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Chapter 316

Emperor Melting Clan.

Winding rivers of lava filled with sand ant carcasses.Layers of ant carcasses piled up into ten thousand tons of silt, eroding the brilliance and scorching heat, blocking and filling the dark red river that used to flow endlessly, making it no longer turbulent.

The volcanoes have stopped erupting, thick ant corpses are piled up all over the place, all life is extinct, and everything is silent.

The most gigantic, continent-like volcanic crater, the warm cradle that gave birth to the entire Dirong tribe, now seems to have been ravaged by storms for thousands of times, every inch of the land under the ant corpses is bruised, and the buildings are full of scars Hundred holes are dilapidated.

The place with the most ant corpses is the mountain full of door openings, which is as high as a pillar of the sky.The lower half of it was submerged in ant corpses, among which there were many fragments of clothes and magic weapons. In the upper half, traces of blood and fire were left outside every door opening. It is not difficult to see from all the signs that a fierce battle broke out here.

In the devastation, the Sunfalling Volcano became the only place that remained intact. There were no ant corpses near the translucent mountain, and the golden liquid surged as before, but the height of the liquid dropped a bit due to other reasons.

More sand ants are coming from all directions. They step over the corpses of their own kind, trying to completely occupy this uninhabited area and incorporate it into their own territory.

Thousands of miles away.

More than 20 sundial chariots drove the red flame giant horses, forming a frontal formation and rushing forward.Each chariot carries more than [-] people, all of whom are young or low-strength Dirong people.

The clansmen with high cultivation followed the chariots and sped outside. Besides, there were also those old-faced people who did not ride in the limited number of chariots, but also became members of the chariot protection.

At the forefront, Wu Shao stood on the back of a gigantic three-legged monster bird.The monster bird slowly flapped its wings, and the wings as wide as clouds hanging from the sky dragged out two golden streams of flame, like a dancing Milky Way, sheltering the clansmen behind them.

Nine out of ten of the overwhelming sand ants were blocked by the flames, and the fish that slipped through the net were bombarded and killed by the clansmen, ensuring the safety of the chariot and the people on board.

Suddenly, a large group of flying ants came from a slant. They had iron teeth and silver backs. They were the highly evolved and elite army of sand ants. They were so dense that they seemed to be crushed by a curtain wall.

Wu Shao glanced coldly, and a red flag appeared in his hand.

She raised her arms and raised the flag, and the word "Witch" on the flag was shining golden light, and then she saw that on the twelve grids of the sundial on each sundial chariot, the "noon" grid was darkened, the "chen" grid was lit up, and the "Chen" grid was lit up. The red flame giant horse turned into a huge fire dragon.

All the fire dragons opened their huge mouths towards the flying ants. With the sound of the dragon's roar, fireballs formed in an instant and burst out.

More than 3000 fireballs blasted into the flying ant colony at the same time, immediately turning it into a sea of ​​flames.

Wu Shao waved the flag again, the sundial turned bright, the fire dragon turned back into a giant horse, and continued to lead the chariot galloping.

Just when the Kunhuang Sect Forbidden Land changed suddenly, Wu Shao keenly sensed the unusual aura from the depths of the desert.

She looked back abruptly, and saw a flash of light in her golden pupils, and then resolutely shouted: "Everyone, get ready, Che Yue!"

As the voice fell, the formation of the chariot tightened immediately. The people in the chariot were well-trained and sat down close to the compartment, grabbing the railing with one hand and hooking the arms of the people around them, forming a circle to fix their bodies. The clan elders worked together to protect the rest of them, and then connected them to the chariot with red flame chains.

Wu Shao waved the flag, the light on the sundial changed from Wuge to Moge, and the giant horse instantly turned into a rabbit.These rabbits are about the same size as ordinary hares, and their bodies are condensed by flames, looking like they have no deterrent effect.

The three-legged demon bird screamed with its neck raised, its wings fluttered, and the golden flames surged like a command. In an instant, all the flame rabbits kicked their hind legs together and jumped forward——

call out!
Hearing the sound of the air, all the chariots accelerated suddenly, leaped over a thousand feet in a short moment, and smashed a hollow passage among the sand ants in the sky.

The flame rabbit jumped three times in a row, allowing the chariot to cross a long distance in a very short time.After the third jump, the rabbit turned back into a gigantic horse, and everyone under the Nascent Soul inside and outside the chariot was bleeding from the mouth and nose, and their minds were dizzy.

The three-legged monster bird was still flying in the forefront, Wu Shao stared at the direction of the Kunhuangzong Mountain Gate, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

She naturally noticed the abnormality of the sand ants—the sand ants around them no longer targeted the Emperor Rong clan. They directly ignored the feast of flesh and blood in front of them, and went to the depths of the desert wholeheartedly.

