The wind in the sky blew away the scars of the clouds, but it could not take away the loneliness and sorrow after the disaster. www.biquge.info At that moment, Xiao Yun's breathing seemed to be still, perhaps he was shocked by the scene after the collapse of the mountain peak, or he was broken by the vanishing river.

The silence after the catastrophe was terrible, and the mountains became barren hills everywhere, without the original green sky and majesty. The lives were devastated, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and infinite sorrow grew wildly in the air, as if the remains of many living beings had turned into death songs, filling the entire mountain that had receded from life, and filling the desperate heart of the fugitive boy at this moment.

Following the strict orders of his ancestors, Xiao Yun, who fled from Lanxia Peak, was sad, and what he saw and heard along the way made the emotionally agitated young man even more angry. Then a monstrous hatred arose in his heart, and he wanted to look up to the sky and let out a long roar to ask this damn sky why he treated his hometown like this.

However, Xiao Yun, who was hundreds of miles away from the sect, was sad and angry, but also saw a different appearance. At this moment, I saw countless brilliant lights flying in the sky in front of me, and its formation was so vast and majestic, it was like the gods and immortals were surveying the sky together. But obviously, such a huge scene could only be formed by the gathering of Terran monks, and I don't know who it was.

Seeing such an astonishing scene of majesty, Xiao Yun, who had always been cautious, hurriedly brought Wu Huan, who was traveling with him, into the Blood Palace. Immediately put on strict guard in this wilderness where there is no grass and no way to avoid it. I don't know if the person who came is a friend or foe, and he secretly pinched the seal with both hands, always ready to urge the Ziyang Tianyan Pan to escape back to Lanxia Peak.

After a dozen breaths, a spiritual weapon light flew out of the many streamers flying at high speed and came straight towards Xiao Yun, and at this time, Xiao Yun heard a gentle voice of words coming from high in the sky.

"Little Daoist friends don't need to panic, we have no malicious intentions. This is the Lang Mountain, and the Shenxiao Dao Sect on Lanxia Peak is still holding on to it?"

The melodious voice was still echoing, and the light of the spiritual weapon had already come closer. After falling three feet in front of Xiao Yun, the light faded, but it was a handsome young man in Confucian clothes, who was full of arrogance and constantly looked at Xiao Yun, who was nervous and vigilant.

"Little Taoist, my master is asking you something, why don't you reply quickly! Don't you be ignorant!" Seeing that Xiao Yun was still silent, the young man in Confucian clothes couldn't help but urge. Obviously, this handsome young man is used to being high on weekdays, and almost Xiao Yun is regarded as a subordinate between his words.

It's just that Xiao Yun has never eaten this set, perhaps because of Zeng Youqian, Xiao Yun has never been interested in these Confucian monks who are fake Taoists. And this domineering young Confucian monk didn't know what kind of book he was reading, so arrogant and arrogant that he didn't even know how to be polite, and he was obviously a shallow person.

So the more the proud Confucian boy urged, the more silent Xiao Yun became, and the scene seemed so embarrassing for a while. It also made the arrogant young man who already regarded himself as superior to others immediately surge in anger, but he forgot the gift of the saint who had been learning to fool ordinary people since he was a child, and actually made a bad voice at Xiao Yun.

"Hey, are you deaf or dumb? Can't you understand human speech? You are talking! Don't toast and drink without eating or drinking, and you will regret it too late. ”

Xiao Yun's eyes flashed with blood when he heard this, and he only glanced at the somewhat idiotic Confucian boy with contempt, and then continued to be silent with an attitude of ignorance. Seeing this, the Confucian boy was even more angry, and even if he wanted to shout loudly again, he didn't expect a figure in the field to flash, and a young scribe who was as rich as jade had already appeared.

The young man in Confucian clothes hurriedly bowed down to the visitor, and then said urgently: "Master, this little Taoist priest is only afraid that he is a dumb person, and I ignored me for a long time when I asked him." ”

"You're dumb, I don't know what books you read, do you know what politeness is?" Xiao Yun suddenly spoke at this moment, and his words were full of disdain.

