Immortality begins with whale hunting

Chapter 192 Shahai Tribe, Divine Script Master
"If there is gravity among many worlds, then the time and space of Yuqing Star should be the heaviest. Even on Cloud Island, it is difficult to get rid of it."

"This sand sea world, even if it is powerful and terrifying, is incomparable to Jade Qingxing."

Bai Xuan felt his own strength.

He made a fist.

boom!
Within a radius of several thousand meters, the huge sand dunes sank suddenly, sinking several meters deep as if being bombarded by a heavy punch.

Bai Xuan adapted to his own strength.

"The time and space pressure in the Sand Sea World is much weaker than that of the Yuqing Star. The most typical manifestation of this is to dive into the Void Sea here. It is very simple."

He can feel it...

With a casual movement, he can blend into the void and appear hundreds of miles away in an instant.

The space pressure in the sea is actually much lighter than that in the outside world.

The handsome young man's expression changed with shock, and he shouted hoarsely.

To what extent?
In the Divine Court, there is a true god-level existence, and there is more than one!
If discovered...

But the three-tailed demon scorpion is said to be the descendant of the ancient Scorpion. Even though most of the endless scorpion demons in the sand sea are descendants of Scorpio, this demon scorpion is a real demon, with a faint golden thread behind it, which is obviously the blood of ancient ancestors. They all recovered a little.

However, these monsters are not dangerous to him.

"According to the records in the Nine Sky Cloud Tracks, the sand sea world is about 700 million miles in radius. Most of it is desert, and only one percent of the area is an oasis."

Bai Xuan didn't know if he could escape.

You can leave this world now.

This monster that broke out of the sand was more than ten meters long, shaped like a giant scorpion, with six legs like knives. There were terrifying ghostly lines on its back, and there was a faint golden thread running through it, making it extremely ferocious.

Bai Xuan's divine mind scanned the information in the cloud.

Bai Xuan's gaze swept across the endless sea of ​​sand.

With the strength of their "Suler" family, even the most powerful scimitar warriors would have to pay a heavy price to kill this scorpion, and they were just a team of beasts of burden.

"Set up camp on the spot, load your crossbows, and unsheath your scimitars!"

If you are an ordinary divine inscription master, that's it. But if you want to become a top divine inscription master and go to the divine court to receive the most powerful inheritance, the risk factor will soar.

"shoot!"

But for the indigenous people of this world, it is still very scary.

According to the information in this cloud.

"You need to be careful."

The defense can also withstand sword slashes.

Now that he has entered the secret realm, he can use it to blend into the void at will... No one can detect it, and not even a breath of wind will be produced.

……

The middle-aged man remained calm in the face of danger and shot out an arrow. Three arrows immediately shot through the air into the scorpion's joints, where they were not protected by the carapace.

The scorpion was hit by an arrow, and when it pulled, green blood oozed out. However, it suddenly grabbed the ground with its six legs, and with a clang, all the arrows shot out, without affecting its movements at all.

This giant scorpion monster broke out of the sand, whipping up the strong wind and sweeping it across tens of meters. Its long tail moved, and there were three of them. Each one was like a long knife. With a roar, it cut the two young men in half. The leather armor He couldn't resist even a little bit, blood spurted out, and his internal organs slipped out!
"Three-tailed scorpion!"

Bai Xuan glanced into the distance, and disappeared in a flash.

Dozens of young men around them all drew their knives and surrounded five strange-shaped beasts of burden. The beasts were six or seven meters long each, with a broad back and six hooves as wide and thick as cattail fans. They stepped on the sand and were terrified at this moment. Shrink in the middle.

However, these monsters were only as strong as gods and weak as blood refining masters, so they were not worth his while.

The scorpion's eyes were cold. From its perspective, these people were just food. Even if some stings could hurt it, it was nothing.

The inheritors have the highest safety factor when hunting demons in the sea of ​​sand.

Existences like that ancient Scorpion... have to go to the extreme depths of the sand sea to find them.

He bent his bow and concentrated, and saw a rustling sound in the sand, and a big bag moved quickly, from far to near in the blink of an eye, and burst out of the sand!

However, if you enter a tribe or a big city and try to become a "divine master" of the Sand Sea Divine Court, you will be in great danger.

On a sand dune.

At this moment, panic, regret, anxiety, fear...all kinds of emotions surged out in his heart, and his thin spiritual thoughts surged out, causing the brocade and gold silk collar to sway slightly.

There is no direct connection with Jiukong Cloud Rail here, but if you want to connect, the power of Jiukong Cloud Rail will still spread within a few days after sending the application.

The demon scorpion was in pain and let out a sharp roar. In an instant, it had rushed into the group of cavalry members. Its three tails were like phantoms, killing six or seven people in one breath. Even if they fired a volley of bows and crossbows, they would not be able to kill them. Can stop it at all.

