Xiao Wu flew all the way, and his speed remained at the state of normal infancy.

He flew all the way east, but unfortunately there was nothing here for him to refer to, and he wanted to ask the monk to ask, but he was worried that a Yuanying monk like himself would not know the specific location of Dream Source City, which might not be reasonable.

Xiao Wu opened the storage equipment of Ke Shen and Katsu, which contained some pills, magic weapons, materials, etc., and the others were some miscellaneous items. Among them, there were two identity tokens, Xiao Wu specially took them out to check, but found that they were engraved with the words "self-denial, Xuanming Mountain, Yuan Infancy". This simple identity token was obviously not issued by the sect. Then there is another possibility, this token comes from Dream Source City.

Xiao Wu found a problem, if he pretended to be like this, then I am afraid that once he checked the token, he would be exposed. What if you pretend to be self-denial? But the problem is that with the situation of those two, it is estimated that Dream Source City has been notified by now.

Xiao Wu was depressed, since he was thinking about pretending, it might be better to kill the two of them. At that time, Xiao Wu didn't think much about it, but in fact, he still thought in his heart that he didn't want to kill more.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in front of him, Xiao Wu looked up, but it was a team of monks who stopped in front of him, a team of seven people, all of whom were Yuanying monks.

The leader of the Yuanying Peak, without waiting for Xiao Wu to speak, said sharply: "You have been recruited! Show your identity!"

Xiao Wu threw the token of self-denial over with his hand, and after the man inspected it, he threw it back, and spoke much more politely, "Fellow Daoist, according to the order of Mengyuan City, kill the monks outside the realm!"

Xiao Wu was embarrassed, "But I still have something!"

The man frowned, "What's the matter?"

I don't know what's important? I had to say nonsense: "I'm going to visit my friend in Dream Source City, he's about to break through, just wait for my pill to save his life!"

The man raised his eyebrows, "It's wartime, all the monks above the Yuan Infant have been recruited, and all the monks below the Jindan are evacuating the mortal people! Your friend is also among the recruits! Either follow me or punish you!"

As he spoke, several people had already surrounded Xiao Wu in the middle.

What else can I say?" Xiao Wu sighed helplessly, "Okay, listen to the adults." ”

Xiao Wu joined them, and the group obviously got the information, so the direction was extremely clear.

On the way, Xiao Wu tried to talk to these people, "Boss, where are we going?"

The man at the head was dressed in black, his face was cold, he frowned at this time, glanced back at Xiao Wu, and replied, "We went to Thousand Sails City, and we found an out-of-bounds monk there. ”

"Boss, why do we have to fight with the Outer Realm Cultivators, can't we get along?" Xiao Wu asked.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words were finished, several people looked at Xiao Wu in unison. Xiao Wu knew that he was probably a taboo when he said this.

But the leader asked, "How long have you been practicing?"

Xiao Wu thought for a moment, and then said, "I've been practicing for three hundred years. ”

Click~!Everyone stopped in unison.

Xiao Wu looked at a few people in amazement, what's the matter? Is it strange that I have been cultivating for three hundred years?

But he saw that the leader of the man clenched his fists and bowed, "I don't want to be a Taoist friend who has reached such a cultivation in three hundred years, and I am disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

"Forehead......" Xiao Wu scratched his head, "No, no." ”

But I saw a young man in a brocade robe shaking his head and sighing, "When I was three hundred years old, I had just entered the Jindan. ”

Xiao Wu was shocked this time, the longevity of the Zhuji monk will definitely not reach the age of three hundred, but here he is three hundred years old and has just entered the Golden Pill?

Another man with a short body nodded and said, "I practiced for four hundred and fifty years and entered the Yuan Infant at the beginning of the year. ”

That's embarrassing. Xiao Wu had to say politely, "Fellow Daoists have worked hard to cultivate, but my foundation is not solid enough. ”

Seeing that the leader smiled bitterly and shook his head, "No wonder you have illusions about outsiders. Alas...... After all, my cultivation is shallow, and I don't know how difficult my generation is. ”

Xiao Wu was stunned this time, "Does this have anything to do with outsiders?"

The leader nodded, "I didn't believe it before, but now that I really see outsiders, I believe it." Haven't you entered the Dream Pavilion yet?"

Xiao Wu heard a new word again, and his mind was racing rapidly, is this going to be entered? They all seem to have entered? Then I...... Xiao Wu really couldn't lie, so he had to smile apologetically, "I've been practicing all the time, and I haven't entered the Dream Pavilion." ”

The head monk nodded, "That's it." Brother Wei has nothing to say, I just want to tell you that if you see an outsider monk, you will kill it, no matter who it is, even if it is a delicate and lovely female cultivator, you must kill it. ”

Xiao Wu fell into deep thought, and several people hit the road again.

The conversation was much more cordial, and Xiao Wu knew that the head monk was named Han Yang, who was practicing in the Sea of Falling Ice. The young man in the brocade robe was named Feng Songbai, the city lord of the Western Listening Wind City, and he was recruited like Xiao Wu. There is also a strong monk named Li Chengyu, who is a wandering monk.

While walking and chatting about cultivation, Xiao Wu realized that the life span of the people here was indeed much longer, but their cultivation speed was indeed much slower. Three hundred years to be able to enter the Yuan Infant is already extremely fast, and Xiao Wu is now showing the late cultivation of the Yuan Infant, if it is said that the cultivation of three hundred years is even more incredible.

And what makes Xiao Wu concerned is that the highest cultivation here is to step into the refining void. That's right, it's just stepping into the refining void, but you can't really make an inch. This made Xiao Wu have another conjecture, could it be that there was some kind of prohibition here, so that the cultivation of the people here was suppressed under the refining void, or was it some other reason?

But no matter what, it's like a world specially prepared for the Daozi trial. The highest realm of refining the void, a monk who hates the outside world to the bone, no matter how you look at it, this is a place to hone your cultivation. Then this hatred is easy to understand, maybe every thousand years, there will be people from the outside world who are tested by the Dao, and some will be killed by foreign monks.

Xiao Wu has a sense of unreality now, it's too much like a game here. Then there is a good reason why the foreign monks do not regard the people here as their own kind. Killing or even slaughtering cities, in such a strange place that does not threaten one's own safety, people's evil will be magnified.

"Ready! The five members of our team will be deployed together, and the three Daoists will assist at that time! Outer Realm Monk, fifty miles ahead. Han Yang assigned tasks to everyone.

Like Xiao Wu, in addition to Feng Songbai, there was also a female cultivator who was recruited, but she didn't speak, and the three of them nodded and fell to the back of the team.

The five-person team led by Han Yang each took out a magic weapon, stretched out the formation, and slowly flew forward. This should be some kind of formation to shield the aura, Xiao Wu can already feel that there are two Yuanying cultivators in front of him, and they are killing people.

"Hehe, I didn't expect the monks here to be so rubbish! My Ten Thousand Soul Banners can be refined this time!" A monk held a spirit banner in his hand and waved it towards the city below, and one by one the living people fell to the ground, and the living souls were directly withdrawn from their bodies.

The other person frowned, obviously not very suitable for his companion's approach, "Cheng Daoyou, let's kill less!"

That Cheng Daoyou looked at the man, "Brother Lin, what kind of place are you here? You will be killed at any time, you still care about the people here? My Ten Thousand Soul Banner absorbs 100,000 souls, and I can keep you worry-free!"

Although Han Yang's face was cold, he was still slowly approaching, and when he was very close, he said in a deep voice: "Do it!"