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Chapter six hundred and fortieth far way back

Standing on the ruins of Baishi City, Liu Qinghuan seemed to hear the shouts of death and various screams brought by the sea breeze. The Xiuxian City that was bustling with people under the sun had been wiped out in the cruel war, and its prosperity and

The bustle is gone, and all that remains are the mottled ruins and the eternity of time.

Even the remote White Rock City suffered such a devastating blow, which shows how heavy the entire Sao Feng Continent suffered in this war.

Liu Qinghuan felt desolate in his heart and sighed softly: "Oh, it's not like my homeland has been ruined like this. The Yin Yue Blood Realm..."

The gray donkey beside him brayed, as if asking him where to go next.

Turning his head to look at the endless sea, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Across countless interfaces, even if you are already in the Sao Feng Continent, it is impossible to rush back to Yunmengze by yourself. The two continents are separated by an extremely vast ocean and are extremely far away.

Of course, he could choose to fly to Dongya Island first. I believe it would be much easier to go back there. But the long time required is something he can't afford now.

Another option is to find the cross-continental teleportation circle that Yunzheng participated in establishing.

Yun Zheng once mentioned that Sao Feng Continent established a total of three cross-continental teleportation formations in those years. The largest one was located in the largest immortal cultivation city in Izumo Prefecture, Chunchun City. It was the most known to the world, but in the Sao Feng Continent cultivation world

It was already destroyed when they were forced to evacuate.

The other two were smaller. One was inside the Wangchen Sect, the head of the sect at that time, and the other was built by the Si Feng Sect, which was engaged in business between the mainland and had strong financial resources, and spent a lot of money to secretly ask Yun Zheng to help build it.

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Naturally, there is no need to visit the one in Quechun City. The one in Wangchen Sect is also very likely to have been destroyed, but the one in Sifengmen is rarely known and its location is also very hidden. There is a high possibility that it is still there.

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Liu Qinghuan found the place in a remote corner of Damochuan on the map and called the gray donkey back on the road.

The floating boat moved very fast when activated at full power. Under the concealment circle, the boat slid almost invisible over the ruins of Baishi City and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The mountains and rivers here are broken and the earth is desolate. How can one word describe the misery?

Liu Qinghuan sat at the window and looked down, silent and speechless, once again deeply realizing the horror and cruelty of the sealing war.

What's strange is that the place we passed was completely deserted. Not to mention the monks from Sao Feng Continent, not even a single person from the Yin Yue Blood Realm was seen.

Just as he was wondering, he saw a group of people appearing in the barren mountains below. There were about a dozen people, all of whom were dusty, and the leader was a late-stage Jindan monk.

Liu Qinghuan only thought for a moment and then released the hidden state of the floating boat.

Then a group of low-level monks suddenly discovered that there was a light blue streamlined airship in the sky, and it was in front of them in a blink of an eye, blocking their way!

It was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. The leader of the Jindan cultivator shouted nervously: "Form up! Defend!"

Others were still a little confused about the situation, but years of war had made their bodies accustomed to obeying orders, and they quickly ran and formed a defensive formation.

When Liu Qinghuan walked out of the flying boat, he was greeted by a group of people who looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. He pointed out the golden elixir monk, coughed slightly, and said lightly in the language of Yun Mengze that he had not used for a long time: "You are Xiao Xiao?"

A monk from Feng Continent?"

The Golden Core cultivator saw that his face was not from the Yin Yue Blood Realm, and he felt slightly relieved, but he still did not put down his guard, although he also knew that against high-level monks, no matter how vigilant they were, it would be useless.

After hesitating for a moment, the Golden Core cultivator waved his hand decisively, causing everyone else to put down their magic weapons, and then he respectfully raised his hands and said: "Reporting to senior, junior Zhang Quan, behind me are my junior brothers, nephews, etc. from the same sect. We are all Izumo.

The disciples of Chengshan Mountain in the west of Zhouzhou have shocked your distinguished master, please forgive me!"

"Xicheng Mountain?" Liu Qinghuan didn't remember the origin of this sect. It was probably a small sect that was established not long ago, so he asked again: "Where are you going?"

