After the seventh day, two large groups of people appeared in the north gate of Yingdu City. The two groups had thousands of people. Starting from the city gate together, it looked like a human-shaped dragon winding for hundreds of meters.

A few days ago, a large number of monks came from all directions, filling the entire Yingdu City, making many mortals so scared that they didn't even dare to leave the door, and privately discussing what major events were going to happen in Yingdu City. At that moment, the originally peaceful Yingdu City fell into tranquility before the storm.

On the official road after the seventh day, two large groups of people came out of the city gate under the leadership of five superb monks. Although there were many members of the team, the speed of traveling was extremely fast. In a few days, a group of tens of thousands of people came to the nameless wilderness thousands of miles north of Youyun Kingdom.

The wilderness is unknown because it is overgrown with weeds and endless. According to legend, this place is a place of no birth, and even if a cultivator enters it, it seems that he is in many crises. Over the past few hundred years, some monks have fought and killed this place, and later died for some reason and have no place to hide. If Qi Guan had not accidentally discovered the bones of the Nascent Soul Master unearthed, he would never have taken great risks to mobilize all the elites of the Soul Sect who had worked hard for decades to find the treasures that could not be found.

The skeleton of the Nascent Soul is enough to make any cultivator in the Immortal Spirit Continent go crazy.

In the field of view, there were endless low bushes, and there were trees growing in this land of death. In front of the team, Lu Chen looked at the forest with his brows. Compared with the prehistoric demon forest, the trees here did not seem very lush, but the sky above here was gray, as if they were covered in a huge gray cloth. The yin energy in the wilderness was several times more intense than that in various parts of the Youyun Kingdom.

Although Yin Qi is the origin of the cultivation of people in the Ghost Sect, the Yin Qi here is slightly different. The Yin Qi that ordinary Ghost Sect monks lead to their energy into their bodies is not pure and gentle Yin Qi such as the Virgin Soul, but the Yin Qi here is extremely mixed, and even spread out with their spiritual consciousness, there is a faint sense of violence and unbundled breath that penetrates along the spiritual consciousness towards Lu Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, and actually attempts to occupy the sea of ​​consciousness.

Lu Chen's expression gradually became solemn. At this time, Deputy Sect Master Zang Xia, who was flying in the sky in front of his head, glanced at the situation in the wilderness and suddenly shouted: "All the troops obey the orders, let me follow the orders, and you two lead your troops to use the Min Huang Banner as the boundary, occupying the east and west sides. Every hour, I will push forward ten miles forward, and now let's disperse."

After this order, Lu Chen and Long Kong looked at each other, then waved their hands, and directed the team to touch them.

Lu Chen had five thousand men, and his masters Fang Zixin, Li Yu, Shi Xing and Shi Yao were all masters in the middle stage of foundation building. Among the monks from the five cities, there were dozens of people at the beginning of foundation building. Seeing Lu Chen waved his hand, Fang Zixin and others ordered people to lead their troops to the west.

Lu Chen and the other two jumped high, sat cross-legged on their flying magic weapon, slowly floating in the air, following the advancement of the large group of people. At the beginning, the few people did not spread their spiritual consciousness. It was not because of being lazy, but when the team gathered, no matter how weak the spiritual consciousness of the disciples in the Qi training stage was, thousands of people gathered together, and they were quite powerful.

"What a heavy yin energy?" Lu Chen used the Immortal Art and absorbed the mixed yin energy from all around the air. As soon as he sucked in, the feeling of standing was wrong, so he stopped for the time being.

Li Yu and Shi Xing leaned over, saying that after the battle between Lu Chen and Long Kong in the main hall of Reincarnation, the few people would no longer feel contempt for Lu Chen, but instead were full of awe. The mentality of people in the Ghost Sect advocating strength is much stronger than that of Dongzhou. When they approached, Li Yu smiled flatteringly: "Lord Lu doesn't know that the Yin Qi here is the most violent Yin Qi in the Huangquan."

Lu Chen showed a puzzled look and looked at the two of them with his head and looked at him sideways. Shi Xing said: "The Yin Qi of Huangquan is the purest and most violent Yin Qi in the world. It cannot be absorbed by the masters of Jindan. Please look at the clouds in the sky."

