"Damn fellow, I didn't expect it to be so difficult to let him escape for a while, and then to track him down. "The search is fruitless, and if time drags on like this, the more unlikely the hope of finding the Great White Snake will be.

In the three days that they entered the Death Desert, Feng Sheng and the two of them were extremely lucky and did not encounter any demon beasts, saving them the trouble of fighting, but the harshness of the environment here is really far beyond imagination, the violent wind all the time, the sun is as hot as fire, the heat is unbearable, but at night it is as cold as falling into an ice cellar, the climate is changeable and capricious, even if it is a monk demon beast, although it will not be frightened away by this, it will always be affected a little.

That night, Feng Sheng and the two chose to hide in a boulder under the wind outlet to set up camp and go down to the village, rest for a while, build a bonfire, barbecue dry food and ice water, and after the wine and food were full, the little lark fell asleep first when he was sleepy, leaving Feng Sheng to meditate and keep vigil alone.

It was late at night, the desert wind was blowing more violently than the day, Feng Sheng felt something during the meditation and suddenly opened his eyes, with the swaying firelight and the bright moonlight, he could vaguely see what movement was in the darkness not far ahead, of course, it couldn't be a pheasant or a hare or something.

"He" walked towards him, and when he reached a distance of about a zhang, he was finally able to see his true face:

Dressed in a black cloak, he was no more than a seventeen or eight-year-old child, and it was impossible to tell from his appearance whether this person was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years or was really a young imp. No matter which situation it is, it's a bit wrong, an old monster or a little ghost head ran into this vast desert without sleeping in the middle of the night, why did it appear here, the dangerous place of the demon world, and what happened?

Feng Sheng tried to investigate with his divine soul, but found nothing, empty. It's weird, isn't it? You must know that although your realm has fallen now, you will only be unable to exert your full power in terms of exercises, true qi, etc., and it will not have much impact on the perception of the divine soul. You can't really see a ghost yourself, do you?

However, this is also unreasonable, it is a ghost, which may not be perceived by mortals without cultivation, but this is not the case for monks - in the eyes of monks, the soul is another "body" of a person One of the most typical examples is the hell that stood side by side with the heavenly court in ancient times, in the eyes of mortals and even monks, hell may be a god that cannot be blasphemed, it is the lord of heaven and earth, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is just a huge force organized by some people who are good at cultivating soul spells.

Then there is only one explanation, the strength of the other party is far beyond his imagination, shielding his own perception, such as the immortal qi of the strong man in the Immortal Emperor Realm. However, I didn't see that there was a fairy aura around this cloak man, could it be beyond the Immortal Emperor Realm?

"Who is Your Excellency, and what do you have to do with you?"

The cloaked man didn't pay attention to Feng Sheng, his hand raised slightly, and attacked the Yun'er girl next to the bonfire?

"You guy?" Although I don't know who this person is, it's too much to do it without saying a word

It was too much, which made Feng Sheng angry, and it was directly an iron fist blast out, only to see the opponent's other hand raised slightly, and when he opened it, he easily blocked his attack, and forced himself back a few steps.

Not to mention the current Feng Sheng, it is his heyday, in the hands of the other party is just an insignificant ant, he can kill himself between gestures, a sense of powerlessness arises spontaneously, how many years Feng Sheng he almost forgot this feeling, he was dissatisfied with this feeling of powerlessness, he chose martial arts, and tried to reach the peak of martial arts, and later became famous and became a peerless powerhouse in the eyes of the world, almost omnipotent gods, I didn't expect to be fortunate to be able to remember the bittersweet today.

looked at the little lark and found that she was just hypnotized and asleep by the cloaked man, and it was not a big deal, and Feng Sheng's heart settled down. However, the cloaked man's simple shot made Feng Sheng see a lot of things:

First, the power of the laws of heaven that this person has comprehended is terrifying. The power of the Heavenly Dao, that is, the monk's perception of the Heavenly Dao of this piece of heaven and earth, so as to integrate it into the exercises and moves into power, typical examples such as the sword intent of the swordsman, the sword posture, the array mage, etc., no matter what the name is, are only different in form, and its most essential is the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao. In the previous move, the other party didn't even use his true qi, he just relied on the laws of heaven, giving people a feeling of majestic but ethereal, and I don't know if the other party intended to hide it or for some other purpose.

