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The ruins of the hundred cities are a ruinous ruin.

It is also the most extensive area in the Kunlun site.

Its size, although not comparable to the thirty-three days of the Tianyu, can be larger than the thirty-three days of a Tianyu city.

From one ruin to another, it is said that it will take several days.

Fortunately, Ye Lingyue is going to go to the ruins of Lingxiao, not far from the Kunlun stone monument.

It takes about two days and two nights to arrive.

However, this also means that they still need to travel outside the city for two days and two nights.

After Ye Lingyue and others set off for an hour, the sky was completely dark.

As they heard earlier, the ruins began to smog around.

"Hey, what's the fog, the fog is so big, I can't reach my fingers, and I can't even find out."

Emperor Yangfeng did not initially put the smog in his eyes. After all, they are all chanters, and their power is their eyes.

After discovering that his own power can not penetrate the smog, Emperor Yangfeng could not help but squat.

As a result, the pace of everyone's journey has to slow down.

The original two-day and two-night trip, I am afraid that it will not be able to catch up.

Waiting for the dawn, it will take a long time.

"Qingfeng boss, have you smelled a strange smell?"

In the team, a younger female teacher asked softly.

"What a bad taste, I didn't smell it, don't scare yourself."

Emperor Yangfeng is not full of roads.

The smog and the darkness make the surrounding area dark, and the power of the mind is no use, it is a black light bonfire.

Emperor Yangfeng had no choice but to take out a piece of meteorite, polished it, and prepared to illuminate the road ahead.

However, after playing several times, the meteorite did not come up with a trace of Mars.

It's too hard to get rid of it. This smog is very heavy, and the materials that can be ignited are wet and can't be burned.

Ye Lingyue shook her head, and she couldn't ignite a few of the charms she carried with her.

Suddenly, the young female singer vomited.

"Hell."

Emperor Yang Qingfeng's face is ugly.

Ye Lingyue picked up the female singer and took the pulse for her.

"I have nothing to do, but this smell is too bad, like the smell of blood. I can't help it for a while."

The female sorcerer was embarrassed.

She is Su Yu, a senior singer of Ling Xiaotian. She is the youngest, but she is fourteen.

She was very thin and she was sick when she was in the Bohai Sea.

What is rare is that the temperament of Emperor Yang Qingfeng did not leave her.

The smell of blood?

Ye Lingyue looked at other sorcerers, including Emperor Yang Qingfeng, and they all looked awkward.

Although they didn't like the fog, they didn't smell anything strange.

Emperor Yang Qingfeng just wanted to say a few words of Su Yu, who knows that Ye Lingyue also slightly decapitated.

"Actually, I also smelled a smell, carrion and blood, but it was not the smell of fresh flesh and blood, but the kind that rotted for many years."

Ye Lingyue said.

Her five senses and six knowledges were very sensitive, and she discovered when the smog rose.

However, other people did not react, Ye Lingyue did not say much.

It seems that Su Yu can also smell it now.

Ye Lingyue noticed that in the team, she and Su Yu are two female singers, and others are male singers.

Can it be said that this unpleasant smell can only be heard by female teachers?

Emperor Yang Qingfeng face sinking.

"Continue to hurry, don't worry about what you don't have."

In addition to smelling an unpleasant smell, Ye Lingyue and Su Yu did not see anything weird. In fact, they could not see the surrounding scene.

The group continued to move forward in the smog.

"Yao Ge, we still don't do it?"

In the smog, there are several yin-measured eyes, and I have been staring at Ye Lingyue and others.

It was the early Ming dynasty next to the Kunlun stone monument. They came from an unknown Zhongtian domain. They were called Bai Yao Wolf and they were a heavenly master.

"What are you in a hurry? They just got into the smog and still don't know how smoggy. When their people can't hold them, they all lie down and we start again."

On the face of Bai Yaowo, there was a sneer like a wolf.

If you look at them carefully, you will find out that their eyes have a faint green light.

The smog that covers the sky and the sun makes it difficult for people to walk, but this group of spectators does not seem to be affected.

They followed behind Ye Lingyue and others, very agile, and Ye Lingyue and others could not find it.

After another half of the night, this squad of Ling Xiaocheng began to have something wrong.

First, a male teacher suddenly had a high fever. Then, three or four male teachers also appeared in succession.

About a dozen people in the team of cadets, about half of them are suffering from malaria. At the beginning, Emperor Yangfeng also allowed people to help each other, or to carry back or drag, and drag people to continue.

After waiting for the middle of the night, Emperor Yang Yang felt that something was wrong.

His limbs began to soften and his body was hot and cold. Not only that, but he also seemed to see the smog in the haze.

But when he approaches, the weird figure is gone.

"Let's go on like this, we can't hold it until we wait for the ruins."

Ye Lingyue looked at the people with pale faces and squinted.

"We don't get in the way, the sky is bright, and when it's dawn, the nasty smog disappears, and we're fine."

Emperor Yang Qing's stubborn thought is the reason for the weird haze.

What makes Taiyang Qingfeng puzzling is that Ye Lingyue and Su Yu have nothing to do.

They have nothing unusual except that they can smell the smell of rotten flesh and blood.

"I don't think so, your body is very weak."

Ye Lingyue shook his head.

Emperor Yangfeng is still dead.

The sky is getting brighter.

The smog also began to disperse.

Surrounded by a desolate hill, it was devastated and seemed to have been baptized by war.

Not far away, there is a waste city.

"It is a waste city. If you don't read it wrong, this should be a waste city."

Ye Lingyue looks at the map of power.

This is the nearest waste city to the Kunlun stone monument.

However, what surprised Ye Lingyue was that this abandoned city did not have any power to occupy it, or an empty city.

The so-called empty city is no one occupying the power, no man's land.

"It's better to go to Baihua Waste City to see."

Emperor Yangfeng still feels soft and soft for a while.

If the abandoned city in front is occupied, it will be troublesome. Since no one is occupied, they can take a break.

"Still observe again."

Ye Lingyue shook her head and she always felt that the matter was a little weird.

The ruins of Baicheng have almost been occupied, and the nearest abandoned city is unoccupied, and there must be fraud.

"Oh, I am still smart, and the place is a living person who dare not enter."

Just when Diyang Qingfeng and Ye Lingyue each held their own opinions, a cold voice came.