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The wind was howling, and the snow was flying.

The sky and the earth were utterly cold. In addition to a wave of winter chill, there was also an indescribably gloomy, vaguely eerie gloom.

Sirius Pass, the dividing point between Zhongzhou and the northwest, stood here. Looking forward, there was a white glow. I don't know how long the heavy snow has been. It was dense, desolate and magnificent.

The sky was groggy, and it was getting late.

Under the howling of the wind, it became much more gloomy and cold.

Seven full days!

It took seven days to reach this northwest checkpoint from the Meteorite Realm.

Qi Yun opened the panel and looked around, revealing his thoughts.

The lottery column on the panel remains unchanged.

In addition to the one day lost in the Meteorite Realm, it was already a full eight days!

Eight days have passed, and the lottery is still not available.

Tomorrow is the ninth day, I wonder if it can be changed?

"My son, it's getting late, let's find a place to rest in front of you!"

No one said.

Qi Yun's divine consciousness spread thousands of miles, surging under the heavy snow, and soon found many villages, but these villages have long been broken down, the corpses are horizontal, the walls collapsed, and the ground is covered with dark meat and blood, filled with blood. .

"Sure enough, it's the same as the rumors."

Qi Yun whispered.

The Northwest evils have caused a lot of deaths among ordinary people.

Within a thousand miles, dozens of damaged villages appeared.

None of the dead were whole bodies, fragmentary, as if they had been eaten by wild animals.

Suddenly, Qi Yun's expression moved, and he found a peculiar place within the scope of his divine consciousness.

This is a small town.

A torch was lit inside, the figure shook, and there were many living people.

All of them are mysterious abilities, and they are actually at least earth-level masters.

The three religions are nine streams, the miasma, all the strong from all walks of life, gathered together, obviously all came from other places.

His divine consciousness swept across quickly, and it was clear in his heart.

It seems that these people are also invited, ready to go to Tibetan Corpse Mountain.

Otherwise, no one would dare to approach this northwestern region.

"There is a small town ahead, go, go and see!"

Qi Yun said.

A group of people behind him nodded one after another and stepped outside.

After a few hours, the sky was completely dark.

The high-altitude clouds shrouded, and the heavy snow was still flying.

At night, the northwest was even colder, and the Yin Qi inside was even more bitter. Even the Bloodhand Butchers could not help but feel uneasy and look behind them from time to time.

"Strange, I always feel that someone is following us behind me, do you feel it?"

The Bloodhand Butcher whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense, if someone really follows us, the son will definitely know!"

The ancestor of the gods said.

In fact, he felt something abnormal in the darkness behind him, but at this moment he could only forcefully calm down, anyway, the son should be here, nothing should happen.

A huge town appeared in sight.

The gusty wind whizzed and pierced the ears.

A tavern in the middle of the town is surrounded by an earthen wall, with torches shining in it, and many people are making noise.

In order to be courageous to each other, these strong men of different origins specially chose this small town and camped together. At this moment, they took out the spirits, pushed their cups, and drank freely.

Qi Yun's footsteps suddenly stopped, frowned, and looked forward.

There was no Tianma Master, Yin Wuxie, a Guoyin Master, and others around him, their pupils shrinking, and they were shocked.

Outside the tavern, there was a little girl wearing a red jacket, who seemed to be more than half a meter tall, with two croissants, her back facing them, her eyes seemed to be looking towards the tavern.

"Yin Qi!"

Master Yin Wuxie whispered solemnly.

He walks the Yin Road all the year round, and the most sensitive thing is Yin Qi.

Is this little girl a human?

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, bursts of weird laughter came, clear and sweet, echoing in my mind.

The little girl turned her head slowly, revealing a half-corroded face, with white maggots wriggling, terrifying, her left eyeball had already slipped from her eye socket, and only one nerve was still hanging.

At this moment, the eyeball was on the rotten face, and it turned, with a trace of weird light, looking towards Qi Yun and the others.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the little girl ran directly into the tavern and disappeared instantly.

Qi Yun frowned, his divine consciousness burst out instantly, covering the tavern.

