The tremor of the ground is getting stronger and stronger. Not far away, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the sand and gravel trembled.

Chu Cheng looked over and saw dozens of carriages rushing towards this side. Especially the first one, riding a fiery red BMW, four hooves churning, long mane flying, hooves do not leave the ground, galloping fast.

In a few moments, the carriages approached, and the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing the figure of the man at the head.

This man is about forty years old, his sideburns are gray, but his aura is magnificent, and his whole body exudes a strong aura.

Chu Cheng stared at the middle-aged man, and his expression was also grim. This middle-aged monk gave him the feeling that he was like a fierce tiger, moving like a mountain and moving like thunder.

This person could not feel a single fluctuation of spiritual power, but it was extremely powerful. Not weaker than any Qi Gathering Monk!

"Martial Dao Innate Great Perfection!" Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, a little surprised.

The martial arts innate corresponds to the Qi Gathering Cultivator, and the innate Great Perfection master is naturally comparable to the Ten Layers of Qi Gathering Great Perfection. Moreover, the Innate Great Perfection has touched a trace of the unity of heaven and man, and it can fly in the sky for a short time.

At this point, an ordinary tenth-level Qi Gathering Cultivator was naturally no match for a martial arts innate perfection master.

Martial arts are innate, and you can be an official and a half-position in any country, and a master of consummation can be knighted directly.

Chu Cheng was a little surprised, he would meet an innate master in this kind of wilderness. This person's aura is a few points stronger than his grandfather Chu Ba, and he is the strongest of the innate masters he has ever met.

At this time, when the middle-aged man saw the corpses all over the ground, he also frowned, and looked at the black-clothed man covered in blood, revealing his vigilance.

More than a hundred people behind the middle-aged man drew their weapons one after another at this moment.

Chu Cheng looked at the people behind the middle-aged man, and he was also surprised. There are more than a dozen innate masters, and the rest are all quenching martial artists, and these people are a super force in any country.

"Who are you?" asked the middle-aged man, frowning.

Chu Cheng is beautiful, his eyes are very clear, there is no trace of murderous aura, but he is covered in blood.

The more powerful the master, the calmer he is, and he will not easily reveal his murderous aura, because his murderous aura only appears at the moment before the other party falls.

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Cheng calmly, but he did not let down a trace of guard in his heart, but waited even more strictly.

That corpse, the magic sword in his hand is above the middle grade, and in the mortal world, it can be called a peerless sword. Whoever wields such a weapon must be a peerless master. But these dozen masters all fell in a pool of blood, and only this black-clothed young man remained.

What does this mean? This shows that these people were killed by young men in black. This shows that this young man in black is very dangerous!

"I've seen all my friends!" Chu Cheng spoke, clenched his fists and said: "In the Xia Huang Kingdom, the grandson of Wu Linghou, Chu Cheng!"

"After traveling for several years, today I met a group of monks who wanted to take away my family heirlooms. Chu Cheng continued: "Naturally, I won't agree, so there were some disputes. ”

"Monk?" The middle-aged man frowned, and some martial artists have always looked down on him. A low-level monk is no more than a few magic techniques and flying heavens. When it comes to melee combat, they still can't match these warriors.

The middle-aged man looked at the sword weapon and understood. Only a monk would have such a good weapon.

I saw the man in black again, covered in blood, obviously seriously injured.

In the face of more than a dozen monks, even if a middle-aged man met alone, he would not dare to be an enemy easily. This kind of ending is a sure loss!

The middle-aged man believed a little, and secretly said that this young man was powerful.

"It turned out to be a friend of Huang Guo, fortunately, I will be lucky!" Although the middle-aged man believed a little, he was still a little suspicious.

Huang Guo is also a big country in Qingzhou, but the aesthetic is really flattering. It stands to reason that the people of the Yellow Kingdom should be fat-headed and big-eared.

Chu Cheng saw that the middle-aged man was still looking at him, and he couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to say, "There was once a person who said a word to me. He said that pigs are still useful when they are full, but what about you? Sour meat is boring, like a pig in vain, and it is a pity to waste a whole body of meat. ”

Chu Cheng paused, and then said: "On that day, I was angry and directly beat that person into a pig's head, and vowed to be reborn, so it became like this. ”

"Hahaha!" The people behind him also laughed when they heard this.

As a strong man, a middle-aged man naturally will not laugh at another strong man in person. Holding back a smile and said: "Zhou is a person from the Great Mountain Country, if his friends don't dislike it, how about rushing together?"

After the mountain country is the Yi country, and then the tablet country, and after the tablet country is the Huang country.

The middle-aged man saw that Chu Cheng was severely injured, and when he saw that his martial arts attainments had reached this point at a young age, he cherished his talents.

"Thank you Brother Zhou so much!" Chu Cheng hugged his fists and thanked him, now that he was being chased and killed by the Qingzhou monks, he should be able to escape the pursuit if he was mixed in the crowd.

When his injuries heal and he advances to build a foundation, he will not be afraid of anyone unless Jin Dan is born! Even if he meets a condensation monk, he will be able to escape.

.......

.......

Four days later, the group traveled more than 3,000 miles, and there were still about 2,000 miles away from the mountain country.

