Fifty-third The Windy Desert
"What's the plan?" Listening, Mu Manying stepped forward and said suspiciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"It's very simple, if we force our way in, we will definitely return in vain, but if we use clever tactics, we may not be able to take the treasure and return." Ling Tian's eyes narrowed: "Since this Scorpion Beast can use poison, compared to the serum in the body that can resist toxins, as long as we use this, plus my soul detection, try to avoid the large force of troops, we should be able to succeed." ”
"Wouldn't it be a little too hasty?" Hearing this, Mu Manyingxiu frowned, a little worried.
"This kid isn't unreasonable." On the side, Yao Yueye nodded approvingly: "Although this Scorpion Clan has strong poison and can also use the flesh, its own attack power is poor, and its cultivation is only the highest Zhanluo, so it is not impossible to go." ”
"Well, well." Seeing that this was the case, Mu Manying didn't say anything anymore, just nodded.
"Okay, let's go inside." Seeing this, Ling Tian nodded, turned around and walked forward.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and slowly followed.
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In the vast sea of sand, the storm is raging, a young man in a black robe, is moving forward step by step, in front of him, followed by a stunning woman and an old man, both of them have a leisurely look on their faces, from time to time turn their heads to look at the man behind them, the look of ridicule in their eyes is undisguised, and the deep footprints behind him are re-covered by the sand after a while, burying all traces in this endless desert.
On the man's back, he was carrying a huge black strange knife, saying that it was a knife, but there was no difference between the back and the blade at all, and the whole black knife body was covered with strange lines, which looked like a big piece of iron.
Licking his lips that had already dried and cracked, Ling Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't expect that the environment in this line of crossing the desert was so severe that it greatly exceeded his expectations, and the countless grains of sand were like hot little iron particles under the scorching sun, making him grin every time he stepped down.
"Hey, this, what the hell is this?" With his chest rising and falling violently, Ling Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, and casually touched the big knife behind his back, fortunately, this knife was made of unknown materials, and it was not hot under the scorching sun, otherwise, he would really go berserk.
"Hehe, that's interesting enough, I've given you all these treasures?" In the soul space, Qingtianhe smiled sinisterly, looking at the sweat on the latter's face in the lake, he couldn't help but say leisurely, he was in a good mood, it seemed that torturing Ling Tian was a good entertainment.
"Enough to mean your sister, what the hell is this, why is my battle qi isolated, this way, it is completely Lao Tzu's physical strength." Pulling the big knife on his back up, Ling Tian suddenly said sadly, since yesterday when Qingtianhe handed over this thing to him, Ling Tian was really shocked, he didn't expect that this thing was not only more terrifying than the budget, but also able to isolate the operation of the battle qi in his body, this sentence, he was completely carried by his body.
"In the human body, there are eight gates: the door open, the door of rest, the door of birth, the door of injury, the door of Du, the door of view, the door of shock, and the door of death. These are collectively referred to as the Eight Gates, because the meridians in the body have long been transformed by the War Master who cultivates the Heaven Devouring Decision, so these Eight Gates will set limits on the potential in the body, and the Eight Gates Dunjia is to use the terrifying energy of the Absolute Flame to forcibly break through the limitations of the body, and temporarily obtain countless times more power than the body, but the consequences are also quite serious.
Since the Eight Gate Dunjia is an explosion of the body's extreme ability, then how much ability it explodes, how much damage the body will inevitably suffer. No matter how strong the body is exercised, it can only reduce the degree of damage as much as possible, but cannot completely eliminate it. I can't run a single battle division, how about it, I'm right. Sitting cross-legged, Qingtianhe said leisurely.
"Damn, you, what the hell are you trying to say." Panting violently, Ling Tian didn't have a good airway.
"I said it all, this is to help you shape your physical body, I studied it, although this is an ontological technique, but if you are exiled to the world, the cultivators will never be able to count it, because the pain beyond the limits of the human body is not something that ordinary people can bear, and what is even more terrifying is that it is a period of weakness that destroys people, so that this is a waste technique."
"So, reshaping a strong body is what you should do now."
"Eat hard, you are a master, boy, do you still think you live in that leisurely little courtyard? Wake up, that good life is gone from you. Lang Sheng said loudly, and in the latter's murderous gaze, Qing Tianhe couldn't help but laugh gloatingly, "Also, boy, this is the only way you want to become stronger, obediently accept your fate." ”
Gritting his teeth vigorously, Ling Tian sighed helplessly, ignored the latter, and continued to move forward.
After walking forward for about dozens of miles again, Ling Tian wiped the sweat from his face, although the environment in this desert was harsh, but it contained the violent energy of heaven and earth, which still made him happy.
The sea of qi was churning incessantly, and he could faintly sense that the energy was slowly pouring into his body, making the sea of qi begin to rotate autonomously just now.
After gasping violently for a few breaths, Ling Tian licked his chapped lips again, took out the water bladder from the storage bag, and poured a few mouthfuls of water fiercely, only then did he let out a long breath, and then turned his head to look at the big iron block on his back, and a touch of bitterness instantly appeared at the corner of his mouth, this is a special cultivation, it is simply terrible.
