After carrying everyone, he went to Panxin Sword Sect and hundreds of people boarded the boat, and it was crowded.

Then he drove to the west.

When he arrived at Yungui, he brought Long Yang and others with him. Dao Lang's return in troubled times was very worried. He originally planned to bring Hai Fangge, Lu Zongjiu, and Cang Moha with his juniors, but he really couldn't get it.

Thousands of people were crowded on a boat and flew towards the Holy Gate.

...

The boat is still Taiyi Qingling Boat, the realm of the top-grade spiritual treasure. Daolang himself in the troubled times, doesn’t remember how many years it hasn’t been used.

To reach the Holy Gate, you must first pass the sandstorm along the way. Dao Lang doesn’t have to worry about the troubled times, but Taiyi Qingling Fang needs him to protect him.

...

Fleeing—

The sound of electric current flashed, and a layer of eggshell-like thunder light curtain was born, wrapping up Taiyi Qingling Boat. Dao Lang flashed outside the hull in troubled times and flew away first, as if he was a pioneer in the way. Li Chengyuan, Haitang and other ancestor cultivators were guarding both sides of the ship.

The wind is getting louder.

The sky is filled with sand.

In the direction ahead, a yellow sand wall rose up sharply, soaring into the sky, and slapped towards everyone, as if thousands of troops were galloping towards them!

The wall of sand and mist is getting taller and thicker, spreading to both sides, and it is unknown how many miles it is. The scene is like a huge wave rising from the sea of ​​sand, and it is about to make all existences into nothingness.

Bang bang bang-

The void vibrates, and the sound is like thunder.

Taiyi Qingling Boat and everyone on the boat were as small as an ant at this moment.

...

drink!

The Dao Lang took out the long sword and slashed it away with one knife. A thunder blade like a triangle awl whistled away. The triangle awl quickly extended and grew stronger, forming a triangle-like thunder shell, wrapping the Dao Lang in the Trouble and the Taiyi Qingling Boat behind him.

Swish-

The wall of sand and mist was divided into two parts, a clear and open passage was separated. Daolang in the troubled times led everyone forward. The Taiyi Qingling Boat did not even shake at all.

The cheers came from the sky, and the monks from Panxin Sword Sect.

The people from the family in troubled times had complicated expressions. They already knew that this person had slaughtered the family once, and even the current patriarch's parents were killed by him.

One excitement, one calm, sharp contrast!

...

Dao Lang didn't care about it in troubled times and continued to lead everyone forward.

Going deeper, the wind gradually increased, coming from all directions, some rolled up the walls of sand and mist that could be seen, and some could not see the shape at all, so they could only perceive it themselves.

The Taiyi Qingling Boat was bumpy and finally became intense, and it also made the Dao Lang busy in the troubled times, which was so tired.

After half a year, I finally arrived at the Holy Gate.

The scene of the Holy Gate is like the Starlight Gate, which makes the younger generations widen their eyes and talk a lot. The Dao Lang in the troubled times sits on the bow of the ship. After taking the pills, he drinks wine and does not rush in.

Looking at the excited appearance of everyone, Dao Lang smiled slightly in troubled times, and couldn't help but remember the scene when he first came.

...

"Senior, where will we settle down after going to the Central Holy Land?"

Lee Seung-yuan approached and asked.

"have no idea."

Dao Lang answered very simply in the troubled times, and then said: "The central holy land is so big that it is far above your imagination. It will never let you fall into a dangerous place, otherwise I will not be able to explain to Junmei."

Li Chengyuan nodded and thanked.

...

"Go away!"

After a while, Dao Lang in the Troubled Times drank all the wine in the pot, shouted loudly, and finally activated Taiyi Qingling Boat and drove into the holy gate.

...

The vast world is spread out at your feet.

After coming in, I don’t know which sea of ​​sand was extremely desolate and incredibly vast.

A bunch of juniors like local buns were talking about it again, and of course Dao Lang was tired of it in the troubled times.

"Shut up!"

With a loud shout, everyone's hearts were shocked, and they calmed down together, looking at the Dao Lang in the chaotic world.

"Now I will take you to find a place where you can live. Along the way, I will explain the matter here to you carefully. If a monk attacks, I can protect you. If you can't protect it - you will escape!"

The sword man stood on the bow of the ship in troubled times, his eyes swept towards everyone like lightning.

When everyone heard this, their hearts were condensed for the first time.

Whoosh-

After picking a direction, Taiyi Qingling Boat flew forward, and the Dao Lang in the Troubled Times talked about the Central Holy Land to everyone.

...

The world is as vast as the sea.

Everyone was like an ant driving on the sea, with a slow speed, let alone.

After flying for almost thirty years, Dao Lang finally met a passing monk, asked about the direction and began to turn the bow of the ship.

The direction of flying is the direction of Tianyuan Oasis, which is where the Nansheng Mountain is located, which is still peaceful. Besides, there are big men from Renzu who are in charge, and under normal circumstances, there will be no catastrophe.

...

Keep flying.

The oasis and sea of ​​sand flew under your feet. The journey was so long that some juniors were going crazy.

Of course, there are more monks I meet. Fortunately, the level of Daolang in the middle stage of the troubled times is not low, and it can still shock many people. They fly for more than a hundred years without any accidents.

But obviously it won't be so smooth forever.

...

On this day, passing by the wilderness of an oasis, Dao Lang seemed to notice something, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

Swish!

There was a sudden sound in the sky far ahead, and two figures were already standing in the void, both of whom were smiling evilly in the direction of the Taiyi Qingling Boat.

When my mind moves in troubled times, the pleasure boat stops immediately!

At this stop, the younger generation noticed the abnormality and all looked at each other.

"Who are the two fellow Taoists and what do you mean?"

The Dao Lang in the Troubled Times shouted coldly.

In the void more than ten miles ahead, two monks stood.

One of them was a middle-aged man with a stubborn and strange appearance. He seemed to be covered with lumps of flesh on his face.

He was extremely majestic, wearing black armor, shining with black light, and exuding a strong aura of monsters all over his body. I don’t know what race it was. His realm was like Dao Lang in the Troubled Times, and it was the corresponding mid-stage monster.

The other person also exudes the aura of a monster. The young man looks much more beautiful, handsome and handsome, wearing a flowery dress, like a proud peacock, with a lower realm, and at the beginning of the demon stage.

"What does it matter who we are? I just saw fellow Taoists passing by with a group of juniors, and came over to say hello and get close to each other."

The middle-aged man laughed.

The young man in the flower clothes smiled but said nothing.

"Hello, then what?"

The Dao Lang said in a chaotic world, looking cold.

"Then, I just want to ask you to borrow some fairy jade flowers. We both have no high requirements. You hand over half of the fairy jade you have on you, and I will let you go."

The middle-aged man said again.

It is rare to be so arrogant when robbing the road.
Chapter completed!