"You ......!" The young man in Confucian clothes was suddenly choked by Xiao Yun's words, if the most well-known Confucian monk had a reputation for not knowing manners, it would obviously be more uncomfortable than asking for his life, and what kind of virtue did this scholar have that was not pretentious?

"Okay, okay, Yi'er, you stand aside first, have you forgotten the way to cultivate qi that the teacher taught you?"

The young scribe holding the jade fracture fan spoke very gently, just smiling and asking his disciple not to be impetuous, but he did not let him apologize to Xiao Yun. Such a style obviously didn't take Xiao Yun seriously, so it's no wonder that he would teach such an arrogant disciple. It seems that this person's casual and elegant bearing is only in a coy manner, and in fact, he is a talented and sparse person.

"Little Daoyou, just now I asked in the air, it is indeed a bit rude, and the apprentice Yang Yi's temperament is a little anxious, please don't mind. I don't know if this place is a mountain, but please tell me. ”

"This senior, the kid is polite! I don't know where the senior came from, and what happened to go to Lanxia Peak?" Although Xiao Yun felt that the young scribe who came was not hostile, the young man who was used to being cautious still asked carefully, lest the person who came had ulterior motives.

Seeing Xiao Yun answer like this, Yang Yi, who was pampered by his master, seemed to feel unacceptable, and shouted loudly to Xiao Yun, who was just a little qi practitioner boy: "My master is the deputy leader of the Lingzhou Xiuzhen Alliance, the current mountain chief of Danfeng Academy, and the honorific title is Molin Layman, little Taoist, you are so unruly, why don't you hurry up and pay a big salute!"

"It's okay, don't worry about a little bit of courtesy. Little Daoyou, we are here to help this time, can you tell me what you just asked?"

Xiao Yun immediately pondered when he heard this, sensing the aura on Mo Lin's body that was similar to that of the Yuan Infant Ancestor, and he didn't find anything wrong with the words of this monk from Lingzhou, as if he felt that this cultivator was far superior to his predecessors, and there should be no reason or need to deceive him.

And the reinforcements of the Lingzhou Terran monks were undoubtedly the most needed support to resist the difficult Void Battlefield at this moment. Now the arrival of reinforcements from this foreign continent is really a timely rain that can save the fate of the human race. Thinking of this, Xiao Yun no longer hesitated, and even bowed respectfully to the young scribe.

"Senior, you came at the right time, and now our clan's resistance is extremely difficult. Please also go east from here to support as soon as possible, it will be less than three hundred miles to Lanxia Peak, the battle in the Void Battlefield is very tight now, and I am afraid that the alien race will invade if it is late!"

"Oh, we can't delay it, can you guide us and others?" Monk Mo Lin was also shocked when he heard this, and his expression immediately became solemn, as if he didn't expect that the cultivation realm of Lingzhou, which was not weaker than Lingzhou, would have such a decline.

However, how could Xiao Yun, who had just escaped from Lanxia Peak, return to the dangerous place again? Although the young man with the mission of inheritance was not afraid of death, he was afraid of living up to the repeated entrustment of his master and ancestor, and he would not bring back the hope of the continuation of the sect before he had placed the three hundred elite young disciples.

"Senior, I'm afraid I can't lead the way for you. Because after the invasion of the alien race, the consumption of my Shenxiao Dao Sect was extremely huge, so this time the kid left the sect because of the order of his master, and went to various spiritual mines to collect spirit stones, and the time and distance could not be delayed. In addition, there is no detour path to Lanxia Peak, and the seniors can reach it smoothly by going directly, and I ask the seniors to forgive the boy for not being able to serve. ”

"Oh, even if this is the case, it is indeed inconvenient to bother the little Taoist friends anymore. I see that the qi is extraordinary, and it is obvious that he is not an ordinary disciple of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, but I don't know if that Daoist friend of the Shenxiao Dao Sect has such a blessing and can receive such a good disciple?"

Xiao Yun saw that the monk Mo Lin had a hidden look of doubt at the moment, and he also had a statement under the power of his mind. The young man naturally didn't dare to reveal his true identity at this moment, lest there be any new changes, and even if he made up some nonsense for the first time.

