Wan Chongluan looked at the direction in which Wan Tian was leaving, and fell into deep thought, so that Wan Qianqiu didn't find out when he came behind him.

"Sect Master, did you just let him go?" Wan Qianqiu said, "He is a genius, and after returning to the Wan Family, he will definitely be able to be a big help to us!"

Wan Chongluan looked at the night from afar, and said angrily: "There is a gap in the heart, and it is useless to say more!"

When Wan Qianqiu heard this, his face darkened, "It's all my fault, if I hadn't tried my best to stop it, maybe I would have been able to stay." ”

Wan Chongluan waved his hand and replied: "Elder Taishang, this is not your fault, you are also thinking about the sect, and tell the people below that you are ready to return to the Tianyuan Continent!." ”

"Okay!" As soon as he said about returning, Wan Qianqiu's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, "Yes, Sect Master, oh no, young master!"

Wan Chongluan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's better to go back to Wanjia and change your words, it's been five hundred years, and our branch is finally going to return to the Tianyuan Continent, and I don't know what happened to Wanjia." ”

"Needless to say, it must be prosperous!" Wan Qianqiu grinned, turned around and shouted at everyone to set sail.

The blue and dark warships melted into the night and had to be far away.

Ten thousand days running fast in the desert, not knowing the direction, let the footsteps take him.

I don't know how long I ran, until the cold moon tilted and the dawn of the east gradually appeared.

Wan Tian took two heavy breaths, and the spiritual power flowed along the meridians, and the cold air of the desert morning was swept away.

The Senluo Divine Tree on his chest shook gently, and the spiritual power of the silk wood penetrated through the tendons, nourishing the body of Wantian.

"What the hell are you?" asked Wan Tian as he touched his chest and whispered to himself.

Before that, he was still proud of having such a cultivation artifact, but now it seems that this artifact is a hidden danger.

If Wan Chongluan didn't lie to himself, then this Yuan Ding should be the statement of the Tian Yuan Continent.

Before figuring out all this, Wan Tian didn't want to go to the Tian Yuan Continent rashly, maybe he might be arrested by someone at any time and used as Yuan Ding.

Even if he wanted to go, he wouldn't be able to go with Wan Chongluan and them, after all, the fewer people who knew their secrets, the better.

It's just that after leaving the Wanshan Sect, the vast desert, the land of all directions, Wantian is like a little ant that has fallen behind, and it is difficult to get out of it, let alone retrieve his memory.

"We can only wait until dawn. Wan Tian secretly said, then sat down cross-legged facing the east and began to cultivate.

In the desert, the water evaporates and the vegetation is very small, and cultivating the spiritual power of the wood attribute in such an environment is undoubtedly half the effort, or it is a waste of effort.

But the ten thousand heavens with the Senluo Divine Tree are different, even in such a barren environment, they can still absorb the wood spiritual power, although it is less, it is better than nothing.

However, as his cultivation deepened, Wan Tian showed a strange look.

It was not only the wood spiritual power that was absorbed into the body by the Senluo Divine Tree, but also the rich golden spiritual power, which had to make Wan Tian feel strange.

The Senluo Divine Tree can enhance people's sensitivity to feel the spiritual power of wood, but they have never heard of drinking enough to absorb the spiritual power of other attributes.

But how can we explain all this now?

If Wan Chongluan was here, he might be able to answer a question or two for Wan Tian, but now that he is alone, he can only take these things into his heart.

It seems that this thing is not as simple as imagined!Wan Tian said secretly.

The metallic spiritual power mixed with the wood spiritual power flowed through the meridians in the body, and when it came to the thirty-seventh spiritual pass, the originally thick and indestructible spiritual pass was as fragile as tissue paper.

With a snort, the thirty-seventh spiritual gate collapsed under the washing of the two spiritual powers of Jin Mu.

The spiritual power accumulated in the thirty-six spiritual passes is like a river flowing into the sea, pouring into the thirty-seventh spiritual pass, under this majestic and sharp torrent of spiritual power, and then the thirty-eighth and thirty-ninth ...... They were broken through one by one, and finally stopped in front of the forty-fifth spiritual pass.

And in the broken spiritual pass, the golden and blue spiritual power is fused together, but it is distinct, like two colored silk threads entangled.

With the absorption of the golden spiritual power, the golden spiritual power in the previous thirty-six spiritual passes gradually liquefied, turning into golden raindrops and dripping, and soon filled a spiritual pass.

This......

Wan Tian was very surprised, and vaguely seemed to have discovered a new world, but he couldn't say why.

I just felt that there was a bit more sharp killing in the original vibrant spiritual power, and the two different spiritual powers were mixed together, which seemed to be contradictory, but it was not repulsive.

When Wan Tian opened his eyes, he found that the sun had risen three poles, and there was an extra big tree beside him.

The shade of the trees fell, leaving a shade in his wake, and it was no wonder that he didn't feel the heat anymore.

Wan Tian smiled bitterly and stroked his chest, where there was a strong and powerful beating sound, a little flattering meaning through the chest wall, and the palm of his hand, which made Wan Tian a little crying and laughing.

Last night he was highly suspicious of the Sen Luo Divine Tree, and today it actually used such a way to curry favor and justify its existence, just like a child, no matter how much he doubted it, he couldn't bear to blame it.

There is no malice in the Sen Luo God Tree, and those who have malice are only those who want to take advantage of it.

