Seeing that Tang Ling's attitude was still lukewarm, Yan Ling didn't say much, and silently retreated to sit down by the bonfire.

It's just that......

Ahh

Yan Ling smiled bitterly on his face, and only tried his best to comfort the noisy voice: "I am also a saint who has no friendship, so it is normal for him to react like this." ”

Hmph, why didn't I find out he had this side before?

After this complaint, there was no more sound, leaving only Yan Ling to smile bitterly alone.

Following.

After walking out of the cave, Tang Ling, who had not spoken much, was even more silent, facing the north alone, as if he had opened his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, and only then did he say to Yan Ling: "Let's go northeast." ”

"Northeast?"

Hearing this decision, Yan Ling couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Before she encountered the corpses yesterday, she knew that her master was trapped in the northeast at this time, and because of this, Huaichen and the other two members of the Immortal Clan had rushed to this place in advance. According to their cultivation, even if they are not rescued now, there should be no predicament. But Tang Ling's decision made her originally firm confidence suddenly give birth to a sense of foreboding.

And Tang Ling's next sentence also affirmed this ominous premonition: "The three immortal clans who walked with you yesterday have now died, although Na Huaichen is fine, but the situation is also not good. ”

When Yan Ling heard this, he was even more stunned: "How can this be? Huaichen Immortal Elder is no less than Shizun, and the other two Immortal Elders are only slightly inferior to him, and ordinary evil corpses should not be able to pose a threat to them." ”

"It's true that ordinary evil corpses are like this, but if the other party is a higher level of constant corpses, and there is a number of suppression, they will not easily get out of trouble. Tang Ling pondered for a while and made such an inference.

"Heng corpse?" Although Yan Ling heard this name for the first time, he also knew what the other party was referring to, "Could it be the evil corpse that resisted the saints in the double formation yesterday and wore the armor of the Tang Dynasty soldiers?

"I'm afraid there will be thousands. Tang Ling blurted out, "And about Heng Corpse, I have another guess, as for whether it is right or wrong, I am afraid that you will have to go along the road to get verified." ”

When Yan Ling heard this, he agreed almost without the slightest hesitation: "Yan Ling understands that if the Holy One has other places that need the effect of Yan Ling, it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

"Then let's follow. ”

The trip continued, Tang Ling and Yan Ling did not make reservations, they had already performed the technique of jumping into the sky, and rushed towards the direction of Huaichen yesterday. Along the way, they ignored the occasional appearance of three or two evil corpses, and did not speak again. As if she was anxious to learn about the current situation of Dujin and Huaichen, Tang Ling was in a hurry, and her speed even increased several times, so that Yan Ling, who was following behind, almost fell behind, until in the end, she had to change to the technique of Aokong, which she was not yet familiar with, in order to keep up.

After running for about half an hour, spanning nearly a hundred miles, Tang Ling stopped and opened his spiritual sense to explore the area in front of him again.

About half a pillar of incense passed, and the backward Yan Ling was late. Just continuously cast the sky, she couldn't help but feel a little buoyant at this time, and when she landed, she felt that her legs were weak, and she hurriedly tried her best to support her body, so that she did not lose everything. In this way, he dared to bow and apologize to the thin voice in front of him.

Tang Ling didn't turn around, but only raised her hand to interrupt her move: "You breathe and recover first, the road ahead is afraid that it will be more troublesome than yesterday's corpses, and now ensuring your own state is the first priority." ”

Yan Ling responded, and hurriedly did what he said, and at the same time admired Tang Ling's ability in his heart.

From high to low, the five techniques of playing in the sky are divided into five layers: "Instant Soaring and Condensing". Among them, in terms of speed alone, the highest level of instantaneous space can span thousands of miles in a moment, but because of the extremely high requirements for the user's cultivation, those who can master this technique have no more than fifty techniques throughout the six clans. The second level is the Soaring Technique, the speed of which mainly depends on the caster's own cultivation, such as Yan Ling, if he is now traveling with all his strength, he can travel hundreds of miles a day. As for the fact that Yuekong ranks last among the five arts, strictly speaking, it is just an introductory exercise that mortals touch when they practice, and ordinary people use it, which is slightly better than ordinary mortal war horses. However, even with such a slight skill, under Tang Ling's performance, the speed was much faster than Yan Ling's Soaring, not only that, Tang Ling himself did not show any fatigue, and his calm and relaxed appearance showed that he still had spare strength, and the journey was just casual for him.

Although he didn't know much about Tang Ling from Wang Yueyao in Chang'an earlier, but yesterday he secretly sighed with Yun'er all night, and Yan Ling inevitably knew some of the current situation. At the time of pranayama, he also secretly guessed in his heart: "I heard that the sage is limited by a certain prohibition, and his skill only stays at the peak level of a mortal martial artist. The formation magic power he showed yesterday can also be used as an explanation if he is prepared. But the magic of jumping into the sky is so mysterious that even Master Watantsu can't do it, isn't it because he has already obtained a way to lift the ban and regain his old skills?"

Such thoughts only flashed in Yan Ling's heart, and then inexplicable worries floated.

"If that's the case, then when he ambushed the corpses yesterday, he shouldn't have to go to such great lengths to set up a formation. I think he's just using some special method to free himself from his shackles to some extent, and hopefully it won't be a burden on him. ”

Just as Yan Ling was guessing, another question came slowly from the front.

"How's your recovery?"

Yan Ling didn't dare to be busy, and hurriedly replied: "Returning to the Holy Age, Yan Ling can move forward at any time." ”

"Really?" Tang Ling seemed to feel a little relieved, "Then you stay here first, stick to your mind and soul sense, and now in this battle, I am afraid that there will be aftershocks and damage to you." ”

"Oh?"

Slightly surprised, Yan Ling couldn't help but open his eyes.

The distant scene suddenly made her gasp.

Now the place where the two of them stopped is still a desert, even on the map entrusted to Tang Ling by Feng Changqing, it only records that the landform of this place should be just a wasteland. But now a series of mountains suddenly towered in front of them, and the mountains were even more entangled in black death, and most of the details had been hidden in them.

Tang Ling had already learned about the geographical environment of this place in the Anxi Protectorate that day, and naturally knew that the mountains in front of him were not the original scenery. It was precisely because he noticed that there was something strange about this place that he chose to stay here. As for Yan Ling, he sensed that it was extremely unusual from the blinding death. Even so, after seeing the dead air that had just appeared in front of her, she still couldn't avoid trembling and hesitation in her heart.