At dawn the next day, Zuo Qiulu gave the order to attack. This time, he also let Zuo Qiulong and the others be the vanguard. But this time, they did not divide their forces. There were only two hundred people left, so there was no need to divide them.
Zuo Qiulong carried his saber and rushed forward with more than two hundred people. The people of Youyan Pass were already prepared. With a flash of the Divine Formation of Heaven and Earth, five or six thousand people immediately rushed forward.
"Kill!"
Zuo Qiulu roared and followed up with ten people. Although they still had a fatal feeling, they could not care so much. They had no way to retreat.
"Swish ~"
Zuo Qiulu carried a halberd and easily killed two or three hundred warriors with one sweep.
The ten people were also unstoppable. They all released their attacks. After a few rounds, more than half of the thousands of people in front were killed!
"Woo ~"
A low horn sounded, and the remaining two thousand people immediately fled downwards like monkeys on a fallen tree. In just a few blinks of an eye, all of them had escaped.
"What's going on?"
Zuo Qiulu did not dare to move at this moment. Didn't Youyan Pass mobilize tens of thousands of troops?
Why didn't they resist and let them in so easily?
There must be a reason for this abnormality!
"Let's go!"
Zuo Qiulu thought for a moment and waved his hand to let Zuo Qiulong lead the team to fly in front. They followed closely, scanning the surroundings with their divine thoughts, looking for hidden dangers.
That's right!
The faint sense of crisis still did not disappear. Yesterday, Zuo Qiulong said that as long as they entered this place, there would be no sense of crisis.
But now that they were inside, the sense of crisis was stronger than before.
They were all experts who had wandered the line of life and death countless times, so they were very sensitive to danger.
Their hearts were particularly heavy. If they had a way to retreat, they would have all retreated.
The group did not dare to split up or fly too fast. They flew straight to the north. Everyone was searching around with their divine thoughts, and their scalps were numb.
Because as they moved forward, everyone felt the danger.
There was no one in the wilderness. It was terribly quiet.
The more unknown, the more afraid they were. If they knew what the enemy was, they might not be so panicked.
"What else do they have?"
Zuo Qiulu still could not figure it out. Ling Qingyan and the others only had three Divinity Supreme Masters. Even if they could control one or two King Grade wild beasts, they could still deal with them.
Could it be that they could conjure several hundred Supreme Masters out of thin air?
"It's foggy …"
After flying for hundreds of miles, Zuoqiu Long suddenly exclaimed. Zuoqiu Long and the others scanned with their Divine Perception, and their expressions became even more solemn.
Fog suddenly appeared in the mountains hundreds of miles ahead. Moreover, the fog was very thick, and it was blue.
There was clearly something wrong with this fog. It was a kind of maze.
"Keep going!"
Zuo Qiulu waved his hand. There were arrangements in front, which meant that the Prince of Yan and the others were very likely to be inside. As long as they killed the Prince of Yan and the others, the land of Youyan would be theirs.
Zuo Qiulu had never thought of breaking the formation, because in his view, an ordinary illusion formation would not be able to trap them. There were not many formation masters in the land of Youyan Pass.
Among the eleven of them, there was a senior elder of the Craftsmen's Sect who was proficient in Dharma Formations.
The group of people continued forward and soon entered an area filled with blue smoke. The smoke billowed upwards and shrouded half the sky, making it difficult for everyone to use their Spiritual Force to probe around.
"Child's play!"
Zuo Qiulu scanned with his Spiritual Force and sneered. If it was a powerful maze, no one's Spiritual Force would be able to penetrate into the blue smoke. However, they could barely probe around, which meant that … this formation was not too strong.
"There are people hiding below!"
A Supreme Master of the Immortal Realm moved his lips and transmitted a message to Zuo Qiulu. The sneer on Zuo Qiulu's face became more obvious. He had already detected those martial artists hiding below, and they were all powerful figures of the Immortal Realm.
He pretended not to see them and was trapped by the maze.
"Keep going!"
