These people feel extremely disappointed and unwilling. No one is willing to take risks in that death zone, but no one is willing to let go easily.
It is a holy medicine after all!
"Maybe... that medicine is not far away from transforming into a magic medicine. I seem to have seen its appearance in some ancient book. It must have a lot of background." An old man with strong cultivation level was so sad, even though it was ahead of him.
The sight was extremely scary, but I couldn't help but look left and right, hoping to find traces of the medicinal plant.
Later, some people had no choice but to give up and did not dare to take risks easily, but more strong people, especially those who were confident in their own strength, chose to grit their teeth and move forward.
In the blink of an eye, these pursuers have been divided into several large groups. Some people sighed and were unwilling to give up and went to look for opportunities elsewhere. Those who took the risk carefully walked towards the death penalty zone, but there were still
Some people choose to stay put and stay put.
"ah!"
But less than a few minutes later, a shrill scream could be heard from the desert with flying yellow sand, which was horrifying.
Then the blood mist floated in the yellow sand, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
Whether they were standing there or those who had turned around and left, they couldn't help but gasp, secretly glad for their choice.
As for those who have stepped into the forbidden zone of death, they are even more severely affected, and some people are scared to death.
Just now, they witnessed monks dying in front of them. Those people died very strangely. Some were suddenly swallowed up when they were close to some invisible cracks, and some were killed by a strange "wind".
"If it is scraped, it will be smashed to pieces.
Everyone understood that it was not an ordinary crack, nor was it wind, but a terrifying crack in the space plane and the devouring power, or the power of separation, that diffused from those terrifying cracks.
That kind of power is extremely terrifying. It has reached a height that affects the laws of the plane. Even if you have an indestructible body, you can't resist it.
After experiencing many difficulties and the threat of their companions being killed, some people finally chose to give up and did not dare to swim in this muddy water again.
"What kind of restricted area is that? It's simply a hell on earth..." The frightened descriptions of those who escaped made those who were hesitant even more afraid to take risks easily.
Such is the situation, there are not a few people who have entered the Death Gobi, and there are many truly capable and powerful people among them.
These people used their own methods and even brought secret treasures from the clan, trying their best to travel through the forbidden area of death.
From the beginning to the end, they could sense the breath of the magical medicine, which meant that their direction was correct and the medicine must still be nearby.
About half a day later, a group of people hurriedly appeared on the outskirts of the Death Desert. Then, without listening to the dissuasion of the people around them, Leng Yi decisively broke into the yellow sand in the sky.
"Huh? Isn't the young man who took the lead just now the proud man from the Holy Court known as the Lesser Saint..."
After the group of people entered, someone suddenly made such a startling sound, seeming to recognize the origin of that group of people.
"Yes, it is indeed Ya Sheng Ling City!"
"I didn't expect that even the little holy king's brother was here and found out about this place so quickly."
Soon, the identity of the leader just now was confirmed, and he was indeed a dazzling figure among the younger generation of the Holy Academy.
Although Ling Cheng's name is not as highly respected as his elder brother, the Little Saint King, he is still an important figure among the young generation in today's monastic world.
And no matter where Ling Cheng appears, people will always unconsciously associate his actions with the Little Saint King, trying to understand the thoughts of the young leader.
Following Yasheng Lingcheng and his party, in the next few days, waves of people came to this place, each with a more famous name than the last.
"Look! That's Chen Hui, one of the three kings of Tianwenfang in Xianyuan. It seems that he was ordered to come here by Mo Wen."
"Oh my god! I'm not dazzled. Lan He and Xie Ning actually came together. These two influential figures in the Holy Court Huangtingyuan actually wanted to visit the Shenhuang District in person, as rumored, so quickly.
It just showed up.”
"Isn't it said that Huangtingyuan has been tracking the whereabouts of the alchemist recently? Why did it turn its attention here again?"
"Hiss... This is no longer important. Did you see that that person is Jing Lan, the eldest sister of Jingtai, the top figure in the Immortal Academy. It is said that this girl has close contacts with the Little Immortal King. Why is she here..."
In just a few days, the monks stationed near the entrance to the Death Gobi were able to watch a grand show.
Many ruthless people among the young generation in today's monastic circles have all appeared in public, and their backgrounds are quite astonishing.
In addition to influential figures such as Ling Cheng, Lan He, Xie Ning, Chen Hui, and Jing Lan, there are also some young talents whose identities are questionable, but whose aura and qualifications are jaw-dropping.
Among them, some people have attracted much attention. Previously, a group of handsome men appeared with outstanding appearance and temperament.
At the same time, the aura of life on their bodies is also extremely strong, which makes people think of the immortal tribe.
In the team of the Bulao tribe, someone saw a woman who was like a fish and a wild goose, and was shocked for a moment.
Later, some people speculated that the girl might be Qin Yuejiao, a key figure in the younger generation of the Burao clan.
This strange woman has no admiration for the two courtyards, but she has long been famous. She had promised to save face for the Bulao clan before, but now she is here. The matter is somewhat intriguing.
