The disaster that had disappeared for fifteen years has reappeared in everyone's sight today.

For a moment, the sand city was in a turmoil, and millions of warriors stepped into the vast desert, but unexpectedly, in just half a day, a lot of bad news came, and a group of warriors were swallowed by yellow sand and ferocious beasts, and the entire sand dune was stained with blood.

Even so, countless warriors are still heading towards the disaster land, with a vast team, and compose tragic epics. It is regrettable, and they also lament the desire for the peak of martial arts.

Half a month has passed.

Inside the special training room.

"broken!"

Finally, he shouted softly, and Ye Chen's body passed by in the air, moving and light, leaving no trace when he tapped the ground. It was the exquisiteness of "Treading the Snow Without Trace".

His fist burst out in the air and hit the practice stake heavily.

Click!

An extremely deep fist mark was printed on the practice stance, and the dark force burst out. The extremely hard practice stance shook a few times in the air, and finally split into two and fell to the ground.

The true energy slowly merged into the body, and Ye Chen was extremely satisfied with his improvement.

After half a month of hard practice day and night, Ye Chen finally practiced "Nine Heavens Hunyuan Jue" to the perfect state, and successfully entered the late stage of the first level of the True Dao, with the 30% solidity in his body.

The improvement of cultivation has given Ye Chen a new understanding of all martial arts. The most gratifying thing is that he can now condense two hundred ancient formation patterns, and even after activating the "Void Spiritual Array", he will not be exhausted.

"After so long, I should have set out."

When Ye Chen walked out of the training room, his breath suddenly changed and he turned into a burly middle-aged man.

Walking on the street, you can still see the warriors preparing to go to the disaster land, but the number is much smaller. After more than half a month of treasure hunting, countless warriors in the sand city were killed and injured, and tens of thousands of people were buried in the desert.

In the face of such a terrifying death rate, many warriors were born.

Putting it back in the courtyard, Ye Chen saw the note left by Bi Yao, smiled helplessly, and decided to wait for a moment.

Three days later.

Bi Yao also returned to the courtyard. After more than ten days of hard practice, her aura was significantly enhanced. After a little look, she was promoted from the sixth level of martial arts to the eighth level of martial arts.

Such terrifying speed also shocked Ye Chen. He is worthy of being a guy with natural eye skills, and his talent is perverted.

"In the past few days, I have collected some information from the Sand City. Now the eight major forces have blocked the entire Tiemu Desert. Tianfen Pavilion and the Assassination Alliance are still eyeing the disaster. However, there is good news, that is, they have not found the correct location of the Dragon Cave." Ye Chen handed the information in his hand to Bi Yao for review.

Bi Yao's eyes showed disdain: "The Dragon Cave is the core of the disaster land, and there are many natural and dangerous places around it. If there is no detailed and accurate map, it is almost not much different from seeking death. Let's clean up and set off immediately after dark."

Ye Chen really had this intention. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly turned to the side of the courtyard.

"who!"

As his eyes narrowed, Ye Chen immediately took out Dayu's bow, raised the strings of the sharp arrow, and a dazzling light of fire passed through the air.

A true soul palm appeared in the air, slapped the arrow into pieces. Immediately, a faint smile came into the ears of the two people. Outside the gate of the courtyard, an old man walked in slowly. It was Mr. Mo.

"It's you?" Ye Chen frowned. He didn't have much friendship with Mr. Mo. He came today, so why?

Mr. Mo walked up to Ye Chen, looked down at Dayu Bow, and kept praising: "The domineering longbow and sharp archery skills. I didn't expect that in addition to having amazing talents in the Yuan formation, you are also a sharpshooter. I have never heard Wu Zichuan's little slip-on talk about this."

Wu Zichuan?

Ye Chen was stunned and said in surprise: "Who are you? What does it have to do with Wu Zichuan?"

"For formal introduction, I call Mo Yun, who is the elder of the inner sect of Tengmu Pavilion, who manages the city-shaking formation of the sand city. As for Wu Zichuan, I am a friend of his age. Half a month ago, he asked me to take good care of a little guy named Ye Chen. Although you used some kind of disguise technique, I can confirm your identity from the aura of the formation pattern on your body."

Mr. Mo's tone was very plain, as if he was a kind old man. He flicked his fingers slightly, and countless array patterns covered the entire courtyard, and an isolated array was arranged, making it difficult for people outside to peer at the situation inside.

Hearing Mr. Mo's words, Ye Chen suddenly realized.

No wonder Mr. Mo helped him stand out in the trading hall. It turned out that he accepted Wu Zichuan's entrustment, which made a trace of warmth flow in Ye Chen's heart.

"Boy Ye Chen, thank you for your help." Ye Chen bowed slightly. He would remember everyone who helped Ye Chen. He would repay the kindness of a drop of water. He still understood this truth.

Mr. Mo waved his hand and smiled and said, "It's just a little work, don't take it to heart. I was outside the courtyard just now and heard that you two were going to go to a disaster place. This trip is full of difficulties. You must be careful, especially the people from Tianfen Pavilion and the Assassination Alliance. If they discover it, they will definitely not let you go."

After saying that, he took out a few scrolls and placed them lightly on the table, lined up in a row, all of which were full of information and information about the eight major forces during this period, and everything was clearly recorded.

Ye Chen was a little surprised. He thought that Mr. Mo would stop them from going to the disaster land. After all, the disaster land was too dangerous, and more than 10,000 warriors were killed or injured. Even if they were called Jedi, it would not be an exaggeration.

Mr. Mo continued: "Little guy, although I don't know why you have to go to a disaster place, I believe that there must be your reason to do this. Remember my words and leave the green mountains and don't worry about losing firewood. When you encounter some setbacks, you might as well take a few steps back. When you have the ability, it's not too late to take action. Don't act irritably."

"Keep the green mountains here, and you will not worry about the lack of firewood." Ye Chen murmured and nodded heavily: "Kid remember Mr. Mo's warning."

"That's good." Old Mo smiled with relief, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Biyao. He was about to speak, but he sighed again and said slowly: "It's getting late. When night falls, you can set off. I will cover you in secret. Don't leave immediately. Once you meet the Tianfen Pavilion and the Assassination Alliance, don't leave immediately. Don't act irritating."

After saying this, Mr. Mo walked towards the courtyard gate, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

"Can you believe this Mr. Mo?"

Bi Yao turned her head and looked at Ye Chen. The look of Mr. Mo looking at her just now seemed full of deep meaning, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"It should be." Ye Chen was not sure and whispered: "But no matter what, we are imperative to Dragon Cave. Anyone who dares to stand in front of me will kill him."

The dragon cave is related to the blood of the holy beast, and the blood of the holy beast is related to whether Ye Chen can have a mutant body, and it also represents the expectations given by thousands of genius teenagers who died in the Huangquan Camp.

Ye Chen must not retreat during this trip.

At night, the entire sand city became quiet. In the corner where no one noticed, two black shadows suddenly rushed out and climbed over the city wall at a very fast speed, and immediately merged into the night.

Feeling the cold night wind passing by in his ears, Ye Chen looked into the distance and looked at the endless iron-mu desert, and a fiery look suddenly appeared in his heart: "The operation to seize the blood of the holy beast has officially begun!"
Chapter completed!