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Hao Yun vaguely saw the remaining half of the blue giant mountain smashing towards the submarine, and his head was dizzy and unconscious.

Before losing consciousness, he seemed to hear Ma Jinlong's exclamation: I'm gone!

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Assassins are a profession that walks in the dark and cannot see the light.

Of course, this darkness refers to the darkness that ordinary people pay attention to outside of their line of sight, not the darkness that makes no distinction between the upper and lower sides, the left and the right.

Hao Yun, the former little assassin, ran in the dark for an unknown amount of time, and finally sat down on the ground.

Wait! This feels familiar?

It seems that you have had such an experience after opening the sea of knowledge?

Could this be the sea of consciousness? Then you should be able to use your divine sense!

As soon as his consciousness left his body, he felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if someone was holding an iron rod and stirring it in his head.

In a hurry, Hao Yun grabbed the soft thing in his hand.

"Ah......h

When Hao Yun heard the screams, he knew that he must have created a sin, so he quickly let go.

However, he didn't care about seeing how his eldest brother was doing for the time being, and the sharp pain in his brain and the soreness all over his body made him a little scrambling.

While hurriedly scanning the place with his divine sense, he also scored a copy of his divine sense to look inside the body and check that there was a problem, so that such a sharp pain would occur.

Fortunately, the two were still in the wheelhouse of the submarine.

It's just that the half of the metal giant mountain he vaguely saw in the submarine was smashed into a pulp, and it looked dilapidated.

The question is, when did the submarine run from the bottom of the sea at a depth of more than 300 zhang to the top of a high mountain?

Looking at the surrounding group of foxes probing their brains, it seems that they have arrived at a fox's den!

The painful torture of the Cleansing Pill made Hao Yun exhausted.

Finally twisted his tired body and climbed out of the bathtub, tilted his head, and fell asleep directly on the sofa.

At this time, starting from the south of the strange desert, there is an astonishing change.

Pitch-black clouds, barren deserts, connected by thick lightning into a whole. With the electric light path, the entire treacherous desert appeared blue and watery, very weird.

It looks earth-shattering, but it's silent.

Only the scattered cacti became the only spectators at the scene, standing quietly.

There are many rumors about the desert, all kinds of unbelievable stories are flying in the sky, and no one can say what the true face of the desert is.

The only thing that is certain is when the desert was formed.

Ten thousand years ago, after the battle between the many sect masters who migrated from the Eastern Continent and the local immortal cultivation forces in the Western Continent, the battlefield site became today's treacherous desert.

As for that battle, only many sect masters survived.

And the high-level members of the sect, after losing nearly 20% of their high-end combat power, did not mention the details of the battle.

The low-level monks did not participate in the high-end battle, and could only make some specious inferences based on their observation of the treacherous desert terrain.

Even some people talk about it and tout nonsense, which adds a bit of weirdness to the weirdness.

It is impossible to trace what the situation of the war was back then, and the battlefield after the war has become the current desert, which makes many monks who are looking for natural treasures rush to it.

After several tosses, not to mention the loss of soldiers, there is no gain at all. This made many low-level monks no longer run to the desert to die.

The trouble with the indifference lies in the changeable and deadly weather. In front of Tianwei, monks are not much stronger than mortals.

Only a few fixed routes are relatively safe for the monks to traverse, and such information is the kind of information that the treasure hunters have paid for with their lives and blood.

Ma Jinlong, who has gone farther and farther on the road of doing business, naturally has such channel information in his hands.

Although I don't know what happened to the strange desert, judging from the information analysis of the thunder eagle's escape, it will definitely not be small there.

The treacherous desert is the place where the thunder eagle depends, and even it has fled in the wilderness, and it is foreseeable that the crisis is coming.

At night, dark clouds approached Hao Yun's area.

Under the clear blue sky, the chains formed by lightning were like the heavens wielding a giant whip, whipping the sand dunes to their heart's content. Stirring up waves of sand, intertwined with each other, resisting and lingering.

The sleepy Hao Yun suddenly turned over and got up, pinching the shock with a look of surprise, for fear that if he let go, it would fly away.

Ma Jinlong was observing the strange and magical scene from afar through the water mirror created by casting a spell.

After sensing Hao Yun's movements, he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Hao Yun looked frightened: "It's called Jinghong, it's my weapon." I don't know what's wrong, it feels like I'm going to fly out. ”

This is also the result of spending a few days with the monk, and if I had encountered this strange thing before, I might have run away a long time ago.

"Can I take a look?"

Because immortal cultivators were jealous of each other, except for refiners, no one was willing to let people see weapons or treasures that were vital to their lives, so Ma Jinlong first asked Hao Yun's opinion.

Hao Yun happily handed over Jinghong. After handing the weapon out, I remembered that I didn't have a headache when I got it in my hand this time. There is also a clear area in front of him, and there is no longer a scarlet blindfold.

Jinghong struggled more and more in Ma Jinlong's hands.

