Choosing a random direction, Xiao Lingyu flew in mid-air without a hurry, his divine sense spreading, paying attention to everything around him.

After flying for about three days, Xiao Lingyu could be regarded as seeing a living creature.

This desert is also strange, either there is not a living creature in the distance, and if it does, it is a group.

Xiao Lingyu didn't make a move on those fierce beasts that didn't have a high cultivation level, he didn't even look at them more, he just continued to fly, and every once in a while, he could see a group of fierce beasts of different types.

The beasts in this desert are all hot-tempered, and even in a group, they can be seen attacking each other.

It's just that after flying for more than half a year, Xiao Lingyu didn't see a fierce beast that exceeded the Heavenly God Stage, let alone any fierce beast acting alone.

After another month of flying, a small oasis surrounded by yellow sand appeared to him.

Flying to the edge of the oasis, Xiao Lingyu could see clearly, the edge of the oasis was surrounded by a circle of stone walls, and there were many monks in the oasis.

To Xiao Lingyu's surprise, the appearance of this group of monks was even a little weird, they all had two bodies, two heads, but only two arms and two legs, and they looked like they were conjoined.

And their heads, without exception, are all snake heads.

What surprised Xiao Lingyu the most was that this group of monks not only had two bodies, but also two bodies, one female and one male.

That is, it is a hermaphroditic race.

This vast and boundless divine realm is really wonderful!

The divine consciousness swept through the oasis, and Xiao Lingyu still did not find any existence that had cultivated beyond the Heavenly God Stage, and even there were only two of them in the Heavenly God Stage.

Xiao Lingyu fell from mid-air, went directly into the oasis, and stopped in front of a Heavenly God Early Stage Monk.

Without wasting his lips and tongue, he pressed his palm against the head of the Heavenly God Primitive-Age Monk.

After searching for the soul, Xiao Lingyu flew up, and his body disappeared after a few flashes.

This hermaphroditic race, called the Samers, lives in the desert.

As for how vast this desert was, this monk in the early days of the gods naturally did not know, and he knew very little about it.

These low-level Shamer monks hide in the village during the day and go out to hunt fierce beasts in the desert at night, and like the Terran monks, they need to eat to maintain their condition.

However, the Shamer have a clear advantage, that is, they do not have to marry, and every monk in their clan is able to have children.

Therefore, even in this very harsh desert, the Samer can survive for a long time, and their population will not decrease, but gradually grow.

It took another two years of flying for Xiao Lingyu to find a city of the Shamei tribe in this boundless desert.

The city of the Shamei tribe is even more humble than that of the dorsal fin tribe, there are almost no decent buildings in the city, if it were not for the fact that there is a ring of tall and thick city walls around it, Xiao Lingyu is not sure that this is a city at all.

Like those small villages, the Samer city is built on an oasis, but the oasis is much larger than the oases of the villages.

In order to avoid trouble, Xiao Lingyu put the black robe and cloak on himself again, and then entered the city.

The Samer city is also free of charge, and there are no restrictions on access to the city.

There were no streets in the city, only some Shamei monks were setting up stalls around, Xiao Lingyu just bought some jade blocks to burn information, and then left this small city.

After going through all the information, Xiao Lingyu's brows furrowed slightly.

There is also no narrow divine realm near the Shamei tribe, and there is no dorsal fin clan, but all the jade blocks describe the desert where the Shamei tribe is located in the boundless way, and even these jade blocks say that this god realm is only the big desert where the Shamei tribe is located.

No useful information was obtained, only a jade block with a route to the high-level city inscribed.

Xiao Lingyu didn't plan to go to the high-level city of the Shamei clan, so he found a random place near this small city, and then sank under the sand and began to retreat and refine the tubular holy weapon.

Less than ten years had passed, and one night, Xiao Lingyu suddenly noticed a relatively large movement on the ground, so he stopped his retreat and jumped onto the ground.

Flying into the air, Xiao Lingyu looked in the direction of the small city, only to see a black mist, with gusts of wind, hovering over the city, and a vicious and bloody aura kept surging from the direction of the small city.

Xiao Lingyu's divine sense was quite strong, and he could see that in the black mist, there was a group of monks with ghostly shapes, constantly devouring the Shamei monks who were swept into the air by the black mist and the wind.

"Isn't there only the Shamei tribe in this desert?Where did this group of monks come from?How could the strong men of the Shamei tribe allow this group of monks to wantonly devour their people?" Xiao Lingyu was puzzled.

Fortunately, there were no strong people in this group of ghostly monks, and they couldn't detect Xiao Lingyu's existence.

