Chapter 587 Adventure

No one knows the horror of the T virus better than Su Jing.

In the realm of Resident Evil, almost the entire world was eventually occupied by zombies...

And this so-called Yin Corpse is actually similar to the T-Virus. But now it seems that this ghost cultivator is different from Yin Jiu. He has no limits and even no moral integrity...

So it is conceivable that in the future, I am afraid that the one hundred thousand army that I will face will be the army of Inferi, right?

And if he can't win, there's no chance that this world will completely turn into a world of Inferi in a short period of time.

The worst news is that I have met a reincarnator who doesn’t regard the natives as human lives, and he is willing to destroy an entire world just to win...

If you want to win, I'm afraid you can no longer use conventional methods.

"In extraordinary times, only extraordinary measures can be taken."

Su Jing sighed: "The Lord God may have also determined that we will be the loser, but in fact, we still have a chance of victory, although it is very small, but... you have to listen to me..."

Qu Wuyi said quietly: "Although I am the captain, when have I not listened to you?"

"Ah hahahaha, that's right too."

Su Jing pretended not to hear Qu Wuyi's resentful complaints. How should I put it? He knew too much important information, but he didn't know how to explain the source of the information. Sometimes, he would naturally appear a little too confident. Too overbearing... It was really thanks to Murong Ruo being obsessed with swordsmanship that he had no intention of caring about other things, while Qu Wuyi also understood the general situation and only complained occasionally.

But there's really no way to explain it.

He sighed and said: "Rong Ruo, remember to do what I told you before... As for me, I should also find a way to find out the whereabouts of that ghost cultivator."

Murong Ruo said worriedly: "How to find it? If you put yourself in danger, I'm afraid it won't be safe..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm sure of it."

Su Jing said: "I am the only Taoist cultivator in this plane. It is not difficult to find another Taoist cultivator...but how to gain his trust is a problem. But when the time comes, we will adapt accordingly. Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered.”

"That's good."

Murong Ruo said: "I'll do it right now..."

As he said that, he lowered his head and glanced at the couple lying side by side. Huang Rong's eyebrows were tight, as if she was having a nightmare that she couldn't wake up from, while Guo Jing's eyebrows were dark and green, and he could tell at a glance that he had been poisoned. .

She couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

after……

A piece of news that shocked the entire martial arts world spread quickly due to the deliberate efforts of some thoughtful people.

The hero Guo Jing, who was responsible for guarding Xiangyang City, was plotted by the Mongolian Tatars. He was poisoned so much that he looked like a walking corpse and could die at any time. Medicine Master Dongxie Huang was decapitated by the thieves and died with his eyes open. The enemy's attack also made Guo Daxia Both of his disciples and their unborn son died! Huang Rong, the leader of the Beggar Clan, could not bear the pain of losing his son and father, and he is still unconscious to this day.

The entire martial arts world was immediately shaken by a huge wave...

Guo Jing has a high reputation in the martial arts world. He has guarded Xiangyang for decades with Wu Mu's suicide note, and has worked hard and achieved great results. Even the most arrogant martial arts people have to praise Guo Jing when they hear his name. Now they never expected that their family would actually fall in love with him. In an instant, the family was destroyed and everyone died? !

For a time, everyone in the martial arts world was panicked.

The enemy in the heart is so powerful that even Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Ultimates, and Guo Jing, who is not inferior to the Five Ultimates, are no match for him?

Could it be that... Xiangyang is about to be destroyed?

Is the Song Dynasty coming to an end?

The entire martial arts world was in turmoil, and countless martial arts figures who were not firm in their stance took the initiative to march towards Mongolia and fell into the arms of Mongolia.

For a time, Mongolia's momentum surged!

"What?! Jing'er...Jing'er actually..."

With three thousand Quanzhen disciples on the way, Qiu Chuji's journey was naturally not as fast as Su Jing and others. It had been a long time since Su Jing arrived, but they were still halfway there. Hearing the rumors, he couldn't help but his face suddenly turned pale and he cried bitterly. : "Could it be that God has destroyed our Song Dynasty? First it was the Quanzhen Sect, then Jing'er... The Mongolian invasion of the Song Dynasty is really unstoppable?!"

Ma Yu was quite indifferent and said calmly: "In any case, our coexistence with Xiangyang is... the difference between dying early and dying late, junior brother, why do you have to act like a child?"

"Yes, the Quanzhen Sect has ceased to exist in name only. Isn't the reason why we are hanging on alive just to prevent the Mongolian Tatars from invading the Song Dynasty? It's time to go all out..."

"Go ahead, go ahead... When you meet Master in the future, you will be able to straighten your back. It's a pity that martial arts... I'm afraid I will be scolded by Master."

The Five Quanzhen disciples sighed dejectedly, and immediately ordered the Quanzhen disciples to speed up their journey, and they must reach Xiangyang as soon as possible!

In the Valley of Flowers.

The old naughty kid who always liked to go out and cause trouble and then come back with a face filled with joy came back crying loudly. When he got to the door, he sat down on the ground with a thud and rolled over desperately, howling desperately...

"Brother...my brother...Huang Laoxie...how come you are finished...you have imprisoned me for decades, and my old naughty boy has not yet settled the accounts with you. Why are you just like my brother?" We went together. I will avenge my brother, but I will not avenge you. Don’t expect me to avenge you..."

Crying and packing.

His brother was about to die, how could he stand by and watch?

Although the old naughty boy is playful, he is not an unloyal person... We must save him!

And thousands of miles away.

A man who described himself as a loner knelt in front of a Zen room, wept bitterly, and said loudly: "Master...Master, my two sons and my unborn grandson were all brutally killed by the enemy. I beg you, Master, to let my son come out of the mountain." , to avenge the blood and hatred for our children and grandchildren!”

"Amitabha, how can you sow good causes but not bear good results... In troubled times... In troubled times..."

In the room, the monk with long beard and white clothes closed his eyes, but could not hide the throbbing in his heart. He sighed to the monk sitting quietly next to him: "Cien, you have been tormented by hatred for many years. Now that you have enlightened your mind as a teacher, you can teach me." I need a way out of you!”

"What method?"

Ci En, who should have died at the hands of Jin Lun Dharma King, but survived due to the butterfly effect, clasped his hands together and asked his master.

The kind-faced monk could not conceal the sternness in his brows, and said word by word: "To eliminate evil is to promote good! To die to save the people of the world is a great good. Now, the poor monk feels that great evil has come to the world, It’s time for me, a member of the Buddhist sect, to be born... to stay away from the world is not what we, the martial arts practitioners, do!”

Ci'en did not hesitate and said: "Disciple, sincerely abide by the law, I will pack my luggage and rush to Xiangyang tomorrow."

"I will go with you as a teacher!"

"Master?!"

"No need to say more, I have made up my mind to become a teacher, go and pack your luggage."

"yes!"

And in front of Broken Heart Cliff...

The man with a broken arm who had just entered the Heartless Valley stood in the wind, with a slightly solemn look on his face, and murmured: "Uncle Guo... But now, the sixteen-year period has come, I... How can I... Sigh... …”

He let out a long sigh, with a dejected look on his face!

The world is in turmoil because of a piece of news!

And Guo Mansion, which sent the news...

But it was unexpectedly calm, even terrifyingly calm.

"It's time to find out the whereabouts of that Taoist cultivator."

Su Jing sat cross-legged, with a slightly solemn look on his face...

But how to find out, it seems now, we have to take a risk.