Ten days later, after traveling seventy or eighty thousand miles, Zhou Nan left the territory of the sect of the Companion Beast Sect. At this point, he had basically fallen out of the range of the maximum potential that the Great Sect of the Yan Kingdom could grasp.

To the west of the Yan Kingdom, the environment is very harsh and barren. There are often flying sand and rocks, catastrophes from the sky, thin aura, shortage of resources, rampant diseases, and sparse population. It is a real barren land, and few immortal cultivators are willing to come.

But there are always two sides to the story. Although the environment here is very poor, it is not enough to describe it as bad. But it's the favorite paradise of sand thieves, rogues, killers, gangsters, raiders of the Lost Ark, and so on, who live in the dark. As soon as he entered here, Zhou Nan felt a style completely different from that of killing and robbing.

The harsh environment and the huge pressure of survival naturally created these guys, all of whom are extremely fierce. Cunning, viciousness, hypocrisy, bloodthirsty, ruthlessness, indifference, these 'good qualities' can be regarded as all occupied.

Here, there are no rules of order at all, and it is completely a country full of bestiality. Only those who are ruthless enough and don't want to die can survive. The ugliness of human nature is always staged here, and it has never stopped for a moment.

Here, there is only evil that you can't think of, and there are no bad people who don't exist. This is a land without reason, and there is a group of irrational 'people' living on it. Even in a certain aspect, they are no longer human, completely overwhelmed by the sadness of human nature, lost their true selves, and only instinct remains.

From the vicissitudes of life that most of his body has been buried in the soil, to the two or three-year-old children who should be innocent, it is no surprise that they are treacherous hungry wolves. Each one with sharp fangs, carelessly. will tear your chest apart. Even those delicate and weak women are highly poisonous. Untouchable.

The further west you go, the worse these situations become. In the past, every year, a large number of disciples of the Companion Beast Sect were buried here. But this sect is a very strange sect. Both good and evil do not prevent these things at all. Instead of stopping it, I vaguely expect this kind of thing to happen more.

Therefore, the result in the long run is: has created the iron blood and grandeur of the people of the Companion Beast Gate.

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, every ten years, the master of the Companion Beast Gate would personally come forward and lead a large number of ancestors of the Yudan period to sweep forty or fifty thousand miles westward, one by one to clean up these dark forces that had expanded too quickly.

For the Companion Beast Gate, this west is the best place to test. Only here are the disciples who survive and come out. Only then can we be qualified to move towards a better tomorrow. to be qualified and vigorously cultivated by the sect.

This is also the most important reason why the Companion Beast Sect can now block the footsteps of the three sects of the Instrument Sect in the mountains further west with the power of one sect. Just ask, a resolute and cunning sect. If you don't have a few brushes, how can you talk about the past?

To summarize it in the most classic sentence of the beast king Cao Kill, that is. "We accompany the beast gate, and we want the strong. Not a genius. Only those who crawl out of the sea of blood are qualified to be the true disciples of our Companion Beast Sect. ”

It was less than 30,000 miles west. Zhou Nan encountered hundreds of robberies, assassinations, and ambushes.

Now, most of the power of the Companion Beast Gate has been involved in the east, and these underground guys, like vicious dogs with a keen sense of smell, have surfaced one after another. Taking advantage of the opportunity, it ran rampant unscrupulously.

They also know that the opportunity is rare. If they wait for the end of the Yan War, then their good days will come to an end. Therefore, they all showed full spirit, tried their best to be traitors, and scavenged for more benefits.

But what kind of person is Zhou Nan, the leader of the killing and robbery, how can he be calculated by ordinary thieves? So, these people have all given their lives and paid their tuition. Anyone who falls into Zhou Discomfort will not end well. was tortured by him with extremely cruel means, and it was not a matter of crying for his father and calling his mother.

But once the cordon of 30,000 miles was crossed, even Zhou Nan had to be full of footsteps.

After all, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. If the water is deep, it may also hide a dragon. The ancestors of the Dan period are not all good-looking people. There are always some shameless old guys who don't enjoy the blessings of the right things. Offended some big sects and was forced here. Willing to become a robber, specializing in stealing chickens and dogs, killing people and taking treasures.

Even Zhou Nan was intercepted and killed by these old guys. These guys are cunning as foxes, despicable and shameless, and they bully the small with the big. Compared with Geng Qingnian, the pressure on Zhou Nan is greater. In desperation, Zhou Nan could only run for his life. Although he couldn't beat these cunning guys, he wanted to escape, and no one could stop him.

