After touching that invisible barrier of energy.

A feeling like jumping into the water made Meng Yang's entire body float uncontrollably.

Then, the suction force that overflowed from the rift vortex immediately pulled him and disappeared directly into the rift.

In just three breaths, the swirl of slowly healing rifts disappeared as if they had never appeared.

In the middle of the desert, where yellow sand was flying and hurricanes were howling, a white light suddenly appeared on the horizon.

The moment the white light appeared, it disappeared again, and at the same time, a figure appeared in mid-air silently.

As if weightless, it smashed into the desert, setting off layers of flying sand and gravel.

Listening to the raging and howling wind in the distance, Meng Yang, who was screaming in pain, spit out the sand and gravel drilled into his mouth, held his heart, and stood up from the sand pit coughing repeatedly.

Everywhere you look, there is a hurricane that links heaven and earth, like the palm of a giant who supports the sky.

The curled up sand and gravel slapped on Meng Yang's face, and there was even a kind of needle poking pain.

Looking at the mighty hurricane that seemed to be able to tear apart the heavens and the earth, and the momentum was moving slowly, Meng Yang's brows moved, and suddenly a hundred zhang away, he saw the flying sword that had been teleported in before testing the danger of the rift vortex.

With a stroke of his fingers, the flying sword lying in the desert with half of his body buried immediately emitted an electric sound, and flew in front of Meng Yang with a bang, Meng Yang's spiritual sense swept and found that the flying sword was not damaged, and thoughtfully put it into the storage ring.

Looking at the hurricane of yellow sand in the distance, Meng Yang calculated a little in his heart, immediately gritted his teeth, and threw out the embroidered spring knife to his feet.

The three-step Yama stepped vertically, controlled the embroidered spring knife, stagnated a hundred meters in the air, and directly used his spiritual sense to probe.

From the moment he was teleported here, he found that there seemed to be no restriction on spiritual consciousness or flight around him.

In particular, the place where he was teleported in was mid-air, and if there were still restrictions on flying around, then he had just been teleported in, and he had already been bombarded to death, so he would not have survived.

As his spiritual sense continued to spread, Meng Yang's mind was divided, and he looked at it carefully, not letting go of any place.

But as the spiritual sense spread to 100 meters, 500 meters, and thousands of meters, until the limit of the three-mile range that can be used now, no one has been found, not even a living thing, and the entire land looks extremely quiet, so quiet that it is weird.

Meng Yang never believed that the Void Land would be so peaceful.

There are only two possibilities, either the other True Martial Masters have not entered this place at all.

Either this place is huge, bigger than he could have imagined.

Now there are only more than thirty True Martial Sect Masters left, and after being teleported in, I am afraid that the location is also random, or after coming in, they will act separately and not be together at all, no matter what kind of thing it is, it will not solve Meng Yang's current doubts.

Because he didn't know which direction to leave.

Staring at Meng Yang around him, his face was cloudy and sunny, afraid that his flight would be too dazzling, and he was ready to withdraw his spiritual sense.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and when the tail of his eyes was raised, he found a strange sign.

Originally, he didn't notice this strangeness, but since there were no creatures or human monks within three miles, he had no choice but to place all his observations on the hurricane that was scattered around him.

This observation really made Meng Yang notice a little different.

If you were someone else, you might not notice these details.

But Meng Yang's cautious mind has never been affected.

What particularly intrigued him was that the hurricane was so huge and so numerous, but all moving towards one place.

And this place is on his right-hand side.

One or two hurricanes were fine, within three miles, hundreds of hurricanes that were connected to the sky and the ground, under the overlook of the spiritual sense, were too conspicuous, so that Meng Yang's eyes flashed, and after only a few hesitations, he withdrew his spiritual sense and fell into the desert, and immediately headed east.

After half a ring, when he stepped on the desert, he came to a slightly high and convex sand dune.

As far as the eye can see, it is still a desert with no edge in sight.

Just as he was about to continue walking, he suddenly paused, his pupils narrowed and he stared, and found that at the end of this yellow sand flying, a huge body appeared, if it weren't for Meng Yang's carefulness, it would be difficult to even find this creature with the same skin color as the surrounding desert.

With a slight movement of his mind, the wind was under Meng Yang's feet and went straight to this beast.

When Meng Yang ran wildly for several miles, he came to this creature with a yellowed body, sharp fangs, and only two limbs, and did not approach immediately, but stood a hundred zhang away, waiting around for a while, and found that there was nothing abnormal, and then gradually approached.

Sensing the aura of death that overflowed from the beast's body, the vigilance in Meng Yang's heart still never let go.

He didn't know the name of the creature in front of him, but in the cultivation world, the spirit beasts that generally lived in the desert were almost all creatures living in groups, and no one dared to underestimate them, because they generally appeared in the hundreds and thousands.

This is just luck, if it emerges on a large scale, it covers the sky, dense, like a flood of rising tides, even if it is a strong person in the realm of the great grandmaster, they can only flee from the wilderness.

