Little junior sister, she cried in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 59 Trapped
The fog gradually dissipated, revealing the white clouds in the sky, and Lu Qingye flew between the mountains and forests with his sword.

Yaoshan Mountain is located in the southwest corner, the closer it is, the stronger the whistling wind will be, and the howling of wolves and ghosts will make people shudder.

Lu Qingye knew that he was almost reaching the uninhabited land of Fengya.

Even though she now controls the flying sword with her spiritual power and flies very steadily, she can still faintly feel the suction coming from the ground.

As you move forward, the suction becomes stronger and stronger.

In the west of No Man's Wind Cliff is the Mortal Realm that intersects with the Yaozu, in the south is the Fuyu Sect, in the east is the Misty Sect, and in the north are the Spirit Sword Sect and Baiwu Mountain.

From the map, the shortest way is to enter Yaoshan Mountain from the Misty Sect, but the Misty Sect has many formations and barriers, and the monks who pass by will be strictly checked.

After all, it is close to the place of the demon clan, so it is necessary to prevent some demon cultivators from mixing with human cultivators and doing things secretly.

Although there was nothing wrong with her identity, it was still very troublesome after a thorough investigation.

After some planning, it was the best route to pass through the barrier in the west.

The distance is short and there are no obstacles.

But that place is a bit chaotic, so you still have to be careful along the way.

Lu Qingye controlled Feijian and gradually fell.

In the control area of ​​the uninhabited Fengya, Yu Jianfei is extremely easy to be sucked into the wind vortex.

The wind blows up the yellow sand all over the sky, and the original lush greenery has disappeared.

Only a field of yellow sand and gravel and various stones carved into strange shapes by the wind were left.

However, such a scene, at a glance, is quite shocking.

Lu Qingye walked forward slowly, leaning on a staff.

From a distance, one can see a city standing in the sky filled with dust.

If the compass and the map were not wrong, seeing such a scene, Lu Qingye would have thought that there was some kind of illusion.

After half a month of trekking through mountains and rivers, Lu Qingye's exposed skin was still more than one degree darker despite the protection of his spiritual power.

Throat is very dry now.

She found a leeward stone and sat down. She didn't enter the city immediately.

Although it is still under the jurisdiction of human cultivators, we learned from some travel notes that there are also some hidden demons or half-demon.

Lu Qingye took out the water and pills he had prepared in advance from the storage space.

After adjusting his state, he continued to set off towards the city.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound suddenly appeared from the soles of the feet.

Lu Qingye looked down, a gust of wind blew up the yellow sand, exposing the bone underneath.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The sound of wind chimes is floating around, and the flags and rags lying on the ground indicate what happened here.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Lu Qingye's heart.

With a slight effort under his feet, the sand and soil made a different muffled sound.

It stands to reason that the sand quality here should be the same as that of the previous section...

Lu Qingye squatted down and used his staff to throw away the surrounding sand, revealing more bones.

Judging from the clothes on the fallen monks, these people should be caravans or mercenary teams traveling around for adventure.

And the color and feel of the clothes are bright and not soft.

This is enough to prove that these people did not fall for a long time.

As the area cut by the staff became larger and larger, Lu Qingye's expression became more serious.

She couldn't help taking a few steps back, but within a radius of tens of meters, there were almost all corpses in a mess.

His eyes fell on the city half hidden in the wind and sand.

Lu Qingye remembered that in every city, there would be city guards patrolling, and for cities located at the junction, there would only be more city guards patrolling.

With so many corpses at such a short distance from the city, why didn't the Yellow Sand City ignore it?
Can't control it?Or something happened?
Except for the howling wind, it was eerily quiet.

Lu Qingye's intuition told her that she could no longer approach that city.

She immediately turned around without hesitation.

The strong smell of blood made the cultivators' faces look a little ugly. The Dao disciples in the far west couldn't help but look at the formation light that kept flickering in the distance.

As soon as the Yaozong disciples came up, their faces were pale and a little scared, and they looked at Gu Qingchen, whose breathing was a little unsteady.

"Senior Brother Gu, do you think Elder Song and the others can really open the formation?"

The disciples of the five major sects were sitting together at the moment, their eyes looking expectantly into the distance.

Gu Qingchen pursed her lips and nodded firmly.

"The elders are all Nascent Soul cultivators, and among them are formation masters from the Piaomiao Sect and the Fuyu Sect. They can definitely open the trap here. We can't mess up the situation and quickly restore our spiritual power."

Sheng Huai'an glanced at him, he just took over the task recently, Gu Qingchen came earlier than him, so naturally he understands the situation here better.

But based on his many years of experience, this time things are not easy.

If they could break the formation, they might not be trapped for more than half a month.

Sheng Huaian moved to Gu Qingchen's side, looked at the wound on his arm, and said via voice transmission.

"How is your injury?"

Gu Qingchen shook his head.

"It's okay, I've already taken the antidote pill."

"This time, the horror is not just as simple as the monster clan taking the opportunity to pick things up. Judging from the white and green zombies, there may be a shadow of the demon gate. Do you think it is the demon cultivators who joined forces? Where is Moxiu?"

Gu Qingchen breathed out a breath.

"Nowadays everyone is so skeptical, but if we want to get an explanation from the two races of monsters, we have to get out alive first, and the Fuyu Sect has been standing in the southwest for thousands of years, separating the two races of monsters. If there is anything unusual about them, Why didn't Fu Yuzong notice it?"

Sheng Huaian sighed and leaned against the stone wall.

"I hope we are overthinking it. If someone interferes and wants to provoke the demons, it would be fine. If the demons and demons really unite, then... it will be really troublesome."

Gu Qingchen patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't think too much. Things haven't reached that point yet. Maybe there will be a turn for the better. By the way, how are the alchemy disciples doing?"

"Not very optimistic. Although everyone has some savings, some pills need to be paired with fresh spiritual plants. If it continues, the supply of pills may not be available."

The two fell silent again.

"I hope the master master can find out what's wrong as soon as possible..."

They were trapped in this strange formation space, and they couldn't even transmit sound to the outside.

On the other side, Lu Qingye was crawling not far from a puddle. In his sight, a messy tiger demon was lying next to the pool drinking water.

The only remaining eye watched the surroundings vigilantly.

Lu Qingye couldn't help but look at the bone-deep wounds on the tiger demon's body.

There was still blood flowing there, but the blood had turned black and green, and she could smell the stench from it even from a long distance away.

(End of this chapter)