Shi Xing pointed to the top of his head, Lu Chen looked over, and thick clouds gathered above his head, as if black cereals were blooming in a strange way. Lu Chen's spiritual sense felt it. Indeed, as Shi Xing said, the earthly energy of the yellow spring slowly floated up, gathering little by little in the thick clouds above his head, making the clouds thicker and richly connected with them, which made the yin energy in the wilderness and woods reach a terrifying level.

He nodded with a serious expression. Lu Chen was surprised and excited. At first, before coming, his intention was just to find the skeleton of the Nascent Soul, and he planned to make a fortune, but now his thoughts have changed a little.

"Isn't the refined yin energy of the Huangquan that the master of Jindan can absorb and extract, which is not what I need now? Haha, no one knows that I am a master of Jindan. Even if the Ghost Pill is only in the late stage of foundation building, you can rely on the help of the Dayan Golden Pill to inhale wildly. However, the yin energy here is indeed very troublesome. It is not enough to absorb it just by absorbing it. You must constantly refine it."

Lu Chen was thinking, Shi Xing blinked, changed his subject and laughed, "Hey, Lord Lu, you said a few days ago that you defeated Long Kong. Lord's reputation in the Wuhun Sect has been spread. If you have such strength, why don't you destroy Long Kong in that battle? It's also so that he knows who there are people outside and there is heaven?"

"Huh?" Lu Chen originally ignored Shi Xing, but when he heard this obviously provocative words, he said unhappy: "I am also serving the sect leader, why do we have to kill each other? Besides, Lord Long is not much weaker than Lu. If Lord Shi's words are heard, they may be suspected of deliberately provoking them."

He first knocked on Shi Xing. Lu Chen said this, but Shi Xing didn't care at all: "Master Lu is still kind. Even if he kills Long Kong, the sect leader will probably be happy except for a little condemnation."

"Oh?" Lu Chen was puzzled and asked, "How do you say this?"

Shi Yao followed the conversation and said crisply: "Sir, I don't know. The Soul Sect only values ​​strength. Although Long Kong is powerful, if he offends the adult, even if he kills him, the sect leader will not say anything. Who makes him disrespectful to the adult?"

Among the five, Shi Yao was also an outsider who liked to talk. Several of them had long regarded Lu Chen as a master of patrol. In addition to awe, his words also meant to be obedient. Only Fang Zixin never spoke, as if he was wrapped in a black robe in front of him, and his graceful figure could not be concealed. He was not good at speaking at all.

Often, people who show this situation will be paid too much attention. Lu Chen just said oh, but did not take the words of Shi Yao and others. His eyes kept looking at the low woods in the wilderness below, as if he had been committed to finding the bones of the Nascent Soul. When his eyes swept over Fang Zixin intentionally or unintentionally, he would see a face that was so calm that he had no expression.

Fang Zixin is not bad. Although she is not as petite and lovely as Zuo Qinghan, nor as charming as Murong Yuxi, her appearance can be called beautiful. Her tender skin is not as blood-colored as a cultivator who has practiced the Immortal Art of Ghost Sect. On the contrary, her face is blushing, as if a thin layer of rouge is adorned. Her skin is better than snow, crystal clear, revealing her slender fingers form a clear contrast with the black robe.

In general, Fang Zixin is also a beautiful woman, a taciturn woman.

The few people chatted all the way, and did not over-intentionally search the crowd below. They just told them to be careful and try not to make too loud noises to avoid disturbing the forest.

Although this place is wilderness, some monks pass by and are discovered by others. Weiming will leak news, so before coming, Zang Xia had issued a killing order. As long as he sees suspicious person (6), he will kill him.

The team was advancing forward. Suddenly, Lu Chen and the other five people frowned and looked towards a small forest composed of dozens of trees in the northwest. There was a strong mass of death coming towards this side, accompanied by the sound of footsteps with a consistent rhythm.

"Swish~swish~swish~swish~"

Lu Chen didn't know much about the sound, but Fang Zixin in the team stopped immediately and immediately pulled out a long black stick and held it in his hand.

"It's the corpse qi~"

Fang Zixin suddenly spoke, and dozens of early stage monks in the five cities were shocked and hurriedly ordered the team to stop. Everyone stared at the other end of the woods and saw dozens of white-faced faces, without any anger, and their bodies were so stiff that they could only jump with their feet and jumped out of the woods, carrying a huge crystal coffin.

"The zombie carries the coffin?" Fang Zixin spoke again: "It is the guardian of the Zi Mei Sect."
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