Ling Xiaoyao did not immediately withdraw from cultivation, but first consolidated the foundation, after all, jumping from zero to the ninth stage of the Heavenly Rank, the foundation must be extremely weak. When she felt that her foundation was stable and that she had fallen asleep again, she opened her eyes to find herself sitting in a desert.

The field change in the Dragon List arena is through a random teleportation array, and if you are unlucky, you can rotate in one field, or walk out with your legs. It seems that when he was cultivating, the teleportation array happened to turn to his feet, and before he knew it, he turned here, which should be the black desert area on the other side of the Lower West Continent.

Suddenly from the ice field to the desert, this temperature made Ling Xiaoyao immediately sweat. There is no ice element here, and the ice spiritual power in the body has just tried to operate, but it is very cool. Looking at the wound that had not yet scabbed, she took off the two layers of her outer shirt with one hand with difficulty, leaving only a simple black samurai uniform, which was wrapped and put into the baggage. Qiu Longbang is not allowed to use her own spatial spirit weapons and the like, so she wore a thicker dress when she left, and it turned out that she made the right choice. No one knew if it would be passed to the ice field again, and now there was no town to trade things, so she still put away the two rags for the sake of safety.

Ling Xiaoyao looked down at the score card hanging on his belt: 150,000 - the "price" of a Saint-rank peak spirit beast. She has never participated in the Dragon List, and she doesn't know what she can buy for 150,000 yuan. A few pieces of clothing should be fine.

The roar of a spirit beast was faintly heard from behind a sand dune, Ling Xiaoyao carried the burden on his back, and while using his spiritual power to recover his injuries, he went around to investigate the situation.

It is a relatively common multi-eater antbeast in the desert of five deserts, and its size is not very large, and its average strength is in the third stage of the ground level. Fighting against them were three people, with an average strength of the second stage. Two men and one woman, to be precise, two men were fighting, and the woman was still wearing gold and silver on the field, and she was protected behind, looking as a matter of course.

Ling Xiaoyao didn't move. The "blood" of the anteater is a solid that flows like sand, which has a good healing effect, and now it is impossible to buy good medicine, and it is relatively slow to recover by relying solely on spiritual power, so it can only be improvised. The three-person team looked troublesome, what if she wanted to kill those five ant-eaters now, she had already said that it was not good to kill too many evils.

Who knows that trouble does not come naturally. The woman didn't forget to look around during the battle, and her eyes may have been very good, so Ling Xiaoyao, who was red (bloodstains) and black (clothes) in the long yellow sand, was looked at: "That person over there, call you!" Come and help Miss Ben kill them, Miss Ben will allow you to follow us!" ”

"...... "What about this woman's brain?" She didn't bother to answer.

The two men also looked at her with a single glance, and made a decision in an instant, and began to lure the anteater towards her. Anyway, with so much blood shedding, it looks like it's not long in life, so it's better to use it to divert the anteater's attention. The corners of Ling Xiaoyao's lips hooked up a sneer, spread his wings and soared into the air, condensing seven killing whips and two whips to send away the lives of the five ant-eaters.

Ling Xiaoyao was just about to fly away directly, when she suddenly found that the three people below were all looking towards the sky, and when she raised her eyes, a purple swirl-like thing appeared in the sky. Thanks to Linglin's experience back then, she went back and checked the details, so she recognized at a glance what this thing was - a space-time tunnel.

Suddenly, a red humanoid object with a sword hanging from the tunnel and smashed straight above Ling Xiaoyao's head. Reflexively, she whipped up the humanoid object and threw it onto the sand, and the space-time tunnel vanished.