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Chapter 826: The Ghost Palace is Coming

In the Western Wasteland, the yellow sand is raging, the wind is howling, and the sky is covered with wind and sand like rain. Looking around, there is not even a single cloud in the boundless sky. Only the scorching sun, which is like a fireball, exudes an unbearable radiance. The terrifying heat.

The sky and the earth are hot and dry, the air does not contain any moisture, and there is no other color in the long yellow sand. The fine quicksand becomes as hot as charcoal under the scorching sun. This place is simply a desert.

In the vast desert, Xiao Yan, dressed in black robe, walked slowly westward, his steps heavy and steady.

Xiao Yan has been walking in this desert for seven days since he left Shahepu. During these seven days, Xiao Yan spent several hours every day tempering his body. Although the process was painful, what I have to say is that , Under such repeated and persistent tempering, Xiao Yan's physical strength has also been rapidly improved, and after repeated training, the fighting spirit in Xiao Yan's body has also rapidly solidified.

A stream of pure fighting spirit became even more pure under the condensation of the alien fire. A ball of fighting spirit that was originally the size of a fist, after being refined by the alien fire, finally turned into a ball of essence only the size of a thumb. Pure energy water droplets merged into the cyclonic space within Xiao Yan's body.

Under such repeated slow condensation, Xiao Yan's cultivation gradually became stable.

After seven days of purgatory-like torture on Xiao Yan's body, the originally fair skin had turned completely dark, and the skin on his body had fallen off several layers. Xiao Yan only knew that he had traveled this way. His body was constantly bleeding. The moment the bright red blood gushed out, it quickly condensed into a layer of blood scab, and then quickly cracked and fell. Then it gushed out again, cracked, and fell, over and over again.

Xiao Yan's body was constantly being tortured and destroyed in such an environment, but compared to the first day, Xiao Yan was now able to survive in the desert for most of the day with the power of his physical body. Time, although the final result will make Xiao Yan lose all his physical strength, and even the fighting spirit in his body will be difficult to mobilize, but because of this, Xiao Yan's strength will increase even more rapidly.

The so-called blooming in destruction, growing in adversity, and becoming a phoenix from a demon to a phoenix need to undergo the pain of nirvana. If you want to become a dragon among men, don't you have to endure greater pain than this?

Fortunately, Xiao Yan's greatest advantage is perseverance and extraordinary resilience. As long as he wants to do anything, he will never give up. No matter how great the pain and danger, Xiao Yan is not afraid of it. He has been able to get to this day. Courage plays a big part in this.

In a piece of yellow sand, Xiao Yan was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, forming cultivation seals with his hands. With a thought in his mind, the Burning Technique in his body immediately began to operate.

In the cyclone, the pure fighting energy circulated rapidly along the path of Fen Jue. After a week of operation, it was refined by the alien fire and turned into a drop of pure water, which was submerged into the cyclone space.

This process lasted for three hours. When Xiao Yan opened his eyes again, it was almost dusk. However, unlike the Xilin Territory, in the Western Wasteland Territory, even at dusk, the blazing sun was still there, but it was not It was just as hot as noon, but a sultry atmosphere enveloped the world.

Under the protection of the strange fire, Xiao Yan would not be affected by the harsh environment, but now that the sky was getting dark, it was time for him to find a place to rest temporarily.

The environment in the desert changes very quickly. Without fixed road signs, even Xiao Yan cannot identify the correct direction. During the day, he can use the trajectory of the sun to identify the route, so that the direction he does not know will not deviate from the west.

, but if it’s night and there’s no sign, even if you have a map, it’s of no use.

The map in his hand is indeed a good one from the Western Wasteland, but due to the terrain, Xiao Yan is still on the outskirts of the Western Wasteland. This is a desert with undulating sand dunes. What role can a map play?

Ordinary strong men fly across the desert outside the Western Wasteland and can cross it in a day. Who would be stupid enough to cross it on foot like Xiao Yan? Otherwise, with Xiao Yan's strength, he can cross it in just half a day.

Officially entering the territory of the Western Wasteland.

As night falls, the vast desert loses the golden light of the day, and the original blue sky gradually deepens in color until it turns black.

Not a single star can be seen in the nine heavens, not a ray of light can be seen on the earth, and the whole world has fallen into a mysterious darkness. Time is not counted here, just like quicksand in the daytime, submerging all injustices.

In the darkness, two groups of figures are approaching each other at an extremely fast speed without causing any movement. If you look carefully, you can find that it is not both groups of figures that are moving, but one of them, moving towards the darkness.

Another person approached quickly.

In this dense darkness, the figure was like a poisonous snake, hiding in the darkness, its sharp fangs ready to pierce the man's throat.

Thousands of feet, hundreds of feet, dozens of feet, until they came close. However, just when the figure was about to take action, a huge thing suddenly broke out of the ground under the quicksand.

"hiss!"

The sand and stones flew up and flew around like waves of sand. The black shadow's movements were stopped. At the same time, a bloody mouth bit hard at the other figure who was sitting cross-legged and motionless. Look.

It looked like it was going to devour the latter in one go.

When the body of this giant beast was exposed in the dark night, it could be vaguely seen that this giant beast seemed to be a giant python.

This beast usually hides under the thick yellow sand. It won't look for an opportunity to launch a sudden attack on the prey until it appears in front of it, killing it with one blow and devouring it. I saw it today

When Xiao Yan came to his territory, he naturally regarded the latter as his prey.

Unfortunately, it chose the wrong target.

"Bang!"

When the giant snake fell down and swallowed Xiao Yan's body, Xiao Yan's cross-legged figure suddenly fell into pieces and quickly dispersed.

What this beast just swallowed was just an afterimage of Xiao Yan.

But at this moment, when the giant snake turned its head, it discovered that in the darkness, an invisible figure was standing above its head.

"Roar!"

A thundering roar came out, and just when the giant beast was about to make a move, Xiao Yan clenched his fist with five fingers of his right hand. When the giant beast under his feet raised its head, he punched it down, punching through the hole.

The vocal head.

The terrifying force destroyed the tissue in the giant snake's head to pieces in an instant, and even pierced its jaw forcibly, and the blood full of fishy smell immediately spattered out. At the same time, the giant beast

The breath of life also quickly dissipated.

Then, Xiao Yan withdrew his palm, but there was no trace of blood on it. Just when the giant beast's corpse landed heavily on the sand dunes, Xiao Yan suddenly turned his eyes and looked at the giant snake not far away.

Void.

There, there was a strange black mist billowing in the air.

In an instant, Xiao Yan's face turned gloomy, and a pair of dark eyes instantly ignited with forest-white flames.

"Ghost Palace!"




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