The golden-winged Kunpeng passed through the Wu Geng void, tearing apart layers of void. Its wings were thousands of miles long.
Its speed can be said to be fleeting, and it has already flown from one end of the void to the other.
Monk Huijue had no time to resist.
With a "boom" sound, the pair of sharp claws passed through the Buddha statue, and then the golden-winged Kunpeng disappeared into the void and disappeared into Xu Zimo's second palace grid.
Xu Zimo looked up and saw that the Buddha statue of Monk Huijue was cracking and cracking.
Finally it was completely broken.
"The donor is very kind," Monk Huijue said sadly as he bowed to Xu Zimo.
He knew that the Kunpeng just now could have killed him directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black ocean above Monk Huijue's head, the sea of suffering of all living beings, was shattered with a wave of his right hand.
Finally it turned into a rain of blood and fell down.
The blood rain mixed with the heavy rain falling above, dyeing the entire jungle blood red.
"Let's all go, let's go," Xu Zimo waved his hand slightly.
"Don't disturb my privacy."
Monk Huijue was silent for a while. Finally, he wanted to say something but still couldn't say it.
Then he was pulled away by Taoist Yueshan.
The heavy rain in the sky seemed to be getting heavier. Xu Zimo was lying under the big tree, leaning slightly against the tree, closing his eyes and squinting.
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A carriage came galloping in the distance, and the sound of horse hooves was very chaotic and noisy.
Under the cover of heavy rain, the carriage was surrounded by more than a dozen fierce horses, with a soldier wearing armor sitting on each horse.
The old man driving the car was dressed in a green robe, and his eyes were like those of an eagle, hazy and gray.
"It smells of blood," the old man suddenly whispered.
Everyone tensed up and quickly stopped the carriage.
"There was a war here," the old man looked around and finally said calmly.
"Look around and make sure there is nothing wrong before leaving."
"Uncle Cheng," at this moment, a woman's voice was heard from inside the carriage.
"Miss, please give me your instructions," the old man replied quickly.
"Would it be a waste of time to stop? After all, there are still people chasing us," the woman said worriedly.
"Don't worry, miss, it's safe for us to enter the Youlong Mountain Range."
The old man smiled and said: "The mountains extend in all directions, and it is difficult to follow them in all directions, especially since the heavy rain buried everything."
"That's good," the woman in the carriage responded, and then slowly opened the curtain in front of the carriage.
There were two people sitting inside. The woman on the left looked like a maid.
The woman on the right is wearing a green rose dress and has long hair like blue silk.
His face is a little thin, and the black hair at the end of his hair is wrapped around his ears, seemingly stuck to the right side of his face due to sweat.
It looks like it has a unique flavor.
"Miss, please stay in the carriage first, it's raining outside," the old man said quickly.
"It's okay, Xiaolian and I came out to get some air," the woman smiled and shook her head.
Maid Xiaolian's body was covered with a layer of blue aura, which blocked almost all the rainwater.
But the green-flowered woman didn't take any protective measures at all and just let the rain drip on her body.
"Miss, you," Xiaolian hesitated with some worry.
"It's okay, I quite like rainy days," the woman smiled and shook her head.
While the two were talking, they heard the exclamation of a guard not far away.
"Manager Cheng, there is someone here."
Everyone hurried over in search of the sound, only to see a young man lying under a big tree. The rain falling heavily around him did not touch his body at all.
"What's going on with this person?" Xiaolian asked with some confusion.
"There was a big war here before, and I think it has something to do with this person," Uncle Cheng said solemnly.
"Let's not mind our own business and leave as soon as possible."
"But what if we leave him alone and he dies here?" The Qingluo woman frowned slightly.
Said: "I don't know whether he is dead or alive now."
A guard nearby wanted to step forward to test Xu Zimo's breathing, but before he could reach him, he saw Xu Zimo slowly opening his eyes.
"It's raining heavily, why are there still people here?" Xu Zimo said curiously.
"Who are you?" the guard next to him asked warily.
"Just a traveler," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
He looked up at the carriage behind him and asked, "Where are you going? Can you give me a ride?"
"Sorry, it's inconvenient," Uncle Cheng said warily.
"Poor man, the heavy rain is heavy, and I have to cross the Youlong Mountains alone. There are many dangers along the way," Xu Zimo stood up and sighed.
The Qingluo woman next to her was silent for a while, and finally raised her head and said, "Young master, if you don't mind, you can follow our motorcade.
It just so happens that we are going to the Kyushu Region."
"Miss, you," Uncle Cheng next to him said with some doubts.
"It's fate that we met each other when we were away from home. If you can help, please help," the Qingluo woman said with a smile.
"But we don't know his origin, so it's very dangerous," Uncle Cheng said calmly.
"A person as handsome as me must be a good person," Xu Zimo smiled.
"If you are not afraid of death, come here." Uncle Cheng glanced at Xu Zimo coldly, then walked towards the carriage with his sleeves rolled up.
"Give him a horse," the Qingluo woman said to the guard next to her.
"No need, I have a mount," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
With a move of his right hand, the Dark Sky Tiger bolted out of the Najie and stopped beside Xu Zimo.
The moment Dark Sky Tiger came out, all the surrounding horses were frightened and struggled uneasily to break free of their reins.
It wasn't until Dark Sky Tiger roared angrily that the horses calmed down.
"You, you," a guard next to him looked at Dark Sky Tiger and stuttered for a long time, speechless.
The old man on the carriage had his eyes slightly focused. After staring for a long time, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Just lead the way," Xu Zimo said with a chuckle.
The terrain of Youlong Mountain Range is still unfamiliar to Xu Zimo. Crossing the entire mountain range to reach the Kyushu Territory, Xu Zimo is also afraid that he will take the wrong path.
Now that I'm following this team, I don't have any worries anymore.
Moreover, among the people in this team, Xu Zimo took a look and found that the strongest one was the old man named Cheng Bo, who was only at the Zunmai realm.
Not even the Dark Sky Tiger can be defeated.
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The heavy rain did not stop and slow down, and it was still falling in series of heavy downpours.
Everyone walked on the wet ground and walked out of the jungle. More than a dozen paths appeared in front of them.
The paths lead in all directions. Only a few guards were seen to identify the direction, and the carriage moved forward again towards the path to the north.
