahead of his field of vision.

I saw that opposite the seven Tongxuan monks in this caravan, there were several desolate thieves riding spirit beasts.

The clothes on these desolate thieves are obviously not neater than his desolate robbers, and the aura on their bodies is stronger than that of ordinary desolate thieves, and they are all real Tongxuan monks.

And among these desolate thieves, the strongest breath is the middle three.

The cultivation of these three people has reached the middle stage of the Tongxuan realm, and among all the desolate thieves who have come, they are the ones who have cultivated the highest.

At this time, looking at the three desolate thieves in front of him who had reached the middle stage of Tongxuan, the leader of the caravan had an extremely ugly face.

As the leader of this caravan, this was not the first time he had traveled through the wasteland.

In the past, due to luck, there were several times when I didn't encounter a thief.

Even if he encounters a desolate thief, with his cultivation in the middle of the Xuan Dynasty, most of them will be able to turn the danger into safety and turn the danger into a disaster.

But now, unexpectedly, he came across a bandit group with three mid-stage Tongxuan monks.

It is no exaggeration to say that such a bandit group, even if all the bandit groups in the entire Great Wilderness County are counted, they are already considered not weak, unless it is a large-scale caravan, once encountered, most of them will fall into a dangerous situation.

Looking at all his wasteland shuttle experiences, it was the first time he had encountered a bandit group of this scale.

"Three friends brought so many brothers here, I wonder what is important?"

The caravan leader looked at the three Tongxuan mid-stage realm cultivators in front of him, and finally chose to be the first to speak.

He arched his hand towards the three of them, a smile on his face.

If a monk who didn't know came over, he wouldn't have thought that the two of them were now in a hostile situation.

"You are a little caravan leader, who is friends with you. ”

Among the three cultivators of the middle realm of Tongxuan, listening to the words of the caravan leader, one monk immediately said disdainfully.

The monk had a round waist, a long beard, round eyes, and an extremely loud voice, and looked like a reckless man through and through.

When the caravan leader heard this, his face immediately froze, and his gaze stayed on the monk, but he did not get angry, but still kept a smile on his face.

All this was seen by the bearded friar, who immediately looked at the caravan leader's gaze with even more disdain.

He is already rude, and at this time, he doesn't bother to talk to the caravan leader at all.

(End of chapter)