Just after Li Tianqiu and Zhong Sanpu left Wuming Mountain, Old Man Dong also began to arrange a large-scale evacuation. The special forces and logistics support units were all withdrawn. The underground palace of Wuming Mountain had been completely destroyed, and the devil suppressed had escaped. There was nothing else except the underground space cracks, so there was no need to waste a lot of manpower.

The most important thing is that Old Man Dong got Li Tianqi's promise that he could guard the space rift here with just the black kirin. As an ancient divine beast, he had a natural effect on the undead army rushing out of the rift. Old Man Dong had no doubts, so he retreated very simply, and the other two rifts were even more urgently needed manpower.

In the end, a combat team of less than ten people was left to cooperate and contact, and the black Qilin hid in the mountains and did not meet the team. It had a unique means of directly contacting Li Tianqiu.

In a small building at the foot of Fenghuangling Mountain, Old Man Dong held an emergency meeting. Except for Gu Changfeng, who was unable to escape from the scene, all the backbone forces of the subordinates participated. First, they reported the simple situation of the Liuyunguan bloody case and tried to eliminate the impact as much as possible.

Secondly, the current severe situation was analyzed. Although there was no focus on revealing the typical bloodthirsty monsters like the blood clan, and no words similar to the "end of the world mark" appeared, the main meaning was already very thorough, and the purpose was to let everyone have a clear understanding and be mentally prepared. What kind of enemies will everyone face in future battles.

Influenced by Li Tianyu, Old Man Dong's thinking became more pragmatic and enlightened. Of course, he didn't want his subordinates, and his brothers inexplicably bleed and sacrificed.

It sounds like a sad soldier, but it is not. It is facing the enemy and the crisis on a very formal level. In fact, it also elevates the actions of extinguishing fires everywhere and making small fuss to the level of unified deployment at the national level. In fact, a higher level is already quietly mobilizing on a large scale.

Old Man Dong just measured in advance. He would be very busy in the future and it would be difficult to have such an opportunity. He needs to pay attention to the line of the blood clan at all times, and if necessary, he will participate in it personally, and involve international cooperation. The territory is vast, and only three space cracks were found, which were still so busy. As the latest news came, a small country in South America unfortunately appeared in a space crack. A very strange and cruel black insect in another world broke into human society, devouring all the living things that can be seen, and flooded into disasters. The country was in an instant at a precarious critical moment of life and death. Affected by this, the surrounding neighbors closed their borders one after another, but where could they be kept?

The trend of large-scale invasion of creatures in other worlds has begun to show signs. It is no longer a matter of a region or a country, but a crisis faced by all mankind. The long road to defending home has just begun.

After the meeting, Xu Yin, a great cultivator who had been standing beside Old Man Dong quietly left Fenghuang Ridge. His destination was also Xiaoqinggou in Mobei. Old Man Dong could not withdraw. Xu Yin's mission was to stare at the upcoming storm and storm on the Mobei wasteland as his eyes.

Zhong Sanpu is the Taishan Beidou in the world of cultivation. His status is incomparable. There are also a group of hidden masters who cannot be invited by Old Man Dong. He insisted on Zhong Sanpu coming forward, so he must not have any trouble. Old Man Dong did not doubt Li Tianqi's ability, but the terror of the blood clan forced him to be cautious. In addition, for some reason, he also had an indescribable uneasiness and panic.

In autumn, the Mongolian grasslands are already very cold, and the northern desert is further north of the grassland. The Xiaoqinggou area is actually near the border line. The dark green clouds press the sky very low. The outline of mountains appears faintly to the northwest of the endless wasteland. On the horizon, it is like curved gray lines, echoing the rolling clouds from afar.

"The Qianshan Mountain Range is ahead, which runs for thousands of miles. The mountain is not high, but it is better than the majestic."

"It's fifty miles away from Xiaoqinggou. What did Mr. Zhong feel?"

"Oh? What are you going to do with your senses?" Zhong Sanpu was surprised. At this moment, the wasteland was full of desolation, besides the howling cold wind, the old man who had lived in seclusion in the south for a long time was already very uncomfortable. Under Li Tianqiu's reminder, Zhong Sanpu could vaguely feel a trace of the thin energy of heaven and earth with his profound cultivation. Although it was so weak that it was difficult to detect, it also surprised him. The energy contained in such a deserted place was better than his seclusion place.

"The smell comes with the wind."

But Li Tianqiu didn't feel this. His spiritual tentacles had already stretched out to the distance and smelled a breath that made him very disgusted. It was intermittent. This breath appeared in the blood-stained morning of Liuyunguan, and also appeared in the ruins of the underground palace. It was the smell of a blood clan, but it was difficult to capture the exact direction.

Zhong Sanpu felt a stern. He didn't notice anything except the energy of heaven and earth. He thought that this young man was even more powerful than he thought. He had gotten angry twice in Wuming Mountain, both of which were to test the depth of the other party. Now it seems that Old Man Dong's words are reasonable. Perhaps in addition to the fairy world, there is really a more powerful world in the vast universe.

