Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

The first is the surveillance by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

If this person cannot be dealt with, Anle, Yun Wuhen and others will only face a catastrophic disaster if they leave together.

The second is this group of people in Chen.

An Leke always remembers the hatred of falling into their trap and being nearly killed.

Not to mention, the current hellish scene in Liuzhou is also caused by them.

If you don’t do something to enjoy your happiness, your thoughts will not flow!

He practiced diligently and worked hard every day, and finally survived in the cracks and possessed the current strength. Isn't it all for the sake of not being bullied and being free? Now an opportunity for revenge is in front of him, so how can he retreat?

Anle already had a rough outline of a plan in his mind, he just needed to try it out a few more times in the deduction panel.

Yun Wuhen also noticed the coldness in Anle's eyes, and was surprised: "Knowing that the person behind the scenes is Chen, not only are you not afraid, but you are also taking the initiative to attack?"

"As expected of Fellow Daoist An..."

Thinking back on what Anle had done, most of them were done even though he knew they were impossible, Yun Wuhen couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration for him.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Yun Wuhen almost missed a very important thing, and said in a strange tone: "Fellow Daoist An, your Taoist partner... is also in this operation."

"What!?"

An Le's heart trembled, and he finally showed a look of surprise: "Su Dai is here too?"

"But didn't she just break through the Golden Core? And she specializes in alchemy and is not good at fighting..."

Anle couldn't help but feel worried. The blood and energy around him overflowed, forming a chaotic and strange vision, which was quite horrifying.

"Why would the senior from Taixu Palace send her here? Isn't this just nonsense?"

Worry leads to confusion. Although Anle is strong, he is not without weaknesses. The people he cares about are his weak points.

Anle does not regard this as his own shortcoming. If a cultivator wants to be ruthless and cut off from the worldly affairs, no matter how strong he is, he is nothing more than a cold and ruthless weapon.

The word "Xian" means people come first!

Soon, Anle calmed down and asked Yun Wuhen seriously: "Is her current cultivation level...higher than yours?"

Yun Wuhen was surprised and asked, "You could have predicted this?"

"Friend Su is now using the alias Haoyue, and she uses the Moonlight Immortal Art. She is at least at the Nascent Soul stage, and not just an ordinary Nascent Soul. Several seniors in the team are quite afraid of her."

Yun Wuhen smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest, with my cultivation level, I can't tell how far she has come. It's just like the feeling when I stand in front of you, Daoyou An."

"Moreover, with each passing day, her aura becomes visibly deeper."

“The speed of progress is incredible!”

When Yun Wuhen said this, his face was full of amazement and a little envy.

'The two Taoist couples are all monsters! '

Think of Master Wuhen. When he debuted, he claimed to be a genius and was praised to the sky in the Yuntian Sect. But after he came to Taixu Palace, he was beaten to a pulp by his Taoist partner Anle, and he seemed like an ordinary person.

Hearing this, Anle's eyes became more serious.

Su Dai's master Bai Qiyan would definitely not let his beloved disciple die, so since Su Dai can participate in this operation, it means that she has considerable combat power.

But the question is... where does this power come from?

There is a price tag behind everything.

Su Dai's rapid progress must have come at a heavy price.

"Bright moon..."

Anle murmured the pseudonym. He had never seen Su Dai perform the so-called "Moonlight Fairy Art". Although he did not rule out the possibility that Bai Qiyan taught her, the greater possibility was that it was related to the source of this power.

Thinking of this, he frowned and wished he could fly over to see Su Dai.

Suddenly, the token on Anle's waist vibrated, and the prince's hoarse voice was heard.

"Lü Bin, why are you staying alone in the dense forest?"

Anle looked stern, his muscles tensed, but he did not dare to change the flow of blood, the beating of his heart, or the frequency of his breathing in the slightest, and he spoke in a normal tone.

"Your Highness, I have discovered a few remnants of the rebels and am currently in the process of eliminating them."

There was no emotion in the prince's words: "The evil cultivator who spread the human immortal method has appeared. Quickly join the others and kill her."

Anle replied respectfully: "Yes!"

Afterwards, the vibration of the token stopped, but Anle still didn't dare to relax. Instead, he waited for dozens of seconds until the breath of spiritual energy completely dissipated. Then he exhaled.

Anle still felt a little frightened. If he had behaved a little abnormally just now, or if Yun Wuhen was not smart enough and made some noise, the prince might have taken action to suppress him.

He thought to himself, "This prince is suspicious by nature. This is both a crisis and a trait that can be exploited."

Yun Wuhen looked at Anle in surprise, then looked at the token on his waist: "Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

This time it was Anle's turn to smile helplessly: "I am now a captain of the Zhenling Division, and will soon be promoted to a divine general."

Yun Wuhen widened his eyes in astonishment and choked on his own saliva: "God... ahem... God General?"

He naturally knew the important position of the God General in the Great Tai Divine Dynasty.

Each divine general is comparable to the great elders of the Taixu Palace. They are responsible for a large battle line and stand above tens of thousands of soldiers.

How long has Anle been in the Datai Divine Dynasty, and he has already climbed to such a high position?

Even Yun Wuhen, who has long been accustomed to An Le being different from ordinary people, felt that this incident was too outrageous, and after a long while, he murmured: "You really can stir up troubles and make troubles everywhere. rise."

