CH 279 0279 Tracker
CH 279 0279 Tracker
"Chang Lin and the others are fine, after all, they are teleported out. But Junior Sister Yan and the three of them are in danger. It's okay if they meet an ancient clan or sect that is friendly to our Murong family, but if they encounter hostility like the Xiaoyao faction Zongmen, that would be dangerous!"
Wang Laowu carried the five-ringed golden saber on his shoulder, and began to analyze it anxiously.
Chen Hui nodded, knowing that this was indeed the case. Before coming here, he had done some research on which friendly families or sects and which hostile families or sects. At this moment, the three of Murong Yan were indeed in danger.
Chen Hui turned his palm over, took out several rags, and picked out three of them.
"Captain, these are the rags you asked us to tear off from our clothes earlier. What are they for?" Kang Dawei could see clearly that the three rags that Chen Hui picked out belonged to Murong Yan, Chen Nanfei and Yang Dong.
"Where are the three of them?" Chen Hui replied, then flipped his left hand, and a thing like a compass appeared. The dense runes appear very mysterious.
This thing is an item that Chen Hui unsealed when he was level 25, a tracker.The whereabouts of a creature can be tracked directionally, but the tracker can only be used with items that have its breath.Item reset time: None.
When he came in before, just to be on the safe side, Chen Hui specially asked everyone to tear off a piece of rag, just in case.Looking at it now, it really came in handy.
Chen Hui put Murong Yan's Luo Qi rag on the small hole in the center of the compass, and stimulated his mental power, and a suction force came from the small hole immediately, sucking in some of the breath on the rag.
call ~
As soon as the breath entered the small hole, the compass immediately emitted azure light and slowly rotated.
After a while, a light curtain appeared above the small hole, which showed where Murong Yan was at the moment. It was a place similar to a square, surrounded by many diamond-shaped coffins and scattered mummies. When approached, it will immediately wake up and attack those who approach.
At this moment, on this square, there are many practitioners, practitioners from many families or sects mixed together, probably because of the teleportation storm, many mummies have been activated, and there are many scorpions on the ground waiting for the opportunity , making the whole square a mess!
In the picture are not only Murong Yan, but also Chen Nanfei, the two of them are at full strength at the moment, leaning against a wall, vigilant about their surroundings.
In addition, there is a circular coordinate similar to a radar wave on one side of the light curtain. The light spot in the center indicates the current position of the tracker, while the light spot in the southwest indicates Murong Yan's position. The orientation and the straight-line distance are also marked~
"No! Junior Sister Yan is in danger, let's go and save her!" Kang Dawei and Wang Laowu said nervously at the same time.
Chen Hui gave them a blank look, and thought to himself, they are really two straight men. There is also Chen Nanfei in this scene who was automatically ignored. The two of them only thought of saving Junior Sister Yan~
"Chen Nanfei doesn't need to investigate, Yang Dong has to. What if his situation is more dangerous?"
Chen Hui picked up the pieces of Yang Dong's clothes and put them on the small hole. After a while, a light curtain appeared.
There is no figure of Yang Dong in the picture, only a black body, surrounded by dense scorpions.
Seeing this scene, the three immediately understood that Yang Dong was dead.
The three of them looked at each other, and they were all silent, but none of them were too hypocritical. After all, the life and death of a cultivator is nothing more than normal.The danger of coming to the battleship this time has already explained that since we are here, we will not be too rigid about life and death.
"Let's go! The living still have to be saved!"
Chen Hui got up, and Kang Dawei and Wang Laowu followed him and walked southwest.
"Xiao Zhan, you should be familiar with the terrain in this desert temple, right?" Chen Hui asked Kuang Zhan as he walked.
"Yes! Master, let me come out and lead the way for you!" Hearing Chen Hui call him, Kuang Zhan felt that the opportunity had come again, and this time he would definitely come out to breathe.
"Share me the terrain of the desert temple in your memory."
"Master, let me come out and lead the way for you!"
"Don't make me say it again." Chen Hui was not in a very good mood because he had just experienced Yang Dong's death.
Sensing Chen Hui's slight anger, Kuang Zhan immediately dared not speak any more, and shared the terrain of the desert temple in his memory with Chen Hui.
Due to the master pet contract, as long as Kuang Zhan agrees, all his memories can be shared with Chen Hui.Conversely, Chen Hui can also share memories with Kuang Zhan.
Hum ~ The moment Chen Hui accepted the sharing, Chen Hui's head seemed to be inflated with air. The space in this desert temple is too large, so the memories that flooded in instantly are also massive!
After a while, Chen Hui opened the slightly red corners of his eyes, and pointed to the side of the guide, "Come here, let's get in from the path!"
"There is still a path?" Kang Dawei was surprised.
"But... Captain, how do you know there is a small road?" Wang Laowu also looked puzzled.
Chen Hui didn't waste any time talking with them, and walked forward directly.
The two looked at each other and followed.
On the southwest side of the Pyramid of Khufu, there is a space similar to a square. At this moment, the fighting here has gradually subsided.
"Junior Sister Yan, don't worry, for the captain, I, Chen Nanfei, will definitely protect you!" Chen Nanfei held a long sword and blocked Murong Yan's body.
"Hmph! Don't mention that prostitute to me! The worst thing is to die!" Murong Yan clasped a long whip with three-color light tightly in her hand. It was the treasure that Murong Qingyang gave her, the three-color python whip.
The two of them are leaning against the wall at the moment, and in front of them are eight men wearing the costumes of the Shenyu Sect, two of whom are at the peak of the refining stage, and the remaining six are also at the seventh or eighth stage of the refining stage At this moment, these eight people are pressing towards Murong Yan and the other without any haste.
"It's actually a member of the Murong family. It's a great honor to meet you. Jin Ran of the Shen Yuzong! There is something I want to bother you. I wonder if you can give me face?" The black-clothed youth who called himself Jin Ran With a humble smile on his face.
"Get out! Your Divine Feather Sect has a great enmity with my Murong family, so don't pretend to be here. Even if I, Murong Yan, die, I won't let you despicable bastards succeed!" Fallen blooming flowers.
"Hehe, Miss Yan misunderstood, I am not that lustful person, I just want to ask you two to run all the way to the north from here, as long as you run over, and then promise, there will be no embarrassment!"
Jin Ran pointed to a sculpture of a dog with a human body and a dog's head on the north side. The dog in the sculpture shouted a matte dark red bead all over the body, which looked extraordinary at first glance.
However, there are dense mummies scattered around the sculpture, and even under those mummies, there are black scorpions crawling from time to time.
If Murong Yan and the two of them ran northward, they would die!
"You want us to lure away a branch of mummies for you, no way!" Understanding Jin Ran's intentions, Murong Yan coldly snorted stubbornly.
Not only did Murong Yan understand, there were no less than a hundred people in the square at this time, all cultivators from various families or sects, they were either five or six people together, or eight or nine people together, only Murong Yan and Chen Nanfei were alone of two people.
At this moment, everyone was possessive of the dark red matte beads, so Jin Ran's behavior immediately got everyone's tacit approval.
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