"Those teams have been gone for so long, will something happen to them?"

A sword-wielding guard stationed at the foot of the mountain whispered in a thick local accent.

"Probably not, it's just a group of rabble, and there are not many monks who have cultivated in the realm of the world. ”

The whispers of the two caught the attention of their captain, the captain of the sword-wielding guard, named Zhou Xunyu.

Although the surname Zhou belongs to the honorific surname of the Heavenly Domain, and one of the ancestors and the patriarch Zhou of the Kai faction, they can also have a good relationship, but after more than 500 years of continuous branching, he has long been removed from the scope of the main lineage.

is like a giant tree, constantly growing, and now he is like a small leaf on the end of the corner of the giant tree.

Otherwise, where would he come to the bottom of this sword guard and be a team leader.

Zhou Xunyu was lucky, and was assigned to an easy post stationed at the foot of the mountain, if he was assigned to the front line of the battlefield, it would really be a post with no life or death.

Forcibly breaking through the mountain gate formation of Tingchao Pavilion, I don't know how many monks were shocked by the formation, and their bodies exploded on the spot and turned into powder.

The sword guards stationed at the foot of the mountain have a team of sword guards every hundred zhang, and this buried stone mountain where the Chaoge Mountain Gate is located is thousands of zhang in radius, and there are nearly two hundred sword guards stationed at the foot of the mountain alone.

The direction where Zhou Xunyu was located was the direction where the hermit had fled for the first time before, and a team of sword guards next to Zhou Xunyu chased him out.

From the sunset in the West Mountain, to the moon hanging in the sky at this moment, the team of sword guards did not return to their positions!

The divine consciousness of the two had already lost contact with each other because of the distance, and when they chased them out.

The exchange of several sword guards under his command completely ignited his panicked heart.

He secretly scolded: This kid just guards his post, he has to be greedy for merit, he has to chase him out!

If something goes wrong with him, he doesn't report it in time, and if something goes wrong, he won't be able to escape responsibility!

Zhou Xunyu gritted his teeth, explained the situation to the other team outside Baizhang, the sword guard team, and then said to the team members under his command: "It's been too long, follow me to find out!"

After that, he flew out of the sky, and Zhou Xunyu had only one thought in his heart: I hope they are okay, they will really fucking make trouble for Lao Tzu!

He flew all the way out, and his divine consciousness expanded to the maximum, densely packed with branches and bushes, and at this moment he was useless. Every inch of land, he searched.

He didn't fly far before he was on the battlefield.

The moment his divine sense swept to the battlefield, the battle had just ended.

When he saw only one person turn around, he could see the situation of that person clearly.

The moment the divine sense saw the person in the center of the battlefield, he was stunned, his face turned pale instantly, and he trembled and said, "Go! Hurry up, leave immediately!"

The sword guards of the Wenzhi Realm have not yet mastered the release of their divine sense, and they are thousands of feet away, and it is a big night, and a little starlight shines, so naturally they can't see what is happening in the battlefield.

But when they saw Zhou Xunyu's frightened look, they naturally knew that things were extraordinary, and then they flew out one by one with Zhou Xunyu.

Then a young and curious sword-wielder asked, "What did the captain see, can he do this? We are the swordsman of the Heavenly Domain......

Horror echoed in Zhou Xunyu's heart, and the young man happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

He scolded: "You fucking know a fart! There are seven or eight teams of sword guards lying there, do you have the guts to go?"

This sentence seems to excuse his war-avoidance behavior, and it also seems to explain his panic performance.

The person whose divine sense swept over was none other than Cheng Miao!

And what he was lying under his feet was not the first five teams of sword guards at all, but the other three teams of sword guards.

These three teams of sword guards are the sword guards who received the sound of the flying sword and then rushed to the battlefield.

When they arrived, the battle situation had already had a result, and their choice was different from that of the Zhou Patrol Domain, they chose to rush out!

After all, although there are corpses all over the divine consciousness, there are countless corpses of hermits, as well as the corpses of sword guards.

And there are only four Hearing Realms, two Awakening World Realms, and two Stealing Realms left in the field, a total of eight people!

And they have three teams of sword guards, both in terms of quantity and quality, they are all crushed!

Then, there were dozens more corpses on the battlefield, and Cheng Miao's Sumeru ring had a little more spirit coupons, and there was also the scene of Zhou Xunyu fleeing in panic.

As for why Zhou Xunyu was just a matter of his divine sense sweeping Cheng Miao, and he also knew Cheng Miao's cultivation of the Knowing Realm, but he still fled in a hurry?

At this moment, Zhou Xunyu finally escaped a distance, and he fell to the ground, and his body was still trembling unconsciously.

He trembled and said: "Although Lao Tzu's realm is not very high, his vision and knowledge are surprisingly good, far surpassing the monks of the same realm, and even more than some monks who know the Xuan Realm. ”

"Lao Tzu's insight can be said to be far beyond the eighty percent of the monks in the Cangze Continent!"

