The old soul laughed wildly, he cultivated to the sky, laughed and cultivated the immortal world for countless years, and others have always been respectful to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNow that he has fallen into Pingyang, but he is so threatened by a junior, not only is he not angry, but a sense of familiarity that has not been felt for a long time arises!

At this time, the young woman had chased within ten zhang! She drank violently, her jade hand pointed forward, and a huge artistic conception turned into thin threads, overwhelmingly rolling towards the cold and cold!

At this time, a faint smile finally appeared on the young woman's face, this smile was very inadvertent, even if she herself did not notice it!

"Boy, you can't escape the palm of your hand!" the young woman whispered faintly!

Unexpectedly, as soon as her words fell, suddenly a majestic soul power, like a shower, suddenly emerged, instantly filling the sky, like an impenetrable cloud, turning upside down, blocking the young woman's attack in the air!

At the same time, a huge soul force. surging all over the cold body, the next moment the cold body turned into a rainbow that can be argued with the naked eye, in a flash, it was already a hundred feet away, and when it flashed again, it had turned into a white line and disappeared into the sky!

As soon as the young woman defused the counterattack of the soul power, she watched the cold figure disappear from the sky!

A complicated look flashed in her eyes. After that, she chased after her again without hesitation!

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After a few hours, Leng Han's figure has appeared tens of thousands of miles away!

After such a long time of chasing, his mana has gradually run out! After many turns, Leng Han can no longer tell where he is!

After another period of flying, his speed had slowed down, and when he looked around, he realized. You're in the middle of a desert!

"Boy, that female doll has been thrown off temporarily, if you hadn't carried this coffin, the old man wouldn't have spent so much soul power, how are you going to make up for me?"

"What kind of supplements do you want, old fellow?" asked Leng Han with a blank face!

"Hey, hey, the old man can't see the general thing...... Well, the old man doesn't need anything from you, so it's better to let the old man pass on some of your skills!"

"Why do you want to pass on my Taoism?" For this sudden strange supplement, Leng Han did not have the slightest joy, but secretly raised his vigilance!

"Boy, don't you don't know what to do, in the Northern Continent, I don't know how many geniuses have squeezed their heads and want to learn my Taoist techniques!"

"That's them, this matter is for me, reluctantly!"

Leng Han immediately sat on the ground, turned over his hand and took out a piece of high-grade Yuan Crystal to replenish the mana, since he stepped into the road of cultivating immortals, he was basically flying through the clouds, how could he have run so desperately for such a long distance.

As for the cultivation of Dao techniques, of course he would not learn them so easily, not to mention the intentions of this old soul, only that after learning the Dao, it was very likely that he would become the object of pursuit and killing by the entire Eastern Continent, and that would be a gain or loss, not to mention that he didn't see how powerful the Dao Techniques were!

After Leng Han refused, the old soul didn't say anything more.

After resting for an hour, he had recovered his mana and stamina, he stood up and looked at the endless yellow desert, and after a little hesitation, he planned to go back some distance according to the same path.

However, as soon as he turned around and walked a few steps away, the desert behind him suddenly rose with a strong wind and sand, and black wind and waves, mixed with rolling thick sand, swept towards him.

Wherever the wind and sand passed, the dust rolled up was dozens of feet high, rolling up all the nearby air and making a rumbling and earth-shattering sound. As soon as Leng Han raised his hand, he immediately shot out a gray flying knife phantom, but as soon as Fang came into contact with the wind and sand, he was immediately crushed with a wail.

Chilling and frightened, he rushed forward without saying a word.

Along the way, he also absorbed some yuan crystals from time to time to replenish yuan power, but he could only be as fast as a roll of more than ten zhang of silt.

After running for more than 100 miles in one go, the sand storm that followed disappeared.

It took him another hour of rest before he recovered his mana and stamina, but when he stood up and tried to turn around again to leave, the sandstorm behind him erupted again, and the yellow sandstorm roared into the sky.

Leng Han could only run away again, and when he tried to urge Confucianism to attack the sand storm, he found that no matter how he attacked, he couldn't produce an effective attack on it, and all the attacks were gone and gone, and they were swallowed up by the sand and dust, and even the slightest wave could not be stirred up.

Leng Han hesitated slightly, and unfolded the light with all his might, but not long after he flew up, his body suddenly became unstable, and the whole person fell straight down.

There was an incredibly huge force that drew it directly to the ground.

Chilled, even if he wanted to urge the mana to stabilize his body, he found that it had no effect.

Just as he was about to get close to the ground, he immediately forcibly twisted his body, and as a result, he stomped on the sand with both feet, causing the surrounding area to shake.

"This desert is really not right. I can't fly!"

In the cold and helpless, he could only rush forward on the sand like a mortal.

However, when he ran a hundred miles away again, he suddenly sensed a strange fluctuation coming from the opposite side, and then his own mana was condensed, and most of it was unable to function. made his own strength suddenly fall from the early stage of Confucian children to the level of the middle stage of literary children!

This time, Leng Han's face really changed greatly. I tried to make a U-turn a few more times, and found that each sandstorm came as expected. He could only grit his teeth and simply continue to walk deep into the desert.

Even so, it encountered several small sand storms from time to time along the way, forcing it to run wildly several times from time to time.

This yellow desert is very strange, day and night, except for the yellow pressure under the feet, the sky above the head is also a pale yellow all day long, if it is not for the cold and cold is extremely sensitive to the change of daily time, there is no way to know that it is daytime. It's still night.

After walking like this for two days, he suddenly saw two groups of Taoist figures walking on foot in the desert more than a hundred zhang away.

From a distance, there were about a dozen people in this group, similar in shape to cold and cold, and they looked like ordinary people, and this group of people were dressed in loose robes woven with various colors of silk and cloth, and their heads were wrapped in different blue and white turbans. Apparently this is a group of people!(To be continued.) )