Second, this cloak man is definitely not a human, and it is difficult to say whether he is a ghost or not. Even for a moment, it was still seen by Feng Sheng, the parts of the hands under the cloak were empty, and all that could be seen was a pair of big eyes as deep as the starry sky, as for the cloaked man, he only had one pair of eyes, this Feng Sheng really couldn't see it, it seemed that he knew Feng Sheng's thoughts, and the cloaked man's head was slightly tilted towards Feng Sheng's others, and it was still the same result. If so, what kind of monster is this man?

"I was so offended just now, please forgive me. Feng Sheng bowed deeply to apologize, if the other party had a malicious intention just now, presumably now Miss Yun'er, she would definitely die and couldn't die anymore, the other party just stunned her, presumably there must be something to say to himself that he can't be known to outsiders, since that's the case, then apologize for his momentary recklessness.

The cloaked man didn't speak, he didn't say anything, and his ethereal eyes really couldn't see any changes.

"I will give you a chance to create and ask you to complete a mission. This thing, I'll give it to you!" After Feng Sheng got up, the cloaked man handed over an object to Feng Sheng, and after saying some inexplicable words, the whole person disappeared.

What the hell is going on? After the cloaked man had been gone for a long time, Feng Shengren hadn't figured it out, and he was playing with this strange thing he had given himself in his hand, which seemed to be two broken turtle shells, neither gold, not jade, not stone, not wood, and there was no trace of true qi or some other abnormal energy fluctuation from above. If it weren't for the physical evidence in hand, I was afraid that Feng Sheng and others would feel that they had a strange dream.

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Sheng was puzzled, someone or something in his body knew everything that was happening in the outside world through Feng Sheng, and even thought that he was watching a script and knew the scenes that happened in the past, present and future by heart.

"I didn't expect him to dare to be so bold and reckless, and put the bet on this ant, and he really trusted it. That's right, now he is facing a life-and-death situation, and finding a spokesperson is not a violation of the rules. ”

I didn't expect that the Qiankun Demon Tower, which is the only one in the sky and the earth, could still say such a thing in his mouth, and he looked like a stinky fart all day long, and this person's identity was really okay. However, he naturally didn't let Feng Sheng know about this, and he believed in his heart that the phantom man who appeared in the deepest part of his spiritual world before said that Feng Sheng's luck was excellent.

Luck is such a thing, mysterious and mysterious, ethereal and traceless, you see a group of ants walking on the road, thinking about a moment of fun to trample it to death or let it go, life, is its good luck, on the contrary, death, is unlucky, because you are strong enough for this group of ants, strong enough that your mind can determine their life and death, this can also be said to be caused by luck, because outside your mind, there is something you don't know that is manipulating and controlling your actions, so that you and this group of ants can meet? In your eyes, the fate of ants is like this, and in the eyes of a character at a higher level than you, you are not just an ant in the eyes of others. To put it another more simple and easy-to-understand example, does a businessman make a profit or lose money, and does his goods appreciate or depreciate? Does it depend on his personal prediction of market prospects? Market competition? Or is it the preferences of customers? There is a providence in the dark, and people attribute the existence of such wonderful things to "luck"!

The identity of the cloaked man is a mystery, the two pieces of "tortoise shell" he gave himself are also a mystery, and what he said about giving himself a chance to create is even more a mystery, and what "mission" he has to complete by himself, but he doesn't even say what he wants to do. What is the meaning, and for what purpose?

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