With his eyesight and the ability to look into the sea - the sea of ​​sand is also a sea - he can see through the monsters lurking in this sea of ​​sand without using his spiritual thoughts, and they are ferocious and terrifying.

Extremely fast!

A strong man with a big beard shouted loudly, his voice extremely nervous.

He originally thought that this trip would be blessed by "purifying incense" and divine inscriptions, and he would at most encounter some ferocious beasts. With the strength of this pack beast team, he could easily hunt them down.

In the middle of the beast of burden was a handsome young man with a nervous expression, and next to him was a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression. He was holding a big bow in his hand. The long bow had a string like metal, and could easily shoot through a boulder when it was fully stretched.

"In this world, there are endless sand sea demons lurking in the yellow sand. Therefore, once you leave the oasis, it will be extremely dangerous... And in this world, there is no systematic martial arts, only simple sword skills, and there is only one The power that rules the endless sand sea is the 'Shenting'!"

"No! Close combat!"

The middle-aged man had a tragic look on his face. He threw down his big bow, pulled out his scimitar, and was about to jump down and kill him.

Naturally, this involves risking life and death, but if you flee in all directions, you will truly be dead.

In this sea of ​​sand, if you encounter this kind of monster, you can only fight to the death!
But at this moment, a figure flashed and rushed into it like a powerful crossbow.

Dang Dang Dang!
Just hearing a series of sounds of swords and gold and iron striking each other, all six of the scorpion's blade legs were severed along the joints.

The figure dropped the pitted scimitar corroded by blood in his hand, grabbed a short bow, and fired three consecutive shots. The second shot came first. The arrow bodies collided and accelerated to the extreme. An arrow shadow was seen instantly breaking through the air. , shot from the mouth and penetrated the scorpion's head.

thump!
The scorpion fell down, bleeding profusely, struggled for a moment, and burrowed into the sand, but it stopped motionless before it penetrated deeply.

There is fear in its cold eyes, but it has solidified at this moment and cannot move at all!

What a twist!

The demon scorpion died, and many of the camel team warriors survived the disaster, and many of them sat down in the sand.

"Thank you warrior for your help!"

The middle-aged man didn't dare to be negligent at all. The scimitar in his hand was covered with sweat. He quickly sheathed it and greeted him respectfully.

"I am the tenth captain of the Sule family, Musa. The warrior saved us from the mouth of the divine enemy. The Sule family will always remember your kindness. I wonder which tribe the warrior comes from?"

Musa asked respectfully.

He was secretly frightened.

Even their camel team couldn't deal with the devil scorpion, so the one who came casually shot it with a stolen short bow?
He has only seen a few such warriors in his life.

"However, he shouldn't be a divine scribe."

Musa speculated in his mind.

He has seen the divine scripter before, and those beings naturally do not use scimitars or short bows to kill enemies.

"Ascetic monk, Bai Xi." The visitor dropped the short bow in his hand and said calmly.

He is naturally Bai Xuan, but he is using a pseudonym, and his displayed strength has been reduced to around the second level of power refining.

In this world, there is no systematic martial arts inheritance. Relying on personal talent, reaching this level is already very scary. As for the peak level of strength training, which is equivalent to the third level of Qinglin Gong, it is all innate divine power, one among ten thousand.

"It turns out to be a dervish!"

Musa looked stunned, no doubt that he was there.

The so-called ascetic monks are those in the sea of ​​​​sand. Some people leave their homes and enter the deserted sand. They use the terror and hardships of the sea of ​​​​sand to sharpen their will and belief, causing spiritual transformation.

The spiritual will of the ascetic monks was far beyond that of Musa. All tribes respected these ascetic monks, so he immediately bowed respectfully and asked Bai Xuan to get on the beast and go to his tribe together.

……

Enter the beast of burden.

"The strength of these tribal people is really low."

Bai Xuan glanced at these tribesmen.

Generally speaking, in a place where there are monsters, if you want to survive, your strength cannot be too low. Martial arts will be passed down from generation to generation.

However, none of these tribesmen have a systematic martial arts system. They just rely on their own training? It’s even difficult to reach the level of strength training.

"It's hard to imagine that in such a world, there would be a true god-level ruler... However, this is the Sand Sea Divine Court. In order to maintain its rule, no martial arts is spread under the rule, and cultivation is not allowed to spread."

"Only the inheritance of 'Divinity Master' is firmly in the hands of Shenting."

Bai Xuan thought in his heart.

"What I want to get this time is the inheritance of the 'divine script master', and according to the records of Jiukong Yungui, it is best to inherit the inheritance of a divine script master above the fog level."

"By the way, let's find out where Yueyin died, and go back and give Yidu an explanation."

