In the autumn of the twenty-fifth year of the Apocalypse, the Hulu Valley on the north-south border was a wasteland.
As soon as Xie Changyuan arrived here, he knew that there had been no rain in this place for at least half a year. The land was dry and cracked, the riverbed was withered, and even the weeds all over the mountains and fields were turning yellow.
This place is the natural entrance to the north and south boundaries of the Changsheng Continent, and it can also be regarded as the only entrance.
Because the dynasties between the north and the south never invade each other, and the cultivators usually fly to heaven and escape to the earth, this is enough for ordinary people to walk on.
Xie Changyuan first checked whether anything on his body was lost during the transmission process. After confirming that it was correct, he searched back and forth in Hulu Valley.
The gryphon beast of the Twelve Divine Palaces has the head of a hawk and the body of a lion. It is a raptor that can fight in the sky and on land. Although its body is mostly like a lion, its habits are closer to those of birds. There is no organ in the body to store feces.
So I poop during the flight.
Xie Changyuan now doesn't know whether the people from the Twelve Divine Palaces and his sister Chang Ling have passed through Calabash Valley, so he can only search for traces nearby.
Ordinary bird droppings are difficult to find, but griffon droppings are definitely not difficult. After all, a griffon is two feet long. With such a huge body, it naturally excretes a lot of feces. With Xie Changyuan's eyesight, he wants to find it here.
It is not difficult to find a puddle of white feces splashed from high altitude in the yellow wasteland.
No, not long after, he saw a puddle of white stuff on the ground in the distance. When he got closer, he saw that it was indeed a big puddle of bird droppings.
Xie Changyuan covered his nose, obviously this thing smelled bad, and then he judged the direction of its flight by the direction of the splash, and then chased it along the way.
He is tall and has very long legs. He runs with all his strength and his speed is definitely no less than that of a tiger in the forest.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Xie Changyuan's legs and feet were very fast, and the distance between each step was extremely large. He was like a black lightning that traveled through the withered mountains and plains. Every step would cause the earth to shake. When the half of the giant sword behind him collided with him, it would make a sound of gold and iron clashing.
Fortunately, Xie Changyuan's initial judgment was correct. Soon he ran dozens of miles away and saw another puddle of griffon feces, but the color was different.
"It seems that there are at least two gryphons. One gryphon can carry five people, plus a long spirit, up to three, plus ten people." Xie Changyuan made a judgment.
Judging from the freshness of the feces, it must have been the past two days that they had climbed into the sky above the Hulu Valley. Xie Changyuan did not waste any time and immediately continued to chase them. However, the speed under his feet was much faster, with sparks and lightning all the way.
He entered Calabash Valley, where there was a line of sky and a road criss-crossing the north and south. He could only go forward or turn back.
Xie Changyuan was extremely fast and immediately passed through the Calabash Valley without incident. The moment he rushed out of the valley, it meant that he had entered the southern boundary.
There was no difference between this place and the other side, except that Xie Changyuan's eyes narrowed and he saw something right in front of him.
A two-foot-long gryphon beast with the head of a griffin and the body of a griffin was dead. It was lying on its back on a broken tree with all four limbs. It had obviously fallen to death from a high altitude. There were several earthen bags around it.
Xie Changyuan rushed over to check and found that there were marks of slashes on the back and wings of the griffon, and there was also a broken cage that had been twisted and deformed, and the things originally locked inside had escaped.
He sniffed and smelled a familiar smell.
"Chang Ling..." Xie Changyuan silently recited his sister's name.
He dug up a few earthbags nearby and dug out several corpses. These people all had oriental appearances. When they died, their facial features were distorted and their expressions were extremely frightening, as if they had seen something terrible.
They also had obvious contusions from swords and axes, and they were dead before they fell, and their deaths were miserable.
It can be judged from the cloaks on these people that they are people from the Twelve Divine Palaces, but they are not from the west. They should be disciples of the Immortal Family Sect in the south, but they have taken refuge in the Twelve Divine Palaces.
