Xiang Yang was very anxious in his heart, and he quickly walked forward in the desert desert with his desert robe, and soon felt that something was wrong, and suddenly a bone-like hand wrapped in bandages stretched out from under the desert, but fortunately, Xiang Yang reacted quickly and hurriedly rolled backwards to not be caught by this hand.

Then the sand where the hand was located gradually began to loosen, and soon a person with a dried corpse full of bandages appeared in front of Xiang Yang's eyes, only to see that its eyes were glowing with green light, and its body exuded a disgusting smell, Xiang Yang's eyes sank when he saw this, and he could see that the strength of this dried corpse was probably more than the Heavenly Realm, and this battle was probably not so simple.

At this time, Xiang Yang no longer hesitated, and hurriedly pulled out the Cold Spirit Sword, the battle in this Death Desert must be quickly resolved, Xiang Yang didn't want to leave more moves, the Cold Spirit Sword was in his hand, and he directly slashed towards the dry corpse with a sword, and the bandage in the hand of the dry corpse followed, and with a bang, Xiang Yang's Cold Spirit Sword and the bandage of the dry corpse collided together, and what surprised Xiang Yang was that the originally extremely powerful Cold Spirit Sword actually dimmed its light when it encountered this dry corpse in the Death Desert.

"Damn ......" Xiang Yang saw this and shook the dry corpse with a sword, and then opened the distance, looked at this dry corpse with a vigilant face, and secretly thought about how to fight, this dry corpse was obviously a little weird, his cold spirit sword was useless on it, but it was far less powerful than usual, what the hell was going on.

"Huh-" The dry corpse didn't wait for Xiang Yang to think more, and rushed over directly, but he didn't expect this dry corpse to look bloated, but the speed of action was so fast, Xiang Yang could only use the cold spirit sword to forcibly take over the attack of the dry corpse, but when Xiang Yang's cold spirit sword collided with the heavy punch of the dry corpse, Xiang Yang only felt an unstoppable momentum coming towards him, and then his body was unstable, and the qi and blood in his body were knocked away after a surge.

With a pop, Xiang Yang barely stood firm, he kept covering his body, he didn't expect this dry corpse to be so difficult, fast, powerful, and even more terrifying was the corrosive aura on his body, Xiang Yang checked the aura in his body, obviously some of them were also affected by this corrosive aura.

The dry corpse did not give Xiang Yang a chance to breathe, step by step in front of Xiang Yang, slammed a hammer, Xiang Yang forcibly blocked with a sword, after the fist and sword collided, Xiang Yang Hu's mouth was numb, and then the sword in his hand could not stand and took off, and Xiang Yang's chest was firmly hit by the punch of the dry corpse, Xiang Yang screamed, and then he was blasted away by the dry corpse, and fell heavily to the ground, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at his chest, there were some green scars, obviously he had been eroded by this corrosive gas。

Xiang Yang no longer hesitated, forcibly got up and ran the Thunder Shadow Step, and rushed towards the dry corpse, since the Cold Spirit Sword was useless, then try this move.

"Thunder Palm!" With an incomparably powerful momentum, Xiang Yang slapped at the dry corpse, and this palm triggered thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and even the dry corpse trembled slightly.

"Boom!" With the thunder palm under the blessing of the thunder shadow step, Xiang Yang slammed his palm on the chest of the dry corpse with lightning speed, accompanied by the thunder and lightning bombardment, and suddenly stirred up the dust and sand in the sky.

Xiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, he finally solved it, he didn't expect this dried corpse to be so difficult, and he didn't know how many such dried corpses there were in the depths of this death desert.

Just as Xiang Yang wanted to retract his palm, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, no, won't it......" Xiang Yang looked ahead with a slightly frightened look, the dust and sand gradually faded, and the dried corpse in front of him was not scorched as expected, but only slightly broken in a few bandages, and the rotten flesh exposed in the bandages looked very disgusting.

The green light in the eyes of the dry corpse shone brighter, and its hand directly grabbed Xiang Yang's thunderous palm, and then stretched out its bone-like hand and poked Xiang Yang's heart directly with a claw, Xiang Yang was shocked when he saw this, if his heart was pierced by this scratch, he would really finish playing, damn, too careless.

Xiang Yang struggled to break free, but because his hand was restrained by the dry corpse, he couldn't escape at all, although he dodged with all his strength, but he was still pierced through the abdomen by the claws of the dry corpse, and then Xiang Yang's face was distorted, looking extremely painful, and the dry corpse took advantage of this to throw Xiang Yang violently into the distance, and Xiang Yang was thrown to the ground fiercely, although it was sand, but Xiang Yang was still dizzy.

At this time, Xiang Yang felt a burst of heat in his abdomen, and the body pierced by the dry corpse had been eroded by the corrosive qi, and he seemed to have no way to deal with this dry corpse at all, even if he made a move of the thunder palm, there was no way to take the dry corpse, and his current physical condition no longer supported him to escape, but he didn't expect that he was too careless and caused such a disaster.

