In the next ten days, Xiang Qi sometimes inquired, sometimes found a quiet and hidden place, meditated cross-legged, and practiced qi. 56 Library's new website: .

On this day, I saw Xiang Qi patting the storage bag on his waist, and a palm-sized white jade slip flew out of it, which was the jade slip that recorded the cultivation method of the Thunder Escape Technique. This is the trophy obtained by Xiang Qi by killing the old man Huang Can during the trip of the Shen Guoliu faction.

If you cultivate the Thunder Escape Technique to the fullest, you can increase the speed of the Thunder Escape Technique several times out of thin air, and in the past month, as soon as Xiang Qi has free time, he will take out the Thunder Escape Technique to participate in the cultivation of it. Now, for the cultivation of the Thunder Escape Technique, he has already started. If he could really cultivate the Thunder Escape Technique to the point of achieving a slight success, and pass through the Fufang Mountain safely, he would be able to increase his confidence by three percent out of thin air.

Next, I saw Xiang Qi put the white jade slip on the center of his eyebrows, and read through the Thunder Escape Technique again.

This thunder escape technique is very simple to explain, it is a spell that converts mana into the power of thunder and lightning, and then propels the monk to fly. And this transformation process naturally requires a strong divine mind as a support.

Perhaps, Xiang Qi's divine thoughts are far beyond the same level, which is why he is so handy in cultivating the Thunder Escape Technique. In just over ten days, he got started, and he still had some hints of cultivating a little success.

I saw Xiang Qi suspended in the void, his eyes slightly closed, his palms relatively flat on his chest, and streams of pure mana swimming back and forth between his palms.

And as he spat out the word "Hua", pushed his palm forward, a fist-sized white ball of light flew out quickly, and suddenly stopped at a distance from Xiang Qizhang, with a low sound of "bang", the white ball of light exploded, and countless white points of light scattered in all directions.

And at this time, a rather strange scene happened.

I saw that between these countless points of light, they were connected by countless white silk threads, and at the same time, the void was accompanied by a strange sound of "Zizi". It was the power of thunder and lightning that was formed!

And as Xiang Qi spat out the word "disease", the power of thunder and lightning teleported to Xiang Qi's feet, and he actually supported his body and fled forward at great speed.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Qi's figure appeared in this temporary residence, his face full of satisfaction. After more than ten days of hard work, he finally achieved a level of cultivation in the Thunder Escape Technique.

And he mastered the Thunder Escape Technique, and flew with all his might, and his flight speed was more than twice that of the Wind Boots, which had been used to urge the flying magic weapon.

In addition to being excited, Xiang Qi would not be idle, and immediately devoted himself to the cultivation of refining the divine technique. I saw him sitting cross-legged, his hands folded, and he cultivated without distraction.

I don't know how long it took, a look of pain suddenly appeared on Xiang Qi's calm face, and his eyebrows shook up and down.

However, Xiang Qi had no intention of stopping his cultivation, but bit his lip tightly and insisted on cultivating.

At this moment, Xiang Qi only felt that his mind was stagnant, and he instantly lost his perception of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and fell into a state of selflessness in a state of confusion.

It turned out to be "Li Fantasy" unexpectedly!

In the boundless sea of sand, a thin seven-foot man lay horizontally, and on his handsome face, a faint look of pain appeared. And in his clenched fists, sweat dripped nonstop.

Xiang Qi bit his lip fiercely, and Huo Di sat up. And in the eyes that opened, there were doubtful eyes from time to time, and there was a hint of shock.

Where is this? How did I end up here?

The red desert! It's incredible.

Looking up at the sky, it is even more unbelievable, there are nine fiery red suns in the sky, they are lined up, scorching the earth, it is not surprising, as far as the eye can see, in addition to the red desert, it is still a red desert.

On the desert, there is no living thing, not even a single dead grass, it seems that this scene has been present here for I don't know how many years.

And high in the air, from time to time, monsters swept by, emitting bursts of piercing screams.

This is a six-winged monster with a eagle head and a horse body, which Xiang Qi has never seen before. And their size, Xiang Qi roughly estimated it, at least a few dozen feet.

Xiang Qi looked at the six-winged monsters passing by at high speed in the air with great curiosity, and wondered in his heart, why didn't they attack themselves? Didn't they find themselves? Or did they not bother to do this at all? You know, in this desert area where there is no grass, how can there be edible food?

However, Xiang Qi thought about it again, his idea was too naïve, with his current cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he had already achieved the valley, and it would be no problem not to eat or drink for a few years, and they must be the same.

