Chapter 3602 Tailing

Yang Kai laughed: "Han Shanzhu misunderstood, I can't tell you something, but there are about 10,000 demons over there two thousand miles away, if Han Shanzhu goes like this, it is tantamount to his own cast a net."

"Two thousand miles away?" Han Zhengqing couldn't help but have a weird expression when he heard the words, and he looked at Yang Kai with more vigilance.

He doesn't know what Yang Kai's cultivation is now, but it is said that when the lord of Soaring Heaven Palace rebelled from the star realm, he was at the second level of Emperor Senior, and now a few years later, it is the third level of Emperor Senior.

And an emperor's three-layer mirror, no matter how powerful his spiritual consciousness is, how can he spy on the situation two thousand miles away? Taking a step back, even if you can spy on it, how can you find out such a detailed number as 10,000? How powerful is the divine sense to do this? I'm afraid only those false emperors are qualified, right?

So when Yang Kai said that two thousand miles away, the number was ten thousand, Han Zhengqing's first reaction was that this Palace Master Yang was a bit alarmist. Normally, he would have ridiculed it, but now he got his life. Even though Han Zhengqing didn't think so, Han Zhengqing was embarrassed to speak ill of him.

So he just cupped his hands slightly, and said flatly: "Thank you, Palace Master Yang, for reminding me, goodbye!"

After saying that, he led the hundreds of people gathered around him to turn around and leave.

Regardless of whether Yang Kai was scaremongering or not, and whether there were really ten thousand demons over there, he had to go in that direction, because that was their goal.

When he was leaving, Han Zhengqing's spiritual thoughts surged, and the orders were conveyed one after another. Hundreds of people quickly lined up, looking at each other head to tail. In this way, even if they encountered the enemy, they could quickly form an army formation. To resist.

However, after walking a short distance, Han Zhengqing frowned and looked back, only to see Palace Master Yang with his hands behind his back at a hundred feet behind the team, following him unhurriedly. He even smiled at him and nodded slightly, the meaning couldn't be more obvious: You go your way, I'll go mine.

Han Zhengqing showed displeasure on his face. He felt that his attitude was already obvious, but he didn't expect that Palace Master Yang didn't have the demeanor of the first palace master, and he actually played the trick of following.

At present, the speed of the order is accelerated, but they don't want Yang Kai to be fast if they are fast, and Yang Kai will be slow if they are slow, always staying a hundred feet behind.

Since he can't get rid of it, he can only let it go. The strength Yang Kai showed before is really good. Such a team of hundreds of people is nothing in his eyes. There is no good fruit to eat here.

He didn't know that Yang Kai who was following behind him was also very helpless.

On the way back, since he met this group of stragglers from the human race, Yang Kai couldn't ignore them, not to mention that there were more than a dozen disciples from Bingxin Valley and Fan Xin whom he knew, even if these people were all strangers, Yang Kai would still Keep them safe.

They headed south as they headed south, obviously to return to the station of the human army, left and right were just a matter of going along the way, just a little delay.

What's more, they couldn't perceive it, but Yang Kai checked it clearly. In this area of ​​thousands of miles, there are not only stragglers like the human race, but also many demons, the number of which is large or small. There's nothing good about either one.

After traveling less than a hundred miles, Han Zhengqing suddenly frowned, and looked back again, with serious eyes.

Because he had just noticed that Yang Kai's Spiritual Sense suddenly surged, and he didn't know if he was investigating something. The fluctuation of Spiritual Sense was not obvious, but it was not obscure, and it happened to be within the range he could detect.

Seeing that his expression was different, Fan Xin who was beside him asked, "Master Han, what's the matter?"

Han Zhengqing didn't explain, just shook his head slowly, and said in a condensed voice: "Order, be careful." He didn't know what Yang Kai's divine sense was conveying to the outside world, but he could only do his own thing well.

Fanxin nodded and conveyed Han Zhengqing's orders one by one.

After another thirty miles, Han Zhengqing's galloping figure suddenly stopped, he raised his hand, and hundreds of people behind him immediately stabilized their figure.

"Prepare for battle!" Han Zhengqing shouted in a low voice, and the expressions of the hundreds of human races cheered up. Various secret treasures were sacrificed, and small teams began to operate in an orderly manner. In an instant, the army formation was formed. The human breath is almost connected as one, and the eye of the formation is where Han Zhengqing is. Moreover, this formation is not a dead formation, but a living formation, which can be changed at will. With the help of the formation, Han Zhengqing originally The aura that was somewhat sluggish due to the injury suddenly increased a lot.

Yang Kai, who was hundreds of feet away, stood in place touching his chin, watching with relish.

He hasn't returned for a few years, and the war between the two worlds is just a few casual recitations. Naturally, he doesn't know the specific situation on the side of the astral world. Now that he sees this army formation, he realizes that a few years have passed, and the warriors on the side of the astral world have fully adapted to it. After following the rhythm of the war and seeing the leopard in the middle, a team of hundreds of people can form an army formation so quickly, they must have been familiar with it for a long time, and such a set of tactics must have been done countless times, so that practice makes perfect.

