In the middle layer of the Burial God Desert, Nan Batian took out various utensils from his pocket from time to time and placed them on the ground, and then threw a small bottle at Guan Mingyu: "Brother Fu, paint this." ”

Guan Mingyu took it and saw that it was a small bottle as transparent as glass, containing a light blue liquid, and the function could not be seen.

He looked at Nan Batian, and Nan Batian laughed: "Brother Fu, don't look down on this thing." The Burial God Desert is different from the outside world, and although there are very few living beings inside, there are some things that need attention. ”

"This is used to avoid the iron fire ants, Brother Fu also knows that thing if he wants to come, once it attracts a large colony of iron fire ants, even the real people of the Yuan Shen will have to escape. However, this kind of Naozhou's specialty grass is the most annoying smell of iron fire ants, and it will not attract this kind of ghost thing when applied to the body. ”

Guan Mingyu thought about it, since he knew that the place where Jiang Nalan was located was the White Bone Wasteland, no matter whether he left the White Bone Wasteland or not, he had to enter the inner layer.

However, the inner layer can only be entered by the real person of the Yuan Shen, unless it is an extremely familiar force such as the Six Burial Gods, it is possible to drill the leak after being fully prepared, so even if he continues to disguise, Nan Batian can guess a rough idea.

At this time, he could also slightly sense that most of the marks he had left on those fine works had stopped, and except for two or three that had disappeared, the others had all entered the Burial God Desert.

"It seems that these are the spies of the six families of the Burial God, right? The other few are probably the top sect families such as the Snow Mountain Sect and the Heaven Refining Pavilion, which are meaningless to me. ”

"With this disciple of Shangyang Sect in front of me, he should be able to find the White Bone Wasteland. If Jiang Nalan can't be found in the White Bone Wasteland, then go directly to the high-level of the six families of the Burial God, they have been inherited for ten thousand years, and they definitely know the detailed information of the inner layer. ”

"There's not much time to delay. Now that they have entered the middle level, ordinary spies have already gone far away, and there is no need to hide their identities. ”

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to Nan Batian: "I have received the wishes of the great master, but there is no need for these, let's not delay, let's go directly to the White Bone Wasteland." ”

"Security issues, Fu will give you a guarantee. After coming out, Fu will definitely help you break through the realm of knowing your fate. ”

Nan Batian raised his head suddenly, and only after a while did he let go of his hand and put down the things, and said seriously: "Since the seniors ask for it, the juniors will not prepare." ”

In the words, Guan Mingyu has been put in the position of senior. Because those who have such confidence are definitely seniors. And all the previous actions were cover-up, and after making sure that no one was following, they were no longer covered.

"The juniors will lead the way, although the juniors of the White Bone Wasteland have never been there, they have seen countless times on the map, including several other dangerous places, and they will never disappoint the seniors. ”

After finishing speaking, he put the things away, and soon signaled, Guan Mingyu waved his arm, and a yuan force protected Nan Batian, and then walked towards the middle layer.

Since Guan Mingyu didn't want to delay any longer, he didn't make any other moves except to observe the terrain, Yuan Li resisted the impact of bloodthirsty intent, and at the same time took Nan Batian to the inner layer quickly.

The moment he stepped into the inner layer, Guan Mingyu's whole body was cold, feeling the devouring power that even he couldn't suppress, and he snorted lowly, protecting Nan Batian in it.

The devouring power and blood clouds in the inner layer of the desert have come to the time when he, the true person of the primordial god, should also concentrate on it, and his primordial god cultivation is still just entering the primordial god after all, and it is still a little weaker.

"I can't wait any longer, and when this matter is over, I will go back to the sect to cross the tribulation. It has been more than three years since the return in the blink of an eye, and it is estimated that the assimilation of the heavens that have broken the world will be over, and if you are not ready, there are no three disasters and nine tribulations in the fantasy world, and it is impossible to delay a world again in the realm of the first primordial god. ”

"Let's go, you lead the way, go straight to the Bone Wasteland. ”

Feeling the vast power that enveloped him, Nan Batian could only hope that this senior master would not kill people afterwards. If he is a master who knows his fate, he can still use Shangyangmen as the backstage, but this person in front of him may not care about Shangyangmen.

The Burial God Desert is 30,000 miles longitudinal and horizontal, 10,000 miles is a layer, and the inner layer is 10,000 miles in circumference, just about the same size as Jiangzhou.

Just a few hundred miles into the inner layer, a vast land of white bones appeared in Guan Mingyu's sight, the blood cloud and the sea of sand on the ground outlined a black line, and the yellow sand had turned into a black and yellow color.

On the sand sea, countless huge white bones are scattered on the ground, rugged and different, the small ones are hundreds of zhang, the large ones are as high as thousands of zhang, and thousands of white bones are scattered vertically and horizontally, constituting the entire white bone wasteland.

"Jiang Nalan, are you hiding here?"

Guan Mingyu was slightly excited in his heart, after the battle by the Wuding River, Zhu Xian, Dou Po, plus six years in the main world, nine years in the cave sky, it was already a full sixty years. And after sixty years of hatred, I can finally find him.

With his inexplicable further realm, even if he escapes this time, he can calculate his position again, and one day he will be able to find him.