In addition to the people suspected of being Qin Yuezhen, there are also some people with more mysterious identities, and they exude the aura of monks from the Dharma-ending World.
By now, people in the world of cultivation have already learned some secrets, and the situation in the Dharma-ending World is far from as bad as they thought.
In that world, there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not only are there legendary "forbidden characters", but there are also a large number of ancient geniuses who have been sealed away. Now these people have entered the secret world. After the general environment has changed, they have also made their debut. Some people have already
Made a name for himself...
Three days later, a group of people, mainly members of the Spiritual Alliance, appeared with such great momentum that it was difficult for anyone to compare with the lineup, and they attracted a lot of attention.
After this large group of hundreds of people appeared, the monks who stayed in the nearby area all turned their attention to a tall figure wearing a fiery red robe among them.
The man had an extraordinary heroic appearance, a mysterious and elegant aura, and his whole body was full of extraordinary charm. Standing there, he seemed to stand out among the chickens, and he looked like a real dragon among people.
"Yanyao!" No one needs to introduce him. Many young people have already recognized this man's identity, and their eyes were filled with awe and passion for a while.
For many young monks in this world, a being like Yan Yao is somewhat unattainable. The title of Ancient Tianjiao already means that this person is already innately superior to many so-called wizards.
Even some of the older monks among the various groups were moved, and their eyes were full of surprise when they looked at the man.
"He is truly a god..." An old man exclaimed in a low voice, feeling the powerful aura of divine blood on his body.
As we all know, in this era, the gods of the past have long since withered away. Even for ethnic groups with ancient origins, their bloodline has no longer lived up to the quality of their ancestors. The so-called "gods" and "god blood" are more like topics in legends.
But at this moment, many old men can still feel the extraordinary qualities of this ancient genius of the Fire Spirit Tribe.
This son's divine blood may not have truly reached the point of returning to his ancestors and becoming a god, but it is definitely very close. In this era, it may be difficult to find another person to compare with.
Faced with the attention of so many people, Yan Yao remained as cold as ever. The vicissitudes of life in his eyes did not need to be deliberately revealed, but they already made people feel the ancient precipitation over the long years.
Perhaps in Yan Yao's eyes, the monks of this era are not of the same kind as him in time and space.
He was a person from the ancient era of cultivation. He was born when the civilization of cultivation was still brilliant. If his original vision were used in such an era of Dharma ending, he would naturally be born with arrogance.
"It seems that our movements are a bit slow..." Yan Yao smiled faintly and glanced around, knowing that he had a clear understanding of the situation here.
Hearing this, several of the cronies around him were a little embarrassed. In fact, their group could have arrived here earlier, at least they would not have arrived later than those from Blue River.
But on the way here, they heard that there were many members of the Spirit Alliance and heroes from all walks of life who admired the name of Brother Yanyao and wanted to join them, so they happily started recruiting.
In order to arrange the time for the meeting, their previous schedule was inevitably delayed. Now that Brother Yanyao said that, they thought he was accusing them of being too happy with their success.
But obviously, Yan Yao didn't care much about this. After he sighed, his eyes were already focused on the death penalty area ahead.
When looking at the terrifying Gobi desert, Yan Yao's reaction was surprisingly peaceful, as if the restricted area that everyone feared was not an unreachable dragon's den and a tiger's den in his eyes.
Yan Yao's next actions also reflected his unparalleled confidence. He waved his hands gently and said with a smile: "This place is a bit dangerous. There is no need for everyone to follow. Just pick a few good players to help explore the way. The others are outside.
waiting."
Many monks present secretly marveled that such a scary restricted area was only "somewhat dangerous" in the eyes of this ancient genius of the Fire Spirit Tribe and did not require much help. This kind of confidence was truly admirable.
But there is no doubt that behind such confidence, this person must also have unimaginable strength.
Moreover, some old men could sense that after Yan Yao arrived, there were several mysterious and powerful auras surrounding them.
That should be the protector of this ancient genius. With this person's identity, he must be surrounded by various escort forces arranged by relatives in the past.
Of course, Yan Yao is obviously not the only one who has hidden powerful people around him. Of the many ruthless people who have appeared before, almost none of them came alone.
Characters like Qin Yuejiao, Ling Cheng, Jing Lan, and Lan He are each the hope of the future of the ethnic group, and naturally they have the support of the most powerful resources of the ethnic group behind them...
While there was a lot of commotion outside, a figure was struggling to move forward in the yellow sand in the sky, always alert to the dangers around it. The howling wind and the empty background made this figure appear slightly lonely.
Compared with those darlings of various ethnic groups, Yang Di's current situation is a bit like an ugly duckling.
He did not come from a monastic tradition, and he did not really join any monastery with an astonishing background. For a long time, he only had the silent support of his ancestors.
However, the ancestor of Yi Qilun was an oral alchemy furnace, which had long been ruined and could not provide any help at the military level.
Thinking about it this way, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand Yang Di's sadness and hardships along the way. He has been in a state of trance many times.
However, Yang Di has never complained. Even if he is forced to do this and can only risk his way into the death zone to escape, he is still quite optimistic.