"Senior, the kid Xiao Yun, is a disciple of the inner sect of the Shenxiao Dao Sect, and now worships under the sect of Master Yuan Yanzhen. If the seniors have no other instructions, and the juniors are busy with the tasks assigned by the master and the distance is far away, the kid will not dare to delay, so he will say goodbye to the seniors, please forgive me. ”

In fact, it's no wonder that Xiao Yun is so cautious, this cultivator in the cultivation realm has always been to cultivate his own truth and try to be as false as possible to others. Not to mention that before the catastrophe came, all continents were fighting for the benefit of each other, endlessly, even now, at this moment of resisting the invasion of foreign races for the survival of the human race, didn't Lei Yuanzi and Chongxiao Zhenjun still encounter the same dirty things?

And this Lingzhou monk who was invited to enter the continent by Zhengda Guangming, who would dare to guarantee that it would not be a wolf to enter the room? If outsiders learned of Xiao Yun's identity as a descendant, and knew that the three elders of the Shenxiao Dao Sect were no longer in the sect, it was difficult to guarantee that the other party would not detain Xiao Yun in order to blackmail the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

However, Xiao Yun is still young, and telling a lie is still a secret. Since he concealed his identity as a descendant disciple and made up a reasonable excuse, why did he cling to his name? But because of this, there were countless greedy people in the future, all of whom wanted to capture Xiao Yun and obtain the relics of the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

The young man who was in a hurry to leave at this moment obviously did not realize the flaw in his words, and immediately left in a hurry after the confession, and his hurried appearance made Mo Lin Jushi only frown, and he couldn't help but secretly say: I should have been very easy-going just now, why is this young man so eager to leave.

Seeing that his master watched Xiao Yun leave in a hurry with some doubts, Yang Yi hurriedly whispered: "Master, this little Taoist priest is in such a hurry to leave, I'm afraid there is something else, right?"

"Well...!maybe, but a small Qi cultivator, I don't think there is much secret, so I don't care about him for now. Yi'er, quickly go and order to rush to Lanxia Peak as soon as possible, and after you arrive, you can go and find out who this Xiao Yun is. ”

Yang Yi hurriedly agreed, and the master and apprentice from Lingzhou no longer paid attention to Xiao Yun, who was getting farther and farther away, and then returned to the brigade that came to help and headed towards the east. And Xiao Yun, who was in a hurry all the way at this moment, was also always paying attention to the actions of the two people behind him, and was even secretly ready to urge the Ziyang Tianyan Pan at any time.

At this time, Xiao Yun found that the two of them had gone east, and only then did he relax the nerves that had been tense. But the boy, who was afraid that he could not get out, still ran towards the west for more than an hour before stopping to rest, but came to a town that had been destroyed by the catastrophe.

Perhaps this place is nearly 500 miles away from the center of the catastrophe, and although the buildings have been completely destroyed, the disaster is obviously not as serious as that within a radius of 100 miles from Lanxia Peak. As a result, this dilapidated town is also filled with a large number of surviving refugees, but there are cries and countless wounded everywhere.

Seeing this, Xiao Yun suddenly had an idea, the place where refugees gathered was the best place to hide their identities. The young man who had already decided to escort the little junior sister home to visit first knew in his heart that sooner or later the two old thieves, Jian and Xu, would come to take revenge on him, and if he wanted to complete the journey of nearly 20,000 miles, he would definitely have to hurry at night, and he could only find a place for the refugees to gather on the way to hide himself during the day.

So Xiao Yun immediately took off the purple ice silk robe on his body, scattered his bun, and randomly picked up a tattered piece of clothes that he didn't know who discarded and wrapped it around his body. Then he wiped his face with some muddy water, and then blended in with the large crowd of refugees.

Fortunately, although Xiao Yun has been cultivating for many years, he is a child of a peasant family, and he is very clear about the living habits of ordinary people. Xiao Yun, who took refuge in the refugees, was really like a little refugee with a cloak, and he didn't feel disobedient at all.

