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The Chiyan Desert is more than 100 million miles away from Mo Wen's location, and with Mo Wen's ability, it will take a few days to fly over. want

In a few days, Mo Wen had a general understanding of the Trial Ancient Land, which was so big that it should be no less than the inner world like the Floating Secret Realm, and it might even be much larger. In the ancient land, there lived hundreds of millions of living beings, and hundreds of tribes stood together, and the land was the king.

The alien who led the way to Mo Wen, named Sa'anqi, a man of the Chi Shark Clan.

The Chi Shark Clan, the top ten clans in the ancient land, the masters of the clan are like clouds, and there are hundreds of Yuan Shen Realm monks like Sa Anqi.

Sa'anqi has a monk in the early stage of the original god, and because of his extraordinary talent and alien body, his strength is much higher than that of the human race of the same level. But his cultivation is only in the middle and upper echelons of the Shark Clan.

In the trial ancient land, although there are no powerhouses in the Dou Transformation Realm, there are really many monks in the Yuan Shen Realm. The races that can be imprisoned here are all ancient races inherited from ancient times, needless to say, their talent is needless to say, their cultivation to the Yuan Shen Realm is far easier than that of ordinary human races.

"My lord, 10,000 miles further is the Red Flame Desert, which is the territory of the Yanjiao Clan."

Above the sky, two rays of light flashed, it was Mo Wen and Sa Anqi, both of them were not low in cultivation, and flying without sleep for a few days was not a difficult thing for the two of them.

"The Yanjiao Clan, a big clan entrenched in the Red Flame Desert, in terms of the overall strength of the race, they may not be ranked in the top ten in the ancient land, but they are definitely within the top thirty. The characteristics of the Flame Horn Clan are strong vitality, and their defense and endurance are also amazing. ”

Sa Anqi said solemnly, although he didn't know why Mo Wen went to the Chiyan Desert, but as a trialist, coming to the Chiyan Desert would definitely not be welcomed by the Yanjiao Clan.

What he said at this time was not the language of the human race, nor the lingua franca of the ancients, but the indigenous language of the trial ancient land. After a few days of contact, Mo Wen had already learned the language of the Ancient Land through the method of divine recitation, and the communication with the races in the Ancient Land was no longer an obstacle.

"Is the Red Flame Desert rich in flint?" Mo asked.

"From the flint?"

Sa Anqi gasped when he heard this. It turns out that this human race came here to get away from the flint, so it's no wonder that they came all the way to the Red Flame Desert.

"The Red Flame Desert can indeed produce flint stones, but almost all of them are occupied by the Flame Horn Clan, and it is difficult for outsiders to get their hands on them. My lord. If you go to the Red Flame Desert to find the flint, I am afraid it will not go well. ”

Sa Anqi glanced at Mo Wen cautiously, away from the flint, even in the Red Flame Desert, it is a treasure that cannot be found. In particular, the people of the Yanjiao clan regard the flint stone as the most precious gem. Every time one appears, it will be taken away by the Yanjiao clan as soon as possible, and it is more difficult for outsiders to find one in the vast desert than to find a needle in a haystack.

"If you look for it in the desert stupidly, then things like luck won't go well, but in that Yanjiao clan, there should be a flint, right?"

Mo Wen said with a smile, it is impossible for those who come here to test to find a flint in the desert stupidly, and the dry real person has always meant to snatch it directly from the local race. It's hard to find on your own, but the race that has lived here for generations. There must be a collection of flint stones.

"You're going to trade with the Flamehorns? But the Yanjiao Clan has never traded treasures such as flint stones, even if the ten major races in the ancient land want to get a flint from the Yanjiao clan, it is not easy."

Sa Anqi frowned, the Yanjiao clan would definitely not take out the flint to trade, not to mention that this person was still a trialist who came to the ancient land, the creatures in the ancient land, and no one had a good impression of these trialists The latest chapter of Du Bin's legend.

"Deal? They're probably not going to trade it to me. Mo Wen smiled and said, if it can be traded, then it will not be so difficult to get the flint. Kuji Zhenren will not ask for himself, so he has already asked someone to trade a flint from the Yanjiao Clan.

"Of course they won't trade"

Halfway through his words, he realized that something was wrong. His eyes widened, and he stammered, "My lord, you don't want to snatch it from the Yanjiao Clan."

"If they don't give it, then naturally they can only rob it. Feel relieved. When this trip goes well, I'll let you go. Mo asked lightly.

Sa Anqi's expression stiffened on his face, and he couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, although the Yanjiao clan was not one of the top ten races in the ancient land, it was also a big clan. There are dozens of monks in the Yuan Shen Realm, and there are even powerhouses who have reached the limit of the Yuan God.

With the two of them. Dare to break into the territory of the Yanjiao Clan and snatch things from them?

Saanqi felt that this was simply going to die. However, now that his lifeblood is in the hands of this human race, he can't escape if he wants to.

As they spoke, the two of them had flown out tens of thousands of miles, and the sight in front of them gradually broadened, and a red line appeared in their eyes, connecting with the sky, extending endlessly into the distance.

"Red Flame Desert!"

