Zhang Debiao, Dala and others walked all the way, only to see that the grassland was constantly killing, and various tribes attacked each other, which was more serious than the barbarians in southern Xinjiang who fell into the forest.

The various tribes of the barbarians in southern Xinjiang went to war only to rob the women and children of the rival tribes, and it was impossible to start a large-scale war.

And on the steppe is a war of faith, the steppe people do not have a unified faith, each tribe regards the other tribes as infidels, the object of extermination, once the war starts, the warriors under the leadership of the temples of each tribe, often the result of endless death.

"There are too many beliefs in the grassland, too many countries, and the war will continue like this. Zhang Debiao said in his heart: "Unless a strong government is established above the various temples, the grassland can be unified and the chaotic situation can be ended." At that time, the grassland will form a powerful empire, enough to threaten the Northern Zhou and Southern Ming. ”

Thinking of this, Zhang Debiao shook his head and said in his heart: "I'm not a grassland barbarian, so I don't need to care too much about their affairs." ”

Two days later, they finally came to the Divine Fall Desert, and when they looked around, they saw a vast desert in front of them, and the sand was red and red, as if it was infected with blood.

The four of them walked into the desert, Zhang Debiao only felt that the fighting spirit in his body sank slightly, and the running speed of the fighting qi suddenly became stagnant, and the operation seemed extremely difficult, and he couldn't help but be taken aback: "This god has been dead for an unknown number of years, and the bones have been picked up, but I didn't expect that there is such a great power, and it actually slows down the speed of my fighting spirit!"

Ever since he heard the Magister of Garmen say that he is constantly refining the benefits of magic and spiritual power, Zhang Debiao has been constantly running the fighting energy in his body, and as soon as he entered the Godfall Desert, he discovered the strangeness of this desert.

Immediately, just listening to a few pops, the five fireballs of the Gamen Magister were extinguished one after another, and it turned out that the aftermath of the death of this god could not only suppress the fighting spirit, but even have a restraining effect on the magic power of the magician.

Dala smiled: "The Godfall Desert has the residual power of the gods, magic and fighting spirit will be restrained here, and it is difficult for people who step into the Godfall Desert for the first time to mobilize their fighting energy and magic. When I first came in, it took me half a day to get used to it, and the power of the fighting spirit was directly weakened by two levels!"

Zhang Debiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mental power urged the brute fighting spirit to run in the fighting qi channel, and the astringency and stagnation were suddenly swept away. His spiritual power has reached the level of a tenth-level magician, and when he uses his spiritual power to urge his fighting energy, his speed will become faster again.

After a while, small fireballs appeared one after another around Garmenridge, continuing to slowly revolve around the Magister. Garmenridge's magic control is no less than that of a fifth-level magister, and he quickly adapts to the divine power suppression of the Godfall Desert.

As for Agamburchi, he is an archer, and even if his fighting spirit is slightly limited, it will not have much effect on his attack power.

The four of them walked into the Divine Fall Desert, and the sense of depression brought by Shenwei became more and more intense, but Zhang Debiao soon found that under this pressure, although the growth rate of the fighting spirit was not as fast as before, but after the tempering of Shenwei, it became more refined, as if it had been refined by Shenwei.

The fighting energy in his body became more and more refined, and even made him faintly feel that if the pressure of Shenwei was stronger, he would become a barbarian warrior at any time and become a real brute fighter!

Zhang Debiao glanced at Dala and said in his heart: "He has such a strong ability at a young age, I'm afraid it's also because he has been to the Divine Fall Desert a few times." ”

Garmen and Forrest Gump also apparently found out the benefits of Kamui, and their faces couldn't help but show joy.

The four of them walked in the desert for a long time, and the sun above their heads gradually became scorching, and the sun was dazzling. The Magister of Gamen used his water magic to take a cold bath for himself, and then made some cold water for them, and said with a smile: "With me, where is the need to bring fresh water? Brother Dhara, throw away the sheepskin bag and lighten the burden on your little she-wolf." ”

Dala shook his head and said, "You can't throw away the fresh water in the sheepskin bag, if you die, won't we die of thirst in the desert?"

Magister Garmen was furious: "If you die, Lao Tzu will not die!"

At this moment, suddenly a piece of sand rose from the Magister's feet, and a jet-black whip was drawn straight at him!

Seeing that Gamen was about to be drawn, Zhang Debiao reached out and grabbed the whip, shook it vigorously, and a behemoth was shaken out of the sand, but it was a scorpion the size of a grinding plate, with golden light shining all over his body, and the two iron claws were still crackling and clamping back and forth, but the tail of the scorpion was caught in Zhang Debiao's hand, and he couldn't turn around!

Garmenridge was startled: "What is it?"

"It's a desert scorpion. Dala picked up the mace, knocked the scorpion to death, and said with a smile: "It's just a low-level magical beast that likes to hide in the sand and sneak attack its prey." Although this monster cannot use magic, it has a poison hidden in the hook of its tail, and if it is stung, it will cost half a life even if it does not die. If it's the Scorpion King, it's different, this king-level magical beast is bigger than a mammoth, its shell is incomparably hard, it likes to walk under the sand, and it is proficient in raid magic, which is difficult to guard......

Agamburchi pushed his eyes, pointed ahead, and said, "Are you talking about that kind of thing?"

Zhang Debiao hurriedly looked up, only to see a few hundred meters away, on the flat desert, there was a black pillar the thickness of a bucket, about three or four meters high, the top of the pillar was curved, but it was a big black hook like steel, shining in the sun!

Dala lowered his voice and said happily, "That pillar is the tail of the Scorpion King, and below it is its body. We were so lucky, as soon as we entered the desert, we encountered a king-level demonic beast. This Scorpion King is even bigger than an ordinary one, it should be a king-level demonic beast that has evolved once! Everyone be careful to approach the past, I said let's shoot together when we do it......"

Before the words fell, the archer had already shot an arrow excitedly, and at the same time, the Magister also smashed five consecutive fireballs!

Dala was shocked and angry: "What are you doing? Angering this scorpion king, we can't please ......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Debiao shouting violently, waving a big iron rod, and riding a giant dog and rushing over!

"These three bastards!"

Dala couldn't help but regret taking them out on an adventure, but at this moment, he saw an arrow shoot into the tail of the Scorpion King, and the fighting spirit contained in it suddenly exploded, instantly blowing the tail hook to pieces.

The five fireballs of the Magister of Garmen immediately fell into the sand, only to hear five violent explosions, countless dust and sand flying, and the giant scorpion was actually lifted out of the sand!

Before the Scorpion King could fall, Zhang Debiao had already jumped in the air, picked up the big iron rod weighing four or five hundred catties in his hand and smashed it down, and the huge force of ten thousand catties exploded, and the Scorpion King didn't even figure out what the situation was, so he died!

Dala was dumbfounded, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and it took a long time for a sentence to spit out a sentence from his mouth: "This group of Central Plains people is really barbaric......"

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The second will be later, tonight the pig is cooking at home, and it has been messed up for a long time

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