Xiao Yun, who returned to the true character of a simple peasant boy in the past, immediately came to a large collapsed mansion with many refugees. But he didn't compete with others for a place to rest, but just sat in a dark and damp corner where no one wanted to stay, and he was silent so much that he couldn't say a word.

And many refugees saw that this new farmer was an honest young man, and no one cared about Xiao Yun's joining. Even a few big men who were obviously ruffians didn't think that this dirty hairy boy had any oil and water to fish, so they didn't bother to pay attention to this poor boy with tattered clothes.

Sure enough, Xiao Yun's guess about the two old thieves of Sword and Yu was not bad at all. After hiding in the ranks of refugees for more than an hour, there were two black-robed corpse Elite Jindan monks and three divine cultivators with divine swords on their backs, speeding through the air towards the west, it was obvious that these people were all sent by the two old thieves to hunt down Xiao Yun.

Although Xiao Yun was angry when he saw this, he also had some small surprises. Such a scene also showed that with the arrival of the Lingzhou monks, the situation on the Void Battlefield had been stabilized.

Otherwise, under the comprehensive breakthrough of the alien race, that sect would dare to send five Jindan monks to do the idle matter of chasing and killing? I don't know what the situation of the sect that has lost the three Supreme Elders is now, and it is estimated that it will only be a matter of time before it is swallowed up by other sects.

However, how could Xiao Yun's temperament be arbitrarily fished, and the young man at this moment had already firmly remembered the direction in which the five Jindan monks left. Until nightfall, the refugees fell asleep in starvation and sleepiness, and Xiao Yun suddenly drove the Blood Temple into the air, but he headed in the direction of the five pursuers.

In the dark, Xiao Yun drove the Spirit Treasure of the Blood Hall to fly with all his might, but fortunately, at this time, the spiritual power in the young man's sea true self wheel was not inferior to that of Jin Dan Zhenren, but it would not consume excessive spiritual power. However, just as he was about to leave the town, Xiao Yun had to stop again and fell straight to the ground.

It was only because of the sudden gloomy wind in the darkness that Xiao Yun's purple-red eyes, which could see in the night, immediately saw a familiar terrifying ghost. But in the yin wind, there are more than a dozen huge green yakshas, and the target of their high-speed pounce is the dilapidated town where refugees gather.

Seeing this familiar and hated cyan ghost, Xiao Yun was not only fearless but also felt funny. Unexpectedly, he was just about to find the person who pursued him, but instead encountered a foreign race wandering all over the place, since he met it, he would kill it, otherwise the refugees gathered in the town would definitely become blood food.

Then a large area of blood-colored light flashed in the darkness, and then there were even more screams of misery. In just a few breaths, more than a dozen Qingqi Yasha who had fled here had already been reduced to pieces of flesh, and none of them could escape the crazy killing of the teenager.

After killing the alien race in an instant, Xiao Yun looked at the cyan blood everywhere and was stunned for a while. It's just that the young man suddenly thought in his heart that since the Qingqi Yaksha is also a real creature in the heavens and the earth, there should also be a blood soul essence in their blood. The blood essence he had stored had already been depleted the last time he blocked the Netherworld Spirit Destroyer, so why not try to quench the blood of these ghost beasts?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yun immediately urged the Blood Temple to ingest the blood essence of the Qingqi Yaksha. It only took a few breaths, and the blood of only a dozen Yaksha was quenched by the Blood Temple, and then turned into a cyan water ball the size of a peach pit and fell into the young man's hand.

And with this cyan water balloon with a strong cold aura, Xiao Yun felt a burst of refreshment and comfort. Obviously, the boy himself didn't expect that the blood essence in the blood of this ghost beast was nearly twice as much as the blood of the human race, and the power of the pure blood spirit could greatly increase the toughness of the flesh.

Xiao Yun, who made this discovery, was immediately overjoyed, and he didn't care about looking for the person who was chasing him. But he returned to the ruined town again. Immediately, he hid in an abandoned well that was half buried by sand and stones, and tried to cultivate his physical body with the blood essence of the green Yasha...... (To be continued.) )