About half an hour later, a figure shot out from the flying sand, and the turmoil on the sand dunes gradually subsided.

Di Shiyuan's body slammed hard on the sand. After a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth, he stood up from the ground silently, his eyes still cold, looking at the huge monster.

Ke Ke Ke...

The monster screamed, shook its hideous head, and then shook it a few times the next second, and fell straight down.

It was not until this time that a little smile appeared on the corner of Di Shiyuan's mouth, and he finally defeated the monster.

Di Shiyuan walked slowly over, stood in front of his hideous head and said coldly, "I said I will step on you."

After saying that, Di Shiyuan raised his foot and stepped on the hideous big head.

Ke Ke Ke...

The monster wanted to struggle, but there was no way, because this person was stronger than it. The beast's instinct told it that struggling again might lead to death.

Moreover, there was a breath that made it feel a little familiar, a breath that was very similar to that terrifying existence.

Di Shiyuan glanced at him coldly and said lightly, "For you to protect my ancestors for many years, I will not kill you."

Di Shiyuan took his feet away and then walked towards the hole in the sand dune.

Without hesitation, he jumped in directly. The monster also dragged his injured body and slowly squirmed over it, slowly drilling into the cave. A gust of wind and sand blew, calming the devastation here, and returning everything to peace, as if nothing had happened.

Di Shiyuan walked into the cave, sat down and coughed lightly, coughing out a mouthful of blood foam.

He also suffered a considerable injury in the battle just now, but the pride in Di Shiyuan's bones did not allow him to show a look of pain.

After sitting cross-legged, Di Shiyuan slowly breathed out and began to regulate his body, allowing the messy spiritual power to gradually calm down.

After a while, a shadow appeared in the cave, and asked with a kind voice, "Are you injured again?"

Di Shiyuan slowly opened his eyes, saw the illusory shadow, and said lightly, "No obstacle."

He vomited blood and said it was okay, and this temperament was really stubborn.

The shadow laughed, "I won't even scream when I swallow it in my stomach. I have the same personality as me, and I am a descendant of my Di Tian, ​​hahaha..."

A series of laughter sounded, and the illusory shadow also trembled slightly, and it was not difficult to feel the joy of his mood.

Di Shiyuan raised his hand and wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and then whispered, "Old ancestor, now I have defeated that monster. Is it considered that I have officially entered the spiritual master realm?"

"Think, why don't you count? You can defeat a spirit beast that is enough to match the spiritual master realm. But a mere little spiritual master is not good. As a descendant of my Emperor Tian, ​​you must at least have the cultivation level of the Spirit King realm to force yourself. Don't be lazy and continue to practice."

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Di Shiyuan did not hesitate at all and dragged his body that had just been injured and began to practice.
Chapter completed!