"Okay, I'm wrong, okay?" Wan Tian patted his chest and smiled.

The big tree next to it shook a few times, but it dissipated like a flower in a mirror, and in the next second, ten thousand days were exposed to the scorching sun.

"This little slippery head!" Wan Tian scolded secretly, and a spiritual power burst out from his hand, and with a bang, it cut a boulder not far away in half.

"Cultivation is stronger! It's just that it hasn't broken through to the late stage yet, and it seems that we have to hurry up. "Ten thousand days of darkness.

After this midnight of cultivation, Wan Tian not only broke through the Nine Dao Spiritual Barriers, but also fused with golden spiritual power, if others knew about it, they would definitely be shocked.

But for Wan Tian, such a breakthrough speed is still not enough, and if you want to get back your former memories, this strength can only be said to be a dish.

And the reason why Wan Tian was able to break through the Nine Spiritual Levels in a short period of time was obviously related to this golden spiritual power.

Among all the spiritual powers, the gold lord kills, the sharpness is incomparable, and in terms of breakthroughs, the golden spiritual power does have an extraordinary advantage, which is why the cultivators of the golden spiritual power are relatively strong.

Wan Tian, who had absorbed the golden spiritual power, relied on its edge to break through the Nine Spiritual Levels in one fell swoop, which could only be said to be an unexpected surprise.

"This is really a good place to cultivate gold spiritual power and fire spiritual power!"

Although Wan Tian didn't know much about cultivation, with the help of the Senluo Divine Tree, he could feel the rich golden spiritual power and fire spiritual power in it, but he couldn't absorb the fire spiritual power.

"It seems that the Proud Sword Sect is in the twilight desert. Wan Tian said to himself, "I shouldn't have met them so coincidentally." ”

Although he knew that the battle between Ao Lai Feng and Wan Chongluan was acting, Wan Tian still didn't want to meet them.

This largely comes from the strong strength of the other party!

In the face of Long Xuanyu, he may still be able to fight, but in the face of Aolai Peak, he is not an opponent in ten.

The difference in the realm is too far, and Ao Lai Feng is not an ordinary person, even in the face of a god realm master, he can retreat with his whole body, such a character can be resisted by ten thousand heavens at this time.

However, Wan Tian is not too worried about being able to run into them, the purpose of Ao Lai Feng and Wan Chong Luan is the Void Warship, and they will definitely leave the Quartet as soon as they get the warship.

Just thinking about it, suddenly there was a tingling sensation on the surface of his feet, and Wan Tian looked down and saw a gray-brown ant the size of a little finger lying there with his head down and gnawing wildly, and a trace of blood flowed out.

Syllable!

Wan Tian stepped on it fiercely, and the ant suddenly turned into a small ball of plasma.

"What kind of ant is this, so big?" Wan Tian was a little stunned, the hot pain still remained on the surface of his feet, and there was a faint sour smell floating in the air.

Hey, there's another one here, and you still want to come and bite me?

Wan Tian raised his foot and continued to step on it, but this time the ant learned to be obedient and got into the sand dune, so that Wan Tian's foot returned in vain.

"It's really strange that the ants here don't have anything to eat in the desert, and they can grow so big, it's really the biggest in the world, and it's all strange. ”

At this time, there were bursts of fluctuations from the Senluo Divine Tree in the chest, and it was strange for ten thousand days, looking up and looking around, this look, and suddenly the scalp exploded.

I saw that the dense ants on the sand dunes were rushing towards like crazy, like a moving gray-brown carpet, and even the rocks were gnawed away everywhere they passed.

It's terrifying, isn't it?

If you don't look back for 10,000 days, you just run, and in the face of such rampaging ants, walking is the best policy. Otherwise, once you are entangled, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will inevitably be eaten.

What the hell is this place, and how can there be such terrifying ants?

Wan Tian couldn't help but scold, he is the Enlightened Spirit Realm, and he can't turn his spirit into wings to fly, otherwise it will be easy to get rid of these ants.

However, no matter which direction Wantian runs, he can't avoid these ants, and there seem to be the shadows of these ants in all directions.

At this moment, Wantian was like breaking into an ant nest, being attacked by a swarm.

Whoosh......

Wan Tian threw several spiritual power swords in a row, directly killing an ant, but before he could break out of the encirclement, the gap was instantly filled by ants, and Wan Tian retreated again and again.

Wan Tian's eyes were dark, looking at the ants rushing wildly, and his spiritual power surged rapidly.

I can only give it a go!

At this moment, Wan Tian is a little nostalgic for the blade of the blue sea, if he has such a spiritual weapon in his hand, he doesn't dare to say that he will kill all these ants, but at least he can escape.

Ooh!

Wantian stretched out the single image of Senluo, and a proud tree rose from the ground, like a green umbrella covering Wantian's figure.

The blue mang is scattered, turning into a blue curtain to block the attack of the ants.

The ants swarmed up, opening their sharp teeth and frantically biting at the barrier, as if they had a grudge against them.

The sound of gnawing came from the scene, which made people's scalp tingle.

Just as Wan Tian was thinking about a good strategy, a sneer came, "The desert stone ants are delusional to use spiritual power to block it, isn't this afraid of running out of spiritual power?"

Startled, following the prestige, I saw a half-hundred-year-old man wearing the costume of the Proud Sword Sect standing on the sand dune looking at him.

Strangely, these desert stone ants actually avoided each other and did not harm them in the slightest.