Yidu practiced hard and explored, and Bai Xuan naturally knew why.

She hopes that with her own strength, she can one day explore the secret realm of the Sand Sea and find the place where Yueyin died.

This is stupid!

Genius shouldn't be like this, it's meaningless.

However, sometimes it is difficult to shake people's hearts. Just like Bai Xuan, his will is as strong as iron. The path he takes cannot be reversed by others.

Therefore...

"Let me take care of this trip."

Bai Xuan felt calm.

now.

The handsome young man next to him admired him extremely, and kept his eyes fixed on Bai Xuan.

If you look closely, you will see that this young man does not have an Adam's apple and is actually a girl. However, the robe she is wearing is extremely gorgeous and has a touch of gold thread. It is obvious that she has a high status.

"My name is Jimenez. Thank you for saving my life. When I become a divine scribe, I will definitely repay you."

Seeing Bai Xuan's faint glance, the girl spoke quickly, but her voice was very difficult, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time.

There are also records in the Baixuan Yunlu.

The apprentices of divine script masters seldom speak because they have to practice with their spiritual thoughts. Instead, they focus on their spiritual will and usually only communicate with eyes and simple gestures.

When this girl speaks, she shows respect.

Before Bai Xuan came to the sand sea world, he had already exchanged most of the world's information in the Nine Sky Cloud Rail. Except for some vague information related to the inheritance of the supreme spiritual mind, even the folk customs and clothing shapes were recorded in it. .

On top of this team, a strange spice is burned, which can make most demons ignore this camel team. There are also faint words printed on the flag, which means that this tribe is protected by the divine scribe.

soon.

The camel team passed through many sand dunes, and after more than half a day, they approached a piece of green emerging on the horizon. There were many tents, which was an oasis tribe.

This kind of oasis is not big. As time goes by, it will be in danger of drying up. At that time, the tribe will still have to migrate.

Therefore, the status of such a tribe can be said to be good, but not very high. There are millions of them in this sea of ​​sand. Even if a thousand of them perish, few people will care about them.

"Is this the Suler tribe?"

Bai Xuan looked at the tribe.

"Yes, respected ascetic monk, will you go with us to see the leader, or..."

Na Musa asked respectfully.

"No need, I'll go around by myself."

Bai Xuan said with a slight smile.

He didn't have many thoughts about meeting the leader, not to mention the size of the tribe. There were tens of thousands of people in it. He could see clearly with just one glance.

After getting off the camel caravan, these people breathed a sigh of relief. When they arrived at this oasis, they were home. Generally speaking, it was very safe and there would be no danger.

Everyone parted outside the tribe, and the girl Jimenez bowed to Bai Xuan respectfully before leaving.

Soon, Bai Xuan turned around.

The place he arrived at was the market outside the oasis. There were also earthen houses all around, which were cool and comfortable and where outsiders gathered.

"Divine scribe?"

An old man smoked a hookah and shook his head, "How can there be a Suler tribe? There are countless great divine scripters even in big cities. One divine scripter can easily suppress dozens of tribes."

"Too."

Bai Xuan didn't push too hard.

He quickly found a shady place and sat down casually without getting too entangled, his mind just fell into concentration.

"The status of the divine inscription master in this world is really high. There is no tribe like this... But at least there is an apprentice divine inscription master, which is also a springboard to hibernate for a few days."

"Now practice those two secret codes."

Bai Xuan knew that he was going to enter the secret world of the Sand Sea, so he was naturally not completely unprepared.

When he came, he exchanged all the points into two inheritances. The value was not high, only more than 2,000 points, but they were extremely targeted methods.

One is the "Secret Code of Thousand Souls Seizing the Body and Dividing Souls", which is a technique of distracting the mind and seizing the body. This type of inheritance is specially marked, indicating that it is not allowed to be used by anyone registered with the Jiukong Yunlui who owns the Great World Cloud. Violators will be stripped of their human qualifications.

The second is the "White Rainbow Escape Technique", which is an escape method used for escape. When used, it can turn into a long rainbow. If practiced to the highest level, it can cross one hundred thousand miles in an instant.

These two inheritances are all used to save lives.

Bai Xuan had been in meditation for half a day, sitting under the Salo tree. He had just comprehended the "Secret Manual of Thousand Souls Seizing the Body and Dividing Souls", and his thoughts were constantly splitting and changing, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

"...Good luck."

At this moment, in Bai Xuan's eyes.

The golden tent in the center of the tribe in the distance reflected a little floating air, but it reflected a faint silver color, making it look extremely bright and real.

In this silver aura, there is also a faint divine inscription wrapped in it, which is rising and falling like breathing. With Bai Xuan's knowledge, he can recognize it at a glance. This divine inscription is similar to the Yuanshi inscription, and it is the word "blood"!

(End of this chapter)