"Not good!" Xiang Yang's eyes widened suddenly, he felt that the corrosive qi in his abdomen had begun to invade his heart and lungs, if this was the case, even if he didn't have to dry the corpse, he would die under the corrosive qi, what could he use to resist this corrosive qi.

Xiang Yang suddenly thought of three words in his desperate situation - Holy Spirit Technique, this spell that he had not fought for a long time, and at this time, the dry corpse was not ready to let him go, the dry corpse was ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and directly ended Xiang Yang's life to avoid future troubles, if he killed Xiang Yang, he should still be able to absorb enough essence from him, and the dry corpse felt that the essence in Xiang Yang's body was stronger than that of ordinary Shenhai Realm martial artists, and the green and faint eyes seemed to show a little greedy look.

"Heaven and earth have a way, Holy Spirit Technique!" Xiang Yang roared violently, sealed as fast as he could, and then pressed his abdomen violently, he couldn't care about the attack of the dry corpse, at least he definitely couldn't let the corrosive qi invade his heart.

What was surprising was that when this holy and intense light flickered, there seemed to be a frightened look in the green glow of the dry corpse, and the figure that was originally attacking Xiang Yang also stagnated, and even had some difficulty moving, and after Xiang Yang pressed the Holy Spirit Technique on his abdomen, the corrosive qi in his body was quickly swept away.

"This?" Xiang Yang also realized this, why did this dry corpse suddenly stop attacking, and it looked like he was afraid of this white light, could it be that the weakness of this dry corpse was......

Xiang Yang had already guessed that this Holy Spirit Technique might be the nemesis of this dried corpse, so ...... Xiang Yang bent the corners of his mouth, and then ignored the injury in his abdomen, and forcibly walked towards the dry corpse.

"Heaven and earth have a way, Holy Spirit Magic!Give me death!ah-" Xiang Yang's hand shone with a thousand rays of light, and pressed directly towards the abdomen of the dried corpse, "Huh-" The green and faint gaze of the dry corpse was dilated for a while, and it roared deeply, and then its body twisted.

"Boom-" Soon, the body of this dried corpse exploded directly, and the dried corpse, which could not even be injured by the Cold Spirit Sword, was actually poured into powder by the Holy Spirit Technique used to save his life.

"Huhu-" Xiang Yang calmed down a little when he saw that the dried corpse had completely exploded, this dried corpse is really powerful, if it wasn't for his own learning of the Holy Spirit Technique, I'm afraid it would be impossible to kill this dry corpse, they all said that the Death Desert is extremely dangerous, I didn't think much at first, until I met this dry corpse today, Xiang Yang didn't understand what the Death Desert is, and there were no these terrible monsters on the route of the day's march.

Then Xiang Yang sat cross-legged on the ground again and meditated and cultivated, driving the Holy Spirit Technique against his abdomen, it was not so easy to recover from being pierced by the claw of the dry corpse, Xiang Yang only used the Holy Spirit Technique to completely remove the corrosive qi, and then took out the robe of the disciple of the previous Ten Thousand Swords Villa and tore it and wrapped it in the wound, which was a simple bandage, so that it would not be affected by this kind of pain.

Now is not the time to meditate and heal in place, staying in the same place in the Desert of Death for a moment is more dangerous, for example, since there is a dry corpse here, it is difficult to guarantee that there will not be a second or a third, so Xiang Yang chose to move on, although there is likely to be greater danger ahead, but it is much better than being in the same place.

This time, Xiang Yang cautiously opened the Limit Eye, carefully dodging the nearby monsters all the way, and sure enough, although in this cautious march, the speed slowed down a lot, but it was true that he never encountered a relatively big danger again.

Soon after, in the distance, there is a tall stone tower in front of Xiang Yang's eyes, the stone tower is surrounded by yellow sand desert, and the stone tower forms a scene that does not match, needless to say, this stone tower is Xiang Yang's destination - Babel Tower.

Xiang Yang came to the Tower of Babel, and found that the door of the tower was closed, and the entire interior of the tower exuded a strange and strange atmosphere, this breath was not a good sign, Xiang Yang also faintly felt that this Tower of Babel might be a little evil, but now is not the time to retreat, so Xiang Yang gently put his hand on the door of the Tower of Babel.

When Xiang Yang's hand just pressed on the top of the Tower of Babel, a dazzling light appeared, and then the door opened suddenly, and Xiang Yang felt a huge attraction and sucked himself into the door.

"This, what's going on!!" Xiang Yang desperately tried to stabilize his body but it was completely useless, one stood unsteadily, he was sucked into the gate by a magical force, with a bang, the entire gate was completely closed, and the surrounding area had returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Yang stumbled after being sucked into the tower, then fell to the ground, slowly stood up, looked around, quite confused, he originally thought that the Tower of Babel was a secret place where no one was silent, but he didn't expect that this place was far bigger than it looked outside, there was a surge of people here, and there was even a feeling of being in the middle of the city.

"This, where is this, is this, is this the inside of the Tongtian Spirit Pagoda?" Xiang Yang couldn't help but rub his eyes.