Whoosh!

The sword light flashed.

Feiyan, who was passing by in front of him, was immediately cut down by the sword light.

After fluttering for a few times, Feiyan finally rolled to the ground, and died after blood flowed on the ground.

The broken sword is sheathed.

Chuanying, who casually covered half of his face with a white veil, pursed his lips, picked up the Feiyan that fell on the ground, picked it up, pinched the wound on the Feiyan, and pushed it into his mouth while it was in the air.

Squeezing hard, letting all the little bits of blood fall into his mouth.

"..."

Chuan Ying smacked his lips, and his eyes were filled with sighs.

After passing the Kunlun Sect and his party, he met with the current leader of the Kunlun Sect and asked some questions. He then started to go west along the same road as before. Unfortunately, Chuanying was still young after all. When he stepped into this desert,

The young man finally ushered in the saddest day in his life.

After all, he has never been here before.

At the moment, Chuanying is just following the route that Fairy Chi Lian once took to the west again.

After quenching his thirst with the blood of the flying swallow, he licked his dry lips with his tongue. Chuanying covered his forehead with one hand and looked towards the west against the dazzling sunshine and hot wind. It was an endless expanse.

of desert.

At a glance, there is no trace of green, only the rolling yellow sand, and the sand dunes of different heights, without any human habitation.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chuanying smacked his lips in confusion, thinking to himself, is this a place where people have passed?

It's hard to imagine how ordinary people step into this vast yellow sand.

You must know that in the Western Region, although it is adjacent to the desert and the environment itself is not very good, to stay intact in this desert requires at least a camel and other preparations, especially water.

But even so, even ordinary people will die in the vast desert without the guidance of acquaintances or without enough experience.

Even if you are a top expert, you probably won't be able to persist for too long, especially when faced with a sandstorm in the desert.

At this moment, Chuanying is faced with such a problem.

As a native of the Central Plains, I rarely set foot in the Western Regions.

Especially when he was still a fledgling person.

Smart for a while and confused for a while.

This is the current situation of Chuanying. The best mount on the way westward is not a horse, but a camel. At this time, a horse is a complete burden.

Looking at the endless yellow sand in front of him, Chuanying felt a hint of regret in his heart.

At this moment, it's okay to meet just one person.

Ordinary people can't do it, but horse thieves can do it too.

None of these things exist, just a ghost is totally fine!

Now Chuanying didn't feel that he would be wary, or disgusted. He swallowed hard. Unfortunately, his mouth was still dry. At this time, Chuanying didn't even dare to speak, in order to maintain his strength and moisture.

Look back.

Not far behind him, lying on the ground, was a dead horse.

That was his mount, which died of thirst here.

Looking away, Chuanying felt puzzled. How did she and her sisters and disciples in the rumors walk through this vast desert? After thinking about it, Chuanying felt that the reason was that she was too young and had no experience in the world.

Although people are smart, rivers and lakes are just rivers and lakes.

Only when a fledgling person finally suffers a loss can he be regarded as a person in the world.

But you also need to receive lessons and gain experience. If you go too far once, you will have no choice but to collect your bones and bury yourself in the world.

"no!"

"I must persevere and get out of this desert!"

"I still want to find her and him. Ask why!"

He cheered himself up hard. At this moment, even if Chuanying had good skills and skills, he could only accept defeat when facing this vast nature. Unfortunately, Chuanying could no longer hold on.

Perhaps due to Chuanying's prayers, the blue sky finally gave this fledgling boy hope.

Jingle bell bell…

The sweet sound of bells blew into Chuanying's ears along the hot wind.

Surprised, I turned my head and looked towards the source of the sound. I saw a group of white figures slowly appearing on the sand dunes not far away, and a group of camels along a straight line.

Slowly, people are getting closer and closer.

Only then did Chuanying completely see the image of the visitor.