The powerful spiritual pressure released by them made Xiang Qi convinced of their powerful strength, at least it was a third-level demon beast equivalent to the cultivation of a human cultivator in the Dan stage.

Thinking of Xiang Qi here, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately they were not interested in themselves, otherwise, even if he died thousands of times, I am afraid it would not be enough.

Xiang Qi no longer paid attention to this, but began to look for a way to get out of here.

With a "whoosh", Xiang Qi's whole body flew away and flew forward.

A day later, in the inexplicable desert, above a ravine as deep as a hundred feet, a gray figure swept by, which was Xiang Qi who was trying to escape from the red desert.

Ten days later, the wind swept up thousands of feet of red sand, and from the wild sand, a tall and thin figure flew out, it was Xiang Qi. He flew at full speed for more than ten days, during which he also used a slight thunder escape technique, but he was still in the red desert.

A month later, at the foot of a mountain of sand, there was a young man who was described as withered, and I saw that his face was sallow and full of red sand, and his robe had already been torn into strips by the wind, which could only cover his body.

This young man is none other than Xiang Qi.

After more than a month of extremely fast flight, his mana was close to exhaustion, and his divine thoughts were even more seriously damaged, and he really had no ability to continue.

This place is too big, boundless, and he may not be able to get out of this place despite the energy of his life.

As the saying goes, if you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't die. And now Xiang Qi's situation is even more difficult than this, he may never see the "Yellow River" that he has loved for a long time, and he has to forcibly suppress the "immortal heart". Die hard, not everyone can see the "Yellow River"!

There was no way, Xiang Qi had no choice but to let go of his humble and unrealistic dreams, return to this world full of cruelty and must be seen with his eyes wide open, calm down, and devote all his body and mind to cultivation.

Xiang Qi knocked on his slightly numb head a few times, and after a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, he sat down cross-legged and began a boring but meaningful cultivation.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

And under this mountain of sand made of red sand, the thin figure, like a statue, sat cross-legged and stood tall.

Three years passed, and the roaring wind swept up gusts of red sand and swept over the statue. After the storm had passed, everything was calm, and the statue was still standing, unspoken and motionless. The only thing that has changed is that the statue has grown several feet taller.

Ten years have passed......

In the next ten days, Xiang Qi sometimes inquired, sometimes found a quiet and hidden place, meditated cross-legged, and practiced qi. 56 Library's new website: .

On this day, I saw Xiang Qi patting the storage bag on his waist, and a palm-sized white jade slip flew out of it, which was the jade slip that recorded the cultivation method of the Thunder Escape Technique. This is the trophy obtained by Xiang Qi by killing the old man Huang Can during the trip of the Shen Guoliu faction.

If you cultivate the Thunder Escape Technique to the fullest, you can increase the speed of the Thunder Escape Technique several times out of thin air, and in the past month, as soon as Xiang Qi has free time, he will take out the Thunder Escape Technique to participate in the cultivation of it. Now, for the cultivation of the Thunder Escape Technique, he has already started. If he could really cultivate the Thunder Escape Technique to the point of achieving a slight success, and pass through the Fufang Mountain safely, he would be able to increase his confidence by three percent out of thin air.

Next, I saw Xiang Qi put the white jade slip on the center of his eyebrows, and read through the Thunder Escape Technique again.

This thunder escape technique is very simple to explain, it is a spell that converts mana into the power of thunder and lightning, and then propels the monk to fly. And this transformation process naturally requires a strong divine mind as a support.

Perhaps, Xiang Qi's divine thoughts are far beyond the same level, which is why he is so handy in cultivating the Thunder Escape Technique. In just over ten days, he got started, and he still had some hints of cultivating a little success.

I saw Xiang Qi suspended in the void, his eyes slightly closed, his palms relatively flat on his chest, and streams of pure mana swimming back and forth between his palms.

And as he spat out the word "Hua", pushed his palm forward, a fist-sized white ball of light flew out quickly, and suddenly stopped at a distance from Xiang Qizhang, with a low sound of "bang", the white ball of light exploded, and countless white points of light scattered in all directions.

And at this time, a rather strange scene happened.

I saw that between these countless points of light, they were connected by countless white silk threads, and at the same time, the void was accompanied by a strange sound of "Zizi". It was the power of thunder and lightning that was formed!

And as Xiang Qi spat out the word "disease", the power of thunder and lightning teleported to Xiang Qi's feet, and he actually supported his body and fled forward at great speed.