The breeze is blowing, and the air of killing is pervasive. The hundreds of human machines that are integrated are closely connected, and they will deal a fatal blow as soon as the enemy shows up.

All of a sudden, Han Zhengqing let out a sigh, and whispered in a certain direction: "Han Zhengqing, the third left guard in the ninth town of the Bingchen Army, is here. Who is it?"

After the voice fell, a blurry figure who had performed a secret technique ten miles away slowly appeared, and an excited voice came out: "Is it Han Zuowei?"

The visitor obviously knew Han Zhengqing.

After hearing the other party's voice, Han Zhengqing also reacted: "Is it Liu Youwei?"

"It's Liu!" There was a loud laugh, and there was joy in the laughter. The man hurried towards Han Zhengqing and the others, and when he got close, a burly man appeared in everyone's eyes. , this big man was covered in blood all over his body, both his own and his enemies', and there were many wounds on his body that were deep enough to see the bones, but he seemed to be all right, exuding a sturdy aura all over his body.

Seeing that it was one of his own, Han Zhengqing waved his hand to signal everyone to relax, but Han Zhengqing himself did not relax his vigilance, and stretched out his hand and said, "Forgive Liu Youwei, on the battlefield, everything must be done according to the rules."

"Liu can save it." Liu Youwei obviously knew what the rules were, and immediately stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Han Zhengqing. The next moment, the two of them mobilized together to check the situation in each other's bodies.

Once touched and closed, after confirming that there is no magic element in the opponent's body, Han Zhengqing was really relieved, let go of his big hand and said, "Where are your people?"

That Liu Youwei raised his thumb, pointed to the back and said: "A hundred miles away, Mr. Liu came to check on the situation first, and I will call them over here."

As he spoke, he took out a communication compass, and his spiritual thoughts surged, pouring information into it.

Han Zhengqing said happily, "How many people do you have?"

When Liu Youwei heard the words, his face was gloomy, he looked at the people behind Han Zhengqing and said, "It's almost the same as Lord Han's side, how is the situation on Lord Han's side?"

Han Zhengqing looked back and forced a laugh: "There were more than five hundred people following behind when we broke through, but now there are only so few left."

Liu Youwei showed admiration when he heard the words: "Master Han is really good at saving more than half of the five hundred troops, but we can't do it on our side. There are more than a thousand people... Hey, let's not mention it."

Han Zhengqing gave a wry smile. He was surrounded by demons before. If it wasn't for the divine soldiers from the sky, the Lord of the Yang Palace, there would be no one else. I'm afraid the whole army would have been wiped out by now. But it's not convenient to explain anything at this time.

But now, if they can join forces with Liu Youwei, they will have more money to protect themselves. After all, this place is still thousands of miles away from their goal. How many people can safely withdraw from this road, even if there are thorns and thorns every step of the way?

The other party was hundreds of miles away, so it would definitely take some time to come over. Han Zhengqing discussed with Liu Youwei, then moved to a place that was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and waited for the friendly army while recovering himself.

When recovering, Liu Youwei suddenly came to Han Zhengqing's side, pointed in a direction curiously and said, "Master Han, that one over there is..."

Along the way, he had already discovered that there was a person who was following a hundred feet away from the back of the team. He was handsome and talented. Looking young, he gave people an unfathomable feeling.

Say that he is one of his own, but he has been hanging behind, not close or far away, say that he is an enemy, but he has no hostility at all.

Even when he pointed at him, the man showed a smile.

Han Zhengqing shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about this person, Liu Youwei shrugged his shoulders, and didn't say any more. He was not as good as Han Zhengqing in terms of cultivation level. Before the war, he had to salute carefully when he saw Han Zhengqing. In terms of status, he was not as good as Han Zhengqing, and the other party didn't want to ask more, so he naturally didn't want to ask more.

But that person should be one of us, right? When he turned his head to look, he saw Fan Youwei walked up to the young man, brought him some water to drink, then smiled apologetically and said something, but the young man waved his hand.

Regarding this situation, Han Zhengqing only frowned slightly, without expressing anything else.

At this moment, Han Zhengqing raised his brows suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Someone is here!"

Liu Youwei was stunned for a moment: "It's not that fast. Your lord has sent a message that it will take half an hour to get here."

"It's not yours!" Han Zhengqing stood up and blew lightly.

The hundreds of people who were meditating and adjusting their breath immediately got up, and Chao Han Zhengqing gathered around, and within twenty breaths, the previous army formation took shape again, and the air of chilling and killing pervaded the air.

After a stick of incense, dozens of guys with scars all over their bodies and even missing arms and legs appeared in front of Han Zhengqing.

It wasn't the demons who came, but the human race. Like Han Zhengqing, Liu Youwei and others, they were all scattered soldiers of the human race scattered around.