With a crash, countless people and horses landed on the ground, but no sound was made the whole time.
There was only a flash of light, and everyone appeared on the ground, naturally forming a huge military formation.
The eyes are full of murderous aura and majesty!
The elite level of this team, even just seeing this, already made Ye Xiao sweat on his vest!
Ye Xiao is a person who knows the military. When he was in Hanyang Continent, he commanded the three armies to gallop on the battlefield, and even killed generals and captured flags, making a big splash. However, Ye Xiao asked himself, if he simply commanded the troops, he might not be able to lead them.
Soldiers appeared like an army in front of me.
Although in terms of morale, it is much inferior to his father Ye Nantian's Undefeated Lion's Zhenbei Army, and not as good as his father-in-law Su Dingguo's Huayang Army, or Lan Langlang's father, General Lan's Zhennan Army, and Wen's Zhennan Army.
The Blue Wind Legion with the Sword Sing is still considered a first-class military formation. After all, the mainstream of Tianwaitian is the monks. It is absolutely impossible for the military formation to be as good as Hanyang Continent, which does not rely on personal strength.
The degree of transfer!
But even what is happening in front of me is already appalling.
There are more than 10,000 people, and their minimum cultivation level is above the sixth level of the Divine Origin Realm!
Such a team, such discipline, is so elite that it is unbelievable!
The purple-robed old man glanced at Ye Xiao. Ye Xiao hurriedly lowered his head, portraying a timid and fearful man in the world. Obviously, someone's actor-level strength has not declined, even if there is no other actor partner Han
Playing with ice and snow, he can still perform and portray with great depth.
"Martial Ling Kuang!" the purple-robed old man shouted.
The big man from earlier immediately strode over and said, "I'm here!"
"Who are those people?"
"Perhaps...a passer-by?..." The voice was extremely uncertain.
"Maybe?! Is that how you answered me?! How dare you come and report to me the answer that you are not sure about?! You are so promising!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man in purple robe: "Too!
Go down and carry out the execution, give me ten lashes, a small punishment but a big warning!"
Without saying a word, the burly man was dragged far away by several people, and then the sound of cracking whips was heard.
Ye Xiao's heart suddenly shook.
Because he judged the quality of the whip by the sound of the whip used for execution, and he happened to have the material himself.
It is the black dragon skin that I just obtained before!
When a whip made of dragon skin is used on a person, it will not only cause pain to the skin and flesh, but also the soul, consciousness and mind will be whipped at the same time. The taste is definitely not easy to bear...
Just to inflict such punishment for a vague reward! The purple-robed old man's strictness in running the army was almost cruel. But all the sergeants had expressionless eyes and expressionless faces.
It seems that such a scene has become commonplace, and it is not surprising at all. This is a normal attitude!
"Go over and ask!"
The old man in purple robe didn't even raise his eyelids, just pointed.
A man in yellow robe immediately left the team, came to Ye Xiao in a few steps, and asked with an expressionless expression——
"What is your name?"
"Where is the person?"
"Who are these to you?"
"Why are you here?"
"make life difficult for?"
"Why not take a detour?"
"What's the purpose of staying here?"
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These repeated questions were condescending and did not give Ye Xiao any time to think. However, Ye Xiao answered the questions one by one with trepidation, his face gradually turned pale, and he seemed to be frightened out of his wits by the other party's high profile.
In Ye Xiao's answer, Young Master Ye successfully transformed into a wandering cultivator. He took his wife and two younger sisters with him and wanted to go to the famous Life and Death Hall in Chaos City to seek medical treatment...
As for the person to seek medical treatment, his wife was seriously ill, and there was nothing the doctor could do. The Hall of Life and Death was also the last chance of survival. But when he got here, he unexpectedly found that Wu Miashan Mountain was blocking the only way; if he took a detour,
We need to go back the same way, go in another direction, cross the sea, go up from the other side, and then rush on again. If we take such a detour, the journey will be almost a million miles, which is simply unrealistic, so now we are at our wits' end...
In short, the situation is miserable and desolate, unable to advance or retreat, and in a dilemma of life and death. It makes the listeners sad and sheds tears!
The man in yellow robe turned his sharp eyes like an eagle and looked at Xuan Bing: "Are you his wife? Are you sick? What kind of disease? I have some medical skills, let me take a look, maybe there will be a change!"
Ye Xiao has already acted to such an extent, but he still refuses to believe it and is very cautious.
