reborn as emperor

Chapter 1047 1047. Erosion Wind Domain [Fourth Change]

"Is this the wind erosion domain?"

Looking at Da Yu in front of him, Yang Mucheng's eyes showed a trace of astonishment.

As early as a long time ago, he had already heard the name of the wind erosion domain.At that time, he had just attained the Golden Core cultivation base.In this area, even the strong Nascent Soul enters it, and there is absolutely no return.It is because of the wind and sand in this area that is enough to wipe out everything.For a long time, Yang Mucheng thought that these descriptions contained a somewhat exaggerated tone.

But I didn't expect that after seeing it with my own eyes, I realized the horror.

Wind roll stone sand.

The sand and gravel hit his face, which actually brought a feeling of raw flesh and blood.

The storm hit him like a thousand knives.

"Om~"

Squeeze out a seal, and the vast inner strength gushes out from the body, forming a shield with a diameter of ten feet, which directly pushes away all the wind and sand.Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Mucheng directly stepped into it.

"Master Uncle..."

An elder was about to speak out to stop it.

Hu Yunliang shook his head helplessly.

After traveling for a period of time, they had a clear understanding of the character of this master uncle. Once he made a decision, no one would be able to stop him.Since he said that after finding the Xiantian Shenmu, he would return to Wan Dao Sword Sect, the most urgent task now is to find the Xiantian Shenmu for him and leave this place where evil ways are ravaging as soon as possible.

……

In the vast desert, the wind and sand were raging, and the young man in a big black robe slowly walked forward against the wind and sand.The rows of deeply sunken footprints behind him were immediately buried by the wind and sand.

The environment in the wind erosion domain was terrifying beyond Yang Mucheng's expectation.

This wind is mixed with supreme power.It was as if a strong man's attack caused him to expand the inner strength shield that reached more than ten feet at the beginning, but as the wind erosion area deepened, it was continuously compressed to less than five feet now.Of course, apart from the cruel environment in this area that can kill all those below the realm of divine sense, the rest are those big demon kings hiding in the desert.

At the beginning.

When encountering the attacks of these big demon kings, Yang Mucheng was still a little panicked.Because not only him, almost no one would have thought that there are still monsters that can survive in this environment.

But gradually, Yang Mucheng got used to this situation.

"Take a break!"

After looking at the sky, Yang Mucheng stopped in his tracks.

There is a characteristic in the wind field.

Once night falls, the aura in this area will become extremely violent, and the power of the wind and sand will be several times that of the day.If you continue to walk at this time, the physical strength and internal strength consumed will also increase exponentially.Of course, this kind of violent aura is also a rare opportunity for Yang Mucheng to cultivate.

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Hearing Yang Mucheng's order, Hu Yunliang nodded, and immediately checked the surrounding area.

When his eyes fell on a certain place, his complexion changed suddenly, and his skinny right palm slapped towards the desert without warning.

"boom!"

this moment.

Everyone felt numbness in their feet, as if there was an earthquake.Then, a few hundred meters away, it exploded quickly, and a spring of blood rushed out from the bottom of the desert, and then stopped quietly, dyeing the surrounding yellow sand bright red.

Seeing this scene, everyone was already familiar with it. There are many monsters similar to this in the wind erosion domain, always hiding under the desert.Even some warriors who often come to the Fengfeng domain will feel extremely headache when facing these monsters.But once these monsters encounter warriors with strong spiritual sense, they will no longer be deterrent.No matter how unpredictable they are, they will be unable to hide in front of the divine sense that can penetrate everything.

"Drink!" "Drink!" "Drink!"

The exploding blood caused commotion under several peaceful sand dunes in the distance.

Hu Yunliang's eyes lit up, and he slapped several palms in succession, and suddenly several streams of blood sprang up again.Because these demon kings of the desert have been hiding under the desert all year round, their vision has deteriorated a lot, but their senses of smell and hearing are extremely sensitive.After a while, there were no more signs of monsters hiding around.

After the monster was dealt with, the group of elders did not stop their actions and were still setting up a temporary camp.

after all.

This is a desert, unlike other terrains where there are mountains and rivers.

call out!call out!call out!call out……

An elder flicked his right hand again and again, and white command flags flew out of his palm quickly.A row of 36 command flags envelops the area with a radius of one hundred feet.Then, he squeezed his right hand, and a transparent light curtain rose up.This light curtain can block more than [-]% of the power of wind and sand, and at the same time, if something breaks into the formation, it can also send out a warning to notify everyone.

There are also elders who are responsible for summoning a palace. After all, Yang Mucheng, as a master and uncle, cannot just sleep in the wilderness like this.

of course.

Yang Mucheng can also summon the secret realm of the Immortal Palace, but he is not strong enough now, and it is difficult to retract freely.Moreover, this Immortal Palace Secret Realm is too big a target for the monsters in the Wind Eclipse Region, and it is obvious that they are standing on the top of the mountain and waiting for the monsters to attack.

Some elders also ran directly under the sand dunes and dug out the corpses of those monsters.After all, the corpses of these monsters are also enough to serve as food.

without any exaggeration.

Almost eating, drinking, and sleeping were all taken care of by others.For a while, Yang Mucheng had nothing to do.Looking at the gradually dimming night, Yang Mucheng simply sat down, as soon as it got dark, he could start to practice.

In the past half a month, the growth rate of cultivation was not too fast, but it was also steadily increasing.Now, it has reached about [-]% to [-]% of the peak of the spiritual sense, and there is absolutely no big problem to reach the perfection of the spiritual sense within half a month.

"It has reached the cultivation level of Zifu!"

After Yang Mucheng cast his eyes on Ju Ziling, his eyes brightened.

Notice.

Raising ghosts is not such a simple process. It took more than 100 years for the Chunyang Guiyi Sect to raise a great ghost king in the realm of divine sense, but it still gathered the strength of the entire sect.

Of course, the reason why Yang Mucheng was so fast was also because too many strong men died in his hands.Basically, they are all above divine sense, so the speed of raising ghosts is faster than that of pure Yang Guiyi.

"However, even though it has reached the cultivation base of the Purple Mansion, it is still too far away. At least, this ghost's cultivation base must reach the strength of the Great Ghost King before it can help me..."

Ji Ziling is weak first and then strong.

Yang Mucheng can foresee that this order will definitely be powerful in the future.

As for the Shilong Mountain Range between the eyebrows, it is still the same as before, with a strong temper, and there is no intention of communicating with Yang Mucheng at all.Even the moment Yang Mucheng's divine sense entered, he was directly blasted out.This made him very helpless...

Following the communication failure again, Yang Mucheng also let out a long sigh, and simply gave up the idea of ​​continuing communication, took a look at the completely dim sky, and slowly started to activate the Immemorial Swallowing Heaven Art.

(End of this chapter)