Bone Taoist

Chapter 464 Gathering in the Wasteland
At night in the Northern Wilderness at the end of autumn, the realm's secrets are ups and downs, endless evil spirits are flowing, and dangers are everywhere.

The entire Northern Wilderness is a turbulent ancient battlefield. Too many strong men have fallen here, and the evil aura is so strong. This is why secret societies appear frequently, and the monks in the Northern Wilderness are constantly fighting, making it difficult to live in peace.

"The aura of Nascent Soul before was the way of all things water magic, and its magic power was as majestic as the pouring of a river." Ye Zang thought to himself: "Senior Brother Ji took action to stop the gray-robed old man..."

I saw the ancient war boat flying away without stopping for a moment.

After two hours of traveling a hundred thousand miles, Ye Zang looked around with his eyes. When his consciousness was wide open, he felt that there was no danger lurking nearby, and he had the opportunity to stop and rest.

Day by day, almost non-stop, I traveled half a million miles.

During this period, he was also ambushed by Taoist Yuanying, and even Ye Zang was a little mentally and physically exhausted, let alone Tushan Yuehan.

The two of them were resting in a secluded mountain valley.

"The Northern Wilderness is so big, how did those people trace our traces?" Tu Shan Yuehan also frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

Ye Zang remained silent.

The enchantress on the cloudy moon day only had the Taoist practice of the Great Perfection of the Golden elixir, and her Dharma eyes did not reach the sky. Even Ruan Xifeng was not so capable of accurately deducing the direction.

"Where is the problem?"

Ye Zang took out the formation disk again and carefully observed the two people up and down.

Without tracking the existence of the formation pattern, Ye Zang had no choice but to focus on the spiritual materials and objects brought out from the realm of the Northern King.

"Could it be the Saint Dao Fruit?"

Ye Zang looked at the green fruits slowly surrounding the Dao Wen Law in the Wuxiang Cauldron, and guessed in his heart.

Dao Fruit and Dao Tree come from the same source. Maybe Ziyao used some strange means to sense the location of Dao Fruit with the help of Dao Tree, but Dao Fruit Ye Zang will naturally not be abandoned.

With such a great opportunity in their possession, how could those Northern Wilderness monks let him go so easily.

After resting for a while, Ye Zang and Tu Shan Yuehan were on their way at night.

Until dawn, they walked another hundred thousand miles away.

It was said to be Chen hour, but the sky was still covered by evil spirits, just like day and night.

Ahead is another ancient battlefield, an endless grassland, dilapidated.

Ye Zang is very familiar with this place. He passed by here when he first arrived in the Northern Wilderness. During this time, he was attacked by several Jindan elders from a small tribe.

"This wasteland stretches 20 miles from north to south. If you pass through this place, you will reach the border." Ye Zang said solemnly.

"Little Master, there are several secret realms that have evolved here. Be careful of monks ambushing you." The powerful spiritual consciousness of Wuxiang Taoist spread out and said to Ye Zang.

"Well, I noticed it."

Ye Zang's eyes flashed with Dharma Eyes and he pierced through the wasteland.

This wasteland is filled with the aura of the realm, and the landscape seems to be different from what he saw when he first came to the Northern Wasteland. This is obviously because of the evolution of the realm.

The two of them escaped carefully on the wasteland.

After walking hundreds of miles away, a huge energy suddenly swept across the land thousands of miles away. There seemed to be cracks in the realm floating in the sky. Countless restrictions were chaotic and crisscrossed. The space in the realm was constantly shattering, like a silver mirror falling to the ground.

Boom!

Huge energy rippled in the high sky, and in an instant, a rift in the sky was torn open and a boundary crack that was tens of thousands of feet long.

"Be careful."

Ye Zang took Tushan Yuehan's hand, hid behind a low hillside, and looked there.

Within the cracks in the realm, densely packed figures flew out. "That is a secret treasure of golden elixirs. It must be that the secret treasures of golden elixirs were taken away, and the realm collapsed and evolved due to the overwhelming burden." Jin Zhanling said.

The ley lines of the wasteland are changing in a state that is visible to the naked eye.

High peaks and mountains rise and fall from the boundary, Yangtze Rivers rush forward, and rich spiritual energy ripples.

At this moment, thousands of feet away in the mid-air behind the two of them, a three-color war boat seemed to shrink into an inch, rushing towards them from a distance.

A sturdy young man with flamboyant black hair and a bloody halberd came flying up from the sky.

He came with domineering power and directly manifested the vision of Shen Zang. It was a huge black python with the power of a whale swallowing the sun and the moon. The terrifying momentum tore away the evil spirits from the groggy sky. .

This kind of movement naturally attracted the attention of many monks who had just escaped from the realm.

"What movement?!"

"The python swallows the sun. This is the ultimate vision of magic. Who is this person?"

"The three-color war boat is the descendant of the biggest bandit in Tianqu!"

"But what about Dugu Wanqi?"

"Why is he here? Such geniuses should go to the realm of the Northern King to compete!"

Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked at Dugu Wanqi who came from the sky. How could a genius like him, who has been famous in the Northern Wilderness for a long time, come here to find the secret treasure?

Dugu Wanqi stepped on the python dragon, and his divine power eclipsed the world. The python dragon screamed and roared, creating a full sense of oppression.

"Ye Zang from the Burial Immortal Sea, I know you are here, why don't you come out and fight me!"

Dugu Wanqi shouted sharply with a big halberd in his hand. His voice was like thunder, echoing high in the sky, and his eyes were glaring in all directions.

At this time, from the high sky in the wasteland due north, a huge treasure fan was floating in the high sky riding on the seal of Zifu.

A dozen monks rushed over with huge magic fans. The leader was an old man of Nascent Soul. He escaped as fast as a lightning flash and arrived on the wasteland in a few breaths.

The old man was accompanied by a young man who was no more than 20 years old. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was surrounded by nine strange Gang Qi. The Gang Qi was shaped like a baby crying and making a buzzing sound.

"Why are the 'Xiling Royal Clan' in Tuluan Ridge here too!"

"That young man surrounded by gang energy has a very special physique."

"That is an extraordinary genius born in Xiling. He was born with a strange phenomenon and has a nine-infant body."

"Is there some great opportunity here?"

Everyone looked at the Xiling people with strange eyes and started talking.

"Little friend Ye, we are not looking for trouble. The Xiling tribe is willing to pay a huge price in exchange for a Dao fruit. I also invite you to come out and see me." The old man on the treasure fan looked around with bright eyes, and his voice was mixed. With the billowing Nascent Soul magic power, it ripples across the wasteland.

Ye Zang frowned slightly, closed his six orifices with his spiritual consciousness, hid behind a mountain, and remained silent.

Before it was over, another war boat came rushing from the northwest.

The descendants of the second largest bandit also came, a woman wearing a red robe, with a perfect posture of golden elixir, and unparalleled magical powers.

Immediately afterwards, there was another person from the northeast, stepping on a black giant sword and cutting through the sky.

He was a famous Taoist cultivator in Tuluan Ridge, known as "Sword Tu". He was said to have a sword-killing physique and had been rampant in Tuluan Ridge for many years.

The monks present were stunned, their eyes widened, and they looked at the monks and Taoists who were coming one after another in fear.

(End of this chapter)