At the foot of Goddess Peak, everyone's expression changed drastically when they saw the avalanche crashing down from the mountain. They were amazed by the natural power that had descended from the sky and was capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Mu Yuanying, who was guarding the central camp, had a serious expression. "Is there really an avalanche? But there are so many experts fighting up there, so it's not a big deal to cause an avalanche. With their skills, this avalanche shouldn't be able to kill them. I just hope that the Holy Son of Hell won't escape because of this. "
"Everyone, be on guard! Light the fire! Draw your swords! Get ready to meet the enemy! "
Following Mu Yuanying's order, the surrounding soldiers all moved. The entire camp was like a killing machine. They had already tightened their bows and were ready to tear the enemy in front of them into pieces.
But after waiting for more than two hours, no enemy appeared. Just when Mu Yuanying was wondering if something had happened, a few figures slowly walked over in the wind and snow.
The one in the lead was Zhao Xingzhou, who was riding on the Celestial Demon Kirin Horse. But at this time, he was no longer in high spirits. Not only had his helmet fallen off because of Zuo Zhicheng's slap, but he had also lost the Silver Reaper, and his armor had also been lost in the avalanche.
One of his arms was hanging low, and his five fingers were completely deformed. They looked green and purple, like five big radishes. This was the result of Zuo Zhicheng's punch.
And his cheeks, Mu Yuanying vaguely felt that half of his face seemed to be a little deformed.
In front of him, Wei Yangyan was lying on the horse's back, covered in blood and completely unconscious. This was the side effect of unleashing his potential. He had pulled a large area of his muscles, and he was exhausted.
As for the Celestial Demon Kirin Horse, it was also listless. Its head was hanging low, and it seemed to have used up all its strength every time it took a step. He had been kicked away by Zuo Zhicheng and suffered internal injuries. Many of his scales had fallen off, and he looked like a featherless chicken.
Behind them was a limping Ye Junxi, who was walking slowly with the help of Qing Yueyang. He had suffered internal injuries during his battle with the Holy Son of Hell. Later, during his brief battle with Zuo Zhicheng, he had been shaken by his opponent's Golden Body of Hell and suffered internal injuries.
However, the thing that bothered him the most was his battle with Zuo Zhicheng in two months.
The only one who didn't seem to be injured was probably Qing Yueyang, who was supporting Ye Junxi. Moreover, unlike the gloomy expressions of the other three, there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
Mu Yuanying led the soldiers and was the first to greet him. He asked, "General Zhao, how is the situation? Is the Yama Holy Son dead or alive? "
Zhao Xingzhou glanced coldly at Mu Yuanying. Without saying anything, he walked straight to the campsite. His expression became more and more unsightly, like an injured lone wolf, giving off a dangerous aura.
Although he had been controlled by the Yama Holy Son's Infinite Samsara, he could still feel what the other party had done while controlling him.
Although he knew that Zuo Zhicheng had saved them by defeating the Yama Holy Son, the burning sensation on his face still made him uncomfortable, as if there was a thorn in his heart. With Zhao Xingzhou's pride, how could he allow someone to slap him? Especially when he thought about how he had rejected the other party's request to meet him, he felt even more embarrassed.
"Zuo Zhicheng … I will remember you."
Mu Yuanying looked at him strangely, then walked towards Ye Junxi and Qing Yueyang. He asked, "What happened?"
Ye Junxi glanced at him and said coldly, "The Yama Holy Son was taken away."
"Taken away? By who? " Mu Yuanying looked around and couldn't see the Yama Holy Son at all. "Someone else went up the mountain? Who? Who took the Yama Holy Son? "
"Zuo Zhicheng." Ye Junxi sighed in a groaning tone. After he finished speaking, he ignored Mu Yuanying's shocked face and limped into the camp alone.
Mu Yuanying muttered, "Zuo Zhicheng?" He seemed to have only just reacted. He looked at Qing Yueyang and said in shock, "The Sky Snake King?! Where did he take the Yama Holy Son? "
"I don't know either." Qing Yueyang shook his head. "After the avalanche, we didn't see where he went, but he's definitely not dead." Qing Yueyang's tone was full of sincere confidence.
Half an hour later, the Chaotic Sky Demon and Qing Yueyang also hurried to the central camp. They rushed over as soon as they received the news of Zhao Xingzhou's return, but they didn't know the specific situation.
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Qing Yueyang followed the Chaotic Sky Demon into the tent. As soon as she entered, she saw Zhao Xingzhou sitting on the main seat with fierce eyes. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that there was a trace of gloominess on his brows that hadn't been there before.
His entire palm was bandaged. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries.
On the other side sat the pale-faced Ye Junxi, Mu Yuanying, and Qing Yueyang. As for Wei Yangyan, he was still being treated because of his serious injuries.
When Zhao Xingzhou saw Qing Yueyang walk in, he asked coldly, "Qing Yueyang? Where's Zuo Zhicheng? He didn't return to the camp? "
A trace of unnaturalness flashed across Qing Yueyang's face. She thought that he had discovered Zuo Zhicheng's disappearance. She explained, "General Zhao, I'm sorry. This kid left his post without permission. I'm afraid he followed you up the mountain.
I've already advised him not to overestimate himself, but I didn't expect him to secretly follow you. He didn't return this time. Maybe he died on the snow mountain … "
However, Qing Yueyang was after all an experienced person. As she spoke, she seemed to feel that something was wrong. In his eyes, Qing Yueyang's mouth was faintly smiling, while Zhao Xingzhou's eyes were cold.
Qing Yueyang's words were like a slap to his face. He couldn't blame her, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "He's not overestimating himself. He's very powerful. I'm afraid he's already captured the Holy Son of Hell and interrogated him for his martial arts secret manuals and Void Refinement experience.
However, the Underworld Sect was defeated by the seven major forces together. It's impossible to give him all the inheritance. Zuo Zhicheng is a member of your Shadow Corps. You can decide what to do. "
Seeing that Qing Yueyang still hadn't reacted, Qing Yueyang coughed and said, "When we arrived, the Holy Son of Hell had already reached the Void Refinement stage. General Zhao had the Jiuzi Divine Thunder, but he still couldn't suppress him. Fortunately, Ah Zuo arrived and defeated the Holy Son of Hell. "
At this point, Qing Yueyang said slowly, "I saw that Ah Zuo was seriously injured after the battle with the Holy Son of Hell. Now he might be trapped on the mountain because of the avalanche. I think we should immediately search the mountain and find traces of him and the Holy Son of Hell."
Zhao Xingzhou sneered. He looked at Xiao Wu, who was stunned by the news, and said, "What are you waiting for? Organize the team and search the mountain. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. "
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