saint of humanity

Chapter 784 Not Kyushu
"What?" Feng Rulie was stunned, but the next moment, the void spirit pattern had completely fallen down, covering everyone in it.

There were faint screams and screams, and the boundless sense of weightlessness permeated the whole body!

If the experience of the teleportation array arranged by Lu Ye himself is like stepping into a bottomless abyss, falling continuously, endlessly.

Then the feeling of teleportation at this moment will be even higher.

Not only does it seem like stepping into a bottomless abyss, but also an invisible force is constantly dragging below, exacerbating the panic that makes people feel hopeless, and the whole person can't help feeling like being rounded from time to time, The illusion of being elongated at times.

In the whole process, it is completely meaningless for Yunhe to be the first and second.

A whole body of spiritual power was almost imprisoned in the body and could not be stimulated, and could only be at the mercy of that invisible force.

What you see in your field of vision is even more bizarre. Time and space blurred the boundaries at this moment.

That is, at the same time as this huge teleportation array covering thousands of miles was launched, a message in Lu Ye's heart exploded inexplicably...

Dazzling light burst out, looking from a distance, it seemed like a big sunset in this mountain range.

Such a change naturally attracted the attention of countless monks.

But in just ten breaths, the light that exploded like a big sun disappeared, and what disappeared together was the rich and pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth that enveloped a thousand miles around.

When waiting for some monks to go to this place to investigate the situation, there were no traces left, and it was a strange talk for a while.

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The dim sun shines on the earth, and the whole world is like a mirror covered with dust, covered with muddy colors.

On the old withered tree, a few bony crows stared down with red eyes.

Suddenly, as if feeling something, the crow flew in shock, and the sound of croaking quickly faded away.

The void suddenly distorted, violent ripples swayed, and as the ripples spread, a figure was vaguely revealed from it.

In just a few breaths of time, the figure grew from nothing, from illusion to reality, and finally completely frozen.

The ripples suddenly subsided, and the figure in mid-air fell down uncontrollably, dancing with hands and feet, and hit the ground heavily, motionless.

Ying Wuji was a little dizzy.

Since embarking on the road of cultivation, he has never encountered such a bizarre thing.

First, I went to the nameless spiritual peak following my induction, and nine people arrived there one after another. Before they could figure out what was going on, a huge teleportation array with the power of mountains and rivers suddenly appeared Come out, and then the formation is activated.

He didn't know how long he had been teleported, and when the teleportation ended, he appeared here.

His spiritual power was so weak that he could hardly move it.

Falling from mid-air, there was no pain as imagined, as if he had hit something soft.

No luck, my heart is full of urgency.

He doesn't know where this is, let alone whether there is any danger here. What he has to do now is to quickly adjust his own spiritual power, so that even if he encounters any danger, he can still have a certain ability to protect himself.

Close your eyes and focus on it, silently practicing the profound arts.

After a while, the scattered spiritual power in the body slowly condensed, and the chaotic perception gradually recovered.

Immediately, Ying Wuji smelled a strong stench, it should be the stench of corpses that have not been treated for many days.

Someone beside me died!

And dead for a while!

Ying Wuji immediately made this judgment, and he didn't panic. As a monk in the Cloud River Realm, he had killed many people with his own hands, so how could he be afraid of the dead?
"Quack, quack..." A shrill bird song came out, and with the fluttering of wings, the black crows that flew away before flew back and landed on the withered tree trunk, overlooking Ying Wuji condescendingly.

The scarlet eyes stared at him tightly with longing expression.

Ying Wuji opened his eyes, saw those skinny black crows, and immediately laughed angrily, didn't these flat-haired beasts think they were going to die, and they were guarding here to prepare a feast?

He is now recovering quickly. Although the teleportation process made his spiritual power slacken and his five senses confused, he was the only one that didn't get hurt.

What's more, even if he couldn't mobilize his spiritual power, it was impossible for these black crows to covet him.

However, some doubts also arose in his heart.

There should be corpses beside me. These beasts have become so thin, why don't they go foraging?
Faintly, he felt that something was not quite right.

After a while, Ying Wuji finally recovered almost, quickly got up from the ground, flicked his fingers, flew into the air with a few bursts of strength, and knocked those black crows down from the tree.

Out of anger, this is the time to look at the environment.

Seeing what he saw, his expression couldn't help but froze.

Because in mid-air, a big cloudy sun hangs high, as if covered with a thick layer of dust, and what it emits is not the kind of dazzling light that can burn the eyes, but more like a candle in the wind.

It's the big day?

Ying Wuji was stunned.

In my impression, the light of the setting sun that is about to set is brighter than this, right?

