Chapter 402: Beiyuan Sand Sea
It's late spring April again, and the grass is blooming.
The central and eastern parts of the Chaoyang Continent were shrouded in incomparably warm sunlight, and everything exuded a pleasant smell.
The weather at this time is neither cold nor hot, and the season is just right.
Many members of the Li clan frequently entered and exited the fifth side peak of Taiqiu Mountain, transporting many resources mobilized from the Shangong Hall.
As these resources gradually tilted towards Fu Peak, the construction of various parts of its mountain was in full swing, and a first-order high-grade spiritual vein was completely stabilized internally.
Continuously exudes aura.
Just when Li Xuanyu officially moved the Cave Mansion to the peak of Fu Peak, in the middle of the Chaoyang Continent, the Zombie Da, who had been contemplating the Flying Feather Golden Corpse Duel in the Boundary Source Space for several years, had finally progressed to the next stage.
One day, he awoke from the side room, and with a few long breaths, the ups and downs of his body gradually subsided.
Blinked, got up and walked, and wanted to casually put the flying feather golden corpse in his hand into the storage bag, but after thinking for a moment, he stopped.
As he walked out of the side room, he was placed on a shelf with various books.
Then he turned around and left the treasury cave and went outside.
At a glance, everything is normal in the Boundary Source Space.
Not long ago, according to Li Xuangang's instructions, Zhuang Da collected and stored the batch of Jinyuan Fruits in the spiritual field, and then reclaimed the spiritual field and planted dozens of new seeds.
However, it had not yet germinated at this time, he walked to the edge of the spiritual field to check, and found that there was no problem, and after a while, the seeds of this batch of Jinyuan Fruits should be able to break through the soil and grow into a young plant.
A few years ago, the concentration of spiritual energy in the boundary source space reached the second-order upper grade, and Zhuang Dayuan wanted to expand the scale of the spiritual field, but now Li Xuangang was still breaking through the retreat, and he was afraid that the spiritual energy was not enough, so the matter was temporarily shelved.
Wait for the latter to come out of the customs, and then consider it.
After making a plan, he got up from the edge of the spiritual field, walked to a clump of spiritual flowers, and woke up the stiff er who was crawling inside.
"Humph!"
Stiff Er was sleepy-eyed, and opened his eyes with some difficulty, and saw that it was Stiff who woke him up, and he shook his head in confusion.
But the stiff didn't give it a chance to choose, and said directly:
"Follow me. ”
After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the boundary source space, and the stiff er behind him was a little hesitant, but only for a moment, he still shook his head and got up, walked quickly to the stiff side, and asked where to go with his divine sense.
The latter is silent!
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The grass grows and the warbler flies, the spring breeze supports the Su, and everything in the world is full of vitality.
When the zombie reappeared, it was already in the city of Shuangjiao City.
And for the next few days, he has been moving around several major streets in the city, constantly entering and exiting various shops, until he came out of the last shop, estimated that the materials in the storage bag were enough, and then he left Shuangjiao City, identified the direction, and went to a mountain outside the city.
The direction of this mountain is not the same as the location of Li Xuangang's Cave Mansion.
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It was not easy to cultivate the Flying Feather Golden Corpse, but the process of Zombie Great cultivation was not too difficult.
Everything went according to plan, let it be, it only took more than two years to achieve cultivation, and now it has reached the final step of transforming into an iron-armored corpse.
Of course, this last step, and the most critical step, is whether it can succeed or not.
The foundation of the Zombie Body's internal cultivation had been reached, and the various resources required for cultivation had also been prepared, so there was still one last condition left before he officially completed the cultivation of the Iron Armored Corpse.
To do this, it took him nearly three months to finally cross the mountain.
And as he continued to fly, his surroundings began to get hotter and hotter, and there were fewer and fewer trees in sight, and the hills and land were stained a faint red.
This is the northwest direction of Shuangjiao City, and the Imperial Spirit Sect and the Eastern Xuanzong are both south of here.
Feeling the drastic changes in his surroundings, he stopped his flying figure in mid-air and landed on a tall boulder.
He took a map out of his storage bag, glanced at it, found his approximate location, and then raised his head again, and looked ahead, all kinds of red sand.
Mountain pillars that are neither tall nor low can be seen everywhere, accompanied by the dust and sand swept up by the wind, which is very barren.
Stoop down and grab a handful of gravel from the ground and rub it with your hands, feeling the heat in it.
The map was put away, and the grit in his hand was lifted again.
"It should be here. ”
Stiff looked ahead again, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and the next moment, he leaped up again and flew decisively into this dry land.
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According to the records of the Flying Feather Golden Corpse, the final step in refining the Iron Armor Corpse requires finding a special place.
After noting down the specific conditions required for such a place, Zhuangda searched for a long time on a map of the central part of the continent, but to no avail.
It wasn't until I went to Shuangjiao City to buy items that I overheard someone talk about such a place.
North Source Sand Sea!
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According to records, this sea of sand is extremely dry, the sun is scorching, and very few demon beasts survive here, so if it were not for a special purpose like Tong Zhuangda, the monks would not usually choose to come here.