But soon, Yun Wuhen also realized the role this identity could play and said.

"To tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist An, the purpose of our trip is to muddy the pool in Liuzhou as much as possible, so as to bring even more trouble to the Great Tai Dynasty."

"If the prince died here, it would undoubtedly cause great chaos."

Anle's eyes flickered. He had originally planned to destroy His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If he could get help from the monks from Taixu Palace, the success rate would undoubtedly increase again.

"You should be carrying means that can threaten a sixth-level warrior, right?"

Yun Wuhen smiled mysteriously.

Afterwards, the two talked for a while, exchanged and confirmed some information, and then parted ways.

Although Anle wanted to see Su Dai immediately, his reason told him that the time was not right yet and if they met, it would bring a lot of trouble.

******

Yunzhong Prefecture.

In a dry and desolate nameless wilderness.

All I could see were ruins. From time to time, I could hear the roars of zombies coming from afar, which was terrifying.

A group of survivors with weak breath and pale faces were exploring forward cautiously.

"Crack!"

One of the young men accidentally stepped on a clay pot and broke it, making a sharp sound. The people around him were frightened and trembled.

You really can't blame these people for being timid. As warriors whose realm is not very high, after what they have experienced in the past few days, they have long become frightened birds. Any slight noise is enough to get on their nerves.

After all, anyone who wasn't careful and cautious would have died long ago.

"What are you doing you little bastard! Be careful!"

A middle-aged man nearby glared at the young man who stepped on the clay pot and scolded him in a low voice.

"If you are so clumsy, you will be eaten by zombies sooner or later."

The young man nodded reluctantly and did not dare to say anything back.

This is a very normal accusation. It's nothing to be scolded for doing something wrong.

Under normal circumstances, the young man would not have taken it to heart at all, but today, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if there was a thorn stuck there.

The more he thought about this sentence, the more irritated the young man became, and a nameless evil fire ignited from the bottom of his heart.

"Uncle Wang is always like this! He relies on his age to teach us a lesson at will!"

"It's not just this time. It was like this before. He even took a little more food from me."

Obviously it was just a trivial matter, but the young man kept thinking of the unhappy experience that Uncle Wang had in the past.

"Another time, he deliberately lived in a tent with Sister Xiao Jing, saying that he wanted to protect her... Heh, who doesn't know what he's thinking?"

"If Uncle Wang wasn't stronger than me, I would have already..."

Unconsciously, anger appeared in the young man's eyes, and he looked at Uncle Wang's back from time to time.

Not long after they walked, an older survivor accidentally tripped over some debris and cried out in pain.

Uncle Wang couldn't help but frown when he heard this. Normally, he would help the other person up and walk together, but at this moment, for some reason, he felt very unhappy with the old man and evil thoughts arose in his heart.

"This old thing! What use is he to us other than dragging us down?"

"Just leave him here to feed the zombies and let him die."

The young man shouted angrily: "Uncle Wang, why don't you help Mr. Chen?"

"Oh, I see. You want to leave him behind, right?"

"Mr. Chen saved your life, and this is how you treat him? You are a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"

Uncle Wang's blood boiled, and evil fire filled his eyes: "You little bastard, you say another word?"

Someone in the team advised: "Stop arguing and move forward quickly, the zombies will catch up with us soon."

Someone else suddenly got angry and yelled at the person who was trying to dissuade him, "Shut up! I've been annoyed with you for a long time. Why are you still pretending to be a good guy now?"

Then, there was a burst of cursing and anger.

The survivors, who had originally helped each other and supported each other along the way, now felt that the people around them were hateful and annoying.

At first they were just insulting each other, but soon, when the young man stabbed Uncle Wang's back with the knife, the place turned into a bloody battlefield.

Anger took control of the survivors' minds, making them lose their reason.

By the time the last person opened his eyes in a daze and looked around, no one was left alive.

Only the roar of the zombies was getting closer and closer...

Not far away, "Angry" in a gray robe was smiling and cutting bloody marks on his arms with a knife, as if he was recording something.

Today is Xian Miao’s birthday, I wish myself a happy birthday!

Chapter 261 Success or failure depends on this one move!

"Hehe, one, two, three..."

The woman's scarred face was no longer filled with anger as usual. Instead, she was smiling and jumping for joy, like a little girl who had gotten her favorite toy.

She was repeating numbers one by one, as if she was counting.

Every time she read out a number, the woman would cut a bloody wound on her face, hand or leg.

The skin is torn and the bones are visible!

There were countless scars on her body that had not yet healed, and these few cuts had caused the wounds to rupture, with dirty blood flowing out, staining her grey robe red.

But the woman didn't feel any pain. Instead, her scarred face showed a happy smile.

"...seven, eight, nine."

Nine, exactly the number of survivors in this group!

Feeling the burning pain coming from his body, he let out a long sigh of relief with satisfaction, as if he was enjoying it.

The strangest thing is that her aura actually improved during this process.

But the next second, anger crept onto the woman's face, making her look hideous and her expression distorted.

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

"Why is it only this little? Why don't you kill faster?"

“…Why why why?”

The scarred woman's anger came inexplicably and for no reason. Not only did she bite her lips, she also broke the blade with her hands, leaving her palms covered in blood, as if she didn't feel the pain at all.