Gu Lingfeng waited outside the desert until noon the next day, but not even a single figure came out, let alone the Arbitration Kingdom's 100,000 forbidden troops and Tang Yan, not even the ghostly Wolf Fang appeared again.
It was surprisingly quiet inside, eerily quiet, and unusually quiet.
They suspected that the troops might have left from other directions, but after the war was over there needed to be at least some movement, not to mention that whether they wanted to leave the mountains, they had to pass through their area, so it was impossible for there to be no movement all day and night.
What happened inside?
How did the war end?
Where have the two half-saints gone? How many hundred thousand forbidden troops are left? Is the Sky Demon Bird Clan destroyed or surviving? What has the nine-star hunter Lang Ya done who has not been seen for more than ten years and whose whereabouts are mysterious?
Is Tang Yan dead or alive?
Doubts emerged in my mind one after another, echoing endlessly.
They couldn't find the answer because the desert... was too quiet... like a fiery hell that swallowed up all the intruding creatures.
Somewhere in the distant dense forest, Tang Yan sat cross-legged on a pile of thick and twisted old roots, closing his eyes and concentrating. He had been silent for a day. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and a line of scarlet blood extended from his left eye to his chin, dripping on his face.
Curled palms.
White face, red blood, vivid color difference, shocking.
He was very weak, his bloody clothes were in tatters, his pale face was a little sallow, and he looked very embarrassed. His whole body was scarred, and blood was still oozing from many places, but he was recovering very slowly. This situation can only mean that this time it is really
The foundation was damaged, the spiritual power consumed reached its limit, and even the Life Mist Infant lost its vitality.
Yesterday's eyes, which represented the new world of Nirvana, were actually oozing with blood, which showed how dangerous the situation was and how tragic the previous battle was.
hiss!
An iron-backed lizard the size of a black bear was foraging in the forest. Following the smell of blood, it approached the place where Tang Yan meditated and rested. Its scarlet tongue was spitting, and its strong body was covered with rock-like armor. It was majestic and indestructible to the human race.
Feeling of danger.
It stopped and stared at Tang Yan through the messy ancient trees, showing greed.
Tang Yan's noble aura was very clear, but his weakness was obvious. If he could be preyed upon, it would be a wonderful treasure for him.
Both blood and flesh and blood are great tonics.
But it was also a little strange. It didn't act rashly because the smell of blood in the air was too strong, and there was also the smell of a lot of rotting corpses. It moved its body forward and glanced at other areas. The light passed through the gaps in the branches and illuminated the forest. There were ten people nearby.
Several monster beasts were lying on the ground, scattered, as if sleeping peacefully, but there were fist-sized blood holes on the top of their heads, gurgling blood.
These monsters are huge in size, and even when they are dead, they still exude a violent aura.
The iron-backed lizard was alert to the surroundings and found no other dangers, and there were no signs of people or objects around.
Instead, the ground was sprinkled with blood in a very large circle. The monsters seemed to have died on the circle line.
After being surprised and hesitating for a long time, his attention fell on the target again, his long tongue flickered, and he suddenly exerted force and pounced towards Tang Yan.
But the moment it exploded and crossed the bloody circle, a black shadow passed past it like a ghost, and passed by in a flash without any fluctuations in spiritual power or any violent impact. The iron-backed lizard seemed to be suddenly
He suddenly drained his life, and fell to the ground with a loud thud. His strong body was just on the blood line, his head was facing inward, his body was limp, and his head was gurgling with blood.
The death state is exactly the same as other monsters.
From early morning to now, this weird attack and killing has lasted for a long time. That is to say, since Tang Yan sat there, and has continued until now, all the monsters that crossed the blood line died tragically immediately, and the scenes were surprisingly similar.
It's like a line between life and death, with hell inside!
Tang Yan is now deep in the mountains. Anyone who can freely hunt for food in this area not only has special skills, but also has his own way to avoid tracking and detection dangers. But now... they can't withstand the temptation and
The careful hunting ended with them sacrificing their lives.
Until the evening, a monster-level frost wolf died on the bloodline in the same posture, like a distinct mark, making this area a forbidden land, and no monster dared to set foot there.
Tang Yan's cultivation lasted for a day and a night, and he did not recover from his weakness until late at night and early in the morning. The wound was basically healed and his face regained some color. However, his left eye was too badly injured and was still closed tightly, and there was no more leakage.
Blood.
Looking back on the battle in the desert, I still remember it as tragic and tragic.
All the Arbitration Kingdom's 100,000 forbidden troops were destroyed. Brooklyn was turned into spiritual source liquid and was swallowed by the leader of the Sky Demon Bird Clan. The remaining Martial Lords and Martial Kings were all turned into spiritual source liquid and eaten by the Sky Demon Birds.
After the First World War, more than half of the Sky Demon Bird Clan was lost, but the harvest was huge. The spiritual source fluid was enough for them to undergo a new round of growth, turning the desert into a true Jedi.