"I..." Xuan Bing had just said a word, but the man in yellow robe had already grabbed his wrist, and a burst of spiritual power immediately invaded.
Xuan Bing bit his lip, as if he wanted to struggle, but because the man in yellow robe was too strong, he didn't dare to act rashly, and he kept his anger on his face.
The man in yellow robe's spiritual power quickly circled around the Xuanbing meridians, and found that the Xuanbing meridians were intermittent, and many places were on the verge of being broken. A big hole was broken in his Dantian, and his vitality had also been exhausted.
Nearly dry...
Such a serious injury, not to mention the man in yellow robe, even the famous doctors in the world are unable to save the life, and there is nothing they can do!
Xuan Bing's experience is so rich. His current cultivation level is already at the peak of the Saint Yuan Realm, and he is only a layer of window paper away from the Immortal Realm. He is far above the yellow-robed man, and he has the advantage of mental arithmetic and unintentional calculations. He wants to hide it.
It's so easy to pass him, which is unreasonable.
"Well, that's it." The man in yellow robe frowned and let go of Xuan Bing.
Ye Xiao stood aside and asked anxiously: "This lord must already know about my wife's condition? Please tell me and give me a way to save her life, please lord..."
The man in yellow robe said impatiently: "I'm not a doctor. How do I know your wife's condition and how to treat her?"
He snorted and turned around.
Ye Xiao's anxious shout came from behind: "Sir, didn't you say that you are proficient in medical skills? Why don't you give a diagnosis or tell me why? You...why are you like this..."
The man in purple robe who was waiting for the report over there was highly skilled in cultivation. Naturally, he would not miss Ye Xiao's shout, and his expression became even more unhappy.
The man in yellow robe hurriedly came over and replied: "Sir, these four people are...the names are...the reason is...the disease is serious, the Dantian is broken; the vitality is dried up; the meridians are broken, they can barely maintain..."
"To sum up, what this person said should be the truth. As for what happens next, please tell me." The man in yellow robe bowed and said.
"Um."
The man in purple robe said calmly: "Since they are the ones in trouble, don't make it difficult for them. Just ask them to step aside and don't delay the movement of the army. Tell them that they can leave from here when we break through the foggy mountain."
Yes, it is their chance that they can meet us here, and there is no need to ruin their lives."
"Yes, adults are still kind."
The man in yellow robe turned around again and smiled at Ye: "You are lucky, our army is here just to break through the obstruction of Mist Mountain. You should stay far away; don't get in the way here.
, after we break through the fog miasma in this mountain, the road ahead will naturally be clear, and you can immediately drive in to find that immortal doctor!"
"Thank you, sir. Thank you so much..." Ye Xiao bowed and thanked her again and again, with tears streaming down his face.
While thanking each other continuously, holding Xuan Bing in one hand and holding Yueshuang Yuehan in the other, the four of them were like frightened little rabbits, walking towards the edge of the distant woods, but their figures were completely obscured by the dense woods in a moment.
The purple-robed old man seemed to have his eyes lowered, but in fact the light in his eyes was always paying attention to what was going on around Ye Xiao.
The consciousness followed Ye Xiao and the four of them all the way to the depths of the woods, and began to set up tents quickly. Then he regained his attention, and finally felt relieved: It turned out that it was just a coincidence, and it was not the other people from the Emperor of Heaven...
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Thinking of this, he finally felt relieved. The old man in purple robe waved his hand: "Send someone in to investigate and determine the environment and atmosphere of this mountain!"
The man in yellow robe waved his hand and shouted: "One hundred people from the yellow team came out and went in to investigate the environment."
A group of yellow-robed men walked out quietly, and with a crashing sound, their entire bodies were covered from head to toe with a layer of strange-looking armor, even their eyes were covered.
After putting it on, he pressed it somewhere on his body, and then the strange armor suddenly emitted a dim light, lingering around him.
Then, without saying a word, the leader took the lead and took the first step; then the one hundred people behind him walked neatly towards the thick fog as if they were one body!
In the blink of an eye, the team of one hundred people had all disappeared into the thick fog.
Deep in the dense forest, Yueshuang blinked and said, "Brother, do you think their armor can withstand the poisonous mist?"
Ye Xiao looked confused: "It should be possible, no, it must be possible, your sister-in-law's life depends entirely on these soldiers!"
But he put his palms up on his chest and shook them towards Yueshuang. The two women understood immediately.
cannot.
