Thundered......

With the point of collision between the two people as the center, a huge gray storm appeared, carrying the sound of a violent wind whistle, spreading out. Where the storm passed, large meadows were torn into an arc of loess.

Ling Lao took dozens of steps back into the valley, let out a cold snort from his mouth, his shoulders shook, and a purple column of air appeared in front of him, which was two or three feet long, and crashed towards Xiao Ning.

"Good time"

Xiao Ning danced the nine-toothed nail rake, releasing a terrifying air mass, and the space seemed to ripple slightly in the collision, and small stones continued to fall from the cliffs on both sides of the valley, and some small, non-offensive demonic beasts fled in panic.

Boom! The air mass and the air column, after stalemate with each other for a while, disappeared into invisibility because of the lack of succession.

Seeing that the attack did not achieve the expected effect, Xiao Ning's pupils suddenly burst into light, and with his fighting skills, he swung the nine-toothed nail rake more than a dozen times, and twelve volumes of violent cyan wind swept out in front of him, and immediately roared out.

"Nine Winds Crack!"

With Ling Lao's loud shout, the space in front of him surged slightly, and more than a hundred huge dark blue wind blades of eight or nine zhang flashed out of thin air, and then colluded and intertwined with each other, spinning at high speed in a spiral and rushing out.

"Boom!"

Where the cyan wind sweep and the dark blue wind blade passed, the space trembled again and again, which was far beyond the scope of the fighting spirit, and sure enough, after the move, the sequelae were very large, and the two fell to the ground at the same time and fainted.

At noon, the two woke up one after another, and a fierce fight was staged again, at the beginning, Ling Lao confirmed that Chu Feng had no intention of intervening, let go of his hands and feet, and suppressed Xiao Ning with his high-level fighting skills.

Chu Feng, the black-bellied teacher, in order to prevent the cheap apprentice from being abused, suddenly sealed Ling Lao's cultivation to a five-star fighting master.

The gap is too big, Rao is Ling Lao has a lot of fighting skills, and he can't go against the sky, he was knocked down by Xiao Ning many times, if it wasn't for Xiao Xun'er's intercession, Ling Lao might have been seriously injured by Xiao Ning.

In the evening, Xiao Ning reluctantly said goodbye to Xiao Xun'er and stepped on a flying monster, Xiao Ning's words kept floating in his mind - I only have Brother Xiao Yan in my heart, you forget me.

During the seven days and seven nights of the flight, Xiao Ning forgot to sleep and eat in order to forget the pain, and worked hard to learn the method of flying clouds and fog taught by Chu Feng, and finally at the dawn of the eighth day, he was able to fly a little, although the speed was much slower than that of flying demonic beasts, but it was also a good start.

For more than a month, Xiao Ning stopped and stopped, constantly fighting with people, fighting with Warcraft, although his cultivation has not reached the level of a fighting king, his foundation is becoming more and more solid, and he is getting closer and closer to the destination of this trip, the Tagore Desert.

On the fifty-fifth day after leaving Utan City, Xiao Ning appeared on the edge of the vast mountain on a half-step Dou King-level golden eagle.

"Arrived"

Xiao Ning looked at the desert in the distance, the yellow expanse, and the endless desert, there was an irrepressible shock in his heart, it was the first time he had seen such a big desert. Well, to be precise, it should be the first time I have seen the desert.

It's like a person who has lived in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River since he was a child, and suddenly appears on the vast prairie one day, and the kind of shock from the heart is something that ordinary people can't experience.

"Human, it's time to get there, don't get out of here."

The huge golden eagle struggled to shake Xiao Ning down. Fortunately, Xiao Ning knew how to soar through the clouds and fog, and replaced him with other Douling powerhouses, falling from the sky, and being seriously injured if he didn't die.

The violent sound of the wind flew in his ears, Xiao Ning sat on the clouds, and flew down leisurely, approaching an earthy yellow and dirty ancient city on the edge of the desert, the corners of Xiao Ning's mouth were slightly upturned, and through the interrogation of the golden eagle on the road, the ancient city below should be the gateway to the Tagore Desert - Mocheng.

Flying for a while, getting closer and closer to the gate of Mocheng, a wave of heat came towards him, Xiao Ning squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the almost boundless golden area on both sides of Mocheng, and smiled slightly, but also breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps due to the proximity to the desert, the weather here is quite dry and hot, and the blazing sun swaying down from the sky, baking the earth under your feet to a constant smoky heat, and the heat slowly rises, making people's vision distorted and blurred.

Many of the passers-by in front of them had distorted bodies. Some desert beauties, who wore only a tight-fitting leather jacket that just covered their breasts and a little under them, with slender waists and slender and tight thighs, also lost their allure.

Approaching the city gate, Xiao Ning looked up, above the city gate of the earthy yellow city, two huge pale red fonts were carved on the city wall, and from a distance, there was a faint feeling of blood.

"The lord of the city has decreed that except for the alchemist and the people of the city, those who enter the city must pay gold."

At the gate of the city, more than a dozen soldiers in armor were shouting with spears in their hands. Due to the hot weather, their faces are black and red, and they look a bit like fast-baked crayfish.

Seeing Xiao Ning coming over, a sturdy soldier, who seemed to be the leader of the soldiers, wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed a gun at Xiao Ning, and scolded loudly: "Don't you know how to line up?" ”

The answer to the leader was a somewhat dirty palm. With just a slap, Xiao Ning fanned the leader who was also Dou Ling and flew out.

"It's hot, it's not a reason to talk dirty."

After beating the leader of the city gate, Xiao Ning said in a flat tone as if he was fine.

The leader got up, touched his cheek, got a hand of blood, and looked grim. Look at Xiao Ning like a dead man.

"Boy, don't want to get out of here alive today, kill him for me."

More than a dozen soldiers in armor and like wolves and tigers rushed up, but in just five breaths, they were all knocked down by Xiao Ning. Rolling in the sand, all in a mess.

The passers-by who lined up to enter the city to pay taxes let out one cheer after another, and the soldiers who collected taxes at the city gate were so annoying that someone finally came out to teach them a lesson.

"This is your soup fee"

Xiao Ning spilled a handful of gold leaves, and in front of the soldiers guarding the door, he entered the passage of the city wall unhurriedly.

"You wait for me"

The leader, lying on his side on the ground, shouted with a hideous face. He has been powerful and prosperous in Mocheng for so many years, not without encountering difficult roles, and in the end, he has not become honest after being ambushed by the city lord.

Suddenly, a golden nine-toothed nail raked out of the city hole and smashed on the leader's head at once, and suddenly the white brain popped out.

The incident happened suddenly, and the audience was silent.

Here, Xiao Ning slowly walked out of the somewhat dim passage of the city wall, his vision lit up slightly, and the urban buildings with unique desert characteristics appeared in his field of vision.