Zuo Qiulu shouted and frantically scanned with his Spiritual Force. After entering this mountain, he felt that the sense of crisis was getting stronger.
This meant that the hidden experts were in the mountains. He wanted to see what kind of experts the Land of Youyan Pass had.
Who could make them feel such a terrible sense of crisis?
"Oh, there's a manor, and there are many people outside!"
The Supreme Master of the Immortal Realm transmitted a message again after flying for several miles. Obviously, that manor was the base camp of the Land of Youyan Pass because there were at least ten thousand people gathered here.
"Stop!"
Zuo Qiulu suddenly shouted at this moment. His expression became even more terrible. He frowned and his eyes were filled with surprise because … he felt four powerful auras in the manor.
Zuo Qiulu felt that the powerful ones must be Supreme Masters of the Immortal Realm, but there were only three Supreme Masters of the Immortal Realm in the Land of Youyan Pass.
Where did the last one come from?
Most importantly, among the four, there was a Supreme Master of the Immortal Realm with an extremely powerful aura. The fatal crisis he felt was coming from this person.
"Four?"
The other Supreme Masters of the Immortal Realm also sensed it. They looked at each other and their eyes were filled with fear.
It was impossible for a Supreme Master of the Immortal Realm to appear out of nowhere in the Land of Youyan Pass, and this person's aura was so terrifying. There was only one explanation.
Lu Li was here!
"That's impossible!"
Zuo Qiulu murmured. Only four months had passed. Logically speaking, Lu Li should not have woken up.
Even if he did, he would be extremely weak. How could he have such a powerful aura?
Time passed by bit by bit. Some people's foreheads began to drip with cold sweat.
For them, Lu Li was an insurmountable mountain, a symbol of invincibility.
As long as it was really Lu Li, they would not dare to approach him even if he was on the verge of death.
In everyone's mind, Lu Li had already reached the combat strength of a Two-tribulation Divine God. Zuo Qiulu, the strongest among them, was still far away from the Two-tribulation Divine God realm. They were even weaker. How could they dare to fight with Lu Li?
How many demons had died in Lu Li's hands over the years?
Three ten-winged demons had been killed by Lu Li or died because of him. As for eight-winged demons, there were countless.
Everyone had seen with their own eyes that Lu Li could kill eight-winged demons as easily as chopping watermelons. Their combat strength was not much different from that of eight-winged demons. In terms of defense, they were even weaker than many eight-winged demons.
"Let's go!"
Zuo Qiulu thought for the time for half an incense stick to burn and gave the order.
Zuo Qiulong, who was at the front, had no choice but to lead the way. Everyone slowed down by ten times and flew toward the manor bit by bit.
There were many warriors outside the manor. All of them were mighty warriors and super mighty ones in the Divinity. They could be vaguely seen in the blue haze.
None of the tens of thousands of warriors moved. They just sneered at the sky and stared at Zuo Qiulu and the others who were getting closer.
"Phew, phew ~"
A ring on Zuo Qiulu's hand glowed. A black ball appeared. His heart was beating very fast at this moment. He was tense to the extreme.
His psychic power spread out like water and slowly probed toward the four people in the manor. The sense of crisis inside him grew stronger and stronger.
Soon, his psychic power scanned the four powerful warriors in the plaza. He was familiar with three of them. They were Ling Qingyan and the other two Supreme Warriors from the Divinity.
Zuo Qiulu's psychic power locked onto a man sitting in the middle of the plaza. It was a man. He looked pale and sick. His eyes were closed. It seemed that he was taking a nap.
"It's Lu Li!"
Zuo Qiulu could not help but shout. The other Supreme Warriors in the Divinity also locked onto the man in the middle of the plaza.
At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes. There was a saber in his hand. It was the Coldblade Saber.
The saber in his hand glowed. A surge of violent qi and energy spread out from him. It was as if a sleeping dragon had been awakened …
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PS: The weather is warm and cold. The temperature difference is big. Everyone, take care. The old monster has a fever of 40 degrees …