His words seemed to have been recognized by the sword guards under his command, and they all nodded yes.

One of them even said with a shy face: "That's nature, the captain's insight, that's famous!"

Zhou Patrol is not an exaggeration, after all, there are monks. Every day, I think about how to ascend to the realm, either in retreat and penance, or in fighting and killing.

Unless there is a specific need, outside of a specific profession, few monks will burrow into the stacks of books, and even if they do, they are delving into all kinds of books that record supernatural powers.

If you let them tell how the supernatural powers work, how to play tricks during battle, how to trick people, how to steal some chickens of high-level demon beasts...

This kind of thing, the monks in each different region, they can adapt to local conditions, say several kinds of experience, and do some amazing and wonderful things.

But if you talk to them about poetry and songs, about arithmetic, about anecdotes......

Brother, you're looking for the wrong person!!

If you have this time, why don't you think about how to win against the enemy, how to earn more coupons, and how to read strange stories? Learn arithmetic operations? Why do you learn not to do your job at a young age?

In the words of Yin Gaoxing: Thirty percent of the monks are illiterate, three percent are semi-literate, and three percent are slightly more normal...

Zhou Xunyu raised his hand, motioned to the sword-wielding guard, stopped his rainbow fart, and then took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.

continued: "That kid is a physical cultivator, although he only has the realm of hearing and knowing, but the strength of his body is only seen in my life!"

"Even... It can even be called on a par with Xin Chang'an when he was young!"

Several sword guards said in unison at the same time: "Xin Chang'an?"

"Xin Chang'an !!"

Some are confused, while others are shocked. It's just that there are many people who are confused, but only one is shocked.

One or two hundred years have passed, and the young monks in the Nine Clans don't even know what kind of terrifying existence this name represents.

Especially the low-level disciples in their clan, they come into contact with their own little every day, and they don't have much time to cultivate after finishing their work every day.

With little leisure time, limited information they receive, and almost no contact with the outside world, they can't blame their ignorance.

Everyone in the world laughs at the short-sighted person as the frog at the bottom of the well, and everyone knows that all this is not because of its own fault, but because the environment is like this, and what it can see when it looks up, that is, the three-foot-sized heaven and earth.

It is likely that throughout its life, it will not be able to cross the shackles that bind it.

It's just that the frog at the bottom of the well will probably never know that he is a short-sighted frog at the bottom of the well, and he will only think that the three-foot heaven and earth are all.

Everyone in the world laughs at the frog at the bottom of the well, and everyone in the world is a frog at the bottom of the well.

The only sword guard who knew Xin Chang'an swallowed his saliva, and then said in a trembling voice: "Captain, it's impossible......"

Zhou Xunyu didn't expect that among the younger generation of monks of the Nine Clan, there were still people who knew Xin Chang'an.

He gave the sword-wielder an approving gaze, then patted him on the shoulder.

When it comes to cultivation, when it comes to realm, when it comes to the study of supernatural powers, there is nothing surprising about these things, and even if there is a surprise, it is surprisingly poor.

Only when he talks about all kinds of anecdotes and biographies of various people, will he feel superior and feel the envy of others.

It is precisely for this reason, because of this sense of superiority, that he continues to delve into all kinds of anecdotes.

He said approvingly: "You kid, you are a manufacturable material!"

Then he continued: "I only saw...

The scene returns to the scene where his consciousness is swept away.

He saw that the blood of the people in the field was surging rapidly, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin were bursting up, even if a mouse was put in, he was afraid that he would be able to walk freely in it.

The body was red and hot, and the looming white smoke rose from every pore.

The breath is long and long, and the heartbeat is strong and powerful, as if all around him are under that strong heartbeat, trembling slightly, just like a humanoid demon beast wearing human skin!

Every time air is sprayed from the nostrils, it is like two condensed white smokes, which fill the air with a few breaths before gradually disappearing.

The red appearance is like a red-hot boiler, and the white smoke that spews out is like tumbling steam.

Some of the sword guards opened their mouths and said, "Captain, is it so exaggerated? The exhaled breath can turn into white smoke, so how hot should his body be?"

Zhou Xunyu glared at him fiercely, and said with pity: "Are you kid questioning my divine sense?" or do you question what I said?"

This sword-wielding guard trembled all over, and unconsciously, he actually touched the captain's taboo.

The captain hates the most and dares to question him when he blows...

He hurriedly explained: "No, no, I said the wrong thing......

Zhou Xunyu is showing off his energy at the moment, and he won't worry about this kid for the time being.

He continued: "This situation has appeared once in Xin Chang'an's body, and it was a battle between the Heaven Seeping Realm. ”

This situation is called the body furnace, which is a state that a body forger dreams of. ”

He paused, and then said, "Whoever has reached this state means that he has forged his physical body as the ultimate of his current realm!"

"As long as there is no absolute crushing psionic gap, no one dares to say that they can defeat this terrifying monk!!"