He looked at Nan Batian in front of him: "The big boss, the White Bone Wasteland is nearly thousands of miles long, and only you can guide you, otherwise it is easy to fall into danger." ”

"This burial god desert is known as Sendai can be devoured, and Fu can't joke with his life. ”

"Let's go, as long as you don't enter the Jedi, Fu will keep you safe. ”

Nan Batian smiled bitterly, took the lead in using his magical powers, and flew forward against the ground: "Senior, rest assured, although it is dangerous in the White Bone Wasteland, according to the legend of the ancestor, there are only two places that can really pose a threat to the power of Sendai, one is the Valley of Trolls, and the other is the Ancient Tree Cave. ”

"This troll and the ancient tree are both the strongest of the rumored primeval gods, and they take a different path than we do now, but it is said that their power is comparable to that of the Taoists. Even though it has fallen for countless years, the mighty power can only be resisted by the power of Sendai. ”

"As long as you avoid these two places, there may be no place in the Bone Wasteland that can threaten your predecessors. ”

Guan Mingyu nodded: "Okay, you lead the way." If you can't find it, you might have to venture into these two places. ”

Jiang Nalan was holding the Heaven Sealing Sword, so he might not be able to survive in these two places.

"Huh, you want to go into these two places?"

Nan Batian looked stunned.

"Let's see, he's hiding here, maybe not in the two places you said. ”

"Well, well, senior, beware. ”

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and took Guan Mingyu into the White Bone Wasteland.

In the line of sight, a steaming and shrouded blood cloud suddenly flew out and shrouded towards Guan Mingyu. Looking closely, this blood cloud was a blood tiger with condensed qi, roaring and biting towards Guan Mingyu.

"Seniors, be careful, this is the evil god of the primordial god realm, and it is dedicated to the primordial god ......"

When the words fell, a sword light flashed, and under the countless mysterious patterns, this evil god of the Yuan God realm had no resistance under the Dao light, and was slashed to pieces by Guan Mingyu.

"Roar!"

To Guan Mingyu's surprise, this evil god that had been cut to pieces regathered again, and in the blink of an eye, it became a new blood tiger, but it was faintly dimmed.

"Heaven and earth are really magical. ”

The evil god was born from the qi of suicide, and the moment it was condensed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, he was swallowed by instinct and rushed towards Guan Mingyu.

"Tsk, the primary spiritual wisdom was born, and the evil gods in the primordial god realm are really different. ”

"Don't waste time, Jiang Nalan has the Heaven Sealing Sword, so he may not be able to sense that I'm coming, hurry up." ”

He stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword of the dragon and slashed it the blood tiger, and the evil god of the primordial god realm had already been shattered again before he even made a sound.

And this time, like a natural enemy in the vast vitality, it could not be closed even if the blood and qi were constantly changing, and it became weaker and weaker, and then dissipated in the air.

Nan Batian was stunned and looked at this slightly weird thick-backed silver-gray broadsword, and there was only one thought in his mind: the head of the Nine Heavens, the first person under Sendai!

This is the first day in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, and two immortal weapons were cut off in the battle of Tianzhu Mountain. In the Yanyun battlefield half a year ago, he slashed one hundred and nine swords with his own strength, seriously injuring a powerful person who had survived the destruction of the thunder tribulation.

After the First World War, even the rumored Immortal Monarch could only back down and send a Yuan Shen Zhenren who had survived the Nine Tribulations to him to be killed in person.

The knife in front of him was the magic knife.

"Off...... Guan senior......"

He was dumbfounded, he didn't know what it was called, and finally called his senior.

Guan Mingyu put away Long Bo's knife, suppressed all the breath to avoid Jiang Nalan from sensing it, and then smiled at Nan Batian: "It's okay, count it up, I'm younger than the big boss, call Brother Guan, I don't like these etiquettes very much." ”

"That's good, the younger generation is brave, so I will shout Brother Guan. ”

Nan Batian, who was originally going to call his predecessor all the time, trembled in his heart, and could only call Brother Guan.

"I knew it was Brother Guan, what else did I need for the Ice Jade Pill? Now this Shenzhou Haotu Guan Brother beckoned, I don't know how many young chivalrous women came to lead the way for Brother Guan. ”

Guan Mingyu is now the head of the Nine Heavens, it is rumored that he is a kind person, except for a few battles against the Demon Gate, he has never bullied the weak with supernatural powers, and there are not many young people in the righteous path who worship him.

The righteous heroine who wants to make a promise to each other is even more grasped, but unfortunately the status gap is too big, and it is impossible to even make contact. His world is nine heavens and ten earths, and now even the Yuan Shen Zhenren is almost unable to keep up with his grade.

And there is also a childhood sweetheart's junior sister who has been in the same column for nine days, although there has been no scandal, but how can an ordinary woman enter the eyes of this person?

After knowing his identity, Nan Batian no longer had any worries, with this identity, even if the Shangyangmen Town Sect Immortal Weapon might not be able to enter his eyes.

He laughed and said, "Let's go, Brother Guan, I'll take you to the Valley of Trolls, and then to the Ancient Tree Cave." If you can't find it, I'll take you to the Ancient Pond of the Fallen God, an oasis of death. If you can't do it again, go to the rumored Holy Demon Battlefield. ”

"Thanks to Brother Guan, since the fall of the ancestor of the Kai Sect in Shangyangmen, no one has ever entered the Holy Demon Battlefield, maybe I can become the second disciple to enter the Holy Demon Battlefield. ”

Then he saw Guan Mingyu nodding and striding forward.

In front of Guan Mingyu, a pair of ancient grinding bones with a whole body black fell into the deep valley, filling most of this deep valley.

This deep valley wall stood thousands of feet, and looking at the appearance, it turned out to be a terrorist attack, which struck the earth and sank.

This is the Valley of Trolls, the valley where an ancient troll has fallen rumored to have fallen.

Guan Mingyu's vision suddenly became clear, and Basuo's divine power was activated. In sight, a cyan figure struck with a sword, slashing everything on his side to pieces.