And at this time.

Since the turbid gold ship cannot see the Yang-born breath, it cannot be used outside the abyss.

After Chen Heng pondered for a moment, he reached into his sleeves, released a flying boat, calculated the location of the Xuanzhen Sect, and headed straight for that place.

He has now reached the realm of foundation building, and using his true energy to activate the talisman will naturally gain more power than the fetal breath.

The scenery on both sides receded rapidly, and even the afterimages were blurred, showing their speed.

And it hasn’t been out for five days.

Chen Heng, who was meditating in the flying boat, suddenly felt something. With a wave of his sleeve, the flying boat stopped abruptly on a higher hilltop.

"..."

There was obviously a strange feeling in his mind, which made the blood and energy in his meridians freeze slightly.

He frowned and shook his shoulders. Immediately, his true energy flew out and held up a several-foot-long bright white light mist, covering his whole body like a canopy.

And at this time.

The Escape Shuttle, who had not spoken for several days, also spoke in a deep voice and solemnly said:

"Be careful, the smell of blood is so fierce and strong! Something seems wrong ahead!"

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Mountains collapsed and rivers and lakes stopped flowing.

The endless forest trees were broken and fell, the cracks in the ground were shocking, and several deep ravines were visible, and a faint cold air was coming out from underneath them——

When Chen Heng left the flying boat cabin.

What we saw was this desolate and dilapidated scene.

His eyes flickered and he said nothing. After looking around for a long time, he took a shot of the flying boat and continued to sail forward.

What you see along the way.

There was no smell of cooking smoke and no trace of people. Only some destroyed secular towns remained.

And this line.

Another half an hour passed.

It wasn't until we were not far from Xiaogan Mountain that we finally saw the whereabouts of the refugees by a large river.

The queue was winding slowly like a long snake, with no end in sight.

The people in the team all had dull eyes and staggered steps, like walking zombies, relying solely on their thoughts to support their bodies in action.

Looking down from the sky.

The old and the young carried each other, couples were separated, crying and lamenting from all sides.

The scenery is so miserable that it makes people feel pity...

And in the sky above this group of refugees, there are dozens of bright rays of light that are slowly circling, obviously protecting and guiding them.

I saw the flying boat driven by Chen Heng coming over.

A green light separated from the many escaping lights, coming like lightning. It stopped twenty feet away from the flying boat, and then a voice slowly sounded:

"Your Majesty Ankang, I wonder if there is anything I can do for you?"

In the green light, stood a yellow-robed Taoist with big ears, broad eyebrows and shiny beard.

Behind him was a long sword half as tall as a man, with a cold light and an extremely sharp look.

"Huanhua Sword Sect?"

Chen Heng saw that the Taoist's yellow shirt had a strange golden flower with a stem as thin as a hair, half an inch long, with bright and dense stamens, so he spoke:

"I wonder which senior fellow from the Huanhua Sword Sect you are?"

The mountain gates of Fangjian Sect and Xuanzhen Sect are not too far apart.

When Ai Jian wanted to choose Xiaogan Mountain as his foundation, all the big and small forces around him fought with their swords, and the Huanhua Sword Sect was not surprised.

For this reason, Chen Heng was not unfamiliar with the logo of this sect.

The Taoist in yellow robe let out a light sigh, raised his hand and said, "I'm a poor Taoist, Fan Shu, you're polite."

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Fan in person. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm lucky to meet you. Pindao went out for a trip, but when he returned, he saw this scene of ruin. I wonder what big things happened?"

"You still don't know? No wonder."

The yellow-shirted Taoist named Fan Shu was startled when he heard this, looked at Chen Heng strangely, and then sighed:

"It can be seen that your honor is really a lucky one. By some combination of circumstances, you managed to avoid the evil disaster that happened more than half a month ago..."

after.

Fan Shu spoke in a deep voice.

And wait until he finishes speaking.

Chen Heng's expression changed.

"The leader of the Xuanzhen Sect, Ai Jian, colluded with the demon thief, killed the disciples of the Yuchen Sect, and then released the blood demon, intending to kill all living creatures on the ground... In the end, it was the Yuchen Sect's great supernatural power who took action from a distance and defeated the blood demon.

Ai Jian and others were frightened away?"

He said:

"Senior Brother Fan, may I ask if this is indeed correct?"

Fan Shu shook his head repeatedly and said: "How could there be a mistake? As you walked along, could you see the terrifying scene of mountains and rivers collapsing in front of you? That was the place where the Blood Demon died!

I heard from my mentor that one of the two real people of the Yuchen sect died and the other left.

And it was the one who left.

There was a talisman on his body given by the seniors of the Yuchen sect. At the critical moment, it was all up to him to build an altar, put down flags and flags, and sacrifice the talisman, so that the seniors of the Yuchen sect could take action from a distance.

, destroy the blood demon!

If not, the enormity of this massacre would have been many times greater!"

Talked.

Fan Shu's face flashed with fear and sadness.

The blood demon came with great ferocity.

They swarmed up like bees and pounced on anyone they saw.

In the blink of an eye, a life was tragically lost in just the blink of an eye.

Although the living Yuchen Sect master finally invited Fu Zhao, the elder of the sect, to destroy the blood demon form and eliminate this disaster.

But building altars, erecting flags and banners, chanting mantras...

Which one requires no effort?

Before the blood demon was defeated.

No one knows how many lives were lost in misery.

Fan Shu's close friends and fellow apprentices also died, and not even a single skeleton could be found...

At this time.

After Chen Heng was silent for a moment, he said: "Then the Xuanzhen sect has already been destroyed by the He sect, and there are no chickens or dogs left around it?"

"Wait a minute, your honor is from the Xuanzhen sect?"

After Fan Shu heard this, he realized it later.

But facing this "enemy" member, he was no longer like before and had to fight him fiercely.

He just smiled bitterly and didn't answer.

"I understand, I understand. Thank you, Senior Brother Fan, for letting me know."

Chen Heng's eyes darkened slightly.

He hit Jishou and urged the flying boat. The talisman suddenly flew up again and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

And not long after.

The flying boat stopped on a not very high peak.

Chen Heng stepped out of the cabin, waved his sleeves and put the flying boat into the Qiankun bag.

He looked at his feet and shouted:

"Fellow Taoist Tushan, it's me, I hope to show up to see you!"

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Chapter completed!