Unfortunately, after waiting for half a month, zero news was hesitant like a rock sinking into the sea.

The next day, Qu Tan'er entered the Western Regions Forest.

I gave Old Man Zhan an address, which was in front of a stone cave that Situ Nan had built himself before. He said that if there was any news, he could send someone to hang a red silk on the branches in front of the stone cave as a mark.

In this way she will rush back as soon as possible.

Qu Tan'er was in the sky, looking at the mountains and dense forests below.

She didn't know how many times she flew through the familiar environment. She had been out for more than a month. I wonder how the city was like? Do you think of her?

Suddenly, Qu Tan'er attracted the distance.

There were several figures of blue light fighting on the ground and then fighting back to the ground in the air. The fight was difficult to resolve and extremely fierce. The Western Regions forests competed for spiritual medicine to seize extraordinary treasures, and fierce fighting was very common. She was not surprised, but she was usually a master in the Lan Xuan position or the Hong Xuan position.

In front of me, there are so many masters in Qingxuan, which is the first time I have seen it.

One day, I will arrive in the waste city, and Qu Tan'er will not be in a hurry.

"Xiao Mengmeng, fly over and take a look." Curiosity is nature, so why don't you look at it if you are lively?

For unnecessary trouble, Qu Tan'er raised her hand and hid her space secret technique and hidden her figures and auras. When she approached, she also slowed down her speed. She picked out the battle area and stopped on the top of the tree that would not be affected. She was condescending, and most of the situation below could be seen clearly.

Below, there is a cold pool, which is not big.

A thin fog rose from the water, no, it was rich spiritual energy.

There was blood everywhere around the pond, and dozens of corpses were lying in a row.

The faction is quite complicated, as if there is more than one faction, and there are hundreds of warriors, and their cultivation is not enough. They are all fighting for... What? Qu Tan'er didn't notice it, and she couldn't help but blink curiously. After careful observation, she still couldn't find out what these people were fighting for. Everyone was jealous of killing people, and screams sounded from time to time.

Slowly, Qu Tan'er discovered it.

Many people want to rush to the same place, but at the same time they are intercepted by the others who want to rush to, and they don’t give in to each other and fight again.

Human lives seem to be worthless here.

Soon, Qu Tan'er noticed that in that direction, there was a corpse of a sixth-level monster lying. There was a huge arrow feather on his body! The corpse of the monster was sank. It was obvious that its death was just a single arrow, and the person who could kill the sixth-level monster with one arrow seemed to be a master Qingxuan. One of the masters Qingxuan who was fighting in the air was indistinguishable. The weapon he used was a special big bow.

Qu Tan'er was confused.

Does a sixth-level monster require so many people to fight?

What a master, is it worth it? It's obviously not worth it. She suddenly felt something strange, so she turned her head in confusion and looked at Xiao Mengmeng, who had her body narrowed down and lying on her shoulders. Seeing that Xiao Mengmeng's expression was not very good, she stared at the crowd below with red eyes and angry. She couldn't help but think of something and patted his little head comfortably.

As a monster, when he saw his fellow tribe being killed, he was born with no favoritism towards humans and was caused by xenophobia.

Anger is also normal.

Time passed another quarter of an hour.

Qu Tan'er looked at the war zone again, and it was almost over.
Chapter completed!