Endless desert, yellow sand flying all over the sky.

The great desert is constantly undulating as far as the eye can see, and being in it suddenly seems so small and helpless. The boundless desert is like a golden qiē, and the sun shines on it, and ten thousand points of light shine brightly. Under the scorching sun, waves of heat rose in the desert, and it was difficult to breathe.

Even without the coercion of the Heavenly Dao and the resentful spirits under the yellow sand, this world is still terrifying. The entire yellow sand world occupies nearly one-third of Zhurong City, and there is only one desert across countless stars throughout the ages.

The wind is blowing in the desert, the sand grains are flying, the sky is dark, and there is no place to stand.

The desert is endless, stretching all the way to the horizon, and in a distant place, heaven and earth are connected.

Under the action of the sun and white clouds, this vast and boundless desert has a powerful and invisible aura, and it is transformed into a blue and clear sea, which is the legendary mirage.

A round sunset pressed against the ridge line of the desert, and the earth was lined with a dull and dark layer, revealing a layer of crimson, and the desert waves that supported the setting sun froze, like a sleeping sea.

The relentless scorching sun spewed out the earth like a flame, and from time to time there were divine bones peeking out from the ground, revealing fluorescence, and even after thousands of years passed, the moral light of Shinto could not be extinguished.

From time to time, there are thousands of sandstorms flying out of the depths on the desert, the sky is dark, and the sky is afraid.

Sandstorms surged outward from the depths, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off a layer of desert. Another layer has been removed, constantly changing the appearance of the yellow sand world.

Ziwei walked in the endless yellow sand, and he walked on the desert step by step. It's hundreds of miles away. Almost no one can get close to this place. Even if he is a peak person at the level of the main god, it is already very remarkable that he can only go dozens of miles here.

Because in the depths of this desert there are ancient legends, they fell here, and after countless years of evolution, they finally became extremely powerful resentful spirits in this desert. Although they are not as brilliant as they were back then, in this immortal world, they can still kill unscrupulously even in the face of ordinary main gods. Not to mention those immortals. In their eyes, they are as weak as ants.

The past lives of those powerful resentful spirits were almost all very terrifying beings, and they had been forged from their bodies for countless years. In the end, a low-level resentful spirit with the spiritual wisdom of the previous life was transformed into a body on the body, which was composed of resentment that he did not dare to do when he was killed in his previous life, not a soul.

Because of this, the creatures of resentment are extremely cruel. They treat human life like a mustard. If you want to kill, you can kill, and you don't care how much you don't care how much.

After their resentful spirits were reborn, they sat up from the lowest creatures and began an endless path of predatory. In their living environment, there is nothing but killing and surviving, and they all live for the sake of living. They want to survive, even if they don't want to climb up, they want to be neutral. But such a small dream could not have come true.

You don't want to climb up, but someone wants to climb up. The price of climbing up is to absorb the resentment of the same kind first, and only by sucking those things first, will they slowly climb up from the first-order cultivators, climb up, until they reach the immortal level, they can absorb the yang energy and the power of this world, and slowly recover themselves.

They suck the power and yang energy of those immortals, and expel the dead energy from their bodies, until one day, they will return to their own rank. Get back on your feet. However, it would be terrible to return to someone of that level from such a place.

A person who crawls in the pile of dead people every day is like an adult carrying a chicken to a person of the same level, and it is as easy as a finger to beat him.

It can also be said that the spirit of resentment is against a monk. When the opponent pouts his ass, he knows what the opponent is going to fart, and that's the difference. This is the combat experience gained from long battles. In the face of such a terrible existence, how many people can be defeated?

In the same rank, there is either a fear of genius powerhouses with innate advantages, and they have innate physical advantages. The other one who is afraid is the battle maniac, the legendary ascetic, who has mastered the combat skills to the point of perfection, and if it were not for the genius level, they would be directly played to death.

Walking on the desert, he did not deliberately use the wind to control his body, but really walked on the desert. The left foot fell into the desert, pulled out with difficulty, and the right foot fell into it, the texture of the sand is very soft, and it is easy to sink down. If an ordinary person is here, he will be exhausted to death by this terrible suction in less than 100 meters.

Ziwei took one step at a time, stepping forward, and the footprints were very deep, sometimes they could bury his knees. If it weren't for his abundant body, he would have been swallowed up by the yellow sand.

This place is like a swamp of yellow sand, and if ordinary people come here, they will only sink deeper and deeper. Moreover, there is no sign on the surface of the surprisingly yellow sand in this place, and some Shinto bones can be seen scattered and half-hidden in the desert in other areas, and there may also be Shinto weapons inserted diagonally in the yellow sand.

And here, apart from the scorching sun, the changing air, the sandstorms and the undulating sand dunes, there is nothing else.

Ziwei knew that under this calm underground, the undercurrent was surging, like magma about to erupt, as long as an electric shock point was ignited, it could instantly break the balance here.

Under the yellow sand, a lot of things are moving.

A mysterious smile crossed the corner of Ziwei's mouth, and now he can deal with it completely calmly, no matter what kind of anti-heaven existence appears below, he is not afraid.

He walked slowly, step by step, and continued to walk into the depths of the desert.

Suddenly, there was a violent tremor beneath the endless yellow sand, and the terrible tremor made the whole earth tremble. Immediately after, a dragon's roar resounded through the sky, shaking the yellow sand up and down.

It was a hundred-zhang dragon, dark green, an incomparably powerful dragon before his death, and two pairs of five claws under his abdomen, indicating his extraordinary status.

On the other side, a dark green straight slowly rose from the earth, and in a short time, it was high enough to cover the sky and the sun. Blocking a piece of the world. The mountain was like a very long spear, piercing the starry sky.

Ziwei was surprised, this turned out to be the legendary Sky-Shaking Beast, this body shape is only available to the legendary Sky-Shaking Beast.

The strength of the two prehistoric giant beasts has reached the peak of the main god, and they also feel that the blood in the body of this outsider is very strong, which makes them very excited, if they can eat such a person, their strength may be able to directly break through the main god and enter a new level, in that case, they are one step closer to the strength of the year.

In their eyes, the human in front of them is already their flesh, and there is no reason to run away. (To be continued......)