Wearing a white shirt, it is covered with strange patterns. It looks like burning flames, and the clothes are even connected with a white hood. At this time, these people are male and female, and each of them has a different face.

Covered by a white hood. In addition, there is a scimitar hanging on everyone's waist.

Those crisp and melodious bells sound come from the ornaments hanging around these people’s waists.

A group of small gold or silver bells.

Men are gold, women are silver.

These strangely dressed people were carrying camels and walking towards the direction of Chuanying step by step.

After all, Chuanying couldn't help but feel dizzy because of the strong support he had endured for the past few days, and he fell onto the sand.

"Huh?"

"There is a beautiful boy here!"

"Save!"

"This is the first good thing my Ming Cult has done since returning to Bright Summit!"

Vaguely, before falling into coma, Chuanying heard such a conversation. From the corner of his eye, what he saw was the hood blown open by the hot wind, revealing two delicate and pretty faces.

at the same time.

After being hunted down by the leader of the Yingui sect, Li Gong, only two disciples of the Fan monks were left. They finally escaped back with the Eighth Master, and were attracted by the Mongolian forces. In the end, Li Gong saw what was going on.

Only then did he give up on continuing.

For Li Gong, killing most of the incoming monks not only relieved the depression in his heart, but also gave gifts to his future disciples. Why not?

So, the people from the Yingui sect left in style.

On the Mongolian side, the person who came to help was none other than the female disciple of Mongolia's Eighth Master Ba - Bai Lianjue, who was good at the Young Girl Wuxiang Dharma.

Although Bai Lianjue is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she has already mastered this kung fu to her own level at such a young age. Therefore, among the disciples of the Eighth Master, Bai Lianjue is extremely prestigious. When you see

After the eighth master, Shiba, fell into a state of suspended animation, Bai Lianjue immediately signaled to his fellow disciples who were coming, and at the same time, he killed dozens of Mongolian soldiers who came with him in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, she imitated her master's handwriting and wrote a letter and asked the flying eagle to take it to the Mongolian Khan Kublai Khan. Then she temporarily disappeared with her master and several other disciples.

Bai Lianjue is very aware of his master's situation in Mongolia.

Although he was recommended by the former national master Jinlun Dharma King, the internal strife in Mongolia was also very fierce. Compared with the Eighth Master Ba, the power was actually the smallest. The Demon Sect Meng Chixing could be said to be the emperor's master, and he personally protected Kublai Khan.

Si Hanfei was the younger brother of Kublai Khan. The relationship was even more different.

Among the three great masters in Mongolia, only Ba Shiba is actually a sect of his own.

Now that I have been traumatized and pushed into a state of nirvana, I will naturally be affected.

This has to be done for safety reasons.

This matter did not end here, but it ended briefly.

Yue Yuan, the Taoist master who beat the Eight Masters into such a state, did not even know about this. At this moment, he was facing a group of monks at Shaoshi Mountain, and everyone was looking at each other.

Yue Yuan and his apprentice, the little girl, had two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, staring directly at the Shaolin Invincible Hand.

As for destroying Shaolin at this moment, it is not in Yue Yuan's mind.

There are two or three Shaolin kittens at the moment, and they are not satisfying to kill at all. Besides, the war is approaching, and temples and Taoist temples are precisely a place where people can survive. These two reasons alone are enough to dispel Yue Yuan's so-called

The thought of destroying the Buddha.

No matter what kind of ruler he is, he must give face to religion.

Especially people who become more ignorant and cruel, believe in gods and Buddhas more and more.

Wrong time!

The situation is not right!

His eyes fell on the monks who were staring at him, no matter how much they hated him or the Taoist priests. Yue Yuan was determined to block this.

Because he wanted the story in front of him to develop as it should. He Zudao, the three sages of Kunlun, killed Jue Yuan and let his yang energy clash and burn himself to death. He pulled Zhang Junbao to the Taoist sect. No one knew what Yue Yuan had in mind.

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To be continued...