Technology changes the life of cultivators

Yan Lao's body flickered, and the cloth strip was taken back: "Huh? Is the workmanship so rough?"

Zhuo Ling'er exclaimed in surprise: "This is nettle fabric, only residents of Baishi Town or other remote towns wear this, our tribe all wear leather armor! Oh, oh, the clothes under my leather armor are fairy nettle Woven, they are of the same kind!"

There was a burst of light in Du Yuniang's eyes, and she couldn't help exchanging glances with Yan Lao: "Ling'er, this is what the miners wear, isn't it?"

Zhuo Ling'er nodded, worried to death, did the patriarch and the others run out?

Old Yan warned solemnly: "Yue Niang, the target is not far away. We can't go straight. There is someone's interception point in front, and I don't know how many ambushes are waiting for us!"

Zhuo Ling'er was so blessed that she tugged at Du Yueniang's sleeve and hurriedly said: "Sister Yue, you can go south or north to avoid the target! It's not easy for you to know the exact location? Since there are miners escaping here, why not If they appeared on our way, they must have been intercepted here. They had to flee south and north to have a chance of survival! I don’t believe that all the miners were killed. At least my brother Jianling is still alive .”

Of course not all of them will be killed.This is all robust labor, wouldn't it be better to take it back?

And with so many miners running together, your Beast Sect and Sky Splitting Sword Sect have to wipe out the remnants of the Five Elements Sect.

How can there be so much combat power to capture all the mine roads back?

"Come on, let's make a detour to the north!"

Du Yueniang quickly decided: "As long as you find a surviving miner, you can ask all the news about the Immortal Crystal Mine!"

The ten-member team didn't dare to delay here, and searched northward for five days. They found a lot of traces, but unfortunately they didn't find a single miner.

After some discussion, the team turned and headed west. They couldn't run north all the way out of the Million Mountains, could they?
Once these miners fleeing north reach the periphery, they are basically safe.

How can you catch up with him if he hasn't exerted all his strength to sneak home?
Only the small group of miners who have been hiding in Zhongwei so far, they must be trembling in such a dangerous place, and they can't run very far.

Naturally, the idea was correct, but unforeseen circumstances caused this team to catch up with the rainy season at the turn of spring and summer.

This is what is particularly annoying about the Zhongwei area, which has two rainy seasons a year.

Spring and autumn are a total of six months, and here in Zhongwei, the rainy season takes up half of it.

Chunmei has been around for a full month and a half, so she can't dig a hole to hide from the rain, can she?

Let's go in the rain?Immortal mist and spirit rain permeate every day, and even the sun, moon and stars can't be seen, only the general direction can be remembered.

But it is difficult to calculate how many roads have been walked, because it is always wrong.

It wasn't until one and a half months later that Father Sun blushed apologetically that Du Yueniang's team discovered a terrifying reality.

They seem to be over the top!

Zhuo Ling'er pointed to a pile of dung that was half a person tall in horror: "Yue... Sister Yue, isn't this made by a real fairy?"

The faces of the ten real fairies are all black, what can we eat to last so long?
Can you pull out half a person's poop?
Little girl, can you add a suffix to your words?
True fairy level, desolate beast!

Not our kind of real fairy!

"In this direction, if you travel seven to eight hundred kilometers, there will definitely be a herd of beasts!"

Zhuo Ling'er still pointed forward responsibly: "Do you want to go and have a look?"

Old Yan suddenly wrinkled into a bitter face: "Such a big lump of cake is here, so don't look at it? That guy is either a seventh-rank or an eighth-rank desolate beast! It's a bit scary!"

Du Yueniang comforted: "Old Yan, please work hard! You will come back after confirming from a distance, and we will wait here!"

Reluctantly, the old man moved the flying sword, brushing against the treetops and flying away furtively.

Zhuo Ling'er sat cross-legged on the ground, held the green gemstone ball again, and recited the spell to see if she found anything.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, startling the true immortals who were sitting around for a week!
"Is it him?"

Du Yueniang asked in surprise.

The figure became clearer and clearer, dressed in a tattered white beggar's attire, with a shocked expression on his face.

Very handsome, very young, and very familiar.

Zhuo Ling'er choked with sobs and said, "Brother Jianling, that's him! He must be within a radius of five thousand miles, and he's still alive and well!"

Du Yueniang let out a long breath. After running for so long, two months passed by.

At last it was not in vain.

Find him, take him back, it's all worth it!

"Ah! Run!"

A scream came from afar!
Everyone stood up suddenly, but saw Old Yan Yujian running away, gesturing urgently towards this side.

Smoke and dust billowed behind him, and a large group of desolate beasts were chasing him?

No, it was a big wild boar like a small hill, with spikes all over its body.

Fairy Needle Porcupine!

That's not true fairy level!

Mother's Guagua, with that kind of momentum, that kind of body shape, that's a standard golden fairy-level monster!

"Run!"

Du Yueniang picked up Zhuo Ling'er who was in a daze, screamed and urged the flying sword, and fled eastward desperately.

"Ouch!"

That big monster didn't seem to be good at speed, and couldn't help but get furious after failing to catch up with the little bug that was up and down in front of him for a long time.

I saw it raised its head and groaned, lowered its head and pouted its buttocks, making a big move.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

More than a dozen gold needles with arms thick and thin, more than ten feet long.

No, it was like shooting out golden guns at such a speed as lightning and flint.

"Go down!"

Zhuo Linger, who had been staring at the back, was shocked: "Run on the ground, the attack is coming!"

These true immortal disciples were also clever. When they heard the word attack, they immediately understood that low altitudes were not safe.

One by one, they rolled down towards the ground.

Golden javelins flew past everyone's scalps.

"what!"

Old Yan behind was extremely unlucky. He was directly pierced by three golden guns and turned into a candied haws.

"Old Yan...Old Yan is dead!"

Zhuo Ling'er screamed: "Run, it... it's catching up again!"

How to run?
Originally flying at low altitude, there was barely a chance of escape, but that golden javelin was too frightening.

No one wants to be a candied haws!
Old Yan with such a high cultivation base can't escape?
What hope do we have?
But for those who are in despair, at this critical moment of life and death, they still try their best to run forward.

Now I just hate that my legs are too short, and the swing is too small...

Suddenly, Du Yueniang, who was running in the front, kicked Zhuo Ling'er in the air!

Oops!

How could there be a trap here?

It's over, where are there hunters to dig traps in this ghostly place where golden fairies haunt?
This must have been arranged by a more cunning and powerful golden fairy-level desolate beast!
The eight real immortals in the back didn't have time to brake, and fell into the big black hole right behind.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"