Ye Xiaochuan is no longer used to traveling with cultivators below the Xumi realm.
The main difference is in speed. Now Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation level is too high, and he cultivates the law of wind, and the speed blessing of the demon wings. Even the top masters in the realm of immortality will have a hard time matching him in speed.
Comparable, only the strong who have reached the Sumeru realm can compete with
The speed of Kameye Ogawa.
Yuan Shaoqin's cultivation level is not low, but what he cultivates is not the law of wind.
Ten years ago when the human alliance came together, Yuan Shaoqin and Ye Xiaochuan were still on par with each other, but now there is a gap that is difficult to bridge between Yuan Shaoqin and Ye Xiaochuan.
The two people turned into two streams of light, cut through the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The speed had reached nearly two thousand miles an hour.
This is already the fastest speed Yuan Shaoqin can travel long distances.
But for Ye Xiaochuan, this speed is far from reaching his ultimate speed.
Not only did he not use all his strength, he didn't even open the demon's wings.
Yuan Shaoqin knew that he had tried his best, but seeing Ye Xiaochuan still looking calm and composed, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
Yes, I am not as good as Ye Xiaochuan, so it is no wonder that Wan Yan Wu Tears would fall in love with someone else.
During the rush, the two didn't communicate much.
They set off from Mount Xumi at noon, and at dusk they had already left Yumen Pass.
As the general manager of the march in North Liaoning Province, Zhan Ying's whereabouts are absolutely confidential, but Ye Xiaochuan knows Zhan Ying's every move.
I know that Zhan Ying is currently stationed at Yuanbao Mountain at the southern foot of Changbai Mountain.
After calculating the distance, there are still several thousand miles. They have been flying for three hours continuously. Ye Xiaochuan is not tired, but Yuan Shaoqin is already very tired.
Flying at low speed does not consume much spiritual energy, but flying at high speed consumes a lot of spiritual energy.
During the flight, the cultivator needs to hold up an energy protection barrier to resist the air resistance during flight.
The faster the speed, the stronger the protective barrier around the body must be.
Ye Xiaochuan didn't want to see Yuan Shaoqin fight with him for the sake of face, so he went out of Yumen Pass for about 1,500 miles. When he saw that the sky was completely dark, Ye Xiaochuan suggested.
"Brother Yuan, we have been flying for several hours. It is getting late. Let's go down and rest."
Yuan Shaoqin also knew that Ye Xiaochuan was thinking about himself.
He was also a free and easy man. He chuckled and said, "It's true that a hero comes from a young age. Yuan is dozens of years older than brother Ye. He also calls himself a hero, but he is far inferior to brother Ye. I'm really ashamed. I'm extremely ashamed."
Ye Xiaochuan pretended not to understand Yuan Shaoqin's words and took the lead in flying downwards.
Yuan Shaoqin had no choice but to keep up with him.
The two landed on a high slope near a village. The people in the village had already moved away before the heavenly army arrived. Only some old, weak, sick and disabled people could not leave, and they had already become the dead souls of the heavenly soldiers.
The climate in the heaven is relatively hot and there is almost no winter, so the warriors in the heaven are not used to the cold of the human world.
Especially the northern Liaoning region is particularly cold.
The Tianjie North Road army did not wreak havoc on the cities and villages in northern Liaoning like previous catastrophes. After they occupied these places, they used them as a foothold for the winter. Now the human armed forces in northern Liaoning are basically concentrated in Beishui
Near the river and Changbai Mountain, the Tianjie Legion was living very comfortably. Until a few days ago, in order to cooperate with the great victory in Southern Xinjiang, Zhan Ying dispatched the Feiyu Legion in Northern Xinjiang. Relying on the gunpowder in his hands, he fought against
The Tianjie Legion was entrenched in some important towns in northern Liaoning and carried out surgical air strikes.
This allowed the Heavenly Legion to take precautions.
However, defense is limited to big cities like Fengtian.
The Celestial Legion stationed in a small village like this should eat and sleep. They know very well that human air cavalry will never waste black powder and attack such a small village with no strategic significance.
Not long after night fell, there were still fires in the village, and the shouts of the soldiers from heaven could even be heard.
Standing on the high slope, looking at the village below, Ye Xiaochuan and Yuan Shaoqin both had slightly solemn expressions.
Yuan Shaoqin said: "Now most of the entire northern Liaoning area has completely fallen into the hands of the Celestial Legion, and the area where human soldiers are currently active has been compressed to the vicinity of Changbai Mountain.
The Liaobei Plain is one of the largest and most important granaries in the world, and now it falls into the hands of the enemy, which is very detrimental to the future of the world."
Ye Xiaochuan nodded slightly and said, "It is foreseeable that the world will be extremely short of food in the future. Fortunately, the court has made a lot of preparations in the past ten years. I think it will be able to survive in the next one or two years."
The two suddenly fell into silence again.
It was already very awkward for the two of them to be together. Just now, Yuan Shaoqin saw the Celestial Warriors stationed in the village below and just found a topic.
Ye Xiaochuan also knew that Yuan Shaoqin didn't really want to discuss the issue of future food in the world with him, so his answer was a bit perfunctory.
The two of them had a tacit understanding.
This made the atmosphere even more awkward.
After about half a cup of tea, Ye Xiaochuan finally said: "Brother Yuan, I will go to the village to get some food. You can meditate here and rest for a while. We will continue on our way in two hours."
Yuan Shaoqin nodded slightly and said: "Then there is Mr. Lao Ye."
Ye Xiaochuan felt that Yuan Shaoqin was too polite. Compared with ten years ago, Yuan Shaoqin today seems to be less casual and free, and has become very restrained.
However, thinking that Yuan Shaoqin was Yuan Xiaolou's biological brother and his brother-in-law, Ye Xiaochuan did not make fun of Yuan Shaoqin.
There were dozens of celestial soldiers stationed in the village, and they were all mortal warriors from the celestial realm. With Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation, it was just a matter of fun to get some food from under their noses.
Ye Xiaochuan was worthy of being a chef. He found the kitchen in the village after looking around a few times.
The Tianjie Army in northern Liaoning is not large in number, but it occupies a vast and fertile land. The result is that Tianjie's North Army, except that it is colder, their life is much better than the West Army.
There was plenty of food, wine and meat.
Ye Xiaochuan put on the hind legs of a silly roe deer, took a few more naan cakes, and returned to the high slope not far away.
In fact, he could have killed dozens of celestial warriors in the village without anyone noticing, but he didn't do that.
As a peerless master in the realm of immortality, those giant warriors and madman warriors are like a group of ants in his eyes.
Will you have trouble with a group of ants under your feet?
Back on the hillside, Yuan Shaoqin was still meditating.
Ye Xiaochuan found a hillside with a small village on his back, built a bonfire, and roasted the hind legs of the silly roe deer on it.
About an hour later, the hind legs were roasted, and Yuan Shaoqin also woke up from meditating. Ye Xiaochuan shook the wine bowl in his hand and said: "Brother Yuan, you woke up just in time, come down and eat."