It didn't take a moment for everyone to see clearly that they had left the world occupied by sand ants. The blue sky and snow clouds that they hadn't seen for a long time came into view, and even the air was a bit fresh.

The chariot is still galloping, and everyone looks back at the way they came. The dead zone of rolling yellow sand is gradually moving away, leaving behind not only death and danger, but also their hometown.

People fell silent.

Wu Shao's voice sounded at this moment:
"Will go back."

Her tone was firm and high-spirited, "When we go back in the future, we need to reorganize our home. It will be very hard, but it will not be harder than our ancestors who reclaimed the wasteland."

The joking words were like a stone breaking through stagnant water, the atmosphere became relaxed, and many people had smiles on their faces.

Seeing the people walking out of depression, the corners of Wu Shao's mouth raised slightly, and then, she suddenly felt something, and turned her head to look forward.

Dozens of figures appeared at the end of the line of sight.The other party came extremely fast, within a few breaths he came close.

Wu Shao's eyes first fell on Wu Yaochen, then looked at Yu Xian beside him, and finally glanced at the others.

Those who came were all the disciples of Taichu Guanmen, the disciples of the inner disciples and several elders, and the lowest level of cultivation was Jindan.

When the Emperor Rong clan evacuated earlier, Wu Shao ordered a message to be sent to Taichu Guan. After Taichu Guan learned about it, he immediately sent the message to Yu Xian, ordering her to bring someone to meet him.

Yu Xian quickly mobilized a group of people from the front line, and he did not forget to call Wu Yaochen. Shu Pinghui was helping Lan Chucui to stabilize the situation, so he couldn't escape for the time being, so he gave up, and left a message for Yin Xueze and Huo Xiumao at Elder Fan, Then he came with a team of people at full speed.

"Patriarch!"

Wu Yaochen rushed to Wu Shao in a flash, looked past Wu Shao and looked at the clansmen behind him, seeing that most of them were there, he finally let go of his heart that had been hanging all the way, and then thought of the part of people who were not here, his eyes ignited with coldness anger.

Wu Shao patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to talk to the clansmen, while he greeted Yu Xian and the others to express his thanks.

After the two sides exchanged a few words, Wu Shao told the other party about the strangeness of the sand ants, and then expressed his worries:
"Now it seems that what the Yaozu did in the desert may have other plans."

Yu Xian pondered for a while, and said: "For the current plan, we can only wait and see what happens. By the way, I don't know where Patriarch Wu plans to place your people? If you haven't decided yet, why not come to our camp for a short rest ?”

Just as Wu Shao was about to answer, he suddenly stared into the distance.

Yu Xian followed her gaze and didn't see anything, but soon she knew the answer.

Elder Wu, who was in a weak stage, took Mo Ren to leave the desert with great difficulty, and just saw the light of day again, when he sensed the vast spiritual consciousness that Wu Shao spread out.

Elder Wu was amazed that Wu Shaohui appeared here, so he and Mo Ren rushed to this side, only to find that the people from Taichu Guan were also there.

Yu Xian waved at Mo Ren from a long distance away: "Hey, Mo Ren, don't be ill, you are really in a bit of a mess."

Mo Ren forced a smile on his pale face, and said softly, "If you can kill the evil spirits, no matter how embarrassing you are, it will be worth it."

Yu Xian let out a "tsk".

As if he didn't see the embarrassment on Elder Wu's face, Wu Shao greeted him calmly, and then asked Mo Ren: "You mean that Chu Cang has already been executed?"

Mo Ren nodded, changed the topic, and said, "However, there may be more difficult things than Chu Cang."

……

Just as there is an ancestral city at the foot of Mount Taiyue, there is also a city at the foot of Mount Wanren where the Wufeng Sword Sect is located, which is named after "Wanren".

There is a world-famous building in Wanren City, which is its city wall.

It is neither soil nor wood, nor cast of copper and iron, but is made of hundreds of millions of magic swords that are above low-grade spirit weapons.

Each dharma sword is facing outward, supported by the power of the sword array, suspended in the air, with a certain distance between up, down, left, and right, like a row of uniform soldiers.

Use offense instead of defense, cast swords as walls.

This high wall built by hundreds of millions of swords, when viewed from a distance, becomes a ray of cold light stretching between the sky and the earth.

As soon as Jing Yingrong walked within a hundred miles of the eastern section of the sword wall, a thousand swords deflected slightly and locked on to her from afar.

She stopped, took out the martial token and put it on, and stood quietly waiting.

After a while, a member of the Wufeng Sword Sect came with a sword, glanced at the token at her waist, frowned subconsciously, and said, "This fellow Taoist of the Absolute Beginning, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)