Running all the way to the top of the mountain, there was a sudden earth-shattering noise behind him, which shook the mountain.

He Miaomiao didn't care about looking back, she only tried her best to resist the coercion and fled to the other side of Xiaoquan Mountain, so as not to clear the two of them after the fight.

The rocks on the mountain kept rolling down beside them, and the two of them could only concentrate on rushing down, not caring about being smashed at all.

Fortunately, their speed was not slow, and they finally got farther and farther away from the range of the fighting method, and the pressure on their bodies also decreased, and they were finally able to operate their spiritual power to the extreme.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, the two of them didn't dare to stop for a moment, they ran wildly for half a pillar of incense, but for the Dan period, it was only a few blinks of an eye and a kung fu to probe out of their divine sense.

Li Xiaojiang followed closely behind He Miaomiao, panting and asking questions as he ran.

"Where are we going? Do you have to leave Huaquan City? What about Miao Dan Pavilion? I don't know where Master is going to go out of the city to fight!"

For Miao Dan Pavilion, He Miaomiao couldn't say a good way. She was worried about Lu Yanzi and the others in the store, but she also knew that if she didn't leave at this time, she would definitely die without a place to bury, and there would be no chance to meet again.

"Let's go to Liyang City first! It's not far away, wait until the war is over and come back to inquire about the news!"

The map of Lingnan that she had seen flashed in her mind flashed in her mind, and she immediately filtered out several places close to Huaquan City, and finally finalized the city that was not big, not too small, not near or far, and everything was the most ordinary.

The city is flat on all sides, and the city is in the middle of a wasteland, and if there are ordinary people here, they will only see the plain overgrown with weeds.

But as long as you enter the first layer of Qi refining, you can find that there is a place in the middle, which is completely different from the real grass, the green plants turned into formations are a little blurred, and the edges of the leaves seem to be covered with a layer of mist.

The two of them only meditated in a secret place on the way to recover their spiritual powers, and then took advantage of the night to flee into the plain again.

When he came to the outside of Liyang City, He Miaomiao was already a dusty servant, and there were still blood beads on his face that he would have time to wash away. Li Xiaojiang is not much better, his thin little body can't straighten up, his spiritual power is exhausted, and his feet are straight and weak.

After resting and recovering for a long time, the two of them had enough spiritual power to break through the barrier formation.

He Miaomiao pinched his hands, and as the Dao runes entered, the grass formed by the aura trembled, and the dim speed was visible to the naked eye, and the outline of the city also changed from light to thick, and finally showed its true face completely after a while.

In the arch under the stone wall, there were two monks guarding the city in the middle stage of Qi refining, and seeing that there were still people entering the city at this time, and they were still covered in dust and blood, they all stood up and looked closely.

He Miaomiao and Li Xiaojiang were both at the tenth level of qi refining, and they wanted to interrogate them, but they didn't dare to speak out.

Taking advantage of the silence of the two people, He Miaomiao hurriedly threw out twenty spirit stones, finally blocking the mouth of the monk guarding the city.

When the war started in Huaquan City, the nearby cities must have received the summons a long time ago, and the monks of the foundation building period would definitely be interested in participating in the war when they heard the message that Yao Lao had released the blessed land cave sky.

At this time, the city is empty, only a few tea shops are still lit up, inns, restaurants, and shops are all closed, and there is no more brilliant lights.

The two of them found an alley, waved several dust-removing techniques, and walked around the street before entering a tea shop called 'Mingxin Pavilion'.

The lobby was overcrowded, all of them were monks in the early and middle stages of Qi refining, and Li Xiaojiang even saw several familiar faces, all of whom were old neighbors who lived in the dark alley.

However, no one greeted him, and even the companions sitting at a small table only transmitted their voices within the range of the formation, without a single half-sound.

This eerie silence was not broken until a miscellaneous monk came out, and the two followed him into the backyard, only to find that it was also filled with low tables.

However, there is no formation in the temporary place in the backyard, and there is still some muttering sound in the courtyard.

The two of them found the most remote corner and sat down, ordered a pot of first-order lower tasting tea, and Li Xiaojiang poured a few sips before propping up the table and listening to the chats of the monks around him.

However, these people have learned less than them, except for the old and outdated rumors, which are random speculations and have no value at all.

He Miaomiao knew that if the battle was successful, at least it would not be until dawn to determine the winner, and even those two would not necessarily fall, so it was in vain to inquire in a hurry.

She closed her eyes slightly and rested, only half of her mind focused on her surroundings, Li Xiaojiang complained about two sentences of heartlessness when she saw this, but she also followed her example and recovered her tired mind.

The surrounding monks chatted excitedly for most of the night, and gradually quieted down.

The entire Mingxin Pavilion, and even Liyang City, were only left with the sound of grass and insects.

Until the first rays of sunlight pierced through the darkness, almost all the monks went out of the tea shop at the same time, some jumped on the roofs to look into the distance, some went into the alleys to hide, and some even dared to run out of the city, apparently wanting to go to Huaquan City to find out the situation of the battle.

Li Xiaojiang met with a few familiar monks, and after exchanging polite words to each other, they hurriedly dispersed in the streets and alleys.

"Where are we going now? We have to go into the city! The inns are not open, and the people are crowded into the houses of relatives and friends, and we have nowhere to go. Everyone knew that the fierce battle was about to end, and Li Xiaojiang couldn't calm down.

If He Miaomiao hadn't stopped him, he would have followed the first batch of monks out of the city a long time ago, and when he thought of this, his tone was a little unkind.

His repeated complaints upset He Miaomiao. "If you don't come here, will it be difficult to wait for death in the wilderness? If you have the ability, you can go to Quancheng by yourself! What's the point of talking here to me?"

After speaking, she ignored the puffed up Li Xiaojiang, and walked towards the interior of Liyang City, observing while walking, until she walked to a sparsely populated alley, and then casually entered an empty and dilapidated courtyard.

Her tone was heavy, her face sank, and Li Xiaojiang didn't dare to say more.

He actually knows the truth, but he is always concerned about chaos, and the calm He Miaomiao is extremely ruthless to him, and he doesn't seem to care about the life and death of everyone in Miaodan Pavilion at all.

He Miaomiao naturally didn't bother to pay attention to what he thought, laid out a few rudimentary formations, and sat cross-legged on the ground to sit up.

After concentrating and calming for a while, the nervous mind gradually calmed down, and the sea of knowledge that had been focused all night was finally cultivated, and the little pill that had not been completely refined in the body was also driven by spiritual power to restore the meridians and intestines to their original state.

After half a pillar of incense, He Miaomiao slowly opened her eyes, looked at Li Xiaojiang who was walking around in the courtyard, and couldn't help but sigh silently.

She cares, too, but she will never mess around.

Because she knew too well that panicking would only put herself in a more desperate situation.

If you don't think calmly and are just anxious and impulsive, it won't do anything at all except to lose your life.

But Li Xiaojiang's anxiety not only did not calm down with time, but completely exploded to the extreme when the first battle report came from Liyang City.

He heard the monks shouting outside: Xu Qiuyang was plotted in the war and had fallen last night.