Chapter 369 The Falling Cloud Ends

Han Yuan was practicing.

In his hand, a communication fairy weapon suddenly shone.

In front of him appeared a beautiful and elegant woman, with soft eyes as clear as water, and a faint smile, like a peony in bloom.

Han Yuan saluted and said: "Han Yuan meets Elder Honghe!"

This is the Golden Immortal Elder Zhu Zimei who came to Qingzhou to pick him up. Her Taoist name is Honghe, and she is a rare female Golden Immortal.

"I will arrive at the Mangui Territory in three days! Be prepared!" Zhu Zimei said softly.

Han Yuan was surprised: "So fast?"

Zhu Zimei nodded: "The envoy of the continent is very optimistic about you, and specially gave me a special consumable treasure, which saved six months of travel. You wait."

After speaking, Zhu Zimei directly disconnected the contact.

"I didn't expect the envoy of Qingzhou to think so highly of me!" Han Yuan was surprised.

Indeed, Qingzhou had directly given him support of 100 billion contribution points before, and it was in kind!

What Xuzhou gave him in advance was only the classics worth 1 billion contribution points, and most of them were not high-level classics. The only high-level "Nine Transformations of the Mysterious Immortal" could be exchanged in every continent.

Classics are a good thing without spending any money. In fact, Xuzhou didn't spend much. Although he sent a golden immortal, it was not the real body. Compared with Qingzhou's courage, it was far inferior.

"Xuzhou contacted me first. The distance is closer than Qingzhou, and the speed is so much slower than Qingzhou. It seems that I will stay in Qingzhou in the future!"

Han Yuan was no longer interested in practicing at this time. He released his spiritual sense to check the surrounding situation, and then his brows gradually frowned.

"Massacre? Zhuiyun, this kid, is looking for death!"

Han Yuan saw that the flying boat he was in and dozens of flying boats around him had arrived above a large city. All the flying boats' cannons were facing the direction of the city. On the flying boats, all the Gui people were sharpening their knives and were ready to massacre the city.

In the city, tens of millions of human beings were panic-stricken and desperate. Although there were many people, there were not many strong ones. There were only two human beings in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortal, who were sweating and at a loss.

At this time, six days had passed since Master Zhuiyun issued the declaration of massacre in the city. In half an hour, it would be the final moment.

Master Zhuiyun had a cold face. He stood at the front of the flying boat deck, with the butcher knife in his hand hanging in front of him, ready to fall at any time.

"Han Yuan, I know you are nearby. If you don't stand up, I will slaughter this city. This is the beginning, not the end! I will slaughter more human beings!"

Master Zhuiyun looked at the surrounding mountains and forests with sharp eyes. He knew that Han Yuan might be at the other end of the Barbarian Weird Domain, and might not even hear the news he sent out, but for his own future, he had to try anyway. What if he succeeded?

Countless human beings listened to his words, all of them with unwillingness, despair, pain and other expressions on their faces.

"Gui Clan, you will regret it!"

"People who kill people will be killed. Although we die, there will be strong people who will avenge us in the future!"

"It's no big deal if we die. Let's fight them!"

"There are only 100,000 Gui Clan. We will kill them by self-destruction!"

In the city, most of the human race planned to fight to the death.

Only a small number of people shouted for Han Yuan to come out and save everyone with his own life.

This part of people is not large in proportion, but there are not a few of them. The city lord stood on the city wall and heard the strange sound in the city. He gave an order without hesitation to kill those who complained in order to correct the morale of the army.

Hundreds of thousands of people were killed one after another. The blood and energy that soared into the sky dissipated a lot of despair in the city. Countless monks stood on the city wall with red eyes, staring at the Gui Clan angrily, wanting to fight like a trapped beast!

Young Master Zhuiyun stood on the flying boat with a slightly moved expression. He was surprised by the bloodiness of the human race.

Before, he was allowed to search cities one by one. He thought that the human race was weak, but he didn't expect that they were just forbearing before. Now they are in desperate situation and immediately burst out with blood and blood.

"No wonder the naturally weak human race can be ranked in the middle level. It is indeed not to be underestimated."

Young Master Zhuiyun laughed coldly, "But that's all! Forget it, no more waiting, let them..."

"Wait!"

A voice suddenly sounded.

Young Master Zhuiyun immediately raised his head and saw a young man standing in the air, but he didn't recognize his appearance.

He was naturally Han Yuan, but Han Yuan's appearance was changed.

"Who are you?" Young Master Zhuiyun said coldly.

Han Yuan said with a cold expression: "I am a Biyou Sanxian, living in seclusion in the mountains. I heard that you want to slaughter the human race. How dare you bully my human race?"

Young Master Zhuiyun was shocked and looked at General Shantong, saying in a voice transmission: "What is this person's cultivation?"

General Shantong secretly took out a treasure mirror to check, and said in a voice transmission: "Young Master, this person is a perfect celestial immortal."

When Young Master Zhuiyun heard this, he felt relieved and sneered, saying: "A mere perfect celestial immortal dares to stop us? I advise you to leave quickly, otherwise I will kill you!"

Although the perfect celestial immortal is strong, General Shantong is a perfect celestial immortal. In addition, he has various rare treasures in his hands, so it is not impossible to kill the perfect celestial immortal.

Han Yuan sighed: "Why do you want to die? Sometimes I really can't figure it out. People are living well, why do they want to die?"

Young Master Zhuiyun smiled coldly: "Playing tricks, General Shantong, kill him!"

"Yes, young master, don't worry, I am experienced!" Shantong grinned.

"Forget it, I won't waste my time talking to you guys!"

Han Yuan waved his hand, and millions of sword qi suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and then slashed at all the ghosts at the same time!

The pupils of Master Zhuiyun shrank, and a hundred sword qi locked him. He immediately felt his scalp tingling, and a sense of life and death crisis enveloped his heart.

What kind of heaven-defying secret technique is this?

Each sword qi has the attack power of the initial level of the celestial fairy!

Millions of sword qi, can you control it?

The next moment, the sword qi slashed down!

Millions of troops were cleared in an instant amid countless screams.

Only a few dozen ghosts survived, and each of them had various life-saving methods triggered, but they were directly killed by the sword qi that remained in the same place in the next breath.

The ghost shadow had disappeared at the original position of Master Zhuiyun. Han Yuan noticed that Master Zhuiyun was not dead. There was a subtle space fluctuation at the original place. He should have used a treasure to teleport away.

Han Yuan raised his eyebrows: "He's not dead?"

Han Yuan stepped lightly, following the fluctuations of space, and teleported in the blink of an eye. In an instant, he crossed a distance of thousands of miles.

When he appeared, he saw a woman cut off Zhuiyun's head with a sword.

Han Yuan subconsciously sensed the woman, but he was surprised to find that he could not sense the woman's breath at all.

And the woman also looked at Han Yuan unexpectedly. Obviously, she didn't expect Han Yuan to be able to teleport such a long distance in an instant, and her move was unnecessary.