In a few flickers, Mo Wen was already in front of him, the endless desert was endless, and the air was full of blazing dust, and the sandstorm could even be seen raging in the distance.

The sand of the Red Flame Desert was crimson and like blood, and occasionally the wind and sand blew and the gravel tumbled like a boiling sea of blood.

"It's so hot."

Mo Wen was secretly surprised, the temperature here should be several hundred degrees Celsius, and ordinary people would be burned to death in an instant here. And it's just the edge of the Red Desert, and the deeper you go, the drier and hotter the climate becomes.

Legend has it that the ancient immortals made alchemy, accidentally overturned the alchemy furnace, and the heavenly fire descended to the mortal world, burning the earth, and gradually formed this vast red flame desert. Of course, this is just a mythical story, but it can also be seen that the Red Flame Desert is indeed not an ordinary place.

"No wonder such a treasure as the flint was born."

Mo Wen secretly sighed, the flint stone is a gem condensed by the essence of the sun, and in such a desert, it is not strange to form the flint stone over the years.

"My lord, there is a tribe of the Yanjiao tribe nearby, called the Lieban tribe, which is within a radius of millions of miles, and belongs to a large tribe of the Yanjiao tribe." Sa Anqi leaned over to Mo Wen and whispered, as a native of the ancient land, he also knew the Chiyan Desert very well, and he had come here a hundred years ago to the Lieban tribe.

"That Lieban tribe has a flint?" Mo asked.

"The Lieban tribe belongs to the big tribe in the Yanjiao tribe, and the chief of this tribe is a monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan God, who has been practicing for more than 5,000 years, and most of him has flint stones in his hands."

It is difficult for other races to get flint, but the Yanjiao tribe, who have lived in the Red Flame Desert for generations, has some inventory in their hands. The high-level of the Yanjiao Clan, everyone should have a few pieces of flint in their hands as a collection.

"Then go to the Lieban tribe, the wife of rebirth is too much, the latest chapter." Mo Wen nodded.

The purpose of his trip was to get away from the fire drill, but it was also a treasure that was hard to find, and he didn't delay anything by getting some away from the flint along the way.

"My lord, the chief of the Nalieban tribe was a monk of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Shen a thousand years ago, and he has been practicing for a long time, and he is quite good at supernatural powers, and in a place like the Chiyan Desert, he occupies the right time, place, people, and some strong people who are at the limit of the Yuan Shen, I am afraid they can't help him."

Sa Anqi looked at Mo Wen cautiously, he told the strength of the chief of the Lieban tribe, but he hoped that Mo Wen would retreat in the face of difficulties. Even if he retreats without knowing the difficulty, he can make a comparison to some extent, so that Mo Wen has a depth in his heart, so that he will not run stupidly to die.

Although he didn't know how strong this human race was, he also knew that most of the trialists who came from the human race had not broken through to the Yuan Shen Realm. And those who break through to the Yuan Shen Realm will not be able to enter at all. Even if he broke through to the Yuan Shen Realm during the trial, it was only the early stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, and compared to the powerhouses in the ancient land, it was too far away.

Generally speaking, most of the human races who came to test the ancient land were human beings with their tails between their legs, and few people dared to do anything wrong in the ancient land. For hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many Terran trialists have died in the ancient land. Although he knew that this human race was outrageously powerful, he would not dare to ignore the hundred clans of the ancient land.

"Lead the way." Mo asked lightly.

Sa Anqi took a deep breath when he heard this, since this human race insisted, then there was nothing he could do. And if he dares to do this, he may really have the ability to do so.

The Lieban tribe was nearby, and the two of them flew for half a day before they came to the territory where the Lieban tribe was active and frequent. In the vast desert, more and more alien creatures began to appear, most of them were people of the Flame Horn Clan, but there were also creatures of other races.

There are quite a few other races who come to the Chiyan Desert to look for some cultivation materials or something because of their cultivation, or simply come to experience training or visit friends.

In the Chiyan Desert, there are abundant fire-based treasures and medicinal materials, which is a natural treasure house, but unfortunately Mo Wen has no time to hunt for treasures in the vast desert.

"My lord, there is a trading market in the main city of the Lieban tribe, whether you go or not, you may be able to find what you are looking for."

Two figures, one behind the other, appeared above an ancient city. The city below is quite ancient, and the walls are full of traces of wind and sand erosion and the wear of time.

"Lieban City, this city has a history of more than 100,000 years, withstood ninety-seven large-scale sandstorms, and can be said to be one of the historical landmark buildings of the Yanjiao Clan."

Sa'anqi looked at the ancient city below and gently introduced that this city has stood in the vast desert and has existed for more than 100,000 years, which is indeed not easy. With a permanent population of more than 3 million, the city of Leban can be described as a large stronghold in the desert.

"Where is the chief of the Leban tribe?" Mo asked. At this time, he was wearing a cloak and a hat, and the whole person was hidden in the shadows. This is the world of a foreign race, and if someone else appears as a trialist of another race, I am afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"Well, it should be in the middle of the city." Sa Anqi is embarrassed, is this human race going to go directly to Chief Lieban to grab things?

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