Xie Changyuan was not in the mood to bury it back for them, so he simply put it back in the original pit, cleared the surrounding weeds and burned it on fire to avoid causing a plague.
After dealing with these, he continued to chase forward. He chased for a full day and night. He found that after leaving the Calabash Valley, the water vapor in the air had increased significantly, and the surrounding forest leaves began to turn green, getting closer and closer to the south.
Already.
The next day, Xie Changyuan didn't sleep all night. As he continued to rush on the road, he found signs of human activity gradually appearing in front of the road.
The forest here is dense, but there is a road cut by humans, and there are small bloody footprints under the broken branches and fallen leaves.
Xie Changyuan pondered for a moment, and a picture gradually appeared in his mind, that is, Xie Changling was walking in front with bare feet and a dazed expression, letting the people from the shrine follow not far behind, but they did not dare to get close.
As for the reason why they didn't dare to get close, it was probably because of the death of the gryphon in front of them. Xie Changling also had an ulterior secret.
Xie Changyuan continued to chase.
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In the dense forest, a woman covered in injuries was walking aimlessly.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dull, her feet were bare, her skin was a little dark, and she was babbling so loudly that no one could understand what she was saying.
I saw that she was sometimes demented, sometimes jumping up and down, moody, and the wounds on her body were bleeding, but she did not notice any pain, and just walked around here and there.
Not far behind her, a group of people followed her quietly. They were all from the Twelve Divine Palaces.
The leader was a man with pale skin, blue face and a high nose. I don't know if he was born so white or was frightened by the scene not long ago.
He gave a few instructions to the shrine disciples around him, and several people immediately left the team, quickly went around to the front, and lay down on the trees to prepare.
They had been following silently for two days, observing the barefoot girl in front of them all the time, and found that the woman was always in a very unstable state, crying and laughing.
However, their mission this time was to bring her back to the shrine, and following her like this was not an option, so they planned to control this woman.
They discussed for a long time and believed that something terrible would happen if the woman lost consciousness or was stimulated, so what they needed to do now was to capture her and stabilize her emotions at the same time.
Methods for dealing with ordinary people are useless against madmen. The blue-faced man with a tall nose thought about it for a long time and flipped through a manual before he found a way.
Two griffins were on standby not far away, and soon the people ambush in the tree were ready. With a command, several flying hoops with ropes shot out from their hands, instantly locking the girl's limbs and neck.
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"Ah!" The girl struggled desperately, looking panicked.
Upon seeing this, the blue-eyed man immediately jumped out, took out a small wooden stick from his arms, and muttered something.
"Baba Lala..."
No one could understand what he was talking about. They could only see him holding a wooden stick with three fingers and what he said must be a spell.
"call!"
He chanted a spell, and a circle of blue fluorescence gradually appeared on the front of the wooden stick. The blue-eyed man looked at it firmly, pointed the wooden stick forward in his hand, and a ray of blue light shot out from the wooden stick and directly entered the girl's head.
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For a moment, the girl calmed down. Although she did not lose consciousness, her hands and feet no longer fluttered, and the sounds in her mouth became as thin as a mosquito.
"It's done!" Everyone was overjoyed.
All the people from the shrine rushed out, less than eight people in total. A few died on the way, but the loss was not too great.
With a proud smile on his face, the blue-eyed man asked his men to put the girl down.
"Haha!" the blue-eyed man laughed.
Immediately, he stepped on the girl's face and used the sole of his shoe to ravage her face. This scene frightened the men around him, but when they saw that the girl had no reaction, they immediately felt relaxed.
Just when they were about to tie up the girl, a tall figure fell from the sky and landed beside them.
Before they could react, the figure drew out the broken sword from behind at an extremely fast speed, splitting everyone in half with three strikes, five divided by two, and as for the blue-eyed man, he was given an extra sword and split into three pieces.
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Under the night, Xie Changyuan's eyes were sharp and his expression was solemn. He killed all the people. He lowered his head and picked up Xie Changling. The murderous look in his eyes gradually faded away and was replaced by guilt.