After crossing the forest and climbing the ridge, Chen Xinghe turned around and asked Gui Jiao: "How is it? Do you know those talismans of Nutao's Secret Spy?"

"I don't know it, but there is a flying claw phoenix stone in the storage talisman, which can take us far away like lightning in an open area."

"Oh? Then it's good. I crossed this mountain range and came out of seclusion. I ran for two hours and couldn't get rid of the person behind me. I now want to have a flying magic weapon."

"You should save money! Flying magic weapons are very expensive and have always been expensive. The other party must be an important disciple of Nutaohai, so it is right to run away."

"Yes! The sense of crisis is extremely strong." A purple light burst out from Chen Xinghe's feet, and another thirty-six miles passed, directly crossing the mountains and entering the Gobi.

The wind whistles ahead and the air is full of coolness.

The ghost dragon hurriedly took out the flying electric claw phoenix stone, cut out a crack with the blade, and immediately a fine electric arc burst out, and the ears were numb. The two of them shot very quickly on the Gobi Desert, and they rushed out for more than a hundred miles before stopping.

When the arc was vented, Chen Xinghe took the broken flying electric claw phoenix stone and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that this kind of black autumn stone would be so convenient, it would be great if I had a few more."

The ghost dragon stretched out two fingers: "Do you know how much spirit stone this stone is worth? Ten medium-grade spirit stones, and often there is a price but no market. Of course, everyone wants good things, and they can save their lives at critical moments."

"Well, we can really save our lives! We have already penetrated the Gobi Desert 170 or 80 miles, which is equivalent to my five escapes. These ten medium-grade spirit stone flowers are worth it. Let's go." Chen Xinghe thrust forward while taking out the pastry to replenish the loss, and the sense of crisis is weakening little by little.

Every hour passed, the ghost dragon would hold the sword and contribute eighty miles, which was very important for the great cause of running away. Even if the flying magic weapon was quite powerful, was it not consumed?

Chen Xinghe bet that the other party was not as good as himself for his own consumption, and the facts proved that he bet right.

The Ninth Young Master flew into the Gobi Desert in the air and chased Baili frantically. As a core disciple of Nutaohai, he naturally has no shortage of spirit stones to add power to the magic weapon. However, after all, he was not as good as the two of them to take turns to output, so he had lost the anchor point when he chased him here.

"It's outrageous!"

"I, Jiujiu'er, can't catch up with a monk from Lianfeng Temple."

"It must be you, Yanming."

"It was you who killed the Wei Li with the pseudonym Ruan Wangliang. Now you are my chance to build the foundation. Even though the world is big, where can you escape?"

Besides, Chen Xinghe, he was like those tireless white yaks, eating and sleeping on the road without delaying any delay. After three days and two nights, he ran to the accompaniment for a month and arrived at the edge of the vast oasis.

In front is the Hazard Oasis and the border of Beicang Man Kingdom.

It takes a long time to cross the oasis. When will you see the barbarian tribe be considered to have truly entered the Beicang Barbarian Kingdom?

Chen Xinghe did not intend to enter the oasis. He rubbed the edge of the oasis and headed westward. He had the power of starry sky to locate anytime and anywhere, so he didn't have to worry about going off the line.

Huitian Daji is probably northwest of Beicang Man Kingdom, and it runs directly through one line. It takes about ten days and half a month to arrive.

The ghost dragon was very shocked. She had never seen a Qi-refining cultivator who had closed his eyes and ran away while sleeping. Is this a strange technique?

The terrain on the road is changing, with thousands of miles of yellow sand, dangerous peaks and hills, mountains, rivers, poisonous miasma swamps, and Chen Xinghe walked all over.

There was no obstacle that allowed him to stay for a moment.

Until thirteen days later, a flying boat appeared in the sky.

Chen Xinghe saw a boat flying in the sky for the first time. Although it was far away and there was only a small black dot, it could not resist his good eyesight.

"It's so happy to fly in the air. Look at the men and women standing at the bow of the boat and watching the earth. I can feel the sense of superiority so far away."

"Hmph, what's the show of a mere broken ship?" Ghost Jiao was jealous. She was born in the Ghost King Sect and envied those disciples of the high sect and wanted to replace them.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter whether the boat is ship or not. I only know one thing. We are about to reach our destination." Chen Xinghe was happy. The market was bustling, but it was suitable for hiding.

"Don't be too happy too early. The powerful force of the Lutaohai is so great that the monks who come and go cannot escape what they identified." The ghost dragon reminded him that his expression was not good.

"This is simple. I dressed up as a disciple of the Ghost King Sect. If you become the senior sister of the Ghost King Sect, you will first numb the eyeliner of Nutaohai, and wait until you enter the market before you find a way to change your identity. In fact, the difficulty is not to enter the market, but to leave the market. I hope that we can both improve by then."

"Okay." Ghost Dragon couldn't think of a better way. She has now become a real ghost cultivator, and is still a Shintoshi soldier who mainly focuses on the other side. She can only take one step and see one step without much autonomy.

Chen Xinghe used the Record of the Secret of the Gods, and the ghosts of all sizes in the wild were detained, almost forming a miraculous scene of hundreds of ghosts walking at night.

When the two appeared again, they had become yin and qi.

The Ghost Dragon recovered from his body and seemed to be the senior sister of the Ghost King Sect. His head was covered with small braids and his face was a bit unbearable.

When they were thirty miles away from Huitian Daji, the two of them were slightly restrained.

It’s impossible not to restrain yourself. A few spiritual senses swept over and my whole heart suddenly rose to my throat.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage guard the periphery of Daji, and the Qi Refining Stage is full of shrimps. No matter how glorious you are on your territory, if you are a dragon, you have to trample it for me, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down for me, and you have to lie down for me, and you are not allowed to cause rashness.

The two "Ghost King Sect disciples" are in good manner and enter Huitian Daji as quickly as possible.

Rather than a market, it is a giant city of Buddha built around mountains. From a distance, it looks like a tower soaring into the sky. There are not a hundred or eighty flying boats in the air, and there are also foundation-building monks flying in the air.

Chen Xinghe opened his mouth wide. He had never seen such a scene before. He thought to himself: "It's amazing. It turns out that there are so many monks that they look like this. All the previous speculations have become pale and powerless. Only when I feel this atmosphere personally can I understand it."

What to understand?

Of course, I have firm beliefs and go to the place where monks gather.

You should know that practicing requires huge resources, and even more so for Zixiao Gong and turtle back pattern. Chen Xinghe needs spirit stones and magic weapons, the more the better.

Others may be heading on the path of cultivation for immortality, but they are heading on the path of cultivation for overcoming the Sun and Moon Sects. Their spirits are naturally different.

When the two of them arrived at the foot of the mountain and merged into the prosperity of Huitian Daji, they felt that their eyes were not enough.

Even though the Ghost Dragon is not young and has a lot of knowledge, he has never seen such a "former".

Because today is different from the past, Luofu Island is about to be affected, so senior executives of various sects will take the lead and hold a meeting at Huitian Daji.

Taking this opportunity to share the existence and preparation for the next attack on the Siren Clan, there are a lot of monks coming and they can see all kinds of rare treasures every day.

"Wow, eye-opening!"

Chen Xinghe is full of local buns. In fact, he is only eighteen years old. No matter how mature and steady he is, he still has a range.

As a result, the two encountered problems when they found a place to settle down.
Chapter completed!