Tang Yan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, stretched his stiff and painful limbs, and took out a dark green bead from the golden lock, which was as big as a walnut and was covered with fine lines.
This is not a treasure, but... spiritual source fluid!
A piece of spiritual source liquid obtained from refining the old master of the ancient city of Agung.
Surprisingly, after the refining was successful, it was not formed in the form of a liquid, but a solid, very hard, but crystal clear and filled with a thin cyan mist. It was the mist-shaped spiritual power that wrapped around it.
And if you look closely, you will find that the surface is covered with slight lines.
"How far is it from here to the Crow's Nest Abyss?" Tang Yan put away this precious semi-saint level spiritual source fluid, looked at the dark surroundings, and felt the darkness before dawn.
After the fierce battle, there was a day and night of refining, and the consumption was huge, which can be called unprecedented. After leaving, it was another day and night of cultivation. Although the injury has not fully recovered, there is no need to deliberately meditate anymore, the Immortal Evolution Technique
It will recover on its own, regain energy, and regain vitality.
"The road ahead is very dangerous. There are many dangers from wild beasts. It will probably take half a day." A hoarse voice came from the darkness, drifting and empty, like a ghost whispering.
"Thank you for your hard work." Tang Yan noticed the smell of blood around him, and waved out a ghostly green fire, covering all the corpses of the monsters. It soon turned into spiritual source liquid, floating quietly in the air, exuding a crystal and charming light.
faint.
In the darkness, a figure floated past, silently, taking them away one by one.
Tang Yan lit a bonfire, took out a thousand-year-old ginseng and ate it as a meal, and at the same time called Victoria out of the golden lock: "We are about to go to the Crow's Nest Abyss, tell me everything you need to say, and your plan, I'm good
Be prepared."
Victoria looked at Tang Yan in surprise: "What's wrong with you? You have been fighting with the Xingpai Association until now? Have you figured out who instigated them? No prisoners were left?"
A series of questions came out, but Victoria was suddenly startled. From the corner of her eye, it seemed as if a green light flashed in the darkness in the distance.
When I thought about it carefully, there seemed to be a crystal light spot there just now, and then it was "extinguished" by something.
Is there anyone nearby??
"You don't need to think about these issues. Tell me what you know." Tang Yan chewed on the old ginseng and swallowed it in one gulp. A wave of heat swirled in his chest. By being refined and absorbed, it was very refreshing, and the severe pain in his body gradually eased. .
"Is there anyone?" Victoria asked cautiously.
"There are no people, there are ghosts." Tang Yan laughed strangely: "Tell me."
Victoria looked around. It was dark, and with the help of the firelight, the ancient trees were showing their claws, like some evil giant beasts. They looked very scary. "You should have heard that there are very few people on the mainland who specialize in repairing trees. Those who learn soul-based martial arts, even if they exist, must be from some super powers, such as the royal family of an ancient country, a forbidden land in a holy land, etc. Do you know why?"
"It is said that I will be arrested and killed?"
"That's right. This situation has existed since ancient times. Powerful soul warriors have often been hunted down. However, in the past hundred years, this situation has become the most obvious. It is simply killing them all. If there is no superpower to protect you, specializing in soul martial arts is just a waste. Taboo.”
Tang Yan remained silent and said, "Holy Holy Spirit Temple?"
"How do you know about the Holy Spirit Temple?" Victoria was even more surprised than Tang Yan.
"There's nothing strange about it. Are you saying that the mysterious force interested in Qianjie Soul-Resurrecting Flower is the Holy Spirit Temple?"
"Yes, that's them. The Thousand Knot Soul-Reviving Flower is a treasure, but for most people, it can be classified as a 'rare treasure' at most. Its usefulness is not very great, but for soul-type warriors, it is enough to make a A half-saint would risk his life for it." After Victoria finished speaking, she was still very surprised: "How come you are dealing with the Holy Spirit Temple? They do things very secretively, and only in recent years have they started to move openly."
"Continue talking about you. If the Holy Spirit Temple comes to snatch the Thousand Knot Soul-Reviving Flower, won't my chances of winning be even less?"
"No, it's bigger! The Holy Spirit Temple is full of soul warriors who practice soul martial arts. Their souls are very powerful. They can resist the attack of the four-winged white crow, and they can also survive without the body.
If they take action, there is a 80% certainty that they can bring Qianjie Soul-Returning Flower out of the Soul-Returning Road. All we need to do is wait for them to leave successfully, and then take the opportunity to take action."
"Take action? What action? Should I fight against a group of them by myself?"
"You are usually very smart, why are you so stupid today? The four-winged white crow is probably guarding the Thousand Knot Soul Resurrection Flower, and will it be easily taken away by them? It will definitely be a bloody battle. All you have to do is... look for an opportunity. !Seize another chance!”
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