Lei Hongliang, who was also trapped in the enemy camp and was about to enter the local customs, was debugging the formation next to him. Hearing Wu Zunyi sighing, Lei Hongliang turned around:

"What's wrong?"

Wu Zunyi withdrew his gaze and shook his head:

"I'm a little homesick. After learning so many arts in the divine world, I should have returned to my hometown, but now I'm sitting here, working to the evil demons and heretics, feeling like I've ruined this skill. If I go back to the Nine Sects, the first thing I do is to create a "Supreme Edition of God's Surrender Platform" and turn my niece into a divine envoy, and directly take this ghost place..."

This is a joke, but for Lei Hongliang, who knows Wu Zunyi's potential, he doesn't think it's a joke at all. He sat down next to him and reminded him:

"Don't say this nonsense, let the superiors know that you will never leave in your life."

“I can’t leave now.”

"I can't leave, at least I live a good life. I have whatever I want. Maybe one day you figure it out or call it right, and we'll make it through."

Wu Zunyi shook his head and looked at the surrounding water curtain:

"If the old demon Shang knew, I would spend a lot of money on gods and countless treasures in the world. I just wanted to create an observatory for you that can cross-continental beauty dancing. The first thing is to castrate you and make it happen..."

"Hey!"

Lei Hongliang's face was shocked and he said seriously:

"I dare not say that. How lonely will you be if I lose you? If the old demon Shang thought this thing was useless, just say, well... Compared with the Tiandun Tower, this thing is a cross-generational crushing. Although it is flashy and unreal, no one thought it was useful when the Tiandun Tower was first built. The cost is no less than this thing; when the output increases, the cost will naturally be reduced equally..."

Wu Zunyi did not listen to these nonsense, stood up and continued to debug the formation, wanting to try to see if he could sense the movements in Yu Yaozhou.

But this place is located in Kui Bingzhou, and being able to analyze the weak spiritual fluctuations in the northwest of Huajunzhou is already considered a magical skill, and no matter how far it is, it cannot be sensed at all.

Lei Hongliang observed carefully before he thought about it and asked:

"If this thing is built, can it be used for eavesdropping?"

Wu Zunyi shook his head: "The Heavenly Dun Tower on the other side of the righteous path has changed the array diagram. Without knowing the structure of the array diagram, it is impossible to crack the information. It is just a noise when I received it. At present, I can only see those unencrypted underground fairies dancing, or the gentleman telling the story..."

Lei Hongliang was already content to see this. He thought for a while and said:

"Huajunzhou is too far away and I can't see anything. Try it and see the situation in Posazhou. I have been using elixirs and equipment over the years, but I haven't heard of a big battle there. It feels quite strange."

Seeing this, Wu Zunyi changed the formation and jumped to Frost Flower City from the perspective on the water curtain.

There is a Tiandun Tower used by aliens to communicate in Frost Flower City, which is already related to this place. Wu Zunyi knows the structure and has no pressure to remotely crack and call.

Lei Hongliang carefully checked the water curtain, and when the scenery in the water curtain was completely stable, a huge city appeared in front of him...—

Posa City, Frost Flower City.

The May sun burns the earth and mountains. There are no frost flowers in my eyes, but only rising air waves and dry and cracked earth.

Zuo Lingquan walked on the wasteland with a hat on his head, slowly approaching the Frost Flower City, the old nest of the alien race in Posa Forest.

Miss Qiu, Qiu Tao, and Jingyan were all nearby, but in order not to attract attention, they were far away; Cui Yingying lurked in the dark and waited for an opportunity to move; Lingye took Qingwan and Jiang Yi to stay behind so that she could take her back to evacuate at any time when encountering situations.

For a few days, Zuo Lingquan followed Jiang Yi's instructions and sneaked in smoothly.

Although I heard the wind again while on the road, saying that a snake demon appeared in a certain place.

But Lingye felt that if the alien race had empty garrisons, they would definitely use suspicious tactics to interfere with the progress of the right investigation, so he ignored them and went directly to the northwest of Posa Forum.

Zuo Lingquan had already expected that the alien race had insufficient garrison power, but the smoothness of coming came still surprised him.

Since leaving Liquan Kingdom, they have been going thousands of miles and have not encountered any obstacles. Even if they encounter cultivators from different races checking and garrisoning, they are all cultivators with lower realms. However, at the beginning of the Jade Level, they quietly bypassed around and were not discovered at all.

Seeing this scene, the few people basically confirmed the fact that the top level of the alien race was not very powerful, but the battle between immortals and demons could not tolerate any mistakes in prediction. For the sake of safety, Frost Flower City could still see it clearly.

After walking on the scorching plain for a long time, the sea breeze gradually blew from the northwest, and a towering city appeared on the skyline, and more monks came and went.

When he arrived at the nest of a foreign race, Zuo Lingquan became more cautious, hiding his breath and avoiding the sight of the monks, came to a hill, and looking into the distant city.

Three girls and a bird gathered from all over the place and came to the front.

