The yellow sand flying in the sky covers the sky and the sun, and the sand grains that rustle from time to time seem to announce that they are the protagonists of this world.

It's a vast sea of sand.

The originally golden grains of sand, under the scorching sun, looked red as blood from afar.

The cascading sand dunes resemble endless waves, dotting the dead sea of sand like a dream.

Sporadic whirlwinds swept the grains of sand, and the green smoke writhed aimlessly in the sea of sand, as if to indicate that this was not a forbidden world.

The 'Red Sand Scorpion' is a low-level demon insect unique to this sea of sand.

At this time, several red sand scorpions were lurking in the sand, and they were a little eager to try the unconscious person in the black sand pit in front of them.

The people in the sand pit were not a single strand of people, and they were all charred and black, as if they had been burned by something. The skin on his back and thighs was even cracked, and his body was surrounded by a trace of black lightning, which looked extremely strange.

It was these black lightning bolts that made these demon insects afraid to come forward to enjoy this delicious meal.

Suddenly, these demon insects were agitated, burrowed into the sand and disappeared.

It turned out that the unconscious man in the pit was moving slowly with his arms, as if he wanted to support himself.

After a while, his whole body was still lying in the sand pit.

After a while, a hoarse scream came from the pit.

"Ah.........h

Probably having gathered enough strength, the man who fell in the sand pit trembled his arms and finally turned his whole body over. As the cracked skin on his back came into contact with the hot grains of sand, it was scalded to the point of 'snorting'.

This is Yan Ning, who was wrapped in black lightning and drilled into the black hole, and I don't know why it appeared in this sea of sand.

At this time, the original handsome and delicate appearance has been changed beyond recognition. Like the skin on his chest and legs, it was all charred. I don't know if it was burned by the fire or the black thunder and lightning.

On the contrary, the jade pendant he has been hanging on his chest is still the same as before.

Yan Ning, who slowly opened his eyes, greedily absorbed some scorching air, as if he wanted to confirm that he was still alive.

After looking around, I couldn't see anything else except the endless yellow sand.

The pain that came from the sea of consciousness made his mind unable to move at all. After running the mana, there was a sharp stinging pain in the meridians all over the body, and the slightest mana could not be mobilized. And the turn over just now seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he could only lie helplessly in this long yellow sand, letting the scorching sun in the air scorch.

The sky where the afterglow has dissipated ushered in a cold moon, making the sea of sand at night even colder.

Yan Ning lay in the sand pit, still motionless.

Not long ago, a silvery fox came up to him and sniffed. As a result, he was frightened by a few wisps of black lightning wrapped around his body, and let out a long roar, and quickly disappeared into the sea of sand.

It wasn't the first time a similar situation had occurred, but he couldn't do anything but stare blankly at the sky.

The events that had happened in the 'Thunder and Fire God Destroying Array' kept coming to mind that day, and Zhao Jinyun's hideous and distorted face and hatred for him were particularly clear.

Although Yan Ning is not a scheming person, he can now understand why Zhao Jinyun would put himself to death.

Those so-called fame and resources, in his opinion, are the least concerned. I believe that even if Zhao Jinyun clearly told him that he needed these things, he would spare no effort to satisfy him, and even help him convince the master and the people of the Zhao family.

What really made Yan Ning feel a little confused and frustrated was that the person he trusted so much would actually be cruel to him.

In order to introduce him into the formation, Zhao Jinyun's methods were really trying to capture the old and interlocking. The scheming is so deep, it is expected that even the master may be difficult to see.

If someone like him was to serve by Master's side all the time, I shuddered to think about it. Fortunately, he is also immortal, and he must rush back as soon as possible and settle this grievance with him in public in order to resolve the hatred in his heart.

Betrayal from those who are like brothers, resentment!

The sincere friendship from childhood to adulthood has been in vain, and it is even more humiliating and unwilling!

Revenge!!!

It was the only thought in Yan Ning's heart at the moment.

may also be supported by his strong belief, and the broken meridians are slowly healing.

Four days later, at noon, Yan Ning finally stood up from the sand pit tremblingly.

The top and bottom of his body were charred, and his hair was curly and sticky together.

Walking barefoot in the hot sand, you can hear the 'squeak' sound of skin touching the sand with every step.

Standing on a high sand dune, the yellow sand stretches as far as the eye can see, and there is no sign of human activity.

He took out a few spirit stones from the jade pendant on his chest, and endured the severe pain to prepare to recover some mana.

Now he has no trace of his body, and even the storage bag is missing, and it seems that he should have been destroyed in the great array like the colored scale armor. On the contrary, this inconspicuous jade pendant looked undamaged.

But with his current situation, it is clearly not the time to care about this.

In the past few days, Yan Ning has noticed a lot of living creatures in this sea of sand, although his strength is low, but it is enough to cause harm to him at the moment.

In this strange place, it is better to have some self-preservation power first, and then slowly explore and leave here, and return to Cangyun Sect as soon as possible.

In the next half a month, Yan Ning walked forward on a difficult foot in this endless sea of sand.

There is no reference, only a slow movement in one direction.

Between day and night, the feeling of fire and ice also tormented him.

Fortunately, Yan Ning, who was already a foundation building monk, was still quite strong, and he had already opened the valley, otherwise these two points alone would be enough for him to be buried in the sea of sand.

What really made him feel lonely and even a little desperate was that walking in this dead sea of sand, except for the rustling sound of the wind and sand, the silence around him was terrible.

