Regarding the hatred between the two, Zeng Hao naturally wouldn't interfere, so he shook his head helplessly, left the place, and continued to move forward.

He was already very satisfied after getting the storage ring and its contents, and he was here mainly to find a way to break through the bottleneck, so he didn't care too much about the treasure.

For Tongbao, Zeng Hao only held the idea that greed was not enough to swallow the elephant, and how much ability he had, he had to get what was within his ability.

Otherwise, if Tongbao is in front of his eyes and Zeng Hao doesn't take it, he is called an idiot, not not greedy.

A few days later, Zeng Hao came to a desert, and looking at the desert in front of him, Zeng Hao frowned.

He thought that this should be the edge of his time, because it was also a deserted place.

However, at this time, Zeng Hao felt a burst of strong wind power.

Wind is the spirit of his nature, that is, his spiritual root, so his sense of wind is much stronger than others.

For the pure wind power, Zeng Hao really wanted to get it, after all, it must be something that increased his strength, and it was more precious than ordinary materials.

Zeng Hao began to feel embarrassed, and his face became cloudy.

He could sense the existence of pure wind power in the sand waste, and he thought that it should be the existence of a certain wind system material or magic weapon.

It wasn't that he was afraid that after entering, he would leave Nanhuang Mountain, but he clearly remembered that in the sand wilderness, no matter who he was, no matter how he cultivated, his spiritual sense and true qi would be banned, and he would become a mortal.

And in the sand wilderness, he will lose his way at any time, and he will always be trapped in it, which is the reason why Zeng Hao is uncertain.

Wind materials are good, but their lives are more important, and if you are not careful, you will fall into it.

In addition, Zeng Hao didn't know what kind of danger existed in this sand wilderness, which was the reason why he couldn't make a decision for a while.

After a long time, Zeng Hao sighed, lifted his feet, and stepped into the sand wilderness.

Danger is always accompanied by chance, in the cultivation realm, if you want to retreat when you encounter danger, then why do you still cultivate immortals? Just be a mortal.

Thinking of this, Zeng Hao's eyes became firm, and he strode into the sand wilderness.

However, the next moment, Zeng Hao's expression became strange, unpredictable and uncertain.

Could it be that the records of the canon are wrong, or that he has something that allows him to use his spiritual sense in the sandy wasteland, and he can also use his true qi.

In his mind, the record of the canon should be correct, and even if the canon is deliberately misleading, there will still be people in the future who will try it.

Soon, Zeng Hao vetoed his idea, thinking that this should not be a sandy land at the border.

In the sand desert, everything seems so normal, and sometimes there are gusts of wind and sand.

Zeng Hao's side was slowly buried in the wind and sand, and he disappeared.

A few days later, Zeng Hao came to the center of the sand wilderness, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In front of me is a small village, this village is not big, the ** land is only a hundred thousand square meters, about hundreds of people live.

The small village is just a fence made of sand and gravel, and there are hundreds of bungalows in it, which are also made of sand and gravel.

Some people here are not surprised by Zeng Hao, these people are just some mortals, mortals, no matter how strong that person is, he is not the opponent of the spirit beast.

And Zeng Hao has encountered a lot of spirit beasts along the way, especially sand beasts, and he can meet one per kilometer.

Although the cultivation of those sand beasts is not high, they are generally around the fifth or sixth order, even if it is a foundation building period monk, I am afraid that he will not be able to eat if he is here for a long time.

Of course, only the sand beasts are enough, after Zeng Hao came to the sand barren land, he encountered a group of Beamon beasts, and one of them was a spirit beast as high as the eighth order.

Fortunately, Zeng Hao has the Haotian Sword, which has already reached the weight of two tons, and with the use of his true qi, it has already reached dozens of tons of strength, so he narrowly repelled the eighth-order Beamon Beast and killed a bloody path.

Of course, this is also because he is Zeng Hao, if it is another Jindan period monk, I am afraid it will be difficult to come here.

But what he couldn't understand was why this small village was here.

Zeng Hao came all the way and saw a lot of spirit beasts, but he didn't see a single formation, and he was sure that there was still no formation here.

In this way, he didn't understand even more how these mortals could survive here, and how they could resist the attacks of spirit beasts.

Zeng Hao naturally didn't dare to see that it was a small mortal village, so he underestimated them and stepped forward to ask.

Looking at the entrance of the village, where several children were playing, Zeng Hao was even more puzzled.

He began to wonder if he had fallen into the phantom array in the first place, and only then did he encounter the mortal village here.

He hadn't forgotten that the formation that trapped the white bone corpse had such an effect that he could make himself in the formation as if he didn't know.

It's no wonder that he thinks so, according to the conditions of this place, let alone mortals, even ordinary monks will find it difficult to survive.

The main thing is that mortals need to eat, and there is obviously nothing to eat around them, how can they survive?

Zeng Hao sat cross-legged and began to slowly enter the meditation, he wanted to relax and feel the surroundings to see if there was anything wrong.

The reason why Zeng Hao did this was naturally to find out if he was trapped in the phantom array from the beginning, and at the same time, he was also trying to find a way to crack it.

Time passed slowly, Zeng Hao had been covered by the wind and sand, and he didn't know it at all, he was still trapped in the meditation.

After a long time, Zeng Hao finally retreated from the meditation and shook his head with a wry smile.

He couldn't find any feeling of being in the Phantom Array at all, especially since he had entered the chaotic space.

Zeng Hao knew very well that the power of space in the chaotic space was definitely not conjured up by illusion.

In this way, he completely denied that he was in a fantasy, so how could he explain what he saw?

After thinking about it repeatedly, Zeng Hao decided to go into the small village himself and ask for research.

After all, if he left the small village alone and left on his own, the road would be even more difficult to walk, and he must have begun to feel the strangeness of this place.

Zeng Hao never dared to despise his feelings, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to live in the cultivation realm to this day, to avoid crises again and again, and to live to this day.

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