Chatper 568 (1/2)

The mountain forest is not quiet, and the roar of the beast can be heard from time to time.

Afterwards, Yang Xuan never used the flame martial arts again when he encountered the wild and ancient beasts that blocked the way.

This thing is strong and strong, but when a fire is thrown out, there is not even a bit of bone residue left.

For Yang Xuan, the flesh and blood of wild ancient beasts is a great supplement, and he has to store it up for emergencies.

After two hours like this, the vitality of heaven and earth has become very thin, and it is difficult to see any elixir in the mountains and forests.

With a glance, Yang Xuan felt as if he had come to a wild and wild mountain.

"Boy, there is a battle a hundred miles ahead, you can go and see it, it will definitely help you understand the world."

At this moment, the purgatory boy said.

"You mean there are humans fighting?" Yang Xuan was surprised and delighted.

"Not only human races, but also a small number of aliens."

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

No matter what race he is, as long as there is someone, it will be easy.

Yang Xuan was afraid that all the major races in the imperial tower would be wiped out, leaving only himself as an outsider.

In addition to being excited, he rushed to the scene of the incident at full speed.

Although the purgatory boy didn't say much, he understood that the place where the battle took place should be outside this mountain range.

...

This morning, outside the Great Wilderness Mountains, in a chaotic stone forest overgrown with weeds, the two sides were fighting fiercely.

In the light of the sky, the screams and screams came one after another, the nearby rocks were flying, bloody corpses could be seen everywhere, and the bloody smell lingered.

There are corpses lying on the ground, two of them are strong and have horns. If they are not cattle people, they are some kind of strange race.

"Back off, all back!"

Suddenly, under the cover of the leader, one of the men and horses quickly retreated, and their movements were neat and uniform, and there was no clutter.

"Stop, let's take a break too."

The other party did not pursue, and everyone stopped in place under the order of the leader.

For a while, the fighting ceased, and the two sides held each other dozens of meters apart.

"Jia Haiyun, we Yunlangu and you Heifengzhai have always kept water from the well, so why are you fighting against us as soon as you come?"

With an angry shout, it was the leader of the retreating party who spoke.

This is a man in blue clothes, about twenty-two or three years old, with a slender build, black hair like a waterfall, and sword eyebrows and star eyes.

Although he is not young, his cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Fate Realm, and his gestures exude a power that far exceeds his peers, and his bearing is extraordinary.

"Ye Feiyang, we Mingren don't speak secretly, and we quickly hand over the dragon scale grass."

A black-clothed man with an unremarkable appearance, whose cultivation base is comparable to the blue-clothed man, spoke with a cold voice.

This person is obviously Jia Haiyun in the mouth of the man in blue, and there is a group of Heifengzhai warriors behind him.

"How do you know we have dragon scale grass!"

Ye Feiyang was startled at first, and then he understood something. He turned around and glanced at a dozen of his companions, and said coldly, "Who is it, get out of here for me."

Dragon Scale Grass was a top-quality elixir that they had finally picked from the depths of the Great Wilderness Mountains a few days ago. If there were no secret agents who secretly tipped off, Jia Haiyun and the others would never have known about it.

"Brother Feiyang, don't look at me, I'm definitely not a traitor."

"Who is it, please stand up quickly."

A group of more than a dozen young warriors from Yunlan Valley looked around, all scanning the people beside them, but no one stood up.

"I count three times. If no one stands up yet, don't blame me for performing Soul Search."

Ye Feiyang's face sank.

The Soul Searching Technique is their unspoken secret in Yunlan Valley. Only the true core personnel can practice it. Once this technique is used, they can detect all the memories of anyone within half a month.

"Brother Feiyang, use the soul search technique, we also want to find out the traitor."

someone shouted.

"Yeah yeah!"

Others also spoke up.

"There is no need to do this, the traitor has already been killed by me."

At this moment, Jia Haiyun's gloomy voice came, and he casually pointed to a male corpse not far away.

"It was this idiot who passed the news to me, and wanted to take refuge in my Heifengzhai on this condition. Unfortunately, in the end, the bamboo basket was empty, and I was slaughtered."

"It turned out to be Zhou Feng."

"I thought something was wrong with this kid for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be him."

"It's good to die, this dog crawling inside and out, we Yun Langu are so kind to him, he actually colluded with foreign enemies and trapped us in injustice."

More than a dozen Yunlan Valley warriors yelled, and everyone's face was full of anger.

Except for the two women, the rest of these people are all young men.