Luo Zheng said as he took the desolate bone from the young man's hand and looked at it for a while.
In this wasteland made of bones, there are all kinds of bones. These bones are not afraid of the erosion of the energy of chaos, but there is nothing special about those bones.
Only the unique power contained in this desolate bone really made Luo Zheng curious.
But then again...
Whether it is the young man in front of him or those humans who have not opened their spiritual intelligence, they do not have advanced cultivation, but they are still not afraid of the energy of chaos.
Could it be that they are also considered "leapfrog creatures"? Are they also considered extraterrestrial demons?
Now was not the time to think about this. As soon as he put away the desolate bones, the young man cleverly got up from the ground and said, "The immortal can fly, can you take me out of here?"
Luo Zheng also needed to understand this weird place now, so he agreed without hesitation, grabbed the young man and flew forward.
"Do you often enter this place to pick up such desolate bones?" Luo Zheng asked.
The young man nodded, "Yeah!"
"It's still too dangerous for you here," Luo Zheng said lightly.
Those humans crawling on the ground are like ants to Luo Zheng, but they can easily kill this young man.
It doesn't seem worth it to fight for these desolate bones.
The young man smiled faintly, "I accidentally went too deep into the Eternal Wasteland this time! I used to be on the edge of the Eternal Wasteland! But now there are more and more people picking up bones, so I can only go deep into it.
Try your luck!"
It turns out that this place is called the Eternal Wasteland, Luo Zheng thought to himself, and then asked, "Are there many people like you who pick up waste bones?"
"Of course! This is what we make a living from!" the young man replied without any hesitation.
Luo Zheng asked along this topic and got a rough idea.
It turns out that there is a tribe on the edge of this eternal wasteland, and this young man belongs to that tribe.
If you want to become stronger here, you need to absorb the power from the desolate bones.
This young man has the same purpose.
However, although this eternal wasteland is huge, the desolate bones on the edge have been developed for countless years and have become difficult to find.
The young man took a huge risk to go deep into the depths of the eternal wasteland.
Of course, with this young man's foot strength, the so-called "depth" is not very deep in Luo Zheng's opinion.
Under the guidance of the young man, Luo Zheng flew forward along the eternal wasteland.
Soon after, the bones on the ground became increasingly sparse, exposing large areas of black soil, which should have reached the edge.
Just like what the young man said, the farther outside the Eternal Wasteland, the fewer the number of "yin people" there are.
In addition, Luo Zheng also saw some humans digging among these bones, apparently to find those desolate bones...
After flying out for a while, leaving the confines of the Eternal Wasteland, I finally saw a tribe that was neither big nor small.
"We're here!" The young man pointed at the tribe and said with a cunning look in his eyes, "Great Immortal, let's come down first!"
Luo Zheng accepted the young man's proposal.
People here don't seem to know how to fly in the air, so it would be too eye-catching for him to fly into the tribe with the young man like this.
In this unfamiliar environment, Luo Zheng must be careful.
After all, the extraterrestrial demons at the bottom of chaos can restrain the entire kingdom. The real strong ones at the bottom of chaos are probably more powerful than saints.
"Since all the immortals are here, please come and be a guest in my tribe," the young man said sincerely.
Luo Zheng nodded slightly, and then followed the young man to the tribe.
Unexpectedly, the two of them had just crossed the top of the mountain and approached the entrance of the tribe. A large group of burly men suddenly rushed out of the tribe!
These people were holding wooden sticks, iron forks, and stones, and rushed towards Luo Zheng and the young man with great force.
"Disaster! How dare you come back!"
"I've already said it, if you, this disaster star, still dare to return to our tribe!"
"Stop saying anything and get out of here!"
Their target is not Luo Zheng, but the young man next to Luo Zheng.
These people were yelling angrily and already rushing up...
Some waved sticks and iron forks, while others threw huge rocks at them.
The young man screamed strangely, and immediately hid behind Luo Zheng, his body still shivering, "Great Immortal, Great Immortal, help me, these people are trying to kill me!"
Luo Zheng glanced at the young man lightly. His expression, voice, and movements all looked very scared, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes...
It's hard to fake people's eyes, and this little guy wants to take advantage of himself.
The young man let himself land in advance in order to prevent these people from seeing that he could fly through the air, so these people in the tribe dared to rush up unscrupulously.
Luo Zheng's brows have wrinkled.
Even so, facing the group of people rushing over, he gently raised his hand, and wisps of invisible power origin condensed.
"Swish, swish, swish..."
The stone flying through the air suddenly turned into a puff of powder.
But those who were wielding sticks and iron forks felt that their hands were empty, and their weapons had also turned into a pile of dust.
"The Great Immortal is so powerful! The Great Immortal helps me teach them a lesson. These stinky guys bully me every day and let them have a taste of it!" The disguised fear on the young man's face has completely disappeared, and his eyes are full of excitement.
The faces of these men suddenly became very ugly.
When they saw the young man bringing back a stranger, they didn't take it seriously. They didn't expect that this man was so powerful and even helped the young man.
"You, who are you?"
"Why do you want to help this disaster star?"
The first man with a flat head stared at Luo Zheng and asked.
Luo Zheng said calmly: "I have no intention of helping him, but if there is anything, you can talk to me. There is no need to treat a child like this."
This matter had nothing to do with him originally, not to mention that Luo Zheng didn't like the feeling of being used by others.
"Child?" The flat-headed man smiled coldly, "Since this guy came to our tribe, disasters have happened every year. This is not a child, but a living disaster, which will only bring bad luck!"
"Strange friends, this is our tribe's own business," another person said.
"I'm not a disaster!" the young man argued, squeezing his neck, looking very sad, "Sister Xiaoyun can prove it!"
"Hmph! If Xiaoyun hadn't been kind-hearted and took you in, our tribe wouldn't be in this situation... Today, you don't even think about returning to the tribe!" the flat-headed man said with a firm face.
At this time, a woman from the tribe slowly walked over, and at the same time a cold and sweet voice came, "Since you don't want Fuchu to go home, then Fuchu and I will leave the tribe.