The black mist stayed over the town for less than a cup of tea, and then flew off into the distance, disappearing in a few breaths.

Horrifyingly, there was no longer any living in the city, but the walls and oases in the city were undamaged.

Although this is a small city, there are hundreds of thousands of Shamei monks in the city, and in such a short period of time, they were devoured by the nearly thousands of ghostly monks, which made Xiao Lingyu's scalp tingle.

According to the records in those jade blocks, the Shamei are the rulers of this desert, and the Shamei tribe is huge, and there are many high-level powerhouses among them......

In this vast and boundless divine realm, there are too many incredible things, I can't understand it, Xiao Lingyu simply doesn't think about it, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

Xiao Lingyu didn't go far, still looking for a place next to this small city to refine the holy weapon.

What surprised Xiao Lingyu even more was that only a thousand years had passed, and when he went out of the customs again, hundreds of thousands of Shamei monks had gathered in this small city.

For the Shamer tribe, which has a very large ethnic group and strong reproductive ability, the loss of hundreds of thousands of people is nothing, it is as inconspicuous as a lack of a scoop of sea water in the vast ocean, but after all, this place has just been slaughtered not long ago, and the Shamei tribe not only has no strong people to investigate, but there are also a large number of clansmen who have come......

In Xiao Lingyu's opinion, this place had just been slaughtered once, and since the Shamei monks gathered again, it was estimated that there would be no more slaughter in a short period of time, and it should be quiet here for a long time, so he still didn't leave, first went around the city, bought a few jade pieces, and then continued to retreat and refine the holy weapon.

However, he guessed wrong, and less than 10,000 years passed, and one night, a group of nearly a thousand ghostly monks arrived with a tumbling black mist.

The black mist enveloped the entire city in a violent wind, and none of the Shamei monks could escape, they could only be swept into the air by the wind one by one, and then torn to pieces by the group of ghostly monks, and devoured alive.

Xiao Lingyu couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and seeing that there was no strong person in either the underground or the sky, he plunged headlong into the black mist.

When he rushed out of the black mist, Xiao Lingyu's hands grabbed a monk respectively, one was the early stage monk of the Shamei clan, and the other was the ghostly late stage monk of the God Monarch, these two were the strongest of the two sides.

With these two monks, he flew for a few hours, and after being far away from the small city, Xiao Lingyu stopped, and then searched for their souls one by one.

The results of the soul search made Xiao Lingyu not very satisfied, because there was not much useful information.

This group of ghostly monks is the Yaksha people, a race that is more powerful than the Daredevils at night, they are also only active at night, but their temperament is much more brutal than the Daredevils, and their killing ** is also very strong, and they prefer to treat the enemy in the most cruel way.

The Yaksha also live in this boundless desert, they are different from the Shamers, who live by hunting and killing fierce beasts in the desert, but the Yaksha tribes rely entirely on devouring the Shamer monks to cultivate.

The Yakshas, who are powerful but small in size, are the rulers of the desert in their eyes, and the Samers are nothing more than their rations, the targets of their wanton slaughter in order to satisfy their hunger and increase their strength.

What made Xiao Lingyu strange was that in the memory of the Shamei clan, the god monarch powerhouse, there was no information about the existence of the Yaksha clan in this desert, that is to say, the low-level monks of the Shamei clan did not know that they were living in this desert with the Yaksha clan.

Xiao Lingyu could guess that all the low-level Shamei monks who had seen the Yaksha Clan had already been killed, but couldn't they pass on the information before they were killed? Could it be that under the shroud of the black mist, the magic weapon of the Yaksha Clan would be invalid?

It is understandable that the low-level Shamei monks did not know about the existence of the Yakshas, but Xiao Lingyu absolutely did not believe that the strong people of the Shamei tribe did not know about this, if they knew, why did they ignore it? The strong men of the Shamei tribe would not just think of using the Yaksha to limit the growth of their own race, right?

Xiao Lingyu had no interest in getting to the bottom of it, and immediately erased the memories of the two monks who were captured, and then let them go.

The vicinity of this city was often attacked by the Yaksha clan, and Xiao Lingyu was not in the mood to stay here, so he chose a random direction and flew away.

In order to avoid being disturbed again, Xiao Lingyu chose a place where there were no Shamei monks nearby, and then kept diving deep underground.

He didn't stop until he saw the location of the underground magma.

You won't be disturbed here, right? Xiao Lingyu was ready to be here, and he had been completely refining the tubular holy weapon before going out.