Next to the beast bone, Wang Chen sat down, in addition to absorbing the residual energy in the beast bone, he observed this beast bone almost nuancedly, trying to find a trace of it.

Time passed day by day, until half a month later, the patriarch of the Heavenly Poison Tribe found Wang Chen.

"Daoyou, can you have a harvest?" the patriarch of the Heavenly Poison Tribe asked, this matter is related to the fate of the entire Heavenly Poison Tribe, he has to pay attention to it, in this more than half a month, he mobilized the whole clan to form a ten-person squad, these ten people, all cultivated in the early stage of the Tianyuan Realm, are the rare top combat power in the Heavenly Poison Tribe, which shows the seriousness of this matter.

Wang Chen woke up from meditation and said with a hint of disappointment: "This beast bone, I look at its lines, it is not like ordinary birds and beasts, it should be an extremely rare beast, this beast was alive, its strength has at least touched the point of cutting mortals." ”

Hearing this, the patriarch of the Heavenly Poison Tribe nodded, these are the same as the calculations of the priests in the clan, but if this is really the case, is it possible to hunt a demon beast that has touched the mortal realm again?

This is almost an impossible task to complete, touching the demon beasts of the mortal realm, not to mention that they already have intelligence that is not weaker than that of humans, with that combat power alone, it is estimated that with a single lift of the claws, the entire Heavenly Poison Tribe can be wiped out.

"Alas......" The patriarch of the Heavenly Poison Tribe sighed weakly, and for a while, the whole person looked a lot older.

"The patriarch can rest assured, although Wang does not feel that he is a righteous person, what he says still counts. Wang Chen opened his mouth and said, even if he couldn't find similar bones, he wanted to break through the mountains and forests that day, maybe there was something to do.

The patriarch of the Heavenly Poison Tribe seems to have lost much confidence, but this is the only hope of the Heavenly Poison Tribe, since this is the case, he can only try.

Three days later, after a grand ancestor worship ceremony, Wang Chen set off with a team of ten people, and at the same time, the entire Tianyuan tribe was also completely blocked, strictly prohibiting the clansmen from going out, you must know that the ten Tianyuan realms left their own clan, if this news leaked out, it is estimated that only those tribes who are happy are eyeing in the dark and want to replace the Tianpoison tribe.

A group of people, following the guidance of the map, stepped on the desolate land, and I have to say that this Nanban is really barren, and at a glance, it is extremely desolate.

As I walked, there was an endless golden yellow in front of my eyes, and that was the desert.

Tianwang Mountain Forest is an oasis that exists in the desert.

When approaching the desert, some people in the team were already too tired to walk, so Wang Chen had to let everyone rest and go out to explore the road alone.

But when Wang Chen came back, he could no longer see a single figure, but left behind a place of blood and a lot of wreckage that had not yet dried up.

"This ......"

Wang Chen's eyes froze, looked around, and at this moment, suddenly the earth squirmed, and a huge black scorpion came out of the ground, and after it appeared, the stinger on its scorpion tail went straight to Wang Chen's stinger.

Sensing the danger, Wang Chen jumped up and looked at the huge scorpion on the ground.

This scorpion exudes the power of cultivation to peep into the heavens, and it must be that the ten-person team was viciously attacked by this scorpion when they were resting.

"Look for death!"

Wang Chen's spiritual power surged around him, and the spiritual energy swept out from his hand, turning into a not weak spiritual energy training, and slammed into the scorpion's body, and at the same time, the cultivation in the early stage of the Heavenly Realm instantly operated to the extreme, and with his body, like a meteor across the vast expanse, he regretfully smashed down.

Rumble!

Several times of bombardment, the sound of the sweep shook the earth constantly, this scorpion's outer armor was very hard, and ordinary attacks could no longer hurt it.

Whoosh!

The black scorpion, the figure quickly shuttled through the land, and from time to time shot a hard stinger towards the dead corner of Wang Chen's sight, extremely cunning.

"Coldland...... Seal!"

Wang Chen's eyes were cold, and he directly urged his own spell in the illusion, and when the voice fell, the earth was instantly frozen.

This ice is not ordinary ice, but the ice condensed by Wang Chen with his own cultivation and his perception of the Hanmen Spirit Dao Scroll, and it is just a scorpion, and it can't be broken.

Seeing that he couldn't continue to shuttle through the land, the scorpion was also ruthless, and kept attacking Wang Chen, especially the pair of huge pincers, with a cold glow, and passed by Wang Chen several times.

"Qinglian has fallen. ”

Wang Chen's handprint changed, and the cold qi in his palm continued to condense, until a cyan lotus flower was pushed out by him, and in an instant, the surrounding ice disappeared, and all the cold qi was absorbed into the green lotus.

The black scorpion, when it saw Qinglian, seemed to sense the terrifying energy that existed in Qinglian, and it wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Qinglian slowly flew out in mid-air, and a long, long cyan rainbow light dragged out behind her, which directly hit the scorpion's body with lightning speed.

Boom!

The moment the green lotus exploded, it set off a powerful wave of qi, with the black scorpion as the center, spreading out in all directions, drawing an arc-like impact.

Killing the black scorpion can be regarded as avenging the ten people, Wang Chen sorted it out, headed to the north and stepped into the desert.

Even if he is alone, he has to look for Tianwang Mountain and Forest.

In the desert, day after day, year after year, the water on Wang Chen's body had been empty a few months ago, and the whole person was depressed to the extreme, dragging his heavy body step by step.

Looking at the lush oasis that appeared in front of him, Wang Chen smiled bitterly, this was not the first time he had seen such a scene.

Mirage, an extremely common existence in the desert, has seen too much over the years.

He was about to drag his tired body forward, but suddenly Wang Chen's footsteps stopped, and he suddenly looked back at the oasis.

"No, there is an aura in that oasis, is it true?"

A ray of hope ignited in Wang Chen's heart, and he accelerated towards the oasis.

As we approached, the oasis did not dissipate at the touch of a moon, but a fresh, cool air that contrasted with the heat of the desert.

According to some of the classics given to him by the patriarch of the Tianpoison tribe, there is only one oasis in the desert of Nanban, and that is the Tianwang Mountain Forest.

All, the oasis that appeared in front of Wang Chen was the Tianwang Mountain Forest.

Walking into the mountains and forests, Wang Chen greedily absorbed the aura of the air, replenishing the loss in his body, he didn't know how long he hadn't felt comfortable with this aura entering his body.

A few days later, Wang Chen woke up from his cross-seated sitting, and as far as his sight could see, there was still a rich mountain forest, and he was relieved to breathe a sigh of relief, he was afraid that this was just an illusion in his mind.

(End of chapter)