"Hey, Old Man Donald, how can you devour that squire's power?"

With the help of the spar, he adjusted his internal strength, and when his body returned to its peak state again, Xiao Mo slowly opened his mouth to ask.

"Alas, it's a long story at this time, but there are a lot of memories in my sea of knowledge, and these memories seem to belong to me!"

Tang Daofeng let out a long sigh, and seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

It doesn't seem to be a long-term story, but in a moment, Xiao Mo fully understood, but the result of the matter was extremely shocking.

Since entering this ancient desolate tomb, some strange things have appeared in Tang Daofeng's memory, it seems that many of the things in this ancient desolate tomb are familiar to him, and even originally belonged to him.

It's just that Tang Daofeng was just a powerhouse at the peak of the Imperial Spirit before his death, how could he get involved in these desolate tombs that far exceeded the existence of the Imperial King Realm?

However, it's hard to believe.

Whether it was the golden severed finger or the aura on the attendant's body, it gave Tang Daofeng a strong sense of familiarity, as if all this belonged to him originally.

And the attendant fused the golden fingers, and the breath in his body even urged the power in most of the golden fingers. Just when the attendant used the power of the golden finger to attack, the familiar power actually resonated in Tang Daofeng's sea of knowledge!

Tang Daofeng's sea of consciousness suddenly generated infinite desires, and it seemed that he was in urgent need of those powers, even with Tang Daofeng's current spiritual sense, he couldn't suppress this desire at all.

In desperation, Tang Daofeng had no choice but to use Xiao Mo's body to devour those powers.

It's just that probably because he lost his body, those powers actually poured into Xiao Mo's body, which made Tang Daofeng cry and laugh a little.

With Xiao Mo's state at this time, he couldn't withstand such a strong force at all. Tang Daofeng had no choice but to temporarily seal this power according to the techniques in his memory.

The attendant probably wouldn't have thought until he died that everything he did was just making a wedding dress for Xiao Mo.

"Is this desolate tomb yours?"

After listening to Tang Daofeng's explanation, such a thought suddenly popped up in Xiao Mo's heart. According to the description of the Queen Bee, the golden fingers were all left by the so-called desolate tomb owner, but Tang Daofeng felt a sense of familiarity from the golden fingers.

Isn't that buried here? It's Tang Daofeng!

"This ...... I can't say it anymore, my memory is not very complete!"

It seems that because of the increasing memory, Tang Daofeng has become a lot more silent, always immersed in his memory, not knowing what he is thinking. Xiao Mo didn't want to ask more, these things could only be thought of by Tang Daofeng himself, and he couldn't help at all.

Looking at the crimson spar in his palm, the corners of Xiao Mo's mouth curled up with a hint of ecstasy.

A few days later. A powerful aura swept out from the towering black tower to the surroundings, and a terrifying aura filled the entire endless desert, and even the hurricanes rolling up in the desert seemed to be frightened by this aura in an instant.

Xiao Mo, dressed in a black robe, jumped out of the black tower and landed steadily in the endless desert, his deep and calm eyes flashing with a thick color of ecstasy.

The brilliant inner strength light gathered and formed like lightning in the palm of his hand, and as soon as his mind moved, it turned into a pitch-black and deep Heavenly Lotus Demon Fire.

The Heavenly Lotus Demon Fire, which was slowly burning in the palm of his hand, seemed to be burning very slowly. But it invisibly gives people a deep and stable quaint atmosphere, and the surrounding temperature has also increased a lot in an instant. Faintly, a simple and atmospheric aura gushed out from the lotus demon fire that day.

Xiao Mo put away the Heavenly Lotus Demon Fire with satisfaction, and the essence in his eyes was also a little bit gone, and he quickly regained his calm.

In just a few days, with the help of the power of the crimson spar, he cultivated, and at this time, the power of the Heavenly Lotus Demon Fire was already approaching Xiao Cheng. Xiao Mo's own strength has also increased a lot, and even if he encounters a high-level royal king at this time, it is enough to protect himself.

It's just that what made Xiao Mo helpless in his heart was that the assassin didn't know what stimulation he was in, so he had to devour a crimson spar, and as a result, he fell into a coma. I'm afraid it's going to be a long time coming.

Now it's time to move on to the next level!

A smile curled into the corner of Xiao Mo's mouth, and when he got up, he turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared at the end of the endless desert.

"Huh!"

The sharp sound of breaking the void tore through the void, and a pitch-black figure followed.

Xiao Mo lowered his figure, his spiritual sense spread, and quickly looked at everything around him. After several days of hurrying, I finally came here, and if I was not wrong, this should be the end of the endless desert.

Unlike the Endless Desert, there is rubble everywhere, and even the temperature is far less hot than in the Endless Desert, and even the slightest cool breeze is refreshing.

However, what is worth noting is that there is a stone wall in front of him, which makes Xiao Mo feel a little strange.

The spiritual sense swept quickly, and did not find any dangerous aura, Xiao Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The look of surprise in my heart has not diminished at all, and even quantum computers can't see through the mystery of this stone wall.

"Old Man Tang, are you familiar with this place?"

"I'm not impressed, I'm afraid I need to go in to find out. Tang Daofeng opened his mouth slowly, and the whole person seemed to have experienced a hundred years of vicissitudes in an instant, and even between his tones, he was filled with an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Xiao Mo shook his head helplessly, and as soon as his mind moved, a dark devouring bee appeared in the palm of his hand. There were ripples in the sea of consciousness, and a wisp of spiritual sense directly submerged into the body of the Dark Devouring Bee.

"Go!"

The Dark Eater Bee fluttered its wings and swooped down towards the stone wall in front of it.

Xiao Mo closed his eyes slightly, feeling the wisp of spiritual sense. The Dark Devourer rushed towards the stone wall, as if there was no obstacle, and went straight through, only the stone wall seemed to have a few ripples.

A hint of surprise appeared on Xiao Mo's face, paying close attention to the movement of that wisp of spiritual sense.

The Dark Devourer had just entered the maelstrom, seemingly pausing for a moment, but quickly returning to normal. Flapping his wings, he continued to go deeper.

Feeling that wisp of spiritual sense, what appeared in front of Xiao Mo was boundless desolation and tragedy!

In the eye, there is an endless sword jungle, or a complete or mutilated long sword directly into it, the simple and desolate aura falls directly into Xiao Mo's perception through that wisp of spiritual sense, and the ground is still an earthy desert, but the temperature is not as high as the endless desert. (To be continued......)