There are very few forests in this world. At first glance, they are all pale yellow. Occasionally there are green ones, which are like the eyes of the earth, small and staring at the sky.

Qingyang's gray-haired appearance was surprising in the Taoist palace in this desert world. After he left here, Bibo's disciple in the Taoist palace said: "Master, he is the one who came from the Jianhe world.

Qingyang who came back from the middle? Why did he become like this? Is there some kind of curse? "

"No, he is just a half-dead man." Master Bibo said.

"A half-dead man? Master, what is a half-dead man? Is he seriously injured?" the disciple asked.

"No, his heart is already on the verge of death. If he can survive this life-and-death obstacle, then our Dao Palace will probably have an incredible person." Master Bibo said.

"The confusion of life and death, what is the confusion of life and death?" The disciple asked curiously.

"Ah, haha, I will tell you this later. You should go back to the Dao Palace now to find your Uncle Lingchen and ask him if he needs me to go back now." Master Bibo said.

"Yes, Master, I will go back right away." The disciple replied.

Master Bibo watched his disciple go back, but he slowly paced inside in deep thought. People who come from the Zhongyuan World always have everything in the Zhongyuan World in mind.

As for the people in these worlds, they have never taken them seriously. In their hearts, the people in these worlds are inferior to them.

Only those who have broken through the barrier of this world can be looked down upon by them. For people from this world, suddenly the barrier of the world is ascension.

Qingyang and Wuhui were walking on the earth, just like ordinary people walking, but his walking speed was not slow. There was a faint brilliance like water under his feet. Wuhui just followed Qingyang.

, every time Qingyang takes a step and disappears into the void, she also disappears with her.

Qingyang's body and mind were completely relaxed, which actually allowed him to realize the meaning of this world faster.

Since a practitioner embarks on the path of spiritual practice, his mind will never be loose and scattered. Even if it is scattered to feel the world, it is under his own control, not relaxed in the true sense. At this time, Qingyang is

That kind of big pine. The law of this world filled his heart like a trickle.

Originally, he only escaped one or two feet with one step. Slowly, the distance he escaped continued to increase, increasing to three feet, four feet, and five feet. After a while, the distance he escaped was no longer visible to the naked eye.

It can be seen.

When passing by a city, Qingyang saw that the people there were all strange. They were 70% human-like, but 30% not human-like. Their faces or bodies were not the same as those in Zhongyuan World.

People look the same.

Qingyang did not go in, but just watched their living habits from the air for a while.

"Are they humans?" Wuhui asked.

"It doesn't matter whether he is a human being or not," Qingyang replied.

"If they are human beings, they are our kind. If they are not human, if I kill them one day, I will not feel any burden." Wuhui said.

"Humans are just one type of intelligent beings. They are the same as humans." Qingyang said.

They didn't look much there. No matter what kind of creature they were, there would be rich and poor, and there would be levels within them. Finally, the two of them came to the sea of ​​yellow sand. When they spent a day finding the Tianyan Taoist Temple, what they saw was

It’s just a Taoist temple, and that Taoist temple

The roof has already collapsed. Qingyang can imagine that this Taoist temple built with sand must have cost Zhao Yuan and others a lot of effort. They must have wanted to build a Taoist temple here and practice with peace of mind, but at this time this Taoist temple

The road was buried by yellow sand.

The Taoist view is like this, but what about people? Are people still alive? What if they are dead? Even if they die and avenge them, they cannot be resurrected.

"If they had come to this world earlier, they would not have died." Wuhui said suddenly at this time. She looked at Qingyang's somewhat gloomy face. Before that, all she saw was an indifferent face, and everything was indifferent.

A face that doesn't care.

"Yes, if I had come earlier, nothing would have happened to them."

When he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the yellow sand under his feet. When he waved his hand again, the yellow sand that buried the Taoist temple under his feet flew up with his hand.

It was as if it was picked up by his hand and thrown into the air.

A huge roar sounded in the void, which was the sound of yellow sand being rolled up. In just a moment, the sky was filled with yellow sand, covering the sky and the sun. The yellow sand that buried the Taoist temple had been pulled out from the Taoist temple, leaving behind

A Taoist temple where yellow sand has condensed, but the Taoist temple still hasn't dispersed. Qingyang can clearly feel the spiritual power condensed on all sides of the wall.

Qingyang's body flashed and he had already arrived at the Taoist temple, but there was not a single body there. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he had already arrived at the top of the Taoist temple. Looking up, he found that the Taoist temple was surrounded by people.

A kind of half-human, half-insect monster, different from humans, but one can tell at a glance that they are also intelligent creatures.

The moment he saw this Taoist temple, the gloom and coldness in Qingyang's heart rippled. However, when he saw the sandworms surrounding him, anger surged in his heart, because among them

Several sandworms were holding heads, arms or feet in their hands.

"Outsiders, you are with them, go back as soon as possible, otherwise, he will be your fate." As the voice fell, a head was thrown out.

That was not Zhao Yuan's head, but Qingyang clearly remembered that he was a disciple of Tianyan Palace.

This man's name is Jiuling. He is a man of few words and has average cultivation talent. However, he is a disciple of Tianyan Hall, a disciple of Tianyan Hall.

"This is my junior brother, a disciple of my Tianyan Palace. Did he just die like this?" Qingyang's inner lake that was originally just filled with ripples suddenly ignited with fire.

"You kill them..." Qingyang said coldly to the Sandworm who was guarded by many Sandworms. Although all the Sandworms were the same, he was the only one wearing a withered yellow cloak.

"All outsiders will die." The voice came out like sand rubbing against each other.

"Is there anyone alive?" Qingyang asked in a low voice, his voice full of solemnity.

"Hehe... Of course there are people alive. You outside monks are the best things in the fighting arena. You will be able to see them soon." The hoarse voice of the cloaked sandworm man spoke in the void.

Vibration.

But what greeted him was a piece of quiet lightning. The lightning fell from the nine heavens and turned into thousands of rays the moment it was about to fall to the ground. With Tianyan Taoist Temple as the center, it covered all the sandworms like an umbrella.
Chapter completed!