After going around in this sea of sand for more than ten days, he finally fell from the low sky.
But before his feet could completely hit the ground, several black shadows jumped out of the yellow sand where he was hiding, and his speed was extremely fast, and he arrived in front of him in a trance.
In the face of this sudden attack, a hint of surprise flashed on his face at first, but then he immediately regained his composure.
The black thunderbolt was instantly summoned from the storage bag, held it in his hand, and swept it away, and the next moment, the several black shadows were knocked out, smashing a few shallow pits in the soft yellow sand.
"Sand scorpions?"
Looking at the four scorpion-shaped demon beasts the size of grinding discs, Stiff Da slowly fell down with the black thunder hammer in his hand, and finally stepped on the soft and delicate yellow sand.
Judging from his unwavering face, he was not surprised by the appearance of these four sand scorpions, and it seemed that he had already prepared.
Just as he looked at the four sand scorpions who had already known the general situation before, the four sand scorpions also reacted, knowing that the human monk in front of him was not as easy to deal with as other prey.
Therefore, they rolled over one after another, hanging their tails high, and flashed poisonous needles like thorns, facing the stiffness.
Wrapped in a black shell, two large crows are also held in front of them, each of which is separated by natural lines, indicating their real danger.
The sand scorpion is one of the few demon beasts that can survive in the Beiyuan Sand Sea, with high and low cultivation, usually living in groups, with a fierce temperament, and dares to attack all living creatures it encounters.
While silently recalling the details of the sand scorpion in his mind, he stiffened as his afterglow spread and looked at the rest of the area.
Sand venom scorpions like to gather in groups, and only at this time only appeared in the four heads, and the grades are still between the middle grade and the top grade of the second order.
Just as he was searching for the existence of other sand scorpions, the four sand scorpions that had originally attacked him suddenly attacked again.
This time, however, only three pounced, and the remaining one trembled with black armor and emitted a peculiar rhythm.
His expression remained unchanged, and he realized something, so this time he didn't keep his hand anymore, and simply and neatly disposed of the sand scorpion that pounced up.
The black thunderbolt flashed a few arcs, and the next moment, the three sand scorpions broke into two in mid-air, and fell back into the yellow sand, and the black arc at the broken part of the body had not completely dissipated.
Just as he was about to rush forward and finish off the sand scorpion that had been left in place earlier, the rhythm of the latter's voice suddenly intensified.
In an instant, a rush of danger arose that alerted Zhuangda, so he gave up the attack and instead floated into the air, his eyes burning.
Then, there was a scene in this sea of sand that made him both happy and shocked.
The yellow sand is surging, and the black armor is invading.
A black expanse of color, accompanied by the countless grinding sounds between the sand and the black armor.
At a cursory glance, hundreds of sand poisonous scorpions suddenly appeared from under the yellow sand, tightly surrounding the stiff in the center.
Suppressing the surprise in his eyes, his expression regained his calmness, and he looked at the group of sand poisonous scorpions below, and muttered to himself: "Sure enough, it's here!"
Immediately after saying no more, the black thunder drill in his hand was put away, and his body quickly dried up.
With a move to the wind, Zombie Er, who had previously been included in the spirit beast bag, reappeared.
It was suspended on its stiff side, and before it could communicate with the latter, it was immediately attracted by the dense black bugs underneath.
"Humph!"
"Deal with them!"
After Zhuangda finished speaking, without waiting for Zhuanger's reaction, he took the lead in falling and rushed into the scorpion group.
Under the bright sun, a small battle was going on, one side was the common sand scorpion in the Beiyuan Sand Sea, and the other side was the two third-order refining corpses that would never appear here.
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Three hours later, the battle ended, and Stiff and Stiffer, covered in fine wounds, stood among the corpses of a sand scorpion.
There were still dozens of sand poisonous scorpions at the edge that had not died, but they had no intention of fighting again, and the former had finished killing the last third-order mid-grade scorpion king, and they scattered and fled.
Looking at the black shadows that disappeared into the yellow sand, Zhuangda did not choose to chase them, but waved his hand to put away the corpses of the sand poisonous scorpions everywhere, among which the corpses of the five third-order sand poisonous scorpions were stored separately.
Then, he walked some distance forward, where the scorpion had appeared before.
Squatting down, staring at the yellow sand under his feet, a hint of strangeness appeared in his eyes.
The next moment, his body suddenly fell, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
And the stiff two who stayed in the distance were obviously stunned, and ran over with a strong curiosity, looking at the place where the stiff disappeared.
Suddenly, its huge body suddenly sank into the yellow sand.
The wind continued to blow, and the yellow sand it carried soon covered up all traces of the place, and after half an hour, the place was back to normal, and there was no trace of anything unusual.
At this time, after passing through the complicated passage in the sand venom scorpion nest, Stiff Da and Stiff Er finally arrived at the destination of Stiff Da's trip.
In front of them was a fire crater with a radius of more than ten zhang and emitting terrifying white flames.