Xiuxian exchange system

Lai Wuhen and the others teleported hundreds of miles away. Although the injuries on their bodies had not completely healed, they did not dare to stay any longer. They flew all the way in the direction of Abyss Island.

After flying tens of thousands of miles, Lai Wuhen felt a little relieved.

He chose an uninhabited deserted island and landed on it. Lai Wuhen arranged several restraint formations, and gave each of them a bottle of healing pills, and then adjusted their rest.

It is easy to recover from physical injuries, but everyone's golden core has cracks to varying degrees, which can be a bit troublesome to recover.

If one is not careful and the realm falls, it will be even more difficult to cultivate back in the future.

Fortunately, the elixirs that Lai Wuhen took out were top-quality elixirs that could not be found in the world of cultivating immortals.

After more than a month of recuperation, everyone's injuries have completely improved, Jindan has also recovered, and the realm has stabilized.

The gratitude of the ten abyss guards to Lai Wuhen was truly sincere this time.

Given their previous injuries, it was good enough to save their lives. They had no intention of keeping their cultivation bases.

He didn't expect that Lai Wuhen would be so generous, and this kindness would not be so easy to repay.

"You have saved me, and I have saved you, so it is considered even. If you still have any kindness, it will be too far-fetched. If you think so, just leave. I am not the leader of this abyss."

Lai Wuhen could see their thoughts, he didn't want to owe anyone anything, and of course he didn't want others to miss him, especially some big favors.

Since ancient times, the saying that great kindness is like great hatred is not without reason.

Lai Wuhen didn't want to cause any unnecessary troubles.

The ten abyss guards were not ordinary people, so how could they not understand Lai Wuhen's words, and immediately saluted Lai Wuhen again, and their minds were relaxed.

Lai Wuhen felt that their hearts were as calm as water, as if they had really let go of all the kindness before, so he was relieved.

Putting away the restraint, the group flew away in the direction of Shikan Island.

Along the way, I met quite a few monster monks, and most of them looked extremely excited, as if they had encountered some great joy.

Lai Wuhen stopped a group of monks casually and asked about the current situation of the war.

It turned out that after Gong Deyou beheaded two Human Race monks of the Nascent Soul Stage, he joined the army of Yao Race monks and killed more than a dozen Human Race monks of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Destroyed several defensive fronts of the Terran.

Now the army of monster monks has been advancing towards the shallow sea, and countless human islands have fallen into the hands of the monsters.

Most of these monks who came later were not high in cultivation and combat power, and they all went to temporarily take over the island seized from the human race.

There are also many teams of mortals, including men, women and children.

Lai Wuhen recalled the words he heard in the Abyss Pavilion. It seems that the Yaozu really intends to permanently occupy the island of the Human Race and move ordinary mortals there.

The total population of the Yaozu is calculated in hundreds of millions. Even with the help of monks, it is impossible to complete the migration of everyone in a short period of time.

Although the human race has lost the war now, the two races have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is no way to wipe them out. This was impossible in the past, and it will definitely be impossible in the future.

It is not necessarily a good thing for these monster races to migrate there.

Out of their own interests, the human race will definitely try their best to retake these islands.

How many monks of the two races have fallen, and how many mortals will be buried with them is unclear.

For this kind of world event, Lai Wuhen has no ability to influence anything.

He just wanted to save himself, and he had experienced danger several times, so how could he have time to worry about others.

All he wanted was for the war to end as soon as possible so that he and Qianyao could practice well, and only when their cultivation was improved could they have more power to protect themselves.

There are many mortals who travel as if they are going on a trip, and many of them have never seen any monks at all. This is the first time they are on a flying boat to go to the sky, and they don't know what to be afraid of.

They also just obeyed the arrangement of the monks, saying that they could live in a better place.

With a sweep of Lai Wuhen's consciousness, he was no longer interested in paying attention to them, and flew forward all the way.

After flying all the way for more than ten days, a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage came head-on. In front of Lai Wuhen and the others, a petite young woman appeared.

"Junior Luan Yingyun, met Commander Lai, senior Qianyao, and seniors of Abyss Guard."

As Luan Yingyun spoke, she saluted everyone.

Lai Wuhen was not surprised that she was able to recognize Abyss Guard, but he was a little surprised that he and Qianyao were recognized by a foundation-building monk as soon as they met.

The speed of this monster clan's transmission of news is far beyond his imagination.

"Little friend Luan, what's the matter?" Seeing the anxious look on Luan Yingyun's face, Lai Wuhen didn't put on any airs of a senior.

"Going back to Commander Lai, we encountered several seventh-level sea beasts ahead, and a flying boat transporting mortals was destroyed. Now there are five Jindan stage seniors besieging the sea beasts there, but the combat power is a bit insufficient. The younger generation is going to ask for help. , I never wanted to meet Commander Lai, I wonder if Commander Lai is willing to make a move?"

As Luan Yingyun said, she looked at Lai Wuhen twice more, and she didn't appear timid because of her low cultivation.

The monster tribe respects the strong, and the rumors of Lai Wuhen reached the ears of low-level monks, and were exaggerated by various language descriptions. Many low-level monks treated Lai Wuhen as an idol.

Lai Wuhen felt that Luan Yingyun's eyes were a bit strange, but he didn't ask any more questions: "Lead the way."

Now that he is standing on the side of the Yaozu, he will not refuse such a convenient thing.

In addition, Gong Deyou had rescued him, since it was the race that Gong Deyou wanted to protect, he was also willing to contribute.

Luan Yingyun was overjoyed when she heard the words, she saluted again to Lai Wuhen and the others, and flew in one direction after a while.

With a flash of light on Lai Wuhen's body, he came to Luan Yingyun's side, and the escape light wrapped her in it: "Your escape speed is too slow, I will take you for a ride, which direction?"

Luan Yingyun felt the masculine breath on Lai Wuhen's body, her face turned slightly red, her jade finger pointed in one direction: "Over there."

Qian Yao narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the direction where Lai Wuhen disappeared, the light on her body flickered and chased after him.

The matters dealt with by the Abyss Guard also involved many life-and-death matters of the various tribes of the Yaozu. They agreed so simply to Lai Wuhen, and they had a strong sense of identification with Lai Wuhen in their hearts.

Lai Wuhen sensed Qianyao's unfriendly gaze, and didn't say much, Suzaku Dun cast it at full speed.