Chapter 388: A Trip to the Desert
This desert is full of dangers, coupled with the fact that there are many exotic beasts, and the energy is thin, but there is nothing else in the yellow sand. Therefore, the vast majority of cultivators will not be stupid and put themselves in danger. There are also some strong adventurers similar to the earth, but from ancient times to the present, there have been countless adventurers, but none of them have a person, a beast, or a thing, and then walked out of the desert.
Ren Qianxun is different from others, now that the Taoist clone has been promoted to cross the tribulation, his spiritual power has increased greatly, and with the art of Zhou Tian of the Great Dream, his spiritual power radiates half of the heavenly family, which is not difficult. Before Ren Qianxun attacked the south, he had been using his big dream to explore the south over and over again, and naturally, this desert had never been missed. Just in the middle of the investigation, he made a shocking discovery.
A moment later, Ren Qianxun was still dressed in a black robe and came not far from the desert. Although it is not a desert, it also has a high temperature of several hundred degrees, and the scorching temperature, there is not a single grass left here, and it is not an environment where mortals can live. Of course, cultivators will not come to this desolate place where energy is thin.
There was a village in the vicinity, with hundreds of houses, which seemed to be a branch of a small tribe. Ren Qianxun walked slowly, seemingly slowly and fast, and to outsiders, he seemed to be taking a leisurely walk, but his speed had already surpassed the speed of a low-level cultivator.
"It seems that this village has been abandoned for a hundred years. Many houses are on the verge of collapse. Ren Qianxun said secretly in his heart. "These are just ordinary houses, a hundred years ago, they should have been inhabited by mortals. At that time, it was not so hot. Is the desert constantly expanding?"
"I see. Hahaha!" Ren Qianxun suddenly burst out laughing, he seemed to understand something. "It's so different, I'd like to see it. ”
After finishing speaking, the black-robed Ren Qianxun embodied the world, the power of a small world, and the short-term shattered space to achieve short-distance teleportation.
His figure had just disappeared into the area. There was a person wearing linen and filial piety, seeing that his cultivation was impressively at the level of returning to the void, he mustered up his strength and shouted towards the place where Ren Qianxun left: "That fellow Taoist, leave slowly." The desert forbidden area is full of dangers, so you and I can go together. ”
As soon as this person's words came out, Ren Qianxun disappeared. The cultivator who was wearing linen and filial piety instantly used his spiritual power to detect, and in the desert hundreds of miles away, he suddenly found a black shadow, and in less than a moment, the black shadow seemed to disappear out of thin air.
"How is that possible? It's not difficult for a high-level cultivator to move a hundred miles in an instant, but I didn't notice him moving at high speed at all, as if he was jumping from one place to another out of thin air. The cultivator who wore linen and filial piety had a look of horror on his face, and he exclaimed.
"Daddy, Grandma, bless the child. The cultivator who wore linen and filial piety muttered to himself, his demeanor and tone were extremely resolute. He looked at the yellow sand and the boundless desert in front of him, and settled down. His cultivation was not enough to resist the ban on the void, so he could only infuse his spiritual power into his whole body and march towards the depths of the desert at a uniform speed.
The black-robed Ren Qianxun, with the power of the small world, teleported, every moment is hundreds of miles, but for the desert within a radius of tens of millions of miles, this distance is still insignificant.
Ren Qianhiro's advantage over others is that he can break through the air, and his spiritual power can cover the entire desert. He flew in mid-air, ignoring the treacherous terrain on the desert ground, and walked in the nearest straight line towards the center of the desert, which saved too much time and trouble.
There was a loud earth-shattering sound, hundreds of miles ahead, the earth's crust shook, like an earthquake, and the yellow sand within hundreds of miles was shaken in mid-air. The wind blows the sand, and it is a strange sight. The wind and sand are flying all over the sky, and these sands, as if they have spirituality, gather together with a special law, and after a while, the sand and gravel actually gather into a sand giant thousands of feet high.
The thousand-foot-tall giant, waving his huge fist, said to Ren Qianxun in a cold tone: "Intruder, retreat to the desert, my sand god will not kill you." ”
"Pretending to be a ghost. and claim to be gods in vain. You think you can really cheat this seat. Ren Qianxun said coldly. He knew very well in his heart that this was not a sand psychic and a giant, but a ghost made up by an alien species.
I don't know when, with the blood sword in his hand, Ren Qianxun poured the blood sword with the power of a small world, and instantly slashed out a shocking blood-colored sword, more than a thousand zhang long, and smashed the sand giant in a blink of an eye. The air was full of gravel, and it seemed that it was about to reorganize again, but the illusory small world circulated a colorful halo, and in this area, the power of the small world was everywhere, and those gravel were suppressed to the ground.
Ren Qianhiro opened the illusory small world to the extreme, and seven mystical powers erupted from the spirit body, unfolding the mystical escape technique, and traveling at an incredible speed.
With the kung fu of tea, Ren Qianxun entered the core of the desert, but his speed couldn't help but slow down a few points. As far as the eye can see, in the desert, groups of strange beasts, densely packed, I am afraid that there are hundreds of giants, carefully identify, these strange beasts have dozens of species. But these desert beasts of different races are unusually harmonious, and there is no fighting.
Immediately after, from the deepest part of the desert, countless black spots shot out. The black dots are getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more of them, and when they come closer, there are hundreds of thousands of sand eagles. These sand eagles are naturally not mortal beasts, they are all psychic, comparable to low-level cultivators.
"You want to crush me with quantity?" Ren Qianxun chuckled and said playfully: "In the way of the other, give back to the other." Then I'll crush you with numbers. ”
After finishing speaking, the air around Ren Qianxun began to vibrate violently, and bursts of sword groans rushed straight into the sky. Floating lights, sword lights, appeared out of thin air, dense, overwhelming, countless.
"Double Small Consummation Sword Formation!"
Ren Qianxun said coldly. His mind was divided into millions, and at the same time he drove countless sword lights. The sword light was like a soldier, orderly, but in a moment, one up and down, two sword light arrays were formed. You must know that Ren Qianxun has hundreds of millions of sword lights to form a small consummation sword array, and now the sword lights form two large arrays, which means that there are two million sword lights.
An hour later, the two small consummation sword formations suddenly stopped, and two million sword lights stood in place, not moving. As far as the eye can see, the blood stains thousands of miles, and the desert loess is actually dyed with three points of blood. The desert suddenly filled with boundless blood.
Ren Qianxun's eyes were piercing, his edge was better than a million sword lights, he overlooked the desert land, and only saw the corpses of a million and hundreds of thousands of desert beasts. Ren Qianxun's sword light was sharp, like an immortal soldier, and the sword moves of the two million sword lights were different, and they formed a large array. One hour of unilateral slaughter, one hundred hundred thousand desert beasts were wiped out.
At this time, he held the blood sword in his hand, and countless blood demons poured out of the blood sword, and the blood spurts into the desert loess and began to devour the corpses of a million and hundreds of thousands of foreign beasts. Ren Qianxun stood there quietly waiting for the blood sword to devour. Before that, the blood sword was already far superior to ordinary top-grade spiritual weapons, and it was only one step away from the top-grade spiritual weapons. This time, the blood sword devoured the corpses of millions of strange beasts, and I am afraid that I will be promoted