Book of Disaster

Along the way, Bai Qi discovered a detail. On the surface, everyone seemed to be just moving forward, but in fact, it was Mr. Zixu who was guiding them all the time.

Every time they arrived at a place, although he did not say it explicitly, Bai Qi noticed that he would stop briefly, pinch his fingers, and make calculations. Only after the calculations were accurate would he let everyone move on.

When they were in the Desert of Time before, Bai Qi noticed that his expression was solemn, so he paid more attention to him.

"What a pity that fat guy Yi Xian is not here, otherwise I might be able to learn something from him."

Bai Qi said secretly in his heart.

Although he didn't know much about Yishu, Bai Qi could feel that this person was probably a top-level innate sorcerer who could plan everything for the best.

In addition, Bai Qi also noticed that Yan Aotian, who was unruly and arrogant, would not listen to anyone and looked down on everyone, but he would listen to Mr. Zixu's advice.

He seemed to have considerable respect for him.

Bai Qi arrived not far from the lakeside and subconsciously stopped, then looked at Mr. Zixu on the dragon's back behind him without being noticed.

Sure enough, the latter stood on the dragon's back, with his right hand in his sleeve, and began to count with his fingers again. However, after only a moment, his expression froze and an unusually solemn look appeared on his face.

"Hmm? Is this lake dangerous? And the danger is not small?"

Bai Qi's heart skipped a beat and he immediately understood something.

At this moment, Mr. Zixu seemed to have finished his divination. He stroked his beard with his right hand, and his expression quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. He turned around and said respectfully to Yan Aotian:

"Young Master, we will reach our destination after passing the lake ahead."

"Ah."

Yan Aotian looked down at Mr. Zixu and nodded. With just a glance, Mr. Zixu understood what he meant.

"You, you, and you, the rest of you go first."

Mr. Zixu turned his head and looked at the several sect warriors beside Bai Qi who looked relaxed, and pointed.

The three sect warriors who were called were stunned at first, then looked at each other and quickly walked to the edge of the lake.

This place is full of greenery and the fragrance of flowers is rampant, which is completely different from the barren new world. There is no sign of danger. However, despite this, the three sect warriors are not fresh-faced young men after all, so they still raised their vigilance.

The three of them walked to the lake, looked around, and finally their eyes were fixed on the sparkling water.

Almost consistent with Bai Qi's estimation, the three sect warriors also unanimously agreed that it was almost impossible to go around and it was a waste of time, and only crossing the river was the best solution.

All three were sect warriors who acted decisively, with almost no hesitation. One of them went straight forward and scooped up some water. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he became bolder and washed his face in a very domineering manner.

The other two people were originally standing aside and watching. Seeing that their companions had no adverse reactions after drinking the water, they felt relieved and imitated them to enjoy the coolness.

"Haha, it was really a false alarm. I told you, this place is different from the New World. Those restrictive rules and regulations do not extend to this alien space." One person said with a smile.

"Yes, this water is really fresh and sweet." another person agreed.

"Indeed, it is more refreshing than ordinary water sources." The third person couldn't help but praise it.

As they chatted in a relaxed manner, the surrounding sect warriors were also attracted by the leisurely atmosphere and were eager to try it. After experiencing the fierce battles and scorching heat in the desert, they all felt mentally exhausted and thirsty.

However, Bai Qi, who was standing aside, frowned. He looked at the relaxed appearance of these people, but felt uneasy in his heart. His premonition told him that things were not as simple as they seemed.

At this moment, a sudden quarrel broke the peace -

"Huangquan Punisher, just drink your water, why are you pushing me?"

One person asked angrily.

"So what if I run into you? I've already disliked you!"

The other fought back with a tough attitude.

"Calm down, we are all in the same boat."

A third person tried to lighten the mood.

"Stop arguing, we are all brothers."

"You are not a good person either! You dare to call me a brother? Are you worthy?"

The first person became even angrier.

"Fuck you!"

……

In an instant, for some reason, a fierce argument suddenly broke out between the three sect warriors who were originally laughing and chatting. Their cheeks turned red, their words became more and more sharp, and finally it turned into ugly insults, and even physical violence.

The originally harmonious atmosphere was instantly replaced by tension and conflict, and everyone's attention was involuntarily focused on this sudden fight.

"Qiang!"

However, at this moment, accompanied by a metallic roar, a sharp cold light flashed across the void, and the sect warrior known as the Yellow Spring Punisher suddenly pulled out a chain sickle and launched an unexpected sneak attack on his opponent who had his back to him.

The chain sickle exuded a fiery blood color, and one could faintly hear the wails of the dead souls under the knife. Wisps of black ferocious aura were wrapped around the knife, like the fangs of a hellhound, and it seemed that it would bite out at any time, giving people a feeling that if touched, their souls would be dragged into hell.

In a flash, there was a sound of a blade piercing through flesh and blood, and blood spurted out. No one had expected that the chain sickle of the Yellow Springs Executioner was so sharp that it could pierce the opponent's solid chest and reach the heart. Blood splattered like exploding flowers.

Even though this sect warrior was very powerful, he only had time to bulge his eyes, utter the word "you" with a look of horror, and then fell straight down.

The green grass that spread over his waist was like a natural coffin. The moment this sect warrior fell down and breathed his last, he was covered by the green grass and "disappeared".

However, it is far from over.

Huangquan Executioner was already at the realm of Martial Saint, and his moves were as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, Huangquan Executioner shook his hand, pulled and swung the chain sickle, and accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves from the black evil energy, he actually swung it towards another one of the three people.

laugh!

Another sound of a blade piercing flesh and blood rang out in the void.

At this moment, it seemed very harsh.

"!!!"

scare!

A feeling of horror instantly spread throughout the scene.

Everyone witnessed the blood flowing on the ground and the silent corpses of the two sect warriors, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable fear and weirdness.

Looking back, they were just talking and laughing, calling each other brothers, having a good time, and obviously having a very close relationship. But who could have expected that in just a moment, the atmosphere would suddenly change, and they would draw their swords against each other, and the situation would turn bloody and hostile.