A quarter of an hour later, Xiang Qi's figure appeared in this temporary residence, his face full of satisfaction. After more than ten days of hard work, he finally achieved a level of cultivation in the Thunder Escape Technique.

And he mastered the Thunder Escape Technique, and flew with all his might, and his flight speed was more than twice that of the Wind Boots, which had been used to urge the flying magic weapon.

In addition to being excited, Xiang Qi would not be idle, and immediately devoted himself to the cultivation of refining the divine technique. I saw him sitting cross-legged, his hands folded, and he cultivated without distraction.

I don't know how long it took, a look of pain suddenly appeared on Xiang Qi's calm face, and his eyebrows shook up and down.

However, Xiang Qi had no intention of stopping his cultivation, but bit his lip tightly and insisted on cultivating.

At this moment, Xiang Qi only felt that his mind was stagnant, and he instantly lost his perception of the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth, and fell into a state of selflessness in a state of confusion.

It turned out to be "Li Fantasy" unexpectedly!

In the boundless sea of sand, a thin seven-foot man lay horizontally, and on his handsome face, a faint look of pain appeared. And in his clenched fists, sweat dripped nonstop.

Xiang Qi bit his lip fiercely, and Huo Di sat up. And in the eyes that opened, there were doubtful eyes from time to time, and there was a hint of shock.

Where is this? How did I end up here?

The red desert! It's incredible.

Looking up at the sky, it is even more unbelievable, there are nine fiery red suns in the sky, they are lined up, scorching the earth, it is not surprising, as far as the eye can see, in addition to the red desert, it is still a red desert.

On the desert, there is no living thing, not even a single dead grass, it seems that this scene has been present here for I don't know how many years.

And high in the air, from time to time, monsters swept by, emitting bursts of piercing screams.

This is a six-winged monster with a eagle head and a horse body, which Xiang Qi has never seen before. And their size, Xiang Qi roughly estimated it, at least a few dozen feet.

Xiang Qi looked at the six-winged monsters passing by at high speed in the air with great curiosity, and wondered in his heart, why didn't they attack themselves? Didn't they find themselves? Or did they not bother to do this at all? You know, in this desert area where there is no grass, how can there be edible food?

However, Xiang Qi thought about it again, his idea was too naïve, with his current cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, he had already achieved the valley, and it would be no problem not to eat or drink for a few years, and they must be the same.

The powerful spiritual pressure released by them made Xiang Qi convinced of their powerful strength, at least it was a third-level demon beast equivalent to the cultivation of a human cultivator in the Dan stage.

Thinking of Xiang Qi here, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately they were not interested in themselves, otherwise, even if he died thousands of times, I am afraid it would not be enough.

Xiang Qi no longer paid attention to this, but began to look for a way to get out of here.

With a "whoosh", Xiang Qi's whole body flew away and flew forward.

A day later, in the inexplicable desert, above a ravine as deep as a hundred feet, a gray figure swept by, which was Xiang Qi who was trying to escape from the red desert.

Ten days later, the wind swept up thousands of feet of red sand, and from the wild sand, a tall and thin figure flew out, it was Xiang Qi. He flew at full speed for more than ten days, during which he also used a slight thunder escape technique, but he was still in the red desert.

A month later, at the foot of a mountain of sand, there was a young man who was described as withered, and I saw that his face was sallow and full of red sand, and his robe had already been torn into strips by the wind, which could only cover his body.

This young man is none other than Xiang Qi.

After more than a month of extremely fast flight, his mana was close to exhaustion, and his divine thoughts were even more seriously damaged, and he really had no ability to continue.

This place is too big, boundless, and he may not be able to get out of this place despite the energy of his life.

As the saying goes, if you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't die. And now Xiang Qi's situation is even more difficult than this, he may never see the "Yellow River" that he has loved for a long time, and he has to forcibly suppress the "immortal heart". Die hard, not everyone can see the "Yellow River"!

There was no way, Xiang Qi had no choice but to let go of his humble and unrealistic dreams, return to this world full of cruelty and must be seen with his eyes wide open, calm down, and devote all his body and mind to cultivation.

Xiang Qi knocked on his slightly numb head a few times, and after a hint of helplessness appeared on his face, he sat down cross-legged and began a boring but meaningful cultivation.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

And under this mountain of sand made of red sand, the thin figure, like a statue, sat cross-legged and stood tall.

Three years passed, and the roaring wind swept up gusts of red sand and swept over the statue. After the storm had passed, everything was calm, and the statue was still standing, unspoken and motionless. The only thing that has changed is that the statue has grown several feet taller.

Ten years have passed......