An Qing knew that if he could escape, the demons must have been killed.
Thinking that Han Yu, a simple and child-like man, must feel a little uncomfortable because his hands were stained with blood for the first time, so Shan Shan Understandingly, Han Yu didn't ask, but Han Yu didn't want An Qing to know his bloody side, so the two of them were surprisingly harmonious and avoided the topic.
After discovering that Han Yu could enter and exit his own space independently, An Qing asked him to stay in the space.
As a backup, Han Yu had no objection to this request.
Because the demon clan was no longer there and the river had dried up, Anqing successfully passed the place where the river used to be and headed all the way towards her ultimate destination, the Immortal Mansion that had sunk deep into the stone forest sand.
On the way, An Qing met several disciples of the sects, as well as a few scattered cultivators.
Everyone knew that each other was not a good person after surviving to this point.
When everyone met each other, they were all wary of each other.
An Qing pretended to be afraid of being killed and ran towards the stone forest that seemed to them to be very deserted but very strange.
"She is smart enough to know that she shouldn't fight for these immortal grasses and Ganoderma lucidum from us here, otherwise she alone won't be enough for us to kill."
A disciple of the sect looked at the path away and sneered with several fellow disciples.
"What you are talking about is a lone female cultivator."
Leng Aotian wore a modest smile and strolled up to a few people without disturbing anyone.
The sudden voice made them startled.
"Who are you and when did you come here?"
Several people looked at Leng Aotian in horror, grabbed their magic weapons, looked at him warily, and yelled.
"You just need to answer my questions.
Why is there so much nonsense?"
Leng Aotian looked at the person who questioned him and frowned slightly.
As he spoke, the sword in his hand had already pierced the other person's chest, and he Not even his expression changed.
"Where are you guys?
Tell me."
Leng Aotian pulled out his long sword, and a stream of blood spurted out and fell to the ground, with a pungent fishy smell.
A flash of fear flashed in the eyes of the remaining people, and they huddled together. .
"Yes, there is a lone female cultivator.
She went to the stone forest and sandy area over there alone."
Several people were silent for a moment, and then they replied in a deep voice.
The meaning couldn't be more obvious.
You need to know, we have already told you. , you go quickly "Masters come from the same sect, but you don't know how to protect each other.
For the sake of your own life, you don't care about the friendship of the sect.
People like you are probably useless.
You might as well go down and be companions with your fellow sects.
There are also immortal grass and Ganoderma lucidum.
What can she do?
I can appreciate it."
Leng Aotian nodded, walked a few steps forward with a smile, then whispered something as if talking to himself, turned to look at the few people who had just been relieved, and waved the long sword in his hand. , but wiped the necks of all the remaining people The stone forest and sandy land is the most mysterious place among the secret realms of mountain travel.
It is also a place that cannot be entered or exited.
She would be so stupid to enter such a place.
Leng Aotian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, remained silent for a moment, and walked towards the path An Qing walked.
The stone forest sandy land is very quiet.
Because of its reputation for many years, no one has dared to enter.
An Qing walked alone on the road with only sand and stones, and could only hear the rustling sound under his feet.
Going deeper into the hinterland, there were more and more sand and gravel, and the air was getting hotter and hotter.
After walking for a long time, Anqing actually felt that her walking was dragging, because the rustling sound of her walking became heavier and heavier, and her steps became slower and slower. , I haven’t moved a step for a long time. tgt ttrgt: