Zhang Yuanhao trembled with the magic sword on his back, and directly turned into a cold mane in his hand, he directly used the mana of the magic weapon to infuse it, and shot out a huge sword that crossed the sky, cutting through the dense flying sand in the air.

The surrounding wind blades and gravel dust were separated by the action of mana qi waves, and where the sword light passed, it was like a vacuum.

Boom –

Even in the sandstorm, Zhang Yuanhao could clearly hear a huge roar, and then, a dazzling light flashed, not far away, the huge skeleton floating in the death sandstorm turned into countless fragments, exploded away, and the flying sand and stones that swirled and danced in the annihilation wind and sand, the fragments of bones and many things that could not be distinguished, completely turned into inconspicuous dust in the sand.

Zhang Yuanhao was holding the magic weapon shield, flying at full speed in the endlessly suppressed gray, and the gray sand and dust vaguely carried a strong annihilation force, washing on the magic weapon shield that shimmered with a faint luster on Zhang Yuanhao's body, causing violent ripples and fluctuations.

"No, the mana is consumed so fast, and it can't support it at all!"

The mana quickly bottomed out, and Zhang Yuanhao had to swallow the next magic elixir again to maintain the unshattered body protection mask.

"Well, what's that!"

Just as Zhang Yuanhao was struggling to fly in the annihilation sandstorm, he suddenly glanced at the sandstorm and saw a point of light emitting a faint golden glow, which became bigger and bigger in his eyes.

It was a hanging island-like cave palace, towering like a mountain, with faint vegetation and overwhelming greenery, but it was like a headless fly flying in a faint golden light.

Zhang Yuanhao couldn't care so much at the moment, he mobilized the little mana left in his body, turned around, and flew towards the cave that loomed in the wind and sand that covered the sky and the sun.

Boom –

Zhang Yuanhao's shield around him was like lightning and lightning, cutting through the dark sky, leaving a vacuum trail in the air covered by gray flying sand.

"Quick! Faster!"

Zhang Yuanhao was like a blazing flame, rushing towards the Dongfu Palace that was becoming clearer and clearer in his eyes.

At least the relics left by the ancestors of the Yudan Realm!

Zhang Yuanhao was nervous, but even a little excited in his heart.

This is the palace of the cave mansion that an old ancestor has poured all his money on, and it is the place where he chooses the disciples of the next generation.

Not as good as Dan Yuanzi, this ancestor of the Jiedan Realm who left the palace will definitely leave all his net worth and what he has learned in the cave mansion, waiting for the descendants to discover and inherit, which is far from being comparable to one or two magic weapons.

The glittering Dongfu Palace is presented in Zhang Yuanhao's eyes, at a glance, it is like a mountain pressing the realm, the length, width and height are all ten miles in a radius, and several gray palaces are lying on the Dongfu Mountain covered by golden mangs, quietly, in sharp contrast with the uncertain flying sand and dust in the outside world.

......

At the same time, the borders of the Far North.

The endless yellow and green tundra seem to be separated from it by an empty boundary, and when viewed from above, it is quite strange to form two completely different areas.

It's just that when I looked into the southern sand sea on the tundra, I saw a layer of gray color, faintly obscuring the sky in the distance, and the sky looked a little dim.

A huge and peerless gray fowl demon spread its wings and soared into the air, carrying a mottled ancient stone castle on its back, and several people stood on it, looking at the gradually dense gray haze in the distant sky, and their faces were a little ugly.

......

Zhang Yuanhao's mana turned into a sharp cone-shaped escape light, and suddenly plunged into the thin layer of golden light, which was not quite the same as the imaginary situation, he was not hindered by half a point, and he easily penetrated through the past and entered the drifting cave in the depths of this sandstorm.

"Whew!"

With a heavy sigh of relief, Zhang Yuanhao felt a light body, fell to a piece of turquoise grass, straightened his body, took out a few healing pills placed close to his body from his armor, and slowly adjusted.

Outside the pale golden light mask, there was a cloudy dust, and countless strange debris mixed with gray-black gravel that could not see their faces flew at high speed in it, but after hitting the golden light mask on the surface of the cave, it was as if it had lost its strength, and it was scattered weakly, and the light mask did not even have a ripple.

"You can only get out of this cave by waiting for the sandstorm to pass!"

Zhang Yuanhao has been pranayama for a long time, and his physical strength has recovered by a small half, but the side effects of using the magic elixir have also come up, and his spiritual power is very weak at this moment, less than three or four out of ten in the province.

Zhang Yuanhao meditated on his knees on the spot, recuperating and pranayama, after the medicinal effect of the magic elixir passed, the mana crystals melted into liquid spiritual power, trickling into Zhang Yuanhao's meridian dantian, nourishing his meridians that were damaged by forcibly urging mana.

A day later.

Zhang Yuanhao was still slowly adjusting his body, and the fiery red spiritual power halo appeared on his body from time to time.

Suddenly—

Zhang Yuanhao noticed a trace of abnormal fluctuations, and immediately stopped the operation of the spiritual power in his body, and the yellow mangs on his body appeared, like a soft yellow mud, which instantly merged into the grass under him.

Boom! Boom!

A violent sound of breaking the air sounded, and three colorful spiritual power halos rushed into the cave and landed in a dense forest not far away, rumbling and knocking down many trees.

Immediately afterward, several halos of spiritual power of different colors burst into the outside world with a roaring momentum, from the outside world of haze and dust, and scattered all over the cave.

"Haha, sure enough, it's the cave left by the people on the yellow sand, and it's been issued!"

A rough voice laughed loudly, and it resounded thousands of meters away, so that Zhang Yuanhao could really hear it.

"This place is the cave left by my ancestors of Qi Tianmen, leave here immediately, otherwise it will be against my Qi Tianmen!"

Immediately after, a gloomy old voice rang out, and there was a threat in his tone.

In the dense forest, three men in tattered clothes walked out, and the first old man carried a dragon head spear, his eyes were full of spiritual power, and his spiritual power was almost overflowing, and a thick and mellow aura was revealed from his body, at least a monk who had reached the perfection of the foundation building realm.

Although the clothes of the three were slightly tattered, a closer look could tell that the clothes of the three were of the same style, and they were obviously from the same sect.

"Qi Pingdao, I respect you as a senior in the Fake Dan Realm, and you tolerate it everywhere along the way, but you want us to leave this place with a word, it's too domineering!"

Not far away, two foundation-building monks, a man and a woman, walked over, led by a tall man in the late stage of foundation building, carrying a ring knife, and snorted coldly.