In the night, Ge Zheng stepped on the fine quicksand and fled at full speed.

He knew that the village chief would definitely catch up. However, he was ready, just to escape far enough away to avoid alarming the rest of the village.

The village chief first returned to the village to close the formation, and then chased it out, wasting a minute of time back and forth, but he took off into the air, much faster than Ge Zheng, who was running in the quicksand.

Looking at the old man who was getting closer and closer, Ge Zheng turned around and slapped a dry word, first trapped the old man for ten minutes before speaking, and then opened the distance.

Unfolding the extreme speed and the blessing of the trickery, ten minutes is enough time for Ge Zheng to run seven or eight miles.

The hideous-looking village chief was trapped in a square inch of space and was in a mess, and frantically attacked the space barrier, except for Yuan Dongtian, almost all opponents would be like this when they were trapped, but so far no one has been able to break through the barrier of square inch space.

The distance of seven or eight miles, even if it is the Vientiane realm, it will take a while, and when the village chief catches up with Ge Zheng, the two of them are already more than ten miles away from the village, Ge Zheng is not at ease, and once again traps the village chief with square inch space, and continues to distance himself.

In the open desert, the sound can be heard far away, and Ge Zheng has to make a lot of noise in a while, and in order to avoid attracting the rest of the village, he must make sure that the movement is not heard by the rest of the village.

Twice in square inches, when the village chief caught up with Ge Zheng again, they were already more than thirty miles away from the village, this distance should be far enough, Ge Zheng stopped, and no longer ran away.

"Why don't you run, keep running?" The village chief pressed forward step by step, with a sneer on his face, and was trapped twice in a row, he had already listed Ge Zheng as a target for killing.

The range enveloped by Qianzi Fang Cun is only five meters, and it is enough for Vientiane Realm Yuan Xiu to escape from a distance of five meters and one breath, but the composition of Fang Cun space has no warning, so it can work repeatedly.

Looking at the village chief's expression, Ge Zheng felt that it was necessary to give him another dry word and square inch to let him remember it for a long time.

But this time, the Qianzi square inch was in vain, and the village chief moved out of dozens of meters the moment he saw Ge Zheng raise his hand, and he knew that the scope of the square inch space was only five meters.

This is the first time that the square inch space has failed, Ge Zheng hurriedly wanted to condense the dry character magic power again, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't use the second dry character magic power, he instantly understood that before a space collapsed, he could not construct a second square inch space, that is to say, the square inch space must be successful at one time, otherwise there will be a blank period of ten minutes.

"Hehe, there's nothing to do, obediently suffer to death, little doll!" Looking at Ge Zheng, who was deflated, the village chief swaggered up.

"It's you who will die!" Ge Zheng despised the old man in his heart, he had already given them twenty pills, and he was not satisfied.

Just rushed up like this, isn't that looking for death?

Ge Zheng grabbed the Fa Dan in his palm and threw it out, throwing out twenty Fa Dan at a time, even if that magical shield could resist some of the attacks, it would be enough to kill the old man.

Seeing Ge Zheng throw out twenty pills, the village chief had a stunned expression, and actually went up and grabbed Fa Dan, obviously he had never seen this kind of pill, which showed that he was a native of the Mingsu Spirit Realm, not from the Lingyu Sect.

"Boom!"

Twenty Fadan exploded at the same time, still in the palm of the old man's hand, no shield was used, and the power of Fadan's explosion shattered the village chief's body, and even the bones were shattered.

Ge Zheng looked at the shield, more than twenty Fadan explosions, and the Yuan Xiu of the Vientiane Realm will be torn apart, even if the shield is strong, it can't withstand such an impact, it is directly broken into several pieces, and it loses its spirituality and falls to the ground.

Ge Zheng rushed over to put away the shattered shield and left quickly.

These natives didn't have a bag, and the only thing worth collecting on the village chief was this shield, although it was broken, Ge Zheng felt that the shield itself was still very hard More than twenty Fadan were enough to open the mountain, and this shield was only broken into a few pieces, and it was not completely destroyed.

The sound of a huge explosion rang out for dozens of miles, and although Ge Zheng was careful again and again, it still alarmed the people in that village.

Ge Zheng adjusted his direction and continued to run, even if he alarmed the people in the village, he had already escaped for more than thirty miles, and it was not easy to find someone in the endless desert.

On the way to escape, Ge Zheng changed direction several times to avoid being caught up by the people in the village, this village can still have some foundation in the desert, Ge Zheng observed it when he was in the village, and found that the worst adults in the village are the peak of the Qi Source Realm, most of them are in the Vientiane realm, a village of more than 1,000 people, more than 400 Vientiane realms, this breakthrough ratio is already extremely terrifying, and Ling Yuzong probably does not have the strength to cultivate such an organization.

Without a shield level of Yuan Weapon, Ge Zheng's Samadhi was enough to kill the Vientiane Realm Yuan Xiu with one blow, but more than 400 Vientiane Realms meant that he had to release more than 400 Lizi Samadhi, and he couldn't withstand such consumption.

The wind is howling, and the trampled sand is smoothed out in an instant, so there is no need to worry about revealing your whereabouts.

When the morning sun rose, Ge Zheng had escaped for hundreds of miles, and he finally saw an oasis, but he did not get close to the oasis, there were many monsters near this oasis, and it was not the territory of human beings.

Ge Zheng really found a problem, in this desert, centipedes are generally very strong, as if they are the strongest race here, he has encountered dozens of demon beasts before and after, only centipedes are ridiculously large, and the shortest one is three meters.

This made Ge Zheng have to guess whether the centipede was the strongest race here, and he also began to be jealous, in case there was a super centipede living here, it would be very troublesome, and he didn't want to encounter a demon beast of the level of a dryad.

Ge Zheng was looking for a place to live in the desert, he decided, he would stay in this desert for the rest of the time, where the vitality was strong enough, and there were many demon beasts, which were good choices for sharpening and cultivating, the only drawback was that the temperature difference between day and night was too large.

Before he found a place to live, Ge Zheng was still on the move.

There are many human footprints in the desert, abandoned buildings, dilapidated villages, and abandoned oases.

In particular, the huge abandoned buildings, all of which are of the same style and worship the same statues of gods, seem to have ruled the desert by an extremely large human organization long ago.

Ge Zheng's last chosen abode was a temple, the most well-preserved of the many temples he had found, and the majestic statue of the god was clearly visible, and he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere, but he could not remember.

The statue of the god cast in the sand is lifelike, and the idol should have been colored for endless years, but now the color of the surface has been peeled off by the erosion of the wind and sand, and only a very small part of the color remains.

This temple is very large, and there are no footprints of demon beasts, even if a long time passes, there are still few demon beasts who dare to set foot here, which is why Ge Zheng chose here, half a month of almost non-stop fighting, has almost sharpened him, and now he must prepare for a breakthrough.

If you can't break through in the Mingxu Ling realm, then it will be even more difficult to break through in the Yuanmeng realm.

The final fusion of the Yuan Qi in the Qi Source Realm is very difficult, and even some people with excellent talent may stop for the rest of their lives.

In this world, there is never a shortage of geniuses, there is an insurmountable gap between geniuses and masters, and only by going all the way can you become a master, otherwise even a genius through the ages can only be called a genius, not a master.

In front of the statue, Ge Zheng sat cross-legged on a futon.

The hot breath of the outside world became much milder through the thick sand wall, allowing Ge Zheng to practice with peace of mind.