"Liang Heng?"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who heard this all looked moved. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Liang Heng lost to Chen Yuan in the Ningcheng Debate, this name still has a great presence within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Although that person had a gray face and ragged clothes, he couldn't recognize who it was, but since he was Liang Heng's junior disciple, he was naturally a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The man was followed by a few desolate beasts with the strength of the Demon Pill in hot pursuit, although they were not a threat to Zhen Daomei, but it was somewhat of a big trouble, so he was full of reluctance to interfere.

But there are still a group of disciples watching beside him, if the reputation of the same disciple who dies and does not save it is passed back, it is not a good thing.

"It's unlucky. Zhen Daomei complained in his mouth, and when Chen Yuan swept past him, he reluctantly stopped those demon pill beasts.

The fur on these desolate beasts was tattered, as if they had been blown up by something, and they seemed to have a lot of loss due to their lack of body, which was much easier to deal with than Zhen Daomei imagined.

After Zhen Daomei suddenly used a ruthless hand and killed one of them neatly, the desolate beast who originally just wanted to break through the interception and continue to pursue had a sudden change in attitude, abandoned Chen Yuan, and desperately entangled the steward of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in front of him.

Although he was entangled and couldn't get out, Zhen Daomei was not afraid at all, just these half-dead beasts, it just took some more time.

But at this moment, the monk who had fled in embarrassment before stopped staying after taking a few breaths, and shouted as he left quickly: "Fellow Daoist, you resist first, and I will go to ask for help." ”

Resist?

Zhen Daomei was puzzled, do these half-crippled beasts still need to ask for help, at most give one more stick of incense time, and he can get it all done.

But at this moment, a few sporadic black spots appeared in the distance, and then, as if a large wave of dark clouds formed by wild beasts, pressed menacingly from the sky.

During the two-day and two-night pursuit, the large army of wild beasts that had been left behind by Chen Yuan due to their slow speed, but still in pursuit, finally arrived.

Looking at this unforgettable spectacular scene, Zhen Daomei was stupid, and he didn't even feel any sense that the Jindan Desolate Beast took the opportunity to leave a few paw prints on him.

In his mouth, he unconsciously muttered: "Resist, I'll push your lungs!"

"I'll just say, it's not appropriate to go out today. ”

At this moment, the cry from behind him made Zhen Daomei wake up, and he shouted two words hoarsely with all his might: "Run!"

It's a pity that it was all too late, and the rolling black tide formed by thousands of desolate beasts was already surging and crushing by.

Chen Yuan, who had already flown out for several miles, couldn't help but glance back, only to see that the group of Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivators, like a small reef in the monstrous waves, were quickly submerged after stirring up a wave.

After a moment's pause, the tide of desolate beasts surged again.

"Tsk, that's miserable. After Chen Yuan sighed, he turned around and continued to flee for his life, and at the same time said silently in his heart: Amitabha, the immortal friends of the poor and the poor, may you have a good birth in the next life......

Thanks to the self-sacrifice of those Ten Thousand Sword Sect cultivators, it not only gave Chen Yuan a chance to breathe, but also allowed him to distance himself from these desolate beasts.

This also gave Chen Yuan a little time to think about how to end this matter.

If you want to calm the tide of desolate beasts in front of you, it is not something that a few dozens of monks can do, you have to do the best of one sect, and you have to be mentally prepared to die together.

But what sect can have this enlightenment?

Forget it, don't bother the two masters.

Half an hour later, as the color of the land gradually became lighter, Chen Yuan had already flown out of the range of Yunmengze, and in front of him, there was a city in sight.

Chen Yuan had no intention of passing through the city.

Trapping a few Ten Thousand Sword Sect monks, Chen Yuan didn't have much baggage in his heart, but if he had to drag the people of a city to accompany him to the funeral, he wouldn't be so frustrated.

Just like Ying Tianzong, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect should also have a faction existence on the edge of this Yunmengze, or at least a stronghold, this kind of place is where Chen Yuan's goal is.

However, Chen Yuan has never been here, where will the back-handed man wait for him?

Standing in mid-air and looking at the terrain, Chen Yuan found that the west gate of the city was facing the direction of Yunmengze, with a big mountain to the north and a dense forest to the south.

This is a good choice, Chen Yuan turned around the city and flew towards the north.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, some people have mountains to call immortals.

Sure enough, he didn't fly far, Chen Yuan saw a magnificent boulder at the foot of the mountain, which was engraved with the big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing: Ten Thousand Swords Territory, idlers are not allowed to enter.

Chen Yuan didn't pay attention to these, he was still immersed in the identity of Liang Heng's junior brother, and he couldn't extricate himself from the play, how could he be regarded as an idle person.

As for the mountain protection array or something, Chen Yuan didn't worry too much.

Because this kind of thing is extremely costly for spirit stones, who would have nothing to do with it.

In the past thousand years, the cultivation realm has been relatively peaceful, and the small sects may still encounter some waves, but a few holy places are used to being comfortable.

Before the moment of completely tearing his face, who will be idle and have nothing to do to attack the mountain gate of the Holy Land, and eat the bear's heart and leopard gall?

As far as Chen Yuan knew, the twenty-seventh assignment of Ying Tianzong also had a mountain protection array, but it was only a check every ten or so years to check whether it was bad or not.

Presumably, this Ten Thousand Swords Sect belongs to the same holy land, and it should also have the same virtue.

The gatekeeper disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were leaning on the gatehouse lazily playing Hache, this boring errand, no one could be too interested.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, for he saw a figure dressed in tatters and a ghostly figure rushing straight towards him.

"Stop, whatever. The disciple who guarded the mountain shouted, blocking Chen Yuan's way.

"I am Senior Brother Liang Heng, and a team of disciples are in trouble in Yunmengze, so I specially rushed to report the news. Chen Yuan replied anxiously.

"Uh, is it?" The disciples at the gate were a little confused, in the morning, a group of disciples set off for Yunmengze, he knew this, but why didn't they send someone over for help?

And if Senior Brother Liang Heng is a disciple, shouldn't he be in the main sect, how could he appear here, and make himself look like a ghost?

Seeing that he didn't let him go, Chen Yuan still had time to entangle with him, you must know that the large army of desolate beasts was still chasing not far away.

Sensing that the disciple guarding the gate was just a foundation building cultivator, Chen Yuan simply pushed him away with a palm and went straight in.

Chen Yuan ignored the shouts from behind him, "Hey, even if you are a disciple of the main sect, you have to register and report!"

After entering the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, as soon as Chen Yuan landed, the first thing he did was to completely change his aura.

Unlike Yunmengze, who was alone and couldn't escape the lock of the desolate beast no matter how much he changed his breath, there were hundreds of thousands of monks here, which finally gave Chen Yuan a chance to confuse the public.

At this moment, three bells rang at the mountain gate, indicating that a foreign enemy had infiltrated.