This kind of thing is called a holy beast, and its level is even higher than that of the king beast, but the little guy in front of him looks like he has just been born. Because this thing only eats and does not vomit, the adult Pixiu is a hundred miles long, and it is said that this thing can go on like this, and no one can say how big it is in the end.

The little thing in front of me resembled both a horse and a lion. Only the size of a palm. It's a little cute. Seeing him like this, Song Yan's childlike heart was hooked by him for a moment, and he not only stretched out his hand to touch him. Who knows, just when Song Yan's hand just touched his body, this little guy suddenly wanted to take a bite on Song Yan's finger. In an instant, the red blood was dripping down.

"Hey, you little guy!" Song Yan hurriedly withdrew his fingers, fortunately, this little thing was too small, except for the sharper teeth, it couldn't find any serious damage to Song Yan at all. Who knows, after this Pixiu sucked Song Yan's blood, his body actually glowed a faint red. Not only that, but Song Yan suddenly had a vague feeling in his heart, and this little thing actually established a master-servant relationship with Song Yan.

"Haha!" Song Yan not only shook his head, but not only felt a little speechless in his heart for the original owner of this Pixiu, why didn't such a good thing be used to recognize the master, and now he was cheap for nothing. After a while, he put away Pixiu and began to look for treasures in the deserted land. In fact, it is not entirely correct to say that it is a treasure, Song Yan turned over a lot of places, and all he found was some broken magic weapons, and the best one was just a broken magic weapon.

It's all broken, but it's not worthless. It's like the magic weapon in Song Yan's hand, take it back and find a craftsman to refine it carefully, if you are lucky, a top-level magic weapon will appear, and even if you are unlucky, it will become a mid-level magic weapon. Although the value is limited, it is still a few hundred crystal coins. For the current Song Yan, the entrance fee of 1,000 yuan is back a lot.

Time passed quickly in this state, and five days passed in the blink of an eye. Song Yan also went deeper and deeper into this deserted land. But fortunately, except for a few martial arts cultivators he met when he first entered, until today, Song Yan has not met a second person. This wasteland looks like a desert, but in fact, its scope is larger than that of the Jin and Liang kingdoms combined. Even if Song Yan used the psychic bone wing, it would take half a year to penetrate this place. This shows how vast this deserted land is.

On this day, Song Yan was still carefully avoiding the spatial cracks, and constantly searched for anything to use in the yellow sand. At this moment, a red light suddenly flashed at the end of the sky, and then it returned to its original state. Song Yan was taken aback by this sudden red light, but after thinking about it, Song Yan immediately cast his psychic bone wings and flew towards the place where the red light came out.

There is only one reason why this unusual situation can occur here, and that is that there is a high-level magic weapon appearing. Because only if its own Yuan Force is very strong, it will affect the Yuan Force between heaven and earth to resonate. Thus producing visions. Song Yan has absolute confidence, there must be an unusual treasure in it.

However, when Song Yan saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Because there is indeed a nice treasure in the place where the red light just came out. This thing looked like a fiery red shield, and judging by the extent of the damage, there should be a great chance that it could be restored to a magic weapon that was only one level off.

A magic weapon is really tempting for Song Yan. Song Yan didn't have any decent magic weapons on his body at this time. Although the attack increase of the pair of knuckles was good, he had no choice but to fight in close combat, which was really a bit of a constraint for Song Yan. And the shield in front of him is obviously a defensive magic weapon, if Song Yan can get it, when the time comes, with a long-range attack magic weapon, then Song Yan's combat power can at least double.

But the most helpless thing is that there is a reminder that the huge demonic beast is lying next to the shield magic weapon at this time, and it means that it is also salivating for this magic weapon. It is impossible for Warcraft to use magic weapons, but they are born with extreme envy and jealousy, as long as it is a good thing, even if they can't use it, they won't give it to others cheaply, which is really helpless.

However, in the face of absolute strength, they also have their own arrogant capital. The monster in front of me belongs to one of them. This is an oversized worm. Song Yan could see that this was a beginner-level general beast. When it comes to strength, it is definitely comparable to a martial cultivator at the level of the Martial Sect. If Song Yan is allowed to fight him alone, it is better for Song Yan to commit suicide directly. "Damn, you don't need it, why are you watching so closely?" Song Yan was a hundred meters away from this earthworm. But he knew that the worm had known about his arrival, but the guy didn't do anything other than raise his tentacles high.

Holding his chin in his hand, Song Yan suddenly thought of a good idea, and stretched out his hand in his jade pendant and took out the garbage magic weapon obtained from the two middle-aged monks. Song Yan moved his hands again and again, and these seven or eight magic weapons flew towards the place where the worm was very obedient, and just looking at the posture, it meant to split the worm in half. At the same time, Song Yan also activated his bone wings, and he wanted to snatch the shield as quickly as possible when the worm was stirred away.

"Time and time...... Sure enough, Song Yan's method was very useful, although these teeth were staggered in the center. This was originally a national capital called the Chu State, and according to legend, this Chu State once dominated for a while, but I don't know that since that year, a huge spatial crack suddenly opened near the capital of the Chu State, and then, all kinds of broken magic weapons and magic weapons poured into the Chu State one after another. With the entry of these things, more and more martial cultivators came here, and they fought with the forces of the Chu State. In this way, a hundred years later, a once incomparably prosperous Chu State was gradually consumed of its national strength. Until one day the country is completely destroyed. Hai Fu didn't take a step forward since he came here, he just sat and cultivated by himself, and he didn't think about Song Yan's explanation at all.

