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Volume 3: Human Skin Coat Chapter 480: Going Deep into the Northwest

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    Wind Rift Valley is located at the mouth of a canyon in the south of Xuzhou City. From here, you can see the endless Xuzhou Plain. This pass is the gateway to Xuzhou City. When the Jinting King's tent attacked this place, they really devoured everything.  It was a bitter experience, but it was precisely because of occupying this place that Xuzhou City finally fell under the iron heel of the royal court.  ** There are rugged and steep cliffs on both sides of the valley mouth. Viewed from a height, the valley mouth seems to have been chopped out. There are still mutilated corpses everywhere. A group of crows and wild dogs are tearing at the limbs and pieces of meat.  From time to time he screamed with joy.  A ray of sword light suddenly shot out from the high mouth, like an arrow. The sword pierced a wild dog that was dragging the thigh of the corpse. It suddenly whined and split into two halves.  As if feeling the cold aura filled with murderous intent, wild dogs and crows jumped up and down, and fled in embarrassment like the wind, when two figures stepped out of the air.  "This place is really miserable." A strong man with a big sword on his back looked at the scene in the canyon with a frown, as if he could imagine the tragic battle situation at that time.  "A lot of people died!" The person standing in front of the big man was a young man with a crown of jade, but what was revealed on his face at this time was a fortitude as cold as a sword.  "Second Senior Brother, do you want to go to Xuzhou City to explore again?" The big man stared at the end of the canyon, and the shadow of a majestic city was vaguely visible.  "Uncle Qingxuan, do whatever you are told and don't worry about anything extra!" The young man also looked into the distance and said with a solemn expression.  The strong man curled his lips, as if he didn't care, then looked behind him and said to himself: "I heard from the senior brother that the junior brother is now in control of the Wuque camp, and I don't know if he will come." The young man  His brows furrowed even more tightly, especially after hearing the name of this "junior brother", he seemed to think of something. He didn't say a word for a long time, and then turned around and left.  The strong man glanced at the distance again, murmured a few words that only he could hear, and then quickly followed the young man and flew in the direction he came from.  Not long after the two people left, an inexplicable wind suddenly blew up in the quiet Wind Rift Valley, and a mutilated corpse was seen. The eyelids on the originally blue face suddenly moved.  "Then the corpse slowly opened its eyes while trembling. There seemed to be a vague shadow in the gray pupils, and on the corner of the mouth covered with carrion, a meaningful sneer was outlined.  The northwest is far away and very desolate. But when you look down from a high altitude, you can see the desolate loess and windy sand. When the fields slowly unfold in your field of vision, you can see that it is endless and as vast as the sea.  Slowly descending on a low slope, Xu Lin looked into the distance and felt it for a while. It had been more than a month since he had gone deep into the wilderness of the northwest. However, the journey was uneventful, and unexpectedly there was an alien from the Demon Sect.  I haven't encountered it yet. It's so smooth that it's hard to believe.  Xu Lin knew very well about the Demon Lord's behavior, but judging from the calculations in the Langya Secret Realm, at least at the beginning, every cultivator who entered the Langya Secret Realm would be more or less unable to escape the actual control of the Demon Lord. In this way,  How could a man who is good at calculations let the door to the northwest open wide? Could it be that his uncle really did it to the point where he could let the Demon Lord concentrate on dealing with it? Xu Lin thought in disbelief, just in front of him  Not long ago, according to the secret order given to him by Master Qinghong, Master Qingyu sneaked into the northwest alone. Master Qinghong did not clearly inform Xu Lin of the specific tasks to be performed, but only asked him to come to the designated place to meet him.  Xu Lin, who was silent for a long time, looked at the yellow sand in the distance, calculating the time when the day came, but there was still no sign of Qing Yu, so something must have happened.  After saying hello, a person suddenly floated out from the black shadow behind him. It was the middle-aged Taoist priest who had embarrassed Mingluan that day. Xu Lin opened his mouth and said without looking back: "Go and find out!" The middle-aged Taoist said to him.  Xu Lin's back bowed silently, and the figure disappeared in an instant. Xu Lin waved behind him again, and a bald monk with a fierce face suddenly appeared. Xu Lin said lightly: "Let's arrange it here.  Rest." The bald monk said in response: "Yes!" Then he turned around to make arrangements. Xu Lin stood there, silently looking at the vast world, reaching out and caressing a black silk bag around his waist, murmuring.  