That's it, bumps, thrills, stop-and-go. After two months, Zhou Nan wiped a cold sweat from his forehead and came to the west end of the west mountain range, that is, the westernmost part of the Yan Kingdom, Shacheng.

Shacheng is the westernmost city of the Yan Kingdom. Half sand and half barren, the area is not large, not even half of Xuanhuo City. There are 30,000 or 40,000 immortal cultivators, and more than 200,000 secular mortals. To the west of it, next to the sea of burning sand.

Shacheng is dry all year round, the wind and sand are raging, the climate is bad, and water is more precious than gold. There may be no shortage of immortal cultivators, but mortals will be fatal without them. As early as a few months ago, Zhou Nan had prepared dozens of storage bags of food. Fruits, vegetables, water, meat pieces, a wide variety of portions.

To the west of the sand city, there is a huge city wall 100 zhang high, like a ridge, standing there as firmly as Mount Tai. With its tall back, it worked diligently and without regrets to shield the sand city from the wind and sand and the heat from the west. Under the huge shadow of the giant wall, Sand City spends half of the day, at least cool.

Dusk is approaching, the sunset is approaching, the sunset is slanting westward, under the long shadow of the giant wall, Zhou Nan stands a mile away from Shacheng, quietly enjoying this exotic beauty with a unique general flavor. At this moment, he forgot everything around him, forgot why he came here, and only knew that he was swimming, breathing, and thinking freely.

Half an hour later, when the sun's last rays were hidden. Zhou Nan suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at the city not far away, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and walked over slowly.

The city walls on the north, south and east sides of the city are not high, only about ten zhang. They are all made of large stones, and due to the erosion of the wind and sand for many years, they have left a strong trace of time on them, and have a unique incomplete beauty.

The city gate is a bronze gate that is seven or eight feet high on both sides, and it has long since changed color. The gray is not slippery, the patina color is also a sand yellow that has changed its taste, if it weren't for Zhou Nan's familiarity with various materials, he might not really be able to recognize it.

On the top of the city gate, the two big characters of 'Sand City' are written crookedly, which have no artistic value at all, and are completely the graffiti work of some people. It's funny, and it's offbeat. It makes people laugh in their hearts when they see it. Zhou Nan asked himself that even if he wrote with his left hand, he could defeat these people.

Just when Zhou Nan stopped to observe, there were also some people who caught up from behind. Just glanced at him casually, and silently crossed his side, and walked into the city silently. Although they didn't say anything or do anything, the greed revealed at that moment still made Zhou Nan sneer.

Ignoring these people, Zhou Nan patted the dust on his body, smiled slightly, and walked into the city with his feet raised.

It was getting dark, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Every household has lit a fire and lit a lamp, bringing a little light to this historic city. Thousands of homes are brightly lit and warm, and it is really easy to make people decadent.

If it weren't for the heavy murderous intent hidden in the darkness, it wouldn't have been erased. Such a scene is still very warm. There were many beggars in the streets, all huddled up and kept themselves firmly in the shadows.

From time to time, people passing by, laughing and scolding, raised their feet and beckoned them a few times, bringing a burst of weak moans. But the others just watched numbly, and no one stopped them at all. Here, as long as they don't fall into the well, it is a great mercy. Helping others is a joy that only exists in legends.

Most of the houses in the city are made of stone, which looks very heavy. On both sides of the street, there are some small stalls selling exotic things. Snacks, ornaments, slave girls, these are all there.

Zhou Nan just watched everything quietly and didn't buy it. Not long after he left, he encountered several fights. These people were ruthless, and in a few strokes, they killed people. Under the splash of blood, it was glued with the unique earthy yellow of Sand City, and it looked very bloody and pungent.

The victor, stretched out his arms and cheered constantly, causing bursts of coquettish laughter from the passing women, and different flattering eyes. The loser, on the other hand, can only become a cold corpse on the ground, and no one cares about it. It is just like garbage, discarded on the streets, and only tomorrow will it be swept away and have a home.

After a short time, Zhou Nan came to an inn in the center of the town. The inn is big and magnificent. In this kind of place, it is obviously not something that ordinary people can afford. Many people may not have been in it once in their lives.

After glancing at the lively inn, Zhou Nan walked forward slowly.

But suddenly, Zhou Nan only felt the fragrant breeze blowing in his face, and a woman rushed out from the side obliquely, and hit him directly. Before the person touched him, a pair of nimble little hands instinctively touched his waist. (To be continued......)