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Soon, everyone rushed to the foot of the mountain, then found a shady place and sat down.

"Don't rest, everyone. Climb to the middle of the mountain and then rest." As the second warrior of the barbarian, this ultraviolet light has little effect on his body, and he can still maintain his vigor now.

"Taihu, he still manages so many balls now, we have not slept all day and night, can't we rest for a while and then climb the mountain?" a barbarian cried out dissatisfied.

"Huh! You know what a shit! Now the Gaoshan people are constantly following our team. If they set up an ambush here, then we may be wiped out."

With Taihu's words, all the barbarians finally got up and crawled towards the mountainside one by one in despair.

Chen Yu was riding a horse at this time, not even getting off the horse, but looking up at the top of the mountain, his eyes narrowed into a line, as if he was worried about something.

For some reason, when he arrived at the foot of the mountain just now, he felt a sense of trepidation, as if he would lose something most important here.

The object of Chen Yu's immediate suspicion was that the Gaoshan tribe set an ambush here.

However, after his huge spiritual consciousness enveloped the entire mountain peak, he did not find any traces of the Gaoshan tribe, proving that his feelings were wrong.

However, Chen Yu still had to hold on, let the group of barbarians climb to the mountainside first to see if there was any danger.

Although he is not afraid of danger, he should also be concerned about the small ring in his arms that has fainted. Without his care, she fell into the hands of a wolf-like barbarian, and her fate can be imagined.

Even though Chen Yu and the barbarians have already made friends, and the barbarians are very polite to Xiaohuan, this is mainly because Chen Yu is still here and can shock these barbarians.

If you are not there, or you are seriously injured, it will be hard to tell later.

Perhaps for a long time, the barbarians would not have the idea of ​​making small circles because of their friendship with Chen Yu, but over time, it is hard to say. If the deep friendship is not often irrigated, it will slowly wither away. This is the experience that Chen Yu learned from society.

The group of barbarians used their hands and feet together, and finally climbed halfway up the mountain, and at the top of the mountain, they waved their spear weapons at the cultivators below to express their victory.

The other immortal cultivators all had the same idea as Chen Yu. After seeing the safety above, they put down the shelf and crawled towards the mountainside with both hands and feet.

Of course, they can actually fly up in the air for a short time, or use light body techniques to make themselves climb halfway up the mountain.

But this will consume spiritual power. If it is normal, they can of course do that. But now the crisis is perilous, they have to save a little bit of spiritual power, maybe at a critical moment, because of the spiritual power they save now. , And let yourself save a little life, maybe.

The immortal cultivators also slowly climbed to the top of the mountain. Chen Yu made several vertical jumps and also jumped to the top of the mountain. Below, only a group of war horses of the Gaoshan tribe were left, and a group of prisoners who had been stopped on the battlefield.

"Who, go down and feed some water to the captives of the Gaoshan tribe, don't let them die, then we will use them as prisoners." Taihu said to a barbarian next to him.

The barbarian was holding the kettle and pouring it into his mouth. After hearing the words, he could only walk down the mountain again.

However, instead of giving the water in the canteen to the captives of the Gaoshan tribe, he lifted up his trousers, puffed a puff of turbid yellow liquid at the jug spilled from the jug, and then pried the mouths of the captives of the Gaoshan tribe to force them. Pour in.

"Drink more if you don't want to die. Don't worry, it's not poisonous. I have used my intestines to filter it for you." The barbarian said rudely while pouring the mountain captives.

Those Gaoshan tribesmen were held by the anchoring talisman, unable to move at all, they could only watch the urine pouring into their mouths.

When it was the girl's turn, the girl bit her mouth tightly and did not open her mouth.

The barbarian shook the urine in the kettle, and could only say, "Since you don't drink, then I won't force you."

After speaking, he poured out the urine in the kettle and climbed up the mountain again.

There is no lake or water source for more than a dozen miles of this lonely mountain, so after the barbarians have finished drinking the water, they can only bear with it for a while, and then fill the kettle when there is a water source.

The temperature in the shadows has always been around 20 degrees, and the coolness on the mountainside, and the mountain breeze on the plateau, some barbarians can no longer help but start to fall asleep.

And most of the immortal cultivators also narrowed their eyes at this time, restoring their spiritual power to their peak, and then they just got to sleep first.

There was only a snoring noise from the barbarians in the same place, and the dozing rabbits and rats rushed around in the shadows.

Since everyone was very sleepy, no one was left behind to watch. Although Chen Yu could still stay awake, he still felt that he should raise his spirits first.

The immortal cultivator can not sleep, but this will affect the release of the spirit and spiritual consciousness. For example, it can be placed outside for a thousand meters, but if you don't sleep well, you can only put it outside for about five or six hundred meters.

Spiritual knowledge is a must for the cultivator. It not only allows the cultivator to monitor the surrounding dangers, but also allows the spiritual power to accurately hit the enemy when fighting against people.

If a cultivator has only spiritual power but no spiritual sense, then his attack has no accuracy at all. Other cultivators can evade the key with a few flashes, so the importance of spiritual knowledge is half the strength of the cultivator. the above.

Chen Yu has now deeply realized the importance of divine consciousness. When he was not a cultivator before, he felt that divine knowledge was useful!As soon as the spiritual power comes out, it is not all things lie down.

But now it's different. Since the Tribulation of the Heart Demon, Chen Yu has paid attention to the intensity of his mood and spiritual consciousness together.

Always keep your spirit in the most vigorous state, otherwise, your mood will fluctuate.

As soon as the mood fluctuates, there will be an invasion by the demons. If the invasion by the demons is successful, then Chen Yu will become a lunatic, a legendary neuropathy.

Closer to home...Now half of the mountain is full of grunts, and the barbarians are stumbling.

Xiaohuan has now calmed down, breathing is balanced, and his face is ruddy.

Almost everyone is resting desperately, striving to recover quickly.

Only Qingya kept her eyes half-squinted at all times, and in the entire team, only she could hold on to the overall situation. This was a factor that Chen Yu was more assured.

However, at this time Qingya opened her eyes for the first time when there was nothing wrong with her, and stared into the distance.

Then, she slowly stood up from a clean stone, moved her body and disappeared halfway through the mountain, her body so fast that she almost reached the point of teleportation.