There is a vast expanse of yellow sand in front of him, and standing on it seems to be as small as a drop of sea water in the sea, and all around him is yellow sand.

Long Zun walked quickly on two legs on the desert, this time there was no hiding, there was no one around, and he used all his speed brought by the wind system.

Hundreds of miles is not an hour for him, and he has walked for hundreds of miles in one night, but there is still no end in sight.

In the surrounding desert, the only thing left was a sand pile and sand stalk that didn't grow much.

Long Zun was sure that he was not going in the wrong direction, there were stars pointing out the direction at night, and there was the sun during the day, and as a martial sect strength, how could there be a problem of going out of the direction.

But after walking for so long, even if the three deserts are connected together, they should come out.

After a long and continuous rush, he sat on the ground and began to cultivate to restore the aura consumed by the hurry.

Fortunately, the aura of this place in the desert is very strong, stronger than the outside world, so that he can recover quickly, not for a long time, and he is already full of energy.

Call!

Long Zun, who didn't get up, suddenly felt that the wind was rising, and the wind speed was increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, covering most of the sky, and his vision began to be blocked.

In the distance of the desert, a cloud of black and oppressive yellow sand could already be seen rushing towards him.

"This is the legendary sandstorm?" Long Zun looked ahead with wide eyes, it was the first time he had seen such a strong wind.

It was the first time I saw such a strong wind rolling up so much sand and flying all over the sky, covering the sky all day and darkening the heavens and the earth.

Long Zun hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth one last time, not only did not turn around and run away, but ran in the direction that the wind was coming from.

It's not that he can't run, but with his speed, he can completely dodge the tornado behind him when it catches up with him.

And he didn't have so much, he had to find a way out of the empty desert, and now not to mention a tornado, even if he dug a hole, he would go in and see.

Tornadoes are a common sandstorm in the desert, usually known as a black sandstorm, and it is an extremely fatal danger for ordinary people.

Even ordinary cultivators are reluctant to enter the center of the Black Sandstorm, fearing that they will have a life to enter and not to come out.

The wind of the black sandstorm is very strong, and the single-core weird and changeable wind is still a lot worse than that, and Long Zun broke into it headlong, and it was easy to come to the center of the black sandstorm.

Immediately, the sight changed, the original desert disappeared, and there was a forest in front of him, and there was a river rushing not far from his feet.

Long Zun was glad that he had made the right bet, if he had avoided the black sandstorm, he might not have been able to get out of the desert and see green and other colorful things again.

"You're coming in too?"

Hearing the voice, Long Zun's hair stood up, and he immediately became vigilant, secretly blaming himself for being too careless, and only left the desert happily, but forgot to observe the surroundings.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw an old man sitting on a stone pier not far in front of him, and the person who spoke should also be this old man.

"If I'm not mistaken, you've been hanging out with the Loose Cultivators on the island, and even if you were driven away, you left without resistance, just like the other Loose Cultivators. The old man said in one sentence the situation when the Dragon Venerable was on the island.

"You know me?" Long Zun furrowed his brow.

"I paid attention to you, and at that time I only thought that you had hidden your cultivation, but I didn't expect that your cultivation was no less than that of us old guys. The old man pointed to the other martial arts powerhouses on his island.

"How do you know that my cultivation is also a Martial Sect?" Long Zun asked rhetorically.

As soon as the words came out, he knew that he had asked a stupid question, if he didn't have the strength of the Martial Sect, he wouldn't be able to enter the ruins at all, and he would already be dead in the Treacherous Wind Region.

The old man smiled and did not answer Long Zun's stupid question.

Long Zun didn't stupidly continue to ask about this matter, but said, "You also came here from the desert?"

"Oh, you're from the desert?" said the old man, surprised.

"Aren't you?" asked Long Zun with a frown.

The old man shook his head and said, "I'm not, I'm from a grassland." ”

Long Zun rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, "It's still grassland, why didn't I give you a green death!" The soles of your shoes are obviously stained with sand, and you are still talking nonsense with your eyes open.

Long Zun was too lazy to expose the old man's lies, but he had some secret hatred, when he was outside the ruins, how could the sneak attacker not kill the old man in front of him, and he was full of lies when he entered the ruins.

"The prairie is good, the prairie is good. Long Zun pretended to be unintentional and boasted, "Green! Standing on the grassland, I feel like everyone is green!"

After a pause, he looked at the old man in front of him and explained, "Don't get me wrong! It's not that green, it's that green!"

After listening to this, the old man had a black line in his head, and this explanation might as well not be explained!

However, the old man was very urban, pretending not to understand, and said with a smile: "How come, Xiaoyou, I understand what you mean, the grassland and the desert are indeed a little greener, and there is more water vapor." ”

"It doesn't matter, I like sun bathing, you don't stay in the desert, the sun shines on your body warmly, especially the yellow sand under your feet, take off your shoes and step on it, that's called a comfortable, people like you can't stay in a place with heavy moisture, it's easy to have problems with old arms and legs. ”

After hearing this, the old man didn't turn his face, but fortunately he held back at the last moment, and said with a smile: "Hey, yes, I really envy your sun bath." ”

"Envy! Envy is right, okay, I'll go first, you can watch the river here yourself!" Long Zun said to the old man.

The old man rolled his eyes, he was looking at the river, he was healing from his wounds.

However, he didn't plan to say it, it was best to fool Long Zun away, and when he recovered from his injuries, it was not too late to settle accounts with the young man in front of him.

"Okay, you go first, I'm old, rest. The old man replied with a smile.

Long Zun turned around and was about to leave, and the old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Long Zun, who had not walked a few steps, suddenly turned his head, looked at the old man, and suddenly said, "You can't be injured!"

The expression on the old man's face froze, and then a few smiles appeared on his face, and he said: "Hehe, how is it possible, how can I say that I am also a martial sect cultivator, how can I be so easily injured!"

The corners of Long Zun's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart, why are you not so nervous when you are not injured.

However, he didn't say anything, anyway, it had nothing to do with him, if he wanted to trouble the old man in front of him, naturally there were a lot of people, and he didn't need to come out of this by himself.

Immediately, he didn't care about the old man, and walked along the river bank by himself.

(End of chapter)