Fishtail Ridge is less than twenty miles southwest of Xifeng City. With the cultivation level of Ye Xiaochuan and others, this distance can be reached almost instantly.
Yuwei Ridge, which is more than ten meters in radius, is bare, with almost no trace of life.
Several low mountains and rolling hills nearby have become barren.
The ground was strewn with rotting corpses and decomposed skeletons.
The entire Yuwei Ridge was enveloped in a thick stench.
The dancing will-o'-the-wisps covered the entire mountain range.
It is hard to imagine that this hell-like scene is actually at the foot of the mountain of Cangyun Sect, the largest sect of righteousness.
Ye Xiaochuan looked at the fresh soil on the ground, the rotting corpses stained with soil, and several deep ravines.
Obviously, there was a fight not long ago.
Judging from the fresh soil exposed from the ravines created by the sword energy, as well as the body parts that were pulled out from under the soil by the powerful force, this battle definitely did not last more than twelve hours.
Feeling the terrifying Yin Qi gathering around him, Ye Xiaochuan's face darkened. "How could this happen? Why is the Yin Qi here...so heavy! But it was almost invisible on the outside. Not long ago, There was obviously a fight between masters, and there were so many strong people around, so why didn't anyone notice?
Sleep?"
Muttering to himself.
The old storyteller grabbed a handful of dirt filled with the stench of rotting flesh, smelled it in front of his nose, and then looked around.
He said: "Surrounding this mountain range, experts have set up extremely mysterious barriers and restrictions. This is already a small space. Even if it is dark, it will be difficult for the monks close at hand to detect anything strange."
When Ye Xiaochuan heard this, his expression changed slightly.
"Could it be that Xiaoyou was here last night..."
"It is very possible to create such a large barrier at the foot of Cangyun Mountain and arrange a spirit gathering formation under the soil. No one except Yu Jizi can do it.
Damn it, I have been tracking this place from Hanyang City for nearly half a month, but I didn’t find that Yujizi had set up such an evil array outside the city!"
The face of the old storyteller was full of self-blame.
At the same time, I was also very upset.
He thought that after Yu Jizi killed nearly a million people in Hanyang City and caused such a big sensation, he would definitely not dare to do anything against the moth again. Even if Yu Jizi wanted to continue absorbing blood and soul, he would definitely reach out further. .
He didn't expect Yu Jizi to be so crazy.
This is the foot of Cangyun. Surrounding Yuwei Ridge, there are at least 300,000 monks from various sects gathered in the world. The nearest stronghold is only a few meters away from Yuwei Ridge.
How dare he!
Isn't he afraid of being discovered by the monks?
"Xiaoyou's disappearance seems to be really related to Yu Jizi."
Ye Xiaochuan's expression gradually calmed down.
Now he no longer worries about Yun Qiyou's life safety.
Yu Jizi is crazy, not stupid.
If anyone else discovers his secret of absorbing the evil spirit here, Yu Jizi will definitely kill people and silence them without any scruples, and devour their souls.
However, Yun Qiyou's identity is different.
Ye Xiaochuan believed that Yu Jizi had seen through his entire plan. He saw that he and Li Xuanyin could no longer stop him.
But Yu Jizi will never sit still and wait for death.
He was left with only one last option.
Hug the evil god's thigh.
Therefore, Yu Jizi will never kill Yun Qiyou.
At this moment, Princess Tianyin also landed on this mountain. She saw clearly the bones and corrosion all around her, and smelled the sticky rotten stench in her nose. The face of this aloof princess suddenly turned pale.
Then he bent over and started vomiting.
When she was vomiting, she saw maggots crawling on the rotting human corpses at her feet, which made her vomit even more violently.
She couldn't imagine how Ye Xiaochuan and the fat old man could remain so calm and composed in the face of such a terrifying scene.
Ye Xiaochuan looked back at Tianyin who was in a very bad condition.
He spoke slowly: "Tianyin, this is not the place you should be. You should leave first."
The stubborn Princess Tianyin originally thought that she would be fine if she vomited a few times.
However, she really couldn't bear the rotten stench.
He nodded slightly to Ye Xiaochuan and flew towards the east.
Ye Xiaochuan and the old storyteller did not leave.
The two of them understood each other tacitly, and slowly moved their eyes to scan the surroundings.
"Young man Ye, be careful! Yu Jizi may be hiding somewhere! This is not outside the Cangyun Mountains. If we, the grandfather and grandson, join forces, there is no way we can be Yu Jizi's opponent."
Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly.
He seemed to have thought of something, and with a thought, he took out a wooden sword from the empty bracelet.
Two years ago in Yizhuang, Tianshui City, Ye Xiaochuan fought against Yu Jizi.
In addition to the restraining effect of Princess Tianyin's sound waves, he found that the wooden sword he brought out from the Samsara Peak cave seemed to be able to withstand the erosion of the God-Slaying Demon Sword.
It must have taken a lot of time and effort to arrange the jade machine here, and it is unlikely to be abandoned easily.
It's possible he's here.
With his spiritual consciousness open, Ye Xiaochuan did not feel the fluctuation of Yu Jizi's aura except for the thousands of ghosts and ghosts trapped in the barrier.
He looked at the old storyteller and whispered: "Grandpa, can you feel his existence?"
The old storyteller shook his head slightly.
So, Ye Xiaochuan said slowly: "Xiaoguang, Xiaohei, it's time for you two to work." Xiaoguang from the Sea of Souls grinned and said: "My handsome and mighty little master, break the barrier and split the space. Opening chaos is my old profession. Tracking the whereabouts of a place with such terrifying evil spirits. A master who practices the art of the netherworld must rely on
Brother Hei."
Xiaohei said: "Xiaoguang, just say this to you, I won't hit you for three days."
"Thank you, Brother Hei!"
Suddenly, a jet-black light separated from Ye Xiaochuan's body.
That light was really dark, and there seemed to be no other light except black.
The black light was like twisted black satin, dancing slowly in the air.
Wherever it passed, even the stars and moonlight were absorbed by it.
When the old storyteller saw this scene, his old face changed.
He squinted his eyes and stared at the black light strip.
"Boy, this aura...could it be darkness...the spirit of darkness?"
Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly.
The old storyteller didn't say anything else. He didn't seem surprised that the spirit of darkness would appear on Ye Xiaochuan.
Since Ye Xiaochuan got the Nether Spring Pagoda left by the Wood God, he naturally also got the dark essence of the weapon spirit in the Nether Spring Pagoda.
It only took Xiao Hei a moment to land at the bottom of a hill. "This Yin Qi is the heaviest and should be the core of the entire barrier. But there is no one here. Through the subtle traces left in the air, it can be seen that the other party has just left
It will definitely not take more than half an hour, and it should be three people."