Although he was very unhappy in his heart, Song Yan was just a little ant in the eyes of others at this time, and he didn't have the strength to let him treat him squarely. In this way, Song Yan's trip to the deserted land turned into a brutal wilderness survival practice. However, after thirteen days of righteousness, the peace here was finally broken by a monster with a chapter head and a human body. At noon on this day, the yellow sand suddenly rolled at the end of the sky in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, a figure came from far and near.

"Hahaha! Haidaoyou still likes to arrive early!" Before the sea of people arrived, the voice had already come, and that Haifu, at the same time as the voice sounded, opened his eyes that had been dead for more than ten days.

This sudden scene made Song Yan a little unable to turn around, how could the junior general beast, who was still menacing just now, suddenly die with a whimper!"Haha! Yes, I just ran into such a good thing when I went out!" Seeing that in the place where the worm had stayed, I don't know when there was suddenly an old man with white hair and white eyebrows. And the old man was still holding his hands behind his back at this time, with a satisfied expression.

Song Yan was a little surprised in his heart, because he found that this old man was actually a little higher than the level of old cultivator he had seen at the beginning. Not only that, but this person also carried a huge cyan gourd on his back, and the inscription on the gourd flickered brightly and dimly, which looked extremely extraordinary. After sighing a few words, Lao Yi stretched out his hand, and a ball of flesh with a whole green body immediately flew out of the snake's body. Song Yan only glanced at it for a second, and he already knew that this meat ball was compared to this snake demon core.

"Thank you old gentleman for helping!" Although people didn't pay attention to themselves, Song Yan was not an impolite person, since this person could come to the rescue in such a crisis just now, then no matter if he was for this worm core or what, Song Yan would call him a favor. How do you know that this old man obviously frowned after hearing Song Yan's words. "Little ants also make up their own lives!

As he spoke, a crystal clear silver needle suddenly rushed towards Song Yan. This sudden surprise caught Song Yan off guard. In just an instant, the silver needle stabbed Song Yan's body, and then, a dazzling light burst out on Song Yan's body just like the worm just now. "Ahh It can be seen that its ruthlessness is by no means ordinary.

However, the intense light did not bring pain to Song Yan, but only sent his body a few meters away. Song Yan looked down and saw that the silver needle was coincidentally hitting the belt containing Pixiu. After the light flashed, Pixiu also broke free from the restraints and jumped out, and the seemingly extraordinary silver needle had been swallowed into its stomach at this time.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, but after the old man on the other side saw Pixiu, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed on his originally unwavering face. "Pixiu! It's actually Pixiu!" Then the old man didn't think about it, and immediately put the power in his hand and wrote the Pixiu in his hand. But after carefully looking at this Pixiu a few times, the old man's face obviously showed a trace of disappointment. "Hey, it's a pity! I actually confessed to the Lord! What a tyrannical thing. This Pixiu has not yet grown to the most suitable period, so at this time, it will recognize the Lord, and this little thing will be half wasted! It's a pity!"

As he spoke, the old man seemed to have thought of something extremely sad. Shaking his head and shaking his head, he couldn't stop sighing. "Are you his master?" Song Yan stared at it, not intending to answer. The old man saw that Song Yan didn't react, and his dull and cold face couldn't help but squeeze out a smile. "Young man, don't hold a grudge so much! Since this Pixiu is yours, then I will spare your life, but you must help me do something about it, otherwise...... Hey, hey!"

Looking at his somewhat cunning face, Song Yan could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart. After all, he is a martial artist who is even more terrifying than an elder, and before he has absolute strength, it is not a heroic performance to confront this kind of person head-on, it is a lack of heart! It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and it is not too late for a villain to take revenge from morning to night. Song Yan is neither a gentleman nor a villain. So he didn't plan to think about it too much, and took a step at a time for the time being.

"Who are you, what do you want me to do?" Even if it was taken by the other party's obscenity, Song Yan would not completely lose his backbone. So as soon as he stood up, Song Yan opened his mouth to ask. Let yourself help, then if he does something evil and violates his conscience, then he might as well die now.

"Haha! Very good! Young man, my name is Haifu, you can call me Hai Lao. As for the things I asked you to help with...... It's not hard to say, it's just a matter of finding something. If you hadn't had this Pixiu in your hand, I wouldn't have begged you!...... Will you agree?" Haifu spoke in a very kind tone at first, like an elder of a family asking about a junior. But when he said the last few words, Haifu's tone was obviously a little heavier. Although he didn't say it explicitly, Song Yan could also hear it, that is, you have to help with this favor, you have to help it or not.

"Looking for something?" Song Yan lowered his head and thought about it for a while, then nodded happily and agreed. "Okay, I promise you, but after you find something, you're going to let me go back!" "Hahaha!" Okay, that's it!" Haifu seemed to be very happy, and after laughing, he asked Song Yan to go with him to meet a few other friends. In the following time, Song Yan followed this Haifu and gathered towards his friend. However, what Song Yan didn't expect was that as soon as the two of them left like this, they actually walked for half a month, and it wasn't until this day that a palace that looked quite extraordinary appeared in front of them. The palace is large and looks magnificent. However, I don't know how many years it has been abandoned, except for a few rooms that are still intact, most of the remaining houses are obviously dilapidated.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Song Yan came up with his current accurate location after thinking of his understanding of the abandoned land. At this time, they were on the periphery of the real center of the Wasteland, inside.