A strong yin air enveloped the entire tavern, wispy, permeating every corner.

However, the little girl seemed to be missing, no trace.

He suddenly sneered.

"Life and death!"

The ring on his right hand was already jumping slightly, and a layer of unspeakable yin force fluctuations flashed by.

The little girl can hide from his sense of consciousness, but she can't hide from the ghost king.

The ghost king is known as one of the five great evil spirits in the ancient times.

"Go, go in and find a place to rest!"

Qi Yun said.

A group of people nodded one after another.

Pushing the door and entering, a group of people suddenly felt inward and looked back.

I saw a group of burly, unusually majestic figures walking in, all of them about two meters away, except for the one in the front who did not wear a mask, and the other five people around him were all wearing bronze masks, all mysterious and unpredictable. All kinds of clothes are unfathomable in terms of breath.

Especially the person in front, who was nearly two meters tall, did not have a trace of the power of God, which was especially weird.

All the people in the yard suddenly looked over.

They looked at each other, and soon a few people greeted him, and their eyes scanned Qi Yun's body.

One of the unusually ugly one-eyed men suddenly became surprised and lost his voice: "You...you are the leader of the Tongtian Sect? Are you from the Tongtian Sect?"

He recognized Qi Yun at once.

After all, people with this abnormal height are extremely rare in the entire continent, not to mention that Qi Yun is still a big man, which will attract more attention.

Therefore, for Qi Yun's face, all the forces have basically paid attention to it, and it is not a big deal to recognize it at a glance.

Qi Yun smiled slightly and said, "Yes, it's right here. I wonder if I can stay overnight?"

The few people in front of them looked at each other and took a deep breath.

One of them smiled and said: "If the leader wants to live in, it is natural. We are all from different forces. The reason why we are together is just to be safe. Now the more people, the better, the teacher, please !"

He motioned Qi Yun to go inside.

Now that there are so many powerful people in Tongtianjiao, they are naturally extremely welcome.

In addition to this unfathomable Tiantian Sect, there are actually five Heaven-level masters behind him, which is simply unimaginable.

You must know that there are only eight heavenly masters with the total of three different forces.

But a Tongtianjiao already has six people, and if they join, it will definitely be safer.

With a smile on his face, Qi Yun walked towards the front lobby with the five people behind him.

No one of the heavenly mathematicians looked unwavering, and his hands were trapped in his sleeve robes, constantly performing divination and fortune-telling.

The bloodhand butcher and the ancestors of Tiansha were flickering, and they swept towards this tavern and the surrounding rooms.

They just saw the weird little girl running in with their own eyes.

Suddenly there is no sign now, I'm afraid he might make a move at any time in the dark.

"Sect Master, Tongtian Sect is here!"

The ugly one-eyed man before suddenly shouted.

"Tongtianjiao? That Tongtianjiao?"

"Is it the Tongtian Sect of the Meteorite Realm?"

The voice suddenly came to mind in the lobby of the tavern, and dozens of people rushed out from it, fully divided into three forces. After rushing out, all eyes fell on Qi Yun and the others.

Without exception, just like the one-eyed men and others before, they were all surprised secretly.

But soon the leaders of these three forces all smiled strangely, and strode to usher in.

"Unexpectedly, I can meet an expert of Tongtianjiao here, hey, the leader~www.readwn.com~ In Xia San lacking real person, you won't forget me!"

A middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe gave a strange smile and said.

"Master Tongtian, you were so miserable at the beginning. My Withered Bone Demon Sect spent a full 300,000 sacred coins and bought a fake token from you. You won't forget this, right?"

The other old man also looked at Qi Yun with a smile on his face.

Qi Yun suddenly showed different colors in his eyes.

What a coincidence!

Two of the three forces in it have been pitted by him?

What is this?

Is the road to Yuanjia narrow?

Before he could speak, the eyes of the Bloodhand Butcher, the Green Robe Ancestor, and the Demon Xiao Tianwang all showed fierce light in their eyes, and they sensed something was wrong.

Seems to be the enemy?