Zhang Quan saw that the other party's breath was clear and his attitude was gentle. He did not look like a murderous person. The fear in his eyes receded a little and he said vaguely: "Junior and others are rushing to Quechun City to meet the elders of the master's sect over there."

He raised his head and asked carefully: "Senior, where are you from?"

I asked stammeringly, for fear that I might offend the other person by mistake.

Liu Qinghuan smiled lightly, knowing that if he did not eliminate these people's suspicions, he would not be able to find out anything by just asking, so he took out the identity token of the Wenshi Sect and stepped off the floating boat step by step.

"I am a monk from the Yunmeng Zewenshi sect. You don't have to be afraid. I just want to ask you some questions."

When the low-level monks heard this, they became agitated and stretched their necks to see the token in his hand.

"Ah, it seems to be true!"

"He is really a senior of the Wenshi sect, great!"

"It scared me to death. I thought they were people from the Yin Yue Blood Realm."

"Bah! Those alien monkeys were all driven to Gangfeng Prefecture by us..."

Zhang Quan glared at the people behind him and finally made them shut up: "Young disciples are shameless, please forgive me, senior!"

His mind finally relaxed after seeing the token. Wenshi Sect is one of the four major sects in Yunmengze. It has always been at the forefront in the war against the Yin Yue Blood Realm, and its reputation has spread throughout the entire interface.

"Senior, whatever you want to ask, as long as this junior knows, I will tell you everything!"

Liu Qinghuan nodded: "Then let's talk about the situation in recent years. Did you guys push back the Yin Yue Blood Realm to Gang Feng State? Have the other parts of Sao Feng Continent been taken back?"

Zhang Quan glanced at him strangely, but did not dare to ask any more questions. After thinking for a while, he replied: "Yes, the Yin Yue Blood Realm is now plagued by demons and ghosts, and the situation has greatly benefited our relationship. Because Xiao Feng

The space passage on the mainland connects to the Dark Moon Realm where the opponent's ghost gate is located, so we, the Sao Feng Immortal Realm, took advantage of the situation to take back the lost ground, and under the leadership of Taoist Wen Dao, we finally drove the opponent to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed: "I heard..."

"Yes, yes." There was obvious respect on Zhang Quan's face: "I heard that Dao Zun's magic power is so great that he once killed one of the opponent's transformed gods with one strike, and beat the other transformed god to flee! That's a big deal

Monk, he was killed without even escaping, hahaha!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and even the low-level monks couldn't help but gathered around him, talking about Wen Dao's glorious achievements one by one.

Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised, but also felt that it was natural. There was probably no second person in the world who understood the true power of Wen Dao better than him, because they both practiced the "Zuo Forgetting Sutra".

"I understand." He stopped everyone's chattering: "Now let's talk about the current situation in the Eastern Wasteland and Yunmengze."

It was Zhang Quan who answered: "Junior received the battle report a few days ago and heard that the Yin Yue Blood Realm has placed its main force in the Eastern Wasteland, so the fight there is fierce now. As for Yun Mengze, it seems that he is counterattacking the opponent.

The interface has gone, and the juniors don’t know much about the specific details.”

Liu Qinghuan pondered, the Eastern Wasteland is connected to the Shuoyue Realm, which is the only independent continent in the Yin-Moon Blood Realm and is probably the place least affected by ghost disasters.

As for Zhang Quan and others, their cultivation levels are not high and they are outside the great influence of Yunmengze, so that's probably all they know.

He stopped continuing this topic and asked, "Do you know the fastest way to get to Yunmengze from Sao Feng?"

Doubts flashed in Zhang Quan's eyes, but he did not dare to ask further: "Senior, are you going back to Yunmengze? You can go to Qingqiu Valley, where a new cross-continental teleportation circle has been built, and you can directly reach the Liwen Shi Sect.

Jiuxiao City is very close."

"Qingqiu Valley?" Liu Qinghuan searched his memory and said, "I remember that it seems to be the residence of Zhenjun Penghua?"

"Yes." Zhang Quan said: "The Qingqiu Valley of True Lord Penghua is located in a secluded location, easy to defend and difficult to attack. When they wanted to counterattack back to Xiaofeng Continent, those major repairmen built the cross-continental magic circle there."


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