"Don't be anxious." Li Tianqiu noticed that Zhong Sanpu had released a stronger spiritual sense, and quickly dissuaded him and signaled the other party to slow down his speed of moving forward. Although the vision in the wilderness was extremely wide, he had to be extra careful when facing the blood clan. The great god and demon could escape in full view of the public and hide his body so superbly that he had seen in his life.

Although Zhong Sanpu was arrogant, he lived in seclusion for most of his life and occasionally walked in the world. He was like an idiot and his thinking was out of place. Especially in this wasteland, he had no means to do so, so he had to endure it. However, when Li Tianyu took out a black gold-edged box, and gently stroked the lid with his palms, then a group of flying insects flew out of the box, which was yellowish, the size of a fingernail, the hard shell on his back, and the appearance was ferocious and strange.

"This is the 'Civil Demon Box', a very practical gadget." Li Tianqiu's explanation was also quite helpless. The flying insects circled around the box for a while, and a buzzing sound went away against the wind, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"The blood worm is very sensitive to the smell of blood. These little things may help us discover something."

Zhong Sanpu nodded without saying anything. The treasures of divine weapons are not uncommon in the eyes of practitioners. Perhaps the rare objects in the world cannot be compared with other powerful worlds. Since Li Tianqiu said it was a gadget, it was a gadget and he was not particularly interested. He focused his main energy on finding the broken sword of the ancestors thousands of years ago. Although it was better than nothing, it was a clue.

The ancestor was in trouble, and the name in the record clearly recorded the rescue process. Three disciples were missing but no bones were found. They only invited the hilt of the ancestor's natal sword, which was originally stored in the mountain gate, and are now carried by Zhong Sanpu. They hope that some kind of induction will appear to find other relics, but it has been too long for a thousand years, just a thought.

"We are west of Qingchuan, Hei Shui Hebei, and we are looking at the terrace. The mountains are like dust and smoke, and the clouds are afraid of the sky."

Li Tianqiu looked at Qianshan from afar and read the sentence recorded in the yellow booklet. It was the scene that later generations saw when they rescued Zhong Sanpu's master into the wasteland. Zhong Sanpu even memorized the booklet, stopped and looked out at the distance with a serious expression.

It was afternoon now, and the sun, which had not had much temperature, had already hidden in the thick clouds. The sky was dim and the wind suddenly rose. The lead-colored clouds in the distance seemed to slowly fall onto the earth. The lines of the Qianshan Mountains became extremely ethereal, appearing and disappearing, as the records said.

"So 'Lintai', where is 'Lintai'?" Li Tianqiu thought for a while, and suddenly took out the black wooden box. Dozens of black reptiles as thick as fingers fell to the ground, with a strong body and a pointed head. A pair of thick giant jaws grew at the front. He began to dig the ground, and then drilled into the ground frantically.

"What is this?" Zhong Sanura was curious.

"Tertozoite." Li Tianqian looked strange. The "blood tundra worms" flying out of his spiritual sense suddenly gathered together, and then accelerated toward the northwest direction. However, after only a while, it dispersed again. I don't know what I encountered, but it seemed that I had just had a little hope and suddenly shattered again.

Soon after, the hard soil in front broke open, and a terrainworm drilled out, and then several more crawled out from a further distance. It seemed that nothing had been found. Li Tianqiu collected these exhausted insects, changed another batch, and continued to move forward.

Zhong Sanpu looked interesting and knew that Li Tianyu was looking for the stone platform described in the old news. Of course, he could not stand by. His focus was always on the hilt of the ancestor's natal sword. So he took out a gourd from the backpack, poured out several red pills from it and placed it in the palm of his palm, and began to rub the pills repeatedly with the other palm.

After a while, Zhong Sanpu released his palms, and the pellets were suspended not far from his chest, his arms were hugging, and his mind was followed by attention in the semicircular space with the embrace. At the same time, the surging vitality quickly wrapped the seemingly empty semicircular outer cover, gradually condensed into mist on the arc-shaped surface. The fog became thicker and thicker, and tiny water droplets fell down, gradually denser. The cross-section parallel to the arms appeared fertile soil that was difficult to see with the naked eye. The green grass grew, and the small red pellets began to live. As they rolled and wriggled, they quickly turned into flying insects like dragonflies.

"Spring breeze turns into rain!" Li Tianxi praised. After all, Zhong Sanpu is a rare great monk in the world. Although the small world recreated purely with mind power and vital energy is crude, it shows that this person has a profound cultivation level. Although he still cannot reach the level of a true immortal, his level of Yuan power and accurate control of mind power have exceeded Jia Chou, so he thinks that his combat power will not be too bad.

Zhong Sanpu turned a blind eye and slowly let go of his arms. The empty semicircular world gradually disappeared. Several dragonflies flapped their wings and flew into the distance. The gourd in red pills was the treasure left by the master. The catalyzed dragonflies were very familiar with the smell of the master. This was also the best way Zhong Sanpu could think of at the moment.

Suddenly, a slight vibration came from Li Tianqi's spiritual consciousness, which was the news from the terrainworms. These tireless little guys seemed to have discovered it.
Chapter completed!