Thousands of miles away, a group of people were moving forward slowly against the wind and sand. The lights of swords and shadows shrouded the eleven people like a prison, and the sound of swords clashing sounded like a thunderstorm.

Zhang Zheng was minding her own business, wielding her dagger to fight off the incoming weapons. She had no protective robes, and her newly changed clothes had become tattered and covered with yellow sand and dirty blood.

But now the situation is much better than when she was fighting alone. With the Lu family monks sharing the burden, at least she doesn't have to face the siege of swords all over the sky alone. Several sides of the yellow sand are also covered by the Lu family monks. She only has to face the occasional attack.

With a sword and a piece of yellow sand, it has the vitality to repair the wound at any time, and the threat of the yellow sand is not great.

Lu Jiangli was sitting next to Zhang Zheng. Seeing that she was in such a mess, he didn't want to meddle in her own business, but Zhang Zheng remained silent and resisted the pain, which made her feel a subtle sense of compassion.

They don't necessarily need the help of a monk from the lower realm. Although her current performance seems to be good, she still has no robe to protect her. If this continues, she will lose too much blood and there will be no cure sooner or later.

"return to."

The commanding tone penetrated into Zhang Zheng's ears, without naming her, and for a moment he didn't realize that he was talking to her.

It wasn't until Lu Jiangli turned slightly sideways and pressed Zhang Zheng into the protective circle without leaving a trace that Zhang Zheng realized in shock that the female cultivator from the Lu family was talking to her.

The yellow sand that rushed towards his face was blocked by the spiritual radiance emanating from Lu Jiangli's cassock, and Zhang Zheng's hand holding the dagger paused.

"Thank you so much for your kindness. I can persist and please let me contribute. You have protected me for so many times and you have given me nothing in return. I really feel uneasy."

Lu Jiangli glanced sideways at her, his red lips twitching slightly, "There's so much nonsense, just protect yourself and don't die and cause us trouble."

Zhang Zheng knew that although the words of this fellow Taoist whom he had just met were a bit unpleasant, his original intention was to protect her, and he felt a slight warmth in his heart.

Still wanting to persist, Lu Jiangli swung his sword, knocking down several swords and axes with "clang-dang" sounds, and said with an impatient expression: "Don't talk nonsense, you must be obedient here, or we will throw you out."

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No one from the other Lu family monks refuted, perhaps because they did not want to get involved with the lower realm monks, or perhaps because they had no objection to Lu Jiangli's decision.

Zhang Zheng was helpless and sincerely said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist."

After walking like this for nearly half a day, a vague sense of life suddenly came from a distant place. Zhang Zheng felt it quietly, and then his eyes dimmed.

There are eleven lines of life in total. There should be no other living beings here, so they should correspond to eleven people. The meaning of life is a sign of decline, symbolizing that if the eleven people are unable to escape from the trap, they are likely to die.

Zhang Zheng didn't know if these people were the lost children of the Lu family. If so, Tan Ying might be among them.

Meeting Tan Ying here was really not what she wanted.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Zheng closed his eyes and opened them again, suddenly saying: "There seems to be someone in the south direction."

Lu Huancheng, who was closing his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, frowned and asked for confirmation, "Direction due south? How do you know?"

Zhang Zheng pretended to take out the wooden bowl prepared in advance from Guangxiu, nodded and said: "It's true, I once got a disposable magic weapon from the cave. It is this object. It can detect people's aura. There are probably ten people."

Right and left, the breath is weak, I'm afraid the situation is not good."

All the monks looked at the ordinary wooden bowl in Zhang Zheng's hand. It was an extremely ordinary wooden bowl in terms of workmanship and style. There was no trace of the brilliance of the magic weapon at all.

However, as Zhang Zheng said, disposable magic weapons will be damaged or lose their aura after taking effect.

The Lu family monks may not necessarily believe the words about the magic weapon, but they believe it 70% to 80%. After all, no monk would carry an ordinary thing with him.

It was related to the safety of the Lu family, even if it was just a piece of information that was difficult to tell whether it was true or false, it was enough for them to go and investigate.

Lu Huancheng's eyes were sharp. They finally got some news. They couldn't hesitate here. What's more, Zhang Zheng said that their breath was weak and they might be in danger.

He made a decision directly and gave the serious command: "Turn and head due south at full speed."

After saying that, he turned to Zhang Zheng and said with a serious expression: "Thank you so much, fellow Daoist Zhang. If you are really a descendant of my Lu family, I will thank you very much."

Zhang Zheng smiled lightly, waved his hand and said: "I am protected by all of you Taoist friends. I am worried that I can't repay you. It would be best if I can help my Taoist friends."

The team's speed suddenly accelerated, and after two hours they were close to within a hundred miles. Lu Jiangming looked at the jade communication plaque that emitted a faint light, suddenly raised his head and looked due south, shouting excitedly: "It's really them!

He is really from the Lu family!"

The low spirits of the monks in the team were instantly high, but then fell into depression again. According to Zhang Zheng, they seemed to be in a bad situation, and it was very possible that something had happened to someone.

In fact, their prediction was correct. Zhang Zheng looked bad. She could sense that in just two hours, a spirit of life had completely disappeared.

More than a dozen monks from the upper realm were unable to survive, and Zhang Zheng could not predict how critical the situation there would be.

Will their trip cost them a few more lives in vain?

The summons jade sign was lit up, and Lu Jiangming asked eagerly: "Is this Sister Haiqing? How are you doing now?"

On the other side, three of the twelve stone puppets have fallen, and there are still nine left, but it is enough to drag them into the abyss of despair, with no hope of survival.

Lu Haiqing and Lu Yusong destroyed their magic weapons and knocked down two stone puppets with the power of the sixth-level magic weapon. Tan Ying also knocked down a stone puppet at the cost of serious injuries.

But as a result, most of the most powerful monks among the monks lost half of their power, leaving them without the ability to fight back.

Just as Lu Haiqing flew to save a person from the palm of the stone puppet, the jade medal on his waist suddenly lit up, and a familiar voice came from the jade medal, bringing with it the hope of life and igniting the darkness.

"Is it Sister Haiqing? How are you doing now?"

Lu Haiqing quickly avoided Long Tongue's attack, his eyes bright, "Jiang Ming! The situation is very bad. Sixteen clan members have died. Come to support quickly!"

Suddenly something occurred to her, and her heart trembled violently, and she quickly shouted a reminder, "Don't get close to the stone pillars! There is a killing array!"

When they heard Lu Haiqing's words that sixteen people had died, all the Lu family monks present were already trembling in their spirits, filled with grief, and their feet could not help but speed up again.

Lu Jiangming said in a deep voice: "Okay, we will rush over immediately. If you just hold on for a while longer, you will be safe soon."

Lu Haiqing's words confirmed Zhang Zheng's bad suspicion, and her expression instantly became more solemn and solemn.

No matter how much hesitation was in my heart, the distance between the two parties was shortening rapidly. In less than a stick of incense, they were in front of the stone pillar that Lu Haiqing mentioned.

The stone pillar in front of me can be said to be a stone pillar, rather than a sand pillar. The piled yellow sand buried the short and fat stone pillar, leaving only a hint of the gray and black rock color of the stone.

There were twenty stone pillars in total, forming a circle, with about ten feet of distance between them. From this point of view, it was an ordinary desert between the stone pillars, and there was no trace of the killing array that Lu Haiqing mentioned.

What's even more strange is that the swords, axes and axes that had previously prevented them from having any space now regarded them as nothing, and even the yellow sand became softer, no longer just a slight scratch would be a bloody mouth.
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