It was only under Ma Jinlong's mana suppression that he gradually regained his calm, and he looked gray and inconspicuous, and let him examine it carefully.

The front end of the Thriller is formed by the convergence of the front and back blades to form a shape similar to the tip of a gun, and the main blade curved in the opposite direction gives the illusion of facing the axe in the eye.

Ma Jinlong took it in his hand and sensed it carefully, and found that the front and back edges and the tip of the knife were composed of dense serrations. It's just that it can't be seen with the naked eye, and it needs to be carefully sensed by the monk's spiritual sense to find out.

The strange shape makes it impossible to tell whether it is a knife or a sword.

The handle of the three-inch knife is wound with colorful silk threads, and the silk threads weave two small red characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

"This refining technique has some shadows of the sacrificial vessels of the ancient witch clan! But the sacrificial vessel is a ritual vessel, why did it become such a fierce blade?"

After Ma Jinlong inspected, he explained the results of the inspection to Hao Yun, and at the same time raised his suspicions.

"Anyway, when I got it, I felt it was sharp, so I left it for use, and there was almost no defense that he couldn't break. Hao Yun told Ma Jinlong everything he only knew.

After thinking for a moment, he added: "Of course, they are weapons and armor in the mortal world, and the monk's things have not been tried yet." ”

"Maybe it has something to do with the treacherous monk war 10,000 years ago, otherwise it wouldn't have been able to move autonomously in this situation. Ma Jinlong replied lightly, and turned his attention back to the water mirror.

The magnificent scene of the strange desert was observed.

Hao Yun thought for a long time, and said with a puzzled expression: "Actually, after coming here, I have a very close feeling. Especially after the evening, it seems that there is something close to me, and it is very similar to going there to see it. ”

"Oh, you take a knife and look at it. Ma Jinlong was eager to try, and it seemed that this matter aroused his great interest.

After speaking, he moved Jinghong to Hao Yun out of thin air.

Hao Yun shook Jinghong as usual, felt it carefully for a moment, but shook his head helplessly: "No, Jinghong's struggle is different from my feeling." It wanted to go to the center of the thunder and lightning, and the call I felt was to the south, where there was no lightning. ”

Hearing such an answer, Ma Jinlong hurriedly jumped up as if he had been pricked in the ass by a needle, and shook his head again and again: "Thunder and lightning center? That's troublesome, with my cultivation, I can only turn it into a barbecue if I go there!"

After thinking about it for a while, he came to a conclusion: "Let's go in the direction you want to go, I can still guarantee safety there! The Strange Desert is a battlefield formed by the battle of dozens of Yuan Infant Monks ten thousand years ago, and I estimate that there should be no problem in entering there in the Yuan Infant Period." However, you have to put the knife away, it is a matter of the Yuan Infant Master, and you need to be cautious. ”

Hao Yun simply handed Jinghong to Ma Jinlong: "Jinghong is still kept by Brother Ma, I can't use the storage bag yet." ”

This move surprised Ma Jinlong, and looked at Hao Yun with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will swallow your treasure knife and not return it?"

Hao Yun's expression was very calm: "According to what Shuangzhi said, Brother Ma has no shortage of treasures and spirit stones. Besides, the kindness of Brother Youma's recommendation has not been reciprocated, even if the knife is given to the eldest brother, how can this kindness be low?"

The words are frank and unrestrained, but I slander in my heart: If you want a knife, you can kill people and grab the knife by raising your fingers, why should I joke with my own life......

Ma Jinlong turned the topic to the side: "This big brother is kind, you and I have no relatives in this world, let's call it big brother in the future, we brothers work together to see more beautiful scenery together." ”

seemed to be touched by Hao Yun's eldest brother's shout, and he couldn't help but be moved.

But Hao Yun learned some unexpected information from the conversation: "This world", does the fairy world really exist?

"No relatives", is Ma Jinlong a person from this world? Could it be that a person from the fairy world descends to earth?

This also explains why he is so good at making money, and his talent in refining weapons and formations is also amazing.

After a polite exchange, the two packed up their things and rushed to the sky in the southeast direction.

Along the way, Ma Jinlong explained to Hao Yun why he rushed to the treacherous desert to hunt for treasures on the premise of knowing that there was danger.

The monk's path of cultivation is actually very bumpy, and "chance" is something that can be encountered but not sought.

Some unlucky people have been seeking to break through the opportunity all their lives, but they have repeatedly missed the "opportunity", and in the end they can only sit on the ground.

On the other hand, some of the pride of the heavens have cultivated smoothly all the way to ascension, and their luck is coveted.

For example, the founder of the Five Elements Sect: the Five Elements Divine Monarch.

This gentleman has made a great name with the relics of his predecessors, and he has also cultivated to the realm of transforming gods, which is really an example for low-level monks.

The luck of the Five Elements Divine Monarch against the sky has attracted the enthusiasm of many monks in the Western Continent for treasure hunting, and treasure hunting monks can be seen everywhere.

But all the monks who are stuck in the bottleneck do everything they can to find a chance to break through.