Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1386: Strange movement at the foot of the mountain, monster blocking the way
  The next day, Zhang Yan informed Taibai and the others about this matter.

Taibai was the first to be displeased, "Humph, I also wanted to say that I should go and teach that bastard a lesson, hey."

"Tianzun, I'm afraid it's very dangerous to go to Qiunaishan. Taking Miss Shangguan with me, Tianzun may be tired."

"Yes, this invitation is also weird, why is it the same person?"

Bundy stamped his feet in anger.

"Okay, you don't need to say anything. I have made up my mind. I will entrust this business alliance to you for the time being."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he stood up, and Shangguan Yan had already been put into the special mustard space by him.

After bidding farewell to everyone, Zhang Yan quickly headed towards Qiunai Mountain.

Due to the long distance, it would take at least four or five days to get to Qiunai Mountain, so Zhang Yan's speed was not too slow.

……

After heading north for more than three days, Zhang Yan had basically reached the upper realm where Qiunai Mountain was located, the Great World of Juntian.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Zhang Yan slowed down and put on the clothes of local farmers.

Going north, Zhang Yan discovered that although this so-called Juntian world was an upper realm, wars continued and people were displaced.

The major immortal sects are also attacking each other, and tribes are cannibalizing each other. It is even more chaotic than the prehistoric world.

What made him quite embarrassed was that originally he just wanted to change into inconspicuous clothes and march to Qiunaishan. However, along the way, he had been caught in many temporary labor teams.

However, after all, these labor teams were created by ordinary people, and it is easy to escape.

It wasn't until he met a labor team heading to Qiunaishan that he didn't leave in a hurry.

After traveling for another day, Qiunaishan was no more than two hundred miles away from them.

That night, they camped beside a large river called the Crescent River. At the right time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, the stars were hidden, the trees were covering all around, the wind was blowing hard, and the bonfire that had just been lit was blown out by the wind.

"What kind of bad weather is this?"

A guard with a crescent blade cursed quietly and was about to light a fire, but the strong wind immediately blew out the fire.

Seeing this, the guard was obviously a little flustered.

Then, before he could react, there was a strange roar in front of him, and a heart-rending scream, which was shocking!

"Damn it, did you encounter some mountain spirit?"

The guard worked hard and asked Zhang Yan, a laborer, to walk in front and form a wall of flesh, while he hid at the back.

"Stand still. If anything unusual happens, report it immediately!"

The guards seem to be used to this way of employing people and don't feel any guilt at all.

At this time, more and more wailing sounds came from the front.

"Master Jun, the people in front seem to be retreating!"

"Yes, yes! Let's go!"

"If you don't leave, I'm afraid I'll be trampled into a pulp!"

The workers were all so frightened that their legs were shaking, but at this moment, several practitioners rose into the air and immediately offered their magic weapons!
  A large area became translucent under their magic weapon.

Everyone looked around and saw hundreds of corpses scattered across the place where the camp was supposed to be.

Most of these corpses were in pieces, with their limbs scattered and scattered, and their bones turned outwards. They looked extremely scary!
  (End of this chapter)