"Hey, boy, are you okay? Hurry up. At this time, the two people in front of them stopped, turned their heads to stare at someone who was trembling step by step, and Yao Yueye smiled heartlessly.
"How terrifying is the weight that can make even a fighter unable to hold on." On the side, Mu Manying couldn't help but murmur in some surprise, the fighter can already hold up the weight of a boulder of more than five hundred catties, but this black blade must be more than five hundred catties.
"Got it, it's really verbose." After muttering a few times angrily, Ling Tian lifted the heavy knife and continued to walk.
Slowly moved to the side of the two, Ling Tian was about to take a breath, at this moment, his figure suddenly stopped, Ling Tian's complexion changed slightly, he instantly retreated a few steps, and the big knife on his back also staggered and was held in his hand, and then he came out of his hand heavily, smashing into the yellow sand fiercely, and suddenly, the blood mist burst out instantly, and an extremely miserable hissing sound was immediately heard.
At this moment, Ling Tian was motionless, staring at a small sand dune that was slightly raised not far away, and after being pierced by the black blade, he saw a red demonic beast lying on it, looking like a scorpion, with a dazzling self-light flashing on the high-raised tail hook.
"Could this be the Scorpion Clan?" Walking forward, looking at the scorpion that had already died, Mu Manying was a little curious.
"No, it's not even close."
Yao Yueye's face was a little not good-looking: "According to my impression, this is a demonic beast in the desert, the purple sand scorpion, which is basically on high-level demonic beasts, not very aggressive, but good at concealment, sneak attack, and the tail is highly poisonous, if the average warrior does not pay attention, it will fall into its poisonous claws, and it will be difficult to escape death."
"Even if you want to sneak up on me, look for death." With a cold snort, Ling Tian slowly pulled out the black blade, wiped the blood hook on it, grinned again, and put it on his back again.
"Alright, let's keep walking, we should be out of the desert soon."
As he spoke, Ling Tian sighed heavily and slowly walked forward.
"Well, the reaction is okay, but the strength and speed when you shoot are not fast enough, and you still lack physical cultivation."
On the way, a laugh suddenly came to my mind.
"What cultivation?" Hearing this, Ling raised his head suspiciously, and asked at Leng Chen.
In the soul space, Qing Tianhe smiled slightly, glanced at someone leisurely, and smiled slightly in the sudden stiffness of the latter's small face:
"It's very simple, take a beating and cultivate."
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In the endless golden desert, there was a sweaty man walking, carrying a huge knife on his back that was extremely disproportionate to his figure, wearing only a pair of big pants, and his slightly sturdy back was also tanned, while the two people beside him were very leisurely, turning his head to glance at the young man from time to time, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, quite a bit of schadenfreude.
Gasping for a few breaths violently, looking up at the blazing sun, wiping his sweat, Ling Tian couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is the third day of entering the desert, although he has adapted to the current environment a little, but it is only slightly, the scorching temperature makes the latter bared his teeth for a while.
Lifting the giant knife behind his back, Ling Tian suddenly felt like crying without tears, your sister, since this thing was carried on his back three days ago, the weight has hardly changed, it seems to be able to continue to increase as he adapts, feeling the weight of the mountain on his body, making him feel crazy in his heart.
"What's the matter, boy." Seeing Ling Tian stop, Yao Yueye forcibly held back a smile and teased.
"You get out." Panting, Ling Tian paused, and moved towards a dead tree next to him step by step.
"It's a lot of work." Shaking his head helplessly, Yao Yueye had no choice but to follow the meaning of the latter, and raised his legs and walked towards the dead tree.
Walking to the dead tree and throwing the big knife aside, Ling Tian took a breath, took out the map from the storage ring, and glanced at it carefully, his face was a little more relieved:
"Grandma's, one day, we'll be able to get out of here."
"If you don't have any interest, you can't bear this little hardship." In the soul space, Qingtianhe has no good way.
"Damn, I found that you have become more and more arrogant recently, you are now in my seal, don't be too crazy." Ling Tian suddenly said with a sad and indignant expression.
"And then." Qingtianhe raised his eyebrows, full of indifference.
"You...... You're ruthless, you can, you're strong. Ling Tian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and stopped talking, and began to recover.
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After a long time, Ling Tian let out a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and sat up from the sand.
Looking at the boundless sea of sand, the vast desert, this golden sand, is the only main tone here, the wind gusts, whistling endlessly.
Sighing, when Ling Tian put the big sword on his back, suddenly, the whole person was shocked, and he instantly looked in one direction, and at this time, in the soul space, a tragic fight scene was reflected on the clear surface of the lake.
"It's a good bloody atmosphere, there should be two forces fighting." A trace of blood flashed in Qing Tianhe's eyes.
"Come on, there's a situation here."
At this moment, Mu Manying suddenly ran down from the sand dunes in the direction of Ling Tian's exploration, and came directly in front of the two, with a somewhat anxious expression.
Hearing this, Ling Tian and Yao Yueye glanced at each other, and they both got up and followed Mu Manying.