Chapter Seventy-Six: The Art of Condensation

Finally stepping over the sparse meadow, a desert appeared in front of Han Lin's eyes. The yellow sand swept across the sky, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was about to sweep the heavens and the earth.

The overwhelming sand scraped on Han Lin's face, and there was some residual warmth, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

The scorching sun shone on this desert, and the intense temperature made the entire desert seem to be a little distorted, and in Han Lin's eyes, this desert was full of a sense of dryness and heat, and some unspeakable dangers.

Han Lin even saw a line of shallow footprints on this desert. The footprint was straight and heading straight for the center of the secret realm. If what he expected was correct, this line of footprints should have come from Chen Mo's stay.

After killing the Iron Refining Sect disciple, Chen Mo didn't stop at all, and walked towards the giant tree in the center of the secret realm with his sword in his hand.

It seemed that he also saw the trace of this giant tree, and what was unusual about it.

As soon as he thought of this, Han Lin frowned, and inadvertently quickened his pace.

As soon as he stepped into this place covered in yellow sand, Han Lin felt that his body was constantly sinking. One inch, two inches, and then more and more......

This yellow sand seemed to have life, with a terrifying mouth open, wanting to devour all the life that passed by. Half of Han Lin's body had already fallen into the desert, and he suddenly sensed that this sand was actually secretly devouring the spiritual power in his body.

His brows furrowed slightly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, with all his strength, he suddenly broke free from the yellow sand, he bent down and grabbed a handful of yellow sand, twisted it in his hand, and let the sand particles slowly flow down from between his fingers,

"This place is very strange, this yellow sand grains, as if there is life, secretly devouring the spiritual power in my body, and this yellow sand is soft, there seem to be many pits under the sand layer, if you are not careful, you may fall into the pit and suffocate to death. ”

While Han Lin was still thinking, the yellow sand began to overflow his toes again, and he could only shake the yellow sand off his feet with all his strength, and his body retreated backwards, falling back into the grass.

"How do I get there?"

Han Lin looked at the string of straight footprints on the desert, his eyes full of thought.

Suddenly, he slowly got up, grabbed a handful of the yellow sand that his footprints had stepped on, put it in front of his eyes, and let it fall little by little.

"No, there are traces of spiritual power attached to this yellow sand, although it is very light, but there have been after all. ”

"Therefore, it should be necessary to attach spiritual power to the soles of your feet in order to walk through this desert. ”

Han Lin was thoughtful, he tried to dissipate his spiritual power, attached it to his feet, and tentatively stepped on the yellow sand.

Squeak!

This time he didn't fall into the yellow sand, although he was still devoured a little spiritual power, but Han Lin, as a seventh-level Qi cultivator, had almost no spiritual power loss.

Han Lin's face was overjoyed, he looked at the towering giant tree in the distance, and after finding a direction, his body shook and he quickly ran forward.

After a few breaths, Han Lin's figure froze, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and slapped his palm in the yellow sand.

Boom, boom, boom......

A series of seven roars rang out, like thunder explosions, and several flames rose from under the yellow sand, turning into pillars of flame, blasting the desert into several potholes.

But Han Lin didn't relax, he stared at the yellow sand. The next moment, there seemed to be some creature moving under the yellow sand, forming a sandbag more than one person high, quickly stabilizing in the direction of Han Lin.

Han Lin snorted coldly, his eyes were cold, he stretched out his index finger and pointed out, he had already sensed the unconcealable killing intent under this sandbag, as if a wild beast was hunting its prey, so under Han Lin's finger, he was ruthless and used all his strength.

The monstrous flames converged in front of Han Lin, turning into a roaring fire snake, this fire snake spat letters, its scales were visible, its poisonous fangs were numerous, and there was an indescribable wisdom in its eyes, which looked lifelike.

Compared to the first time Han Lin cast this spell, this time Han Lin used it more skillfully, more powerfully, and infinitely powerful, as if even the space was slightly distorted by its scorching.

Rumble!

The aftermath of the flames spread outward in a circle, and countless sparks scattered in all directions, falling on the desert and gradually extinguished. The yellow sand flew in the sky, obscuring all vision.

Han Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the yellow sand, and his body did not relax at all.

After a few moments, the yellow sand hit the ground, and the creature in the dirt bag finally revealed its appearance.

It was a huge scorpion, about a zhang long, its whole body was covered in black armor, it looked extremely hard, a pair of huge pincers, covered with jagged nails, Han Lin had no doubt about the power of these pincers, it was able to easily destroy its own body.

And at its tail, on the sharp tail needle, there was a blue-green light, as if it contained a highly poisonous poison, which made Han Lin's heart chill and raised his vigilance a little.

"This beast should have a fifth-level Qi cultivation cultivation, but its shell seems to be a bit difficult to solve. ”

Han Lin looked at the black giant scorpion in surprise, just now he had used all his strength to cast a spell, but there was not even a trace left on the shell of this giant scorpion.

"It's hard!"

Han Lin frowned, and before he could think about it, he saw the black giant scorpion rushing towards him like a rampage, waving its pincers.

Its speed was so fast, obviously with its huge body, it should be sluggish, but on the contrary, in this breath, it had already come to Han Lin's body, and the huge pincers slammed into Han Lin's chest with a whistling sound.

"Damn it!"

Han Lin let out a low snort, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a roar in his chest, it should have been cracked, but he didn't know how many were broken.

Although Han Lin had already retreated in response, the speed of the black giant scorpion was always too fast, and even though he had already reacted in his mind, his body could not keep up.

Seeing that the black giant scorpion had struck a blow, a trace of cruelty flashed in its beast eyes, and its cold barb turned into countless afterimages like an iron spear, stabbing at the wind.

"Rise, fire!"

Han Lin's expression was calm, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, spit out a mouthful of essence blood in his heart, and he pressed it between his fingers, and quickly pressed a few techniques on the yellow sand.

In an instant, a curtain of fire rose from the ground, forming a barrier between Han Lin and the black giant scorpion. Taking advantage of this barrier, Han Lin's body retreated violently, and the distance between him and the black giant scorpion was widened.

"The fire curtain can't stop this black scorpion for much time, or the usual Five Elements Spells, spells that attack from the outside, can't break through the shell of this black scorpion. ”

In a moment's time, several thoughts had already flashed through Han Lin's mind, he looked up and found that the black giant scorpion had broken through the fire curtain and was galloping towards him, if it really hit Han Lin this time, Han Lin would definitely die.

"Since there is no way to destroy you from the outside, then Han will destroy you from the inside!"

Han Lin clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, his toes were light, his body retreated, and he slapped his palm on his chest, spitting out a pool of blood.

This blood condensed but did not disperse, constantly changing in the air, while pinching the trick in Han Lin's hands, this pool of blood turned into the appearance of a black giant scorpion, but it was reduced countless times, and there was an inexplicable connection between it and the giant scorpion in front of him.

Condensation!

First get married and then break the fate, cut people with fate, there is nothing in the world and cannot be cut.

This was what Jiao Yang had taught him the night before Han Lin left the Lingyue Sect, and Han Lin had been able to master it proficiently......