Of course, these are only for the sandworms in the desert of the cultivation realm.

As for the Void Land Desert, this creature that Meng Yang had never seen before, although it was only one, it could not be underestimated.

The sandworm in the Eastern Wilderness Sand Plain, Meng Yang has learned a lot.

The demon insect in front of him, which is ten meters long, what if he is also a patrolling soldier? .

Or even deliberately use the dead demon insects in the clan as bait here?

"The IQ of these social monsters shouldn't be too high..."

After a little silence, Meng Yang suddenly pinched the law with his hand and grabbed the void.

The palm of his hand condensed into a virtual shadow, and he hit the sand pile in the distance again and again.

There was a loud noise, accompanied by the rumbling of the blasted sand.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was still no movement around, Meng Yang waved his palm to different places around him.

After waiting for a moment again, Meng Yang, who still didn't see anything abnormal, finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But when his gaze fell on the creature in front of him, he almost subconsciously bent his fingers away.

Spiritual power surged out, and immediately turned into a pillar of light, shooting directly at the demon insect that was spilling the breath of death all over its body.

Seeing that the speed of light was approaching beyond a hundred zhang, Meng Yang even wanted to laugh a little, secretly wondering if he was too cautious.

But this thought only appeared in the mind, the creature seemed to feel the power of the beam, and its body overflowed with revival vitality, like an earthworm in a quagmire, with thigh-thick scales and thorny tails, burrowing into the sand with a thud, and disappeared.

"Sure enough, there is a fraud..."Meng Yang was startled, and the whole person took a step back.

When the demon insect suddenly came back to life, he could still feel the rich breath of death in the demon insect's body.

As his mind flickered, he immediately understood that this breath of death was actually the original breath of this creature.

A feeling of being teased made Meng Yang's face darken, and with a hard kick of his feet, his whole body jumped up, churning in the air, and falling in an arc. The strong aura of cultivation suddenly overflowed from his body, and his feet stomped towards the desert under his feet.

Suddenly, the energy fluctuations centered on Meng Yang rushed out in all directions in an instant.

Wherever they passed, the sand and gravel were swept away, the sand trembled, and the sand wind howled and tossed by.

In just a few breaths, a shrill hissing and wriggling sound came from the desert from underground.

With a slight movement in his mind, Meng Yang didn't say a word and quickly retreated.

As time passed, the sand beast squirming sound became louder and louder, and when the sand like a column of water sprayed and splashed out, countless ten-meter-wide Changsha beasts crawled out of it, swept their eyes, and there were tens of thousands of them, and the black pressure pressed one piece, like black water, spreading and flowing around.

At this scene, Meng Yang's face turned pale suddenly, and he hurriedly flew into the air, looking down with a gloomy face.

What he didn't expect was that the entire sand beast herd suddenly flew up, and the huge roar emitted by the flapping of its wings was like countless flies, hissing in his ears.

The overwhelming number made Meng Yang, who looked back from time to time, look frightened.

He never imagined that this sand beast living in the desert could still fly.

was about to escape with the embroidered spring knife, but the flying sand beasts ignored him and flew forward.

At this moment, a huge beast roar suddenly sounded in his ears.

The roar, like the sharp sound of a bell, like the neighing of a sword, even from a distance, can feel the anger mixed in this roar.

Meng Yang's eyes flashed, and when he saw that the goal of the sand beast was not himself, he made a choice in his heart, and did not retreat but followed.

Control the fan sword to reverse the direction and fall far behind the many sand beasts where the sound came from.

Always keep a thousand feet away from each other, and as long as there is danger, immediately run away.

With a cup of tea, Meng Yang, who was holding his breath and concealing his breath, landed on a pile of sand and moved forward cautiously.

As he climbed over two sand piles, he was stunned by the terrifying scene in front of him.

I saw that these ten thousand sand beasts were besieging a giant beast.

This beast is hundreds of feet long, with a silkworm-like chrysalis-like body, full of black barbs, densely packed. The two horns on his amazing head stood up like a snake at this moment. The slender hands and feet like whips are even more terrifying to watch.

A whirlpool of hideous faces, no eyes and no nose, only a huge mouth covered with barbs.

"Isn't this the land of nothingness, how did the flood beasts in the extraterritorial ruin battlefield appear in the teleportation light curtain space. ”

Meng Yang looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face, an unbelievable scene.

The terrifying aura that erupted from this beast was comparable to that of a monk in the realm of a half-step great grandmaster.

The desolate ancient coercion mixed with this aura was almost exactly the same as the flood beast he and Jing Hongyun had encountered before.

Because of the restrictions on the extraterritorial ruins battlefield, it is impossible to use spiritual sense, and because of the darkness and darkness around it, it is impossible to see the full picture of the flood beast.

But the breath Meng Yang remembered very clearly.

And the bloodthirsty triangular eyes that came out of the darkness, almost identical to the giant beast in front of him.

Although the flood beast is crawling with sand beasts that are constantly gnawing and biting scales.

But more sand beasts, still lost time, died on the stingers of the flood beasts.