Miss Qiu paid attention to her surroundings and frowned:

"There are so many people, and there are probably no less than tens of thousands of monks in the city. How can I check this?"

The purpose of several people is to investigate how many top combat power the alien race has. To be honest, even if you arrive in Frost Flower City, it is not easy to find out the depth. After all, alien monks will not write their realm on their faces.

Xie Qiutao has been wandering around the bottom for many years and is very good at inquiring about information, and speaks;

"Why should I pretend to be a foreign monk and sneak in and ask someone for information? The foreign monks are not lonely wolves, they all have sects and forces. If you ask low-level disciples, you can tell which people on the mountain top are briefly."

Tang Jingqi hugged Tuanzi and said, "It's probably too dangerous to go in, why don't you let Tuanzi go in and look for it?"

"grumble?"

The dumpling spreads its small wings, which obviously means:

"It is dangerous to go in, but it is not dangerous to go in? Who is your biological daughter?"

"What are you, go!"

Tang Jingyan threw the ball into the air like a hawk.

Due to my mother's eyes, Tuanzi had to obey his orders, but before going out, he opened his bird's beak and asked for a large mouthful of dried fish.

Zuo Lingquan knew that Tuanzi was powerful. Although he might not be able to see the specific realm clearly, he could feel it was dangerous.

People who can make Tuanzi feel dangerous must be better than them. As long as there are not many such people, they can confirm the facts and reality of the other party...—

The waves slammed the cargo ships parked in the port, and monks were occasionally climbing and going up and down.

The gray-haired Lao Lu sat in the window of a tea shop and looked out at the endless blue sea.

Posa Forest is not a gathering place for immortals. Most ferries traveling across the sea transport monks from other races, but do not pick up individual tourists. They have to wait for a boat here, at least half a month or more.

Lao Lu didn't know when the next boat would come, but he didn't feel bored. After all, for casual cultivators, this is the case with practice. Stop and stop, walk and look until the day he can't walk. As for the destination? As long as you are alive, you will be on the road, where will you come from?

Zuo Yunting, who was walking side by side, had to eat or drink as a mortal. At this time, he was holding a bowl of chopped green onion noodles and sat on the table next to him to have a feast.

The monks who can come to Frost Flower City will be at least in the late stage of Ling Valley. If no one eats, they will naturally have no restaurants and they will not even reserve food.

Zuo Yunting's bowl of noodles was bought by himself at the Lingzhan Food Trading Shop and asked the tea shop owner to borrow a stove.

The tea shop was just holding a bowl to eat alone, which made the many alien monks present a little dazed, not the noodles, but Zuo Yunting was eating so deliciously.

All the people here have traveled thousands of miles and seen the worldly feng shui, but this kind of hungry and feasting taste can never be experienced again in this life. This is not a regret for those here.

However, it is impolite to see people eating everywhere, so there are not many people looking at Zuo Yunting, just listening to his nonsense:

"Sosuo... aren't you talking nonsense? I heard from Mr. Shu that many vixen and scholars became husband and wife, and finally got a noble son."

"Oh, that's nonsense. Even if the demon race turns into human form, it cannot have children. If you want to reproduce, you will suffer from the pain of being crushed to pieces. You can use your great magical power to reshape the golden body and fundamentally become a human race."

"That's a pity. I also want to see a girl with fox ears and tails."

"There are some of this kind, but it is not born from humans and foxes, but the fox has low moral conduct and incomplete transformation..."

When Lao Lu heard this, he shook his head and chuckled, picked up the teacup and took a sip, wanting to continue wandering.

But at this moment, a "puff puff" sound came from outside the tea shop, and a bird flew over from the roof and landed on the windowsill.

Lao Lu thought it was a seagull, but in a blink of an eye...

hiss!!!

Mom...

Lao Lu was extremely determined and did not spray out the tea.

He glanced at the left and right first, then looked at the big white bird on the windowsill with his head tilted to look at him, not knowing what to say.

Tuanzi was also shocked, but he followed Zuo Lingquan's past instructions and acted stupidly without showing it.

It first tilted its head and looked at Old Man Lu for a few more times, then looked at Zuo Yunting's noodle bowl.

"grumble……"

Tuanzi hesitated for a while, and was not good at begging for food, so he could only turn his head to bear the pain and fly out again.??

Old Lu for no reason, wiped his eyes, and after confirming that it was not his old eyes that were dizzy, he stood up and went out of the tea shop.

Seeing this, Zuo Yunting, who was feasting, saw this and waited for Lao Lu to leave, put down the empty bowl that was almost finished with the soup, said, "Go and pick up shit." He ran out of the tea shop, found Lao Lu who was wandering around the alley, and asked:

"Lao Lu, why are you leaving? You are not waiting for the ship?"

"Don't interrupt... I was still there just now, why is this bird missing..."

"Bird? Isn't the bird in the crotch? Is the sun shrunk into the abdomen?"

"roll……"
Chapter completed!