Especially when Yan Ning was scarred and physically and mentally exhausted, this loneliness that hit his soul made him almost collapse.

There is no edge in sight of the yellow sand in front of you, and you don't know when the direction of the road will end.

If it weren't for the strong belief that he wanted to go back and take revenge, he would have been able to add another dry bone to the sea of sand......

Through the continuous consumption of spirit stones and pills, several of the damaged meridians were finally repaired and opened, and the skin on the body began to condense into scars, and the new skin could be faintly seen.

At this time, Yan Ning's cultivation could be restored to the level of the middle stage of qi refining.

I can barely use some spell mana, which is a bit of self-preservation.

On this day, Yan Ning, who was still numb walking in the sea of sand, felt that the sand under his feet seemed to be a little hard. As far as the eye can see, it is no longer a piece of yellow sand, and there seems to be some ruins in the distance. Ahead was no longer a patch of yellow sand, but cracked, dry ground.

It seemed that he was about to get out of this desperate sea of sand, and Yan Ning couldn't help but feel a little excited.

After continuing to march for about half a day, Yan Ning finally came to the ruined place he had seen before.

As far as the eye can see, it is still desolate and lifeless.

The scattered dilapidated walls and the depleted huge dead wood suggest that there must have been traces of human gatherings in this place, and it was not small.

Around this area, the earthen walls that have been severely eroded by wind and sand seem to be witnessing the prosperity of this place.

Just when Yan Ning felt a little disappointed, there was a noise in a ruin in front of him. Some cautiously leaned over, ready to take a look.

At this time, two figures suddenly appeared in the ruins, looking at Yan Ning who appeared here with a wary face.

These two people, one tall and one short, looked to be about twenty years old, and they were both cultivators in the middle stage of Qi refining.

The tall man was a burly man with dark skin and a full beard. The short one looks a little lean, but a pair of eyes are very smart, giving people a feeling of jumping out.

Both of them had one hand on their waists, looking ready to make a move.

"Who is Daoyou, and why is he here?" asked the burly man angrily at Yan Ning.

Yan Ning was a little stunned, the language used by this burly man was obviously not the common language of the Lingyuan Continent, but a relatively rare dialect of the eastern part of the continent. Thanks to the fact that he usually reads a lot of classics, he can barely understand what this strong man says.

Then, Yan Ning said in a hoarse voice as kind as possible: "In the next surname Yan, I encountered an accident and was separated from my companions. Dare to ask where the two Taoist friends are here?"

Yan Ning, who replied in the same language, spread out his hands and showed that he had no malicious intent. And he has no long objects, so he will not pose a threat to the two.

The two stared at him with puzzled expressions.

At this time, his whole body was charred as charcoal, and if he hadn't spoken, the two of them would have thought that the person in front of them was a corpse or something.

I don't see that it is equipped with a storage bag, except for an ordinary jade pendant in his hand and unkempt hair, he really doesn't have a single hair.......

Moreover, this person, like them, was a cultivator in the middle stage of Qi refining, so it was obvious that he could not pose any threat to them, and the two of them had a somewhat wary look relaxed.

At this time, the somewhat thin young man came to Yan Ning with a curious face.

He couldn't stop looking up and down, and finally poked Yan Ning's blackened arm with his fingers, and said a little jokingly:

"Yo, brother, on this sunny day, where were you struck by thunder?

Yan Ning was poked by him, and said with a grin: "Daoist friends laughed, I had bad luck in the next time, and I met two masters fighting in the desert. It was already far away, but somehow it was struck by a thunderbolt. As a result, he and his companions were also separated, and he was also exiled here. ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Ning couldn't help shaking his head, looking a little inexplicable and helpless.

In this strange place, when he didn't figure out the nearby situation, Yan Ning didn't dare to easily reveal his origins.

Especially the accident he experienced not long ago made him more cautious.

"Poof. You are not lucky, I think it is bad luck! This kind of thing can be met by you, and I can be regarded as an eye-opener today. The lean young man who claimed to have the surname Shan said with a laugh.

When he was about to continue to say something to Yan Ning, the burly man stopped him and asked Yan Ning with some caution:

"Listening to what Daoist friends say, it should have come from the sea of sand, right? I don't know if you have ever seen the appearance of the person who fights the Fa? And judging from the degree of injury of Daoyou, this thunder method should be extremely powerful, but Daoyou is only injured, I don't know where you inherit?"

The strong man, who seemed to still have doubts in his heart, kept looking at Yan Ning's reaction, and his eyes were on the jade pendant in Yan Ning's hand from time to time.

Although this burly man looks rough on the outside, he didn't expect him to be a delicate-minded person.

It's the opposite of the young man with the single surname.

Yan Ning saw the strong man's gaze looking back and forth, and took the initiative to hand him the jade pendant to check.

Then he replied slowly: "The cultivation of the person who fights the law is too high, and he can't see it clearly, but he just saw two balls of magic light, one green and one red, fighting in the air. As for the following, he stepped into the practice by chance, and he is only one person so far. Fortunately, Yan also has some rough thunder methods.,Exhausted the hiding to survive.,Even the storage bag was damaged in that attack.,Hey.。。 ”

Seeing that the strong man kept looking at the jade pendant, he said in a tone of remembrance: "As for this jade pendant, it is a token given by a loved one in the early years. It's ordinary, but it's an important thought for the next. Yan has been hanging on his chest to avoid damage. ”

After saying this, Yan Ning's expression was full of reminiscence, as if he had touched some memories in his heart, and shook his head a little sadly.