And judging from the position of the big sun hanging in front of him, it should be at this moment that the sun is rising three poles, and when the sun is fierce, there is no reason for such a scene.

Such a big day made him feel like he was getting old, the dying old man was about to reach the end of his life.

A terrifying thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

When the huge teleportation array suddenly took shape on that unnamed mountain peak, although everyone couldn't help but panic, they were also guessing where the teleportation array would send them to.

Ying Wuji naturally also had a guess. He felt that the teleportation array should teleport everyone to a secret realm. This is also a common way to enter a secret realm, but this time the teleportation array is larger and more powerful.

Since practicing so far, Ying Wuji has also entered and exited many secret realms, but no matter which secret realms have different people and customs from Kyushu, there is only one thing that will not change.

The sun, moon and stars remain unchanged!

Because those secret realms are all under the environment of Kyushu.

The place in front of him seemed to be different from the secret realms he had experienced in the past!
Ying Wuji hastily raised his hand and tapped on his mark on the battlefield, his expression suddenly changed.

The mark on the battlefield... No response!
This is something that has never happened before. The battlefield imprint is a thing that has been traced back to its origin. It can be regarded as a gift from heaven. In Kyushu, no matter whether it is a monk from a sect or a casual cultivator, his whole life of practice is closely related to the battlefield imprint. .

The monks can use the battlefield imprint to check various information about themselves, they can use it to communicate with relatives and friends, and they can even use it to judge a person's life and death from the side.

As long as you are in Kyushu, the battlefield mark will never expire.

Now the battlefield imprint has no response...

The big sun in the sky is so bizarre.

Think about the huge teleportation array covering thousands of miles...

The terrifying thought in my mind gradually became clear.

Although it seems unlikely, but after eliminating all possible options, the last remaining one, no matter how impossible it is, is the truth.

"Here..." Ying Wuji's heart was shaken, his thoughts were extremely chaotic, "Isn't it Kyushu?"

If this is not Kyushu, then where is this place?
He forced himself to calm down, secretly comforting himself, maybe his guess was wrong.

In order to prevent himself from thinking wildly, and at the same time to make sure of the surrounding environment, he hurriedly looked around.

Soon, he determined his location.

A random graveyard.

Broken corpses can be seen everywhere, many corpses are beyond recognition, the corpses are dressed in different clothes, some seem to be rich and powerful businessmen, some seem to be beggars on the street, and some seem to be dressed as practitioners.

The tip of his nose smelled of extremely strong corpse odor. The reason why he didn't feel too much pain when he fell from mid-air just now was not because he was physically strong or his five senses were confused, but because he just hit a corpse.

Looking up, there are eight thousand corpses piled up on this chaotic grave, even for a person like Ying Wuji, his scalp is numb.

What happened here, so many people died.

Also, what about the others?
There are nine people gathered by Tianji, and if he appears here, where are the others?
But after thinking about it, such a huge teleportation array, and the teleportation distance must be very far. It is normal for the teleportation to be here, and it is normal for everyone to disperse.

What is certain is that even if there is a deviation, it will not be too far away. You should be able to find traces of other people near you.

You have to join them quickly, and you can't care about Haotianmeng and Wanmo Ridge at this moment.

If things are really as he speculated, then the situation is not so bad. Only by breaking the barriers of camps and sincere cooperation can there be a way out.

Thinking this way in his heart, Ying Wuji mobilized his spiritual power and wanted to fly up.

However, right here, I suddenly felt a cold touch from my ankle, and then I was tightly bound!
Ying Wuji looked down subconsciously, and saw a hand full of rotten flesh tightly clutching his ankle, and beside him was a dead man's head staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

Looking at each other, Ying Wuji's hair stood on end, he felt like he had fallen into the ice cellar.

"Roar!" The dead head suddenly opened its mouth, and when it roared, strong corpse aura spewed out, Ying Wuji didn't notice it for a moment, and was covered by the head and face.

He instinctively made a move, and the scimitar fell, beheading the dead man's head.

The figure floated and then retreated, still in shock.

Suddenly there was a rustling movement in the peaceful chaotic graveyard. The dead bodies that lay here for an unknown period of time seemed to come back to life. They all stared at him, and each stood up. The dead bodies were filled with a strong corpse aura.

Even more mutilated corpses slowly approached him only by crawling with their hands.

"Ah!" Even though Ying Wuji had seen many storms and had a calm mind, he couldn't help exclaiming in shock at this moment.

The resurrection of the dead, not to mention that he has never heard of this kind of thing, he quickly flew up to stay away from this strange place.

(End of this chapter)