At this time, Chu Cheng sat alone in a carriage and closed his eyes and breathed. After four days of recuperation, his injuries were healed, and his strength had recovered to sixty percent of his peak strength.

Don't look at it, it's only sixty percent, but it's enough for Chu Cheng to protect himself. Sixty percent of his strength is enough to kill an ordinary foundation building monk.

Now, Chu Cheng's cultivation has reached a saturation point, and he only owes the east wind.

As long as three days later, the primordial space will open again, and it will be the time for Chu Cheng to refine the Extreme Dao Pill.

At that time, there will be an Extreme Dao existence in the Qingzhou Continent! Chu Cheng will enter the Foundation Building Realm with the Extreme Dao Realm and become the strongest Foundation Building Monk in the past and present!

"Phew!" a voice sounded outside the carriage, followed by the sound of horses' hooves falling to the ground, and the entire convoy stopped.

"Whew!" Chu Cheng opened his eyes at this moment and exhaled a breath of filthy air.

"Sixty percent!" Chu Cheng smiled lightly, turned his head to open the curtains, and looked outside.

The sky is full of stars, like pearls, inlaid in the sky, beautiful and picturesque.

Chu Cheng was in a very happy mood, and after many days of pursuit, he finally had a moment of respite, and he recovered most of his injuries in four days.

For four days, I was mixed in this convoy, and sure enough, I did not encounter any resistance from the monks.

Two days ago, Chu Cheng felt a few late-stage aura of gathering qi searching for something, but he left quickly.

When those Qi Gathering Cultivators saw that there were more than a dozen martial arts innate masters in this convoy, they were also quite jealous and did not dare to investigate easily.

The carriage stopped, it was rustling outside, and the men began to prepare for a fire.

After a while, white smoke was wafting outside, and the light of the fire illuminated the night.

Outside the carriage, there was the sound of footsteps, which were very light, but very steady, and each step was the same frequency, the same sound.

The internal strength of the people who came must be very deep, those powerful martial artists, and peerless masters of the Tongmai Realm, have all reached the point of stepping on the snow without a trace.

"Brother Chu, it's cold, I'm afraid it's going to snow. Come out and warm up with a glass of hot wine. Outside the carriage, a middle-aged man shouted loudly.

Chu Cheng opened the curtain and looked up at the sky slightly, the sky was full of stars.

Under the moonlight, the cold wind is cold, and the snow is light. It's winter again, and it's the end of the year.

"Thank you Brother Zhou so much!" Chu Cheng hugged his fists in thanks and walked out of the carriage.

This middle-aged man's name is Zhou Wei, and he is said to be the head of a family dart bureau in Dashan. But these Chu Cheng naturally wouldn't believe that a martial arts innate Great Perfection martial artist was enough to be an official and a general.

However, Chu Cheng is still grateful to Zhou Wei, and in the past four days, Zhou Wei can be said to have taken good care of him.

There aren't many things you can do to a stranger in this deceitful world.

The goods they transported were also very valuable, but they were not at all defenseless against Chu Cheng.

Whether it's overly arrogant or well-intentioned. This is a hidden crisis for them.

If Chu Cheng is the kind of ungrateful person, then when he recovers from his injuries, and even with his current strength, he can kill all these more than 100 people.

For this alone, Zhou Wei deserves gratitude, because their carrying allowed Chu Cheng to avoid several blockades.

At that time, Chu Cheng had not slept for many days, was full of injuries, and was almost exhausted.

Chu Cheng stepped out of the carriage, followed behind Zhou Wei, and walked towards the red fire.

The snow fell lightly from the nine heavens, on the trees, on the grass, and on the bodies of men.

Chu Cheng looked at the moonlight, the snow was very clear under the moonlight, as if it was not snow that fell, but starlight.

The wanderer left his hometown for another winter, the end of this winter, and the spring will be ushered in again, this new year is the five years that Chu Cheng has left home,

I don't know how good the old marquis is? How much is the flower hair whiter? How deep are the wrinkles at the corners of the parents' eyes?

Chu Cheng is homesick, he misses his home in this world, and his home in this world.......

He closed his eyes and no longer looked at the bright moon, full of thoughts in his heart.

The bright moon was still there, and the starlight was converging towards Chu Cheng's body.

The bright moon in the sky, the streams in the distance, and the white earth all floated with stars.

Those star spots surged towards Chu Cheng's body at a speed invisible to the naked eye. His injuries were also healing quickly in these starlight.

Watching the moon at night, after a year, in this snow, it appeared again.

Chu Cheng's breath has increased from a little bit to the point of rising by leaps and bounds.

Seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent....... Peak!

His aura changed suddenly, and even this blizzard was in vain!

The snow is no longer shaking, the wind is no longer howling, and the world seems to be frozen in this scene!

Zhou Wei on the side noticed this scene, turned around and looked, and was suddenly shocked!

"Treading the snow without a trace!" his heart shook, and he was shocked by this scene!

Treading snow without a trace, this belongs to the realm of martial arts, which is called the unity of heaven and man!

In the entire Great Mountain Country, there are only five peerless masters in the Tongmai realm! But this Chu Cheng is so young! This is beyond common sense.

At this time, Chu Cheng's spirit was flashing, his entire body was wrapped in stars, and under his feet, there was a thick snow.

He walked in the snow, all the way, leaving no mark, as if he were melted with the snow.