Said: "If you are still alive, I guess there will be nothing wrong with the old man Qing Yu in this mission." Not talking about Xu Lin, just talk about the middle-aged Taoist who received Xu Lin's order. This person's Taoist name  Yingzhuan was the best at raising all kinds of exotic beasts. He was cunning and vicious. He was also considered a number one figure in the spiritual world in his early years. Unfortunately, he was captured during a battle with Kunlun to dispute exotic treasures. From then on, he lived a human life.  A life of imprisonment without humans or ghosts.  This time it was rare to be selected by Xu Lin to enter the Wuque Camp, and he could be regarded as having made a success. However, when he thought of Xu Lin, his immediate boss, Taoist Yingzhuan felt a chill in his heart for no reason, especiallyEspecially when that pale, ghost-like face showed an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Taoist Yingzhuan couldn't help but feel chills all over his body.  I always feel that this is not a normal person. He seems to be uninterested in anything, but he knows everything. He has tried to use the natal Gu several times to remove the restrictions left in his body, but every time in the natal Gu.  After Gu encountered that wonderful ball of light, the kind of oppression and pain that seemed to be possessed by thousands of souls always made Taoist Yingzhuan feel that he was not facing a cultivator, but the Nine Netherworld Yama. I believe that in Wu  In the Que camp, it was not just me who felt this way, many people, like me, chose to give up and be obedient.  While thinking wildly in my mind, after walking for a while, the sky was getting late, Taoist Yingzhuan lowered his body and remained motionless for a while. After sensing the surroundings and seeing that there was no strange and fluctuating aura, he reached out from his storage room.  From the treasure bag, he took out a blue jade slip, and then blew on it. A camouflage-colored butterfly suddenly flew out of the jade slip and circled around his body. The figure of the Taoist Eagle Seal Script appeared.  Then it disappeared into the air, turned into a confused breath, and flew into the distance again.  After flying for a period of time, Taoist Yingzhuan calculated the time and direction by himself, and kept it in mind. Suddenly, he suddenly discovered that there was a faint light flickering in front of him, but it was different from the sea of ??stars in the sky.  With phosphorescence like a will-o'-the-wisp, Taoist Yingzhuan frowned, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he cursed something, then raised his body again and floated forward cautiously.  When passing through bursts of phosphorus fire, Taoist Yingzhuan, because of his extensive experience in his early years, knew that it was a ghost fire that lit up the soul. In each group of phosphorescent green candles, there was a wild ghost soul, which seemed to be motionless, but in fact  It is like the spiritual consciousness of a cultivator.  Each candlelight will sense a specific direction. It is absolutely taboo for strangers to enter rashly, because ghosts are yin and humans are yang. If you step into this area rashly, you will definitely be hit by the candlelight.  The ghost cultivator sensed that it would not be good.  But the further inside, the more frightened Taoist Yingzhuan became, because he suddenly discovered that this was not just a few ghost candles. What he saw before his eyes seemed to be that in every direction, no matter how Taoist Yingzhuan walked, the angle of view  Within, one or two ghost candles will be reflected, and the corresponding ones seem to be the directions of the stars in the sky.  Licking his dry lips, Taoist Yingzhuan walked a few times, looked at the soil under his feet, and was dazed for a while. He couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart, and then walked a few more times, but then his expression changed.  Why did you go back to the same place? Looking at the burning ghost candles all around, the green flames reflected a pale face, as if staring at him, Taoist Yingzhuan couldn't help but stiffen, and he quickly took out another  He took out a jade slip and crushed it hard, and a red beetle jumped out. Taoist Yingzhuan quickly recited a spell, and the beetle turned around on the ground and hurriedly crawled to a certain direction.  The seal master followed without thinking.  After twists and turns, Taoist Yingzhuan followed the red beetle in front of him for a long time, and finally walked out of the range illuminated by the will-o'-wisps, but the feeling like a gleam on his back could not be driven away.  Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Taoist Yingzhuan saw that this place was exactly where he came from. He was very happy. Fortunately, he had this memory beetle. Otherwise, he would have fallen here this time. He didn't stay much longer and quickly started to use his method.  , flew into the air and flew back towards Xu Lin's location.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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