Hu Yang didn't sleep all the way, and he didn't even eat anything. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he always felt that he was stuck with something in his heart, and he was very uncomfortable. Only this constant flight, and the wind hanging in his ears, made Hu Yang still feel a little conscious.

And the scenery in front of him has also become monotonous, all bare hills and ravines, and not even a single water source or living creature has been discovered by Hu Yang.

It was as if it were the entrance to hell, and there was no life, and the whole earth was as silent as death.

And Hu Yang seems to have become a machine in this environment, and he only knows how to fly with his head down. Even since Hu Yang asked the location of the main god, Hu Yang has never said a word, and even his body has not changed his movements, he just keeps flying all the time, and he is one with this heaven and earth.

During this period, Hu Yang also felt the approach of several monks, but they only glanced at Hu Yang from a distance and flew away, and did not have any intersection with Hu Yang.

They all tacitly kept a safe distance and flew their own way.

Even sometimes Hu Yang didn't change his direction in order to hurry, and a monk took the initiative to stop and wait for Hu Yang to fly past before leaving.

Hu Yang didn't care about them, he flew by himself, just wanted to complete the task of Duan Tian's head as soon as possible.

Since this Heavenly Master asked Hu Yang to bring his jade pendant here, it must be his mission this time is very important, and it may be of great help to the incident in Tianfang Pavilion. Since it was something beneficial to Tianfang Pavilion, Hu Yang would naturally do his best to complete it.

Not for anything else, just the trust of the outer disciples and elders of the Tianfang Pavilion in Hu Yang made Hu Yang feel that he had a responsibility to complete this matter.

Although even if Hu Yang doesn't rely on Tianfang Pavilion, he can live very well, and even develop faster. But Hu Yang is a living person of flesh and blood, and he can't calculate everything coldly like the main god, no matter whether it is valuable for the main god to help Tianfang Pavilion, Hu Yang will do it. He felt that Tianfang Pavilion was like his home in the Xuanyue Continent, if a person couldn't even protect his own home, then what else could he do?

Moreover, Hu Yang's ideal is to be the strongest meat shield, and one of the principles of the meat shield is to protect the person or thing he wants to protect.

Since he chose this path, Hu Yang has never regretted it.

Although he now complains a little about the boring and boring journey, Hu Yang has never regretted it.

Along the way, Hu Yang felt that he was numb, and even the posture of walking in the sky was a conditioned reflex formed by Hu Yang's body in the past month, thinking that Hu Yang had boasted that he would be able to return to the sect in a month, it was really ridiculous to think about it.

Calculating the time, it has been almost twenty days since Hu Yang left the Tianfang Pavilion, but it is still so far away from the Sorrowful Desert.

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Reach the territory of the Sorrowful Desert, and this navigation ends.

The voice of the main god sounded in Hu Yang's mind, and Hu Yang's eyes, which had never blinked, suddenly released a trace of essence.

He looked towards the ground beneath him, and sure enough, there was a desert everywhere he looked, and there was nothing but dust in the sky.

Is this the Sorrowful Desert? Hu Yang thought with emotion, he knew that the area of this Sorrowful Desert was about the same as that of the entire Tiannan Kingdom, and at least there was a radius of 10,000 li.

And it doesn't seem to be a simple matter for Hu Yang to find the mourning corridor in such a vast desert.

What gave Hu Yang the most headache was that this mournful desert was the same, no matter where it flew, it was still full of sand, and there was no difference at all. Now Hu Yang wanted to meet a monk so that he could ask for directions from him.

But since Hu Yang was almost close to the Sorrowful Desert, he had never seen a single monk, and he had not come in or flown out of the Sorrowful Desert. It was as if Hu Yang was the only one left in the world, and the entire Sorrowful Desert devoured Hu Yang's spirit and physical strength like a huge monster, making him torture from the inside out.

And now even the main god can't distinguish the route for Hu Yang, and the main god's memory bank only has the map of Tiannan Kingdom. This is also the reason why the main god brought Hu Yang directly to Tiannan for the first time, as for this mournful desert, it is uninhabited, even the monks in the Xuanyue Continent are very mentioned, and the scenery of this mournful desert is the same, these yellow sand are constantly carried by the strong wind to move everywhere, and there will be a lot of changes every day.

There is really no need to make a map, as long as it is in this sorrowful desert, it feels like everything is the same, and it feels like every place is different.

Hu Yang flew in this mournful desert for several days in a row, and finally he couldn't stand the torturous flight.

He stopped in the air and looked around, this mournful desert was endless, it was full of yellow sand, and even the direction was not clear, and it was only in it that Hu Yang felt his insignificance. He even felt that he was like a grain of sand in the yellow sand, and even sometimes Hu Yang would hallucinate, fantasizing about whether he was the one who had been living here all along, and what he was doing now?

Hu Yang's feeling became stronger the longer he entered the Sorrowful Desert. Hu Yang also asked the main god to use his divine sense to clean it up, but found that this was not a formation or illusion, but a feeling that was really generated from the bottom of Hu Yang's heart.

The Lord God is powerless against this thing.

In desperation, there was a scene where Hu Yang stopped.

After Hu Yang stopped, he flew straight towards the sand dunes under his feet.

This time, Hu Yang finally felt what kind of happiness it was to be down-to-earth, although all he was doing was soft yellow sand under his feet.

Hu Yang moved his limbs, and when flying in the sky, Hu Yang always maintained an upright posture and never exercised. Now Hu Yang can finally let the body of his arm rest, yes, take a rest. He has maintained a posture for so long, and the damage to his body is still very great. Even if his physical body was already as strong as this, Hu Yang felt a little unbearable.

So Hu Yang changed his way of hurrying, and after resting on the sand dunes for more than an hour, he stood up.

Hu Yang took a deep breath of the gravelly air in the mournful desert and half-squatted down.

Hu Yang stared ahead, and suddenly moved under his feet, flying out like a disemboweled cannonball, and the speed was actually comparable to when Hu Yang was flying in the air. (To be continued.) )