After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 251 War
"You slept for six days."

Song Nan sighed in his heart.

He actually hoped that Tang Ling could continue sleeping, preferably until the ship arrived at Qingyun Continent.

This way she wouldn't have to be anxious like an ant on hot pot all day on the boat, which would easily distract her mind.

"This huge boat is floating on the sea surface, so the resistance is very small, so the speed is much faster." Song Nan said, "And the one driving the boat is a disciple of Xuwu Mountain, he is familiar with the nearby routes."

"How many days will it take to arrive?" Tang Ling asked anxiously.

"Tomorrow we will reach the place where the no-fly order has been lifted." Song Nan said, "The war is severe now. Xuwu Mountain dare not sail the ship too close to Qingyun Continent. It will reverse tomorrow. We can fly there by ourselves, which will be much faster."

Only then did Tang Ling notice the nearby sea area.

Although this place has long been out of the control of the fog, there are obviously more floating objects in the sea here than before in the fog area.

Occasionally, some broken limbs, floating corpses and dead sea creatures would float over from afar.

There is an indescribable fishy smell in the sea breeze.

There were far fewer people on the deck than before in the foggy area, and the few people who were there all had worried expressions on their faces.

After discussing tomorrow's flight route and some matters regarding arriving at Qingyun Continent for a while, the two returned to their rooms to cherish their last rest time.

After returning to the room, Tang Ling first sat at the table and sat motionless for a long time.

During this period of time, she had complicated thoughts and thought a lot.

I didn't expect that I slept for six days.

It seems that he really had consumed too much energy in the forbidden area before. Song Nan did not wake himself up in order to let himself have a good rest.

That's right, even if she was awake, she would be powerless.

She didn't have the ability to shrink the distance into an inch, nor could she teleport, so she couldn't reach Qingyun Continent and be with Tang Linfeng and Liu Ru immediately.

only……

Lu Qingfeng's reply had not arrived yet, which made her start to have wild thoughts again.

The best way is to restart the spiritual exploration.

Now after six days of recuperation, her consciousness has fully recovered. Now she is not far from Qingyun Continent, and what she discovers will be even clearer than before in Xuwu Mountain.

Tang Ling closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly spread out his spiritual awareness.

In fact, even though Xiao Hei's spiritual sense can spread over a very wide range, it is almost impossible to detect the person he wants to detect in one go.

But if we follow the direction of the cry that our spiritual sense accidentally detected before, we should be able to find something.

Tang Ling calmed down, carefully recalled the complicated information, and concentrated all his consciousness, all heading in the same direction.

The divine consciousness was like a layer of formless water, quickly covering the deck outside the door, the sea surface below the deck, and quickly spreading along the sea surface towards a certain direction of the Qingyun Continent.

Tang Ling felt the roar of the sea, the bodies floating in the sea, the struggling people who fell into the water...

The closer they got to the Qingyun Continent, the more floating corpses there were. Tang Ling could even hear the wailing and crying of the souls of the corpses.

Continuing to explore forward, we saw a large number of warships, some of which were on fire, and some were already broken. The monks were driving a large number of warships to fight on the sea.

There was a sudden roar of lightning and thunder on the sea, and various lights flashed, and shouts, wails, and shoving sounds were heard everywhere...

confusion.

Extremely chaotic.

It was impossible to tell who was who. Most of the monks had blood and mud on their faces, and most of them had numb expressions after suffering. Further ahead, the land and even the air were filled with people.

The most terrifying thing is the air.

The originally clear blue sky of Qingyun Continent had long been occupied by swarms of locust-like monsters.

Those monsters had different shapes, some had horns, some had green faces and fangs, and some even held their heads in one hand and laughed.

It's really a riot of demons.

The leader was a girl.

A little girl to be exact.

The girl was no more than eleven or twelve years old, with a pair of ponytails tied with a pink headband. Her small face, as big as a palm, was fair and clean, with delicate features.

The girl was small in stature, wearing a pink silk dress, and looked out of place standing in front of the monsters.

But when she gave an order, all the monsters dared not resist and went in the direction she indicated, fighting with the monks.

What made Tang Ling feel horrified was that when facing the extremely brutal fighting scene in front of him, the girl's pink lips curled up slightly, and her chubby face even revealed an indescribable expression of satisfaction.

Seeing these scenes along the way, Tang Ling, who had never experienced war, began to feel scared and even felt like vomiting.

The innocent-looking little girl in front of him not only didn't seem to be afraid at all, she even looked quite happy!

Of course, Tang Ling knew that this was definitely not an ordinary little girl.

This is where the scream came from.

Tang Ling suppressed his inner discomfort and fear and began to look carefully for familiar faces.

She looked through the monks who were struggling in pain one by one, but did not see a familiar face.

Instead, the sight of those horrific faces made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

So many days have passed, he should... not be here anymore.

Just when Tang Ling was about to give up the search, suddenly, from the magic tide in mid-air, Tang Ling saw a familiar face.

When he first traveled to this world, Tang Ling used the excuse of having a fever and being seriously ill to cover up his amnesia.

At that time, Liu Ru would bring porridge that she cooked herself to Tang Ling every day.

When Tang Ling leaned on the bed, Liu Ru always looked at her with a loving face.

Liu Ru had a pair of very beautiful eyes. When she looked at Tang Ling, those eyes were filled with tenderness and compassion, which made Tang Ling feel warm in her heart and she truly felt like she was her daughter.

But now, all the tenderness in those once beautiful eyes has faded away, leaving only endless numbness and emptiness.

There were bloodshot inside, as stagnant as a pool of stagnant water. He just stared straight ahead, then swung his thin arms, and with the huge axe in his hand, he chopped a monk's body from top to bottom.

The blood was boiling and spurting out.

Tang Ling's consciousness stagnated, and suddenly became frantic. The consciousness on the ground, the sea, and the air all flowed back, madly and embarrassedly, gathering back from all directions.

In the room, veins bulged on Tang Ling's forehead, and his hands gripping the armrests of the chair clenched into fists, getting tighter and tighter.

There was a loud "bang".

The armrests of the chair were broken.

Accompanied by the sound of shattering, Tang Ling opened his bloodshot eyes.