After about half a day's effort, Ling Feng and the others saw from a distance that there seemed to be a black mountain in front of them, lying halfway down the road, blocking the way.

It's just that in this endless desert, how can there be any black mountains?

However, when the three of them took a closer look, their faces suddenly changed!

A behemoth with a length of thousands of feet, stretching for dozens of miles, lying on the hot yellow sand, a pair of huge wings, weakly spreading, drooping on the ground, and twitching twice from time to time, rolling up the rolling sand.

And under the behemoth, dark green blood, like oil, spread everywhere, dyeing the land of golden sand.

"Dead?"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped slightly, he unfolded his True Qi wings, flew into the air, looked at the monster from a distance, and said in surprise: "Although I hit this monster with that blow, it shouldn't be able to kill it." ”

"Not us. Tuoba Yan also flew up, on a par with Ling Feng, pointed to the messy land around him, and said slowly: "This monster, after us, also fought a battle around here. Moreover, it seems that it didn't last long, and it died at the hands of the other party. ”

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, and he could clearly see that the head of the behemoth seemed to have been blasted out of a huge crater, and looking in the direction of the pothole, there was a charred black ravine left on the sandy ground for thousands of feet.

Seemingly, just a trick!

This move happened to hit the place where he hit with Kunlun Prison Break before, and this cost the monster's life.

"What a terrible force. Ling Feng narrowed his eyes, feeling the fluctuations of the power remaining in the scorched black ravine, and his complexion changed slightly.

He and Mu Qianxue worked together, but they didn't kill this monster, and such a half-step demon king-level monster actually seemed to be killed by someone with one move!

Judging from that scorching power, this is definitely not Yan Jinghong's masterpiece, so, in other words, the person who destroyed this monster is from other empires, and his strength is not under Yan Jinghong.

"How many geniuses are there in the Eastern Spirit Domain!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists, not only was he not frustrated by the strength of that unknown master, but he was also full of fighting spirit.

Killing the half-step demon king with one move, even if it is just a half-step demon king who has been hit hard, is enough to defy the sky.

"Now is not the time to sigh. Tuoba Yan snorted lightly, and said with a cold face: "Judging from this route, that group of mysterious masters seems to be the same goal as us. In other words, they will arrive at the ruins of the ancient sect one step ahead of us. ”

"Well, let's go too. Ling Feng smiled faintly.

Tuoba Yan frowned, and said with a speechless expression: "I mean, since such a terrifying powerhouse also went to that ruin, do you think we still need to go?"

"Why is it not necessary?"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows, "I just wanted to see what kind of powerhouses there are in other empires." Moreover, the three of us joining forces may not have no room for self-preservation. At the very least, with the Heavenly Wisdom Treasure Guide's Heavenly Heng Illusion Technique, we still have a chance to escape, don't we? Don't forget, I was once the owner of the Heavenly Wisdom Treasure Book. ”

Tuoba Yan glanced at Ling Feng, bit his lip, and did not speak.

"Miss Mu, let's go!"

Ling Feng looked at Mu Qianxue, since someone was in front of them, it was time to speed up.

"Hmm. Mu Qianxue nodded, hugged the little black cat Yeyi, and followed behind Ling Feng, the destination, the ruins of the ancient sect.

......

The other side of the bone-burying wilderness.

"Feng Shao, that finger just now is so beautiful!"

A fat man in a yellow robe, with a smile on his face, came to the side of a purple-clothed young man, and on the right hand side of the purple-clothed young man, there was also a woman in blue, looking at the purple-clothed young man with a face full of adoration.

Killing the half-step demon king with one finger, this strength is already terrifying.

Moreover, the cultivation of this sealed rock is only a heavy weight of the Divine Yuan Realm!

"Young Master Feng, your Heavenly Finger is one level closer!" the woman in blue chuckled.

"It's not that I'm terrible. It's that the monster was already wounded. Feng Yan stood proudly on top of a slightly higher mound, and said lightly: "Being able to inflict such injuries on a half-step demon king-level monster, it seems that he is not a weak guy." ”

"No matter how powerful it is, after all, it still can't be worth one-ten-thousandth of you!" said the fat man with a smile.

"Okay, yellow fat man, you don't need to shoot the fart. ”

Feng Yanjian raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I can probably guess that a genius who can have this kind of strength under the age of twenty, in addition to me, the Heavenly Saint Empire also has the Murong Wu of the Murong family! ”

"Tianlong Empire, there is nothing to say, but the Tianbai Empire, although the overall strength is not very good, there is a guy named Yan Jinghong, who is not small. Nangong Yu and Murong Wu, I have fought with them before, and that kind of sword wound is not their usual move. If my guess is correct, the one who left the wound on the half-step demon king should be this Yan Jinghong. ”

Feng Yan held his chin and analyzed lightly.

"What Yan Wuhong, Yan Liuhong's, the small Tianbai Empire, what genius can there be. ”

The fat yellow man pinched his fingers, pointed the compass in his hand in one direction, and laughed: "Haha, it's done!"

"Yellow Fat Man, your dragon hunting technique, at this time, is quite effective. Feng Yan narrowed his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he had already appeared a hundred feet away in front of him.

"Feng Shao, wait for us!"

The fat man and the woman in blue shouted, and hurriedly urged the body method to follow.

......

At the same time, Yan Jinghong took the other two geniuses of the Tianbai Empire sect realm and walked in the long yellow sand.

After entering the battlefield of gods and demons, Yan Jinghong did not get rid of the two oil bottles around him, after all, his quota was still sent by the young sect master of the Thousand Mountains Sect, and he needed to take care of it more or less.

The sect master of the Thousand Mountains Sect also got the news of the ruins of the ancient sect from somewhere, so the direction of Yan Jinghong's group was also heading towards the ruins of the ancient sect.

Along the way, the young sect master of the Thousand Mountains Sect and another true disciple of the Thousand Mountains Sect almost never made a move, and Yan Jinghong was completely crushed wherever he passed. Even if they encounter geniuses from other empires, if there is a conflict, they will basically be erased by Yan Jinghong lightly.

Yan Jinghong's strength has penetrated into the hearts of the two at this moment, and it will never be erased.

At this moment, Yan Jinghong's eyes narrowed, and not far ahead, he saw a young man dressed in black, carrying a wine gourd, half-leaning on a bare rock, looking drunk.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out!"

Duan Qian, the young sect leader of the Thousand Mountains Sect, roared, and with Yan Jinghong's support, he was naturally fearless.

"Hiccup......

The black-clothed young man burped, looked at Duan Gan drunkenly, flicked his fingers, and shot out with a finger of wind, and with a "bang", it directly pierced Duan Gan's shoulder.

(End of chapter)