Bai Lang ran wildly, his long legs flying like windmills, and behind him was a long trail of smoke and dust. He opened a mile of distance from the people behind him, neither too long nor too short - if the opponent had a high Qing Gong, he would
A situation where you can catch up with just a breath of your hand, and pull away with a breath of relief.
"It's also strange. There must be masters of internal and external scenes among these forces. Wouldn't I be disappointed if one of them was sent here?" Bailang could still think about this all the way, because he gradually understood that the other party did not seem to have any intention of treating him.
Meaning, of course, if he stops, the other party won't mind doing anything to him...
This guy let out a long breath. Don't think about anything else now. Let's run... The chase and escape lasted for two days and one night. The white water aura was long and the body was strong. He didn't sleep for only two days without sleeping.
Stopping and running away is nothing, and those who are chasing him are also innate masters, so this little consumption is also nothing - there is no fight, just running away, which means nothing to everyone.
So they "escorted" Bailang to the national border - half a day ago, the surroundings were already covered with long stretches of yellow sand. Yes, Bailang chose the wrong direction. The direction he was heading towards was the Gobi desert in the north, which is the land of Yi and Di.
As long as Bailang crosses a few passable mountain pass oasis checkpoints, he will have left the border of Dayan.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Bailang was safe and sound or crashed to death on the checkpoint, everyone could go home. Although they were not physically tired, after chasing for two days and one night, everyone was a little bit bored and depressed mentally.
Ah. The level is a majestic city. There are many masters in it, and there are special spells in the city - yes, it is a spell that Bailang has not come into contact with yet. There are even fewer people who can practice it, but in terms of power and effectiveness
It is not higher than martial arts, but in the end, after practicing it, we will reach the same destination as the masters of martial arts - everyone will become immortals and gods.
Those who practice magic are called immortals, while those who practice martial arts are called spiritual beings.
Bailang was also an expert, so he rushed directly to the Gobi desert without thinking - this place stretches for thousands of miles, and it would be difficult for an expert to get out alive if he didn't know the way. It was not only the harsh Gobi desert, but also the ever-changing celestial phenomena and the terrifying things in the Gobi.
The ferocious beasts and evildoers who fled here.
Even the masters of interior and exterior scenes must be careful about the celestial phenomena here. The same is true for the ferocious beasts here. However, the evil people here are generally of innate standards. Serious people are all in the right way. Breaking in without the right way is equivalent to the same.
If you give up certain rights, the people at the gate will naturally not care about it.
So Bailang crossed the border safely, and the people who were chasing him stopped. Six and a half people in the hall released a strange bird - it was vivid but it was indeed a machine beast. The bird circled for a few times and then turned into a monster.
The stream of light flew towards the depths of the Gobi. Then these people went their separate ways - the people from Weiwei Mansion went to the border pass, while the people from Jinfeng Xiaoyulou and Liufenbantang were preparing to return in two ways. It can be imagined that these two people on the way
Passers-by will definitely be attacked in various ways by personnel sent by the other party. It is hard to say whether they can go back unharmed.
Bailang happily rushed into the desert. He had nothing on him except clothes and a little gold and silver, and he had no map at hand. Such a person who didn't take the main road and rushed into the Gobi would have died as many as he could, but who made him?
As for innate masters, innate masters who have achieved physical success have enough confidence to be self-sufficient.
It’s not that there is no water in the Gobi, but the water exposed on the ground is either salty and inaccessible or contains all kinds of weird poisons. Only the weird creatures living in the Gobi can drink some of the water, and non-toxic water sources are simply the most important here.
A precious treasure - one of a kind.
Harmless oases will be formed around such water sources. Each of these oases will form a road, and each oasis must have a powerful person who becomes the owner of the oasis, earning a lot of money from the fees paid by passing business travelers.
There are such oases in the depths of the Gobi, but if they are not on the main road, they will become lawless places. Those evildoers who have committed crimes and those who cannot survive will gather there and try to plunder the desert in groups.
A life of business travel on the road.
Bailang's body is strong, and he can last for a long time if he is short of water, but he doesn't like drinking salt brine or poisonous water - it is not good to treat his own mouth badly, and his golden bell is not invulnerable to all poisons.
——He feels that he has not arrived yet, just a little bit. Most of the poisonous water should be ineffective on him, but what if it is a small part? Besides, the taste is too bad, wait until we find a sweeter poisonous water.
Bailang ran in the scorching sun above his head. He didn't know which direction the oasis was. Anyway, he would definitely be able to get out if he kept walking in one direction. After all, he was much better than Nathan Monkey. That guy dropped a plane into the desert to get it.
You can't find water or roads with a useless AK...
There is a pool in front of you. What is very strange is that the water is a brown liquid emerging from the top of the rock on one side. It flows along the stone into the stone pool below. The groove of the stone does not overflow, maybe it is.
Are there any other holes for water to drain away? "Brown water." Bailang muttered. There were really no animal footprints around, but there were some similarly brown plants growing on the wet ground next to the stone trough. Bailang couldn't recognize them.
What.
"Do you want to give it a try?" Bailang looked at it for a long time, and finally decided to give up - what if it was a poison that he couldn't handle. Just when he was about to leave, the ground suddenly shook, "Huh?"
The guy transformed and dodged, and then he saw dust flying, and a big mouth full of sharp teeth that looked like flower petals rushed up from the ground and bit it into nothing.
Bailang stood aside and saw this thing clearly. It was a fleshy worm, as thick as a water tank, and more than two feet long. Based on the vibration, Bailang also noticed the length of this thing. The head of this worm was made of petals.
It had a three-petal mouth that opened like a flower. I couldn't see anything from my eyes or ears, but I did find that this thing had a lot of "hair" growing on its head.
"Is it because these hairs are used to sense vibrations?" Bai Lang murmured carefully. This thing may be extremely lethal to ordinary people, but for innate masters - it is almost like a mouse. Bai Lang flicked it casually, and the air was in his hands.
It was shaped by the force and turned into sharp wind bullets.
The skin of this thing was pressed down and made dents, but it was not broken by the wind bullet. Bailang's casual attack failed to achieve any success, so he said "Hey", "This thing is interesting." Bailang's attack was harder than a strong bow.
The power of the crossbow is almost equal to that of the Eight Ox Crossbow, but it can't penetrate this guy's skin. It seems that it is really a good leather armor material.
"I just don't know if this thing is to protect animals." Bailang muttered, and then he looked at his hand, and then at the retracting meat insect, and he was weighing whether to insert his hand in or hurt his hand.
Is it covered in pulp?
This chapter has been completed!