Ye Xiao asked himself what he knew about this. The scales on the silver-scaled golden-crowned snake are now almost as good as the dragon scales. However, even if they are so strong, they only take a short time to be corroded after entering.
Everything is broken, and this does not take into account the anti-toxicity of the Silver Scale Golden Crown Snake itself. The toxicity of the poisonous fog in Wumiasma Mountain can be seen clearly.
As for the team of 100 people who went into the mountain to investigate, although the armor on their bodies looked very comprehensive, very magical, and they could be considered well prepared, they still may not be able to withstand the corrosion of the poisonous mist of the mountain. There is another layer, the extent of their entry.
, they must go deeper than the Silver Scaled Golden Crown Snake. Although their speed is fast, they are definitely not going all out.
After taking these factors together, as long as these people go into the thick fog, they will never have a chance to come out again!
Absolutely not!
Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, a long roar suddenly sounded from the depths of the thick fog, full of despair and tragedy: "The miasma is strangely poisonous, and the armor is not enough to resist! General, be careful! Brothers, be careful!"
By the last few words, the voice had become weaker.
Obviously the person who spoke out can no longer support it.
After this brutal roar, there was no more movement inside.
Only the thick fog is still thick and calm.
However, when everyone looked at the calm mist, they subconsciously felt a chill in their hearts.
One hundred people.
This hundred-man team was not an ordinary soldier, but a hundred high-level cultivators with considerable strength. They rushed into the thick fog, and in the end they only shouted out this warning. The tyranny of this mountain's poisonous fog was shocking.
Terrible and chilling!
The face of the purple-robed old man also became ugly. He stared at the Misty Mountain for a long time, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Ziwu!"
A capable young man who had been standing behind him stood up in one step.
"Put on your armor, and use your spiritual power to form a second line of defense inside. Go in as quickly as possible to check the situation. Don't linger too long, and don't rush to try the intensity of the poisonous mist. Come out immediately after entering!" the purple-robed old man said slowly.
It is advisable to teach on a gentle ground.
"Yes, sir."
The young man named Ziwu quickly took off his outer robe and put on the same armor as the previous hundred people. He walked step by step in front of the thick fog and suddenly took a deep breath of cold air.
Immediately, Ziwu's whole body turned into a ray of light, a ray of lightning, and rushed into the thick fog.
"Saint Level 4." Ye Xiao thought in his heart.
It seemed that only a short breath had passed, and the lightning flashed again. Ziwu, who had just rushed in, rushed out again. Puyi escaped from the poisonous mist, and his whole body rolled on the ground...
As far as the eye can see, all the armor on this man's body has been corroded to the point where very little is left. There are countless spots that have been corroded on his body and face. Although this man stayed in the poisonous mist for a short time,
The erosion damage suffered has spread all over the body, so he was rolling on the ground as soon as he came out. On the one hand, he was in unbearable pain, and on the other hand, he hoped to use the underground soil to wipe away the erosion injuries on his body...
The purple-robed old man stepped forward, pressed his hands, and forcibly stopped the man from rolling. He raised his toes and kicked Ziwu's body into the air. Then there was a flash of light, and a knife flashed continuously...
…
In the same blink of an eye, hundreds of blood clots were cut off from Ziwu's body.
Those places were all corroded. The old man in purple robe had excellent eyesight and his sword skills were extremely stable and accurate. All the places on Ziwu's body that showed wounds due to corrosion were all cut open to the flesh.
It had to be clean, and in some places, even the bones had been cut out ruthlessly.
Blood splattered.
All the dug-out flesh and blood only stayed on the ground for a moment, and then turned into pus.
Seeing that there were no corrosive wounds on Ziwu's body, the old man put the knife away and stuffed a whole bottle of pills into his mouth.
Every wound on the body was quickly covered with wound medicine.
After another long time, Na Ziwu finally stopped twitching and opened his eyes, but he was still sweating profusely in pain.
"Sir, inside..." Ziwu said with a pale face: "The corrosive poison of the poisonous mist in this mountain is far beyond imagination. The moment the subordinates entered, the self-protection of the armor was broken, leaving almost no room for resistance.
The protective spiritual power of my subordinates did not have much effect, but it was corroded and broken... The hundred people who entered before, about a hundred feet further ahead, have all turned into bones, and no one was spared..."
After barely finishing the last sentence, he fainted immediately.