The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4039 Death Valley
4039 - Death Valley

Ling Han sat down cross-legged, although the Yuanshen was almost suppressed within a few feet, but he still had a way to look around a hundred li.

This method is through the method of observing the energy of the dragon veins.

But all super formations are closely related to the dragon's veins, and they are inseparable from the dragon's veins, and the two are inseparable.

Ling Hantian's thoughts penetrated into the earth, sensing the existence of the dragon veins, and began to communicate with the dragon veins.

A day and a night passed, Ling Hantian still remained silent, while Ku Tianle and the others were already waiting very restlessly.

Unfortunately, no one dared to disturb Ling Hantian.

Whoosh!

It is also dark in this desert, the night sky is full of stars, the wind and sand are billowing on the ground, and there is a gust of wind sweeping past from time to time.

The hills formed by the sand also experienced changes and shifts under the strong wind.

hum!
Suddenly, Ling Hantian opened his eyes. Under the night sky, those dark eyes were as bright as the moon, attracting attention.

Everyone had been observing Ling Hantian, and they had already discovered Ling Hantian the first time he woke up, so they hurried forward and surrounded Ling Hantian.

"Master Ling, how are you doing?"

"You come with me."

Facing everyone's gaze, Ling Hantian got up quickly, and then walked in one direction, and everyone quickly followed after seeing this.

The strong wind is still raging, and the wind and sand are billowing, making people unable to open their eyes.

Ling Hantian and his group walked in the wind and sand for two hours before they stopped.

At this moment, everyone couldn't tell whether they were still standing still, so they all looked at Ling Hantian in front of him.

"We should have left that trapped formation."

Ling Hantian spoke indifferently, and everyone was about to ask questions, but they saw him walking forward, then stopped there, and turned his head to give instructions to a strong man.

"Dig here."

The powerhouses that Sanshentian followed up this time, except for Chi Yunxiao, were all powerhouses whose cultivation levels far surpassed those of the Taoist sect.

Hearing Ling Hantian's order, he subconsciously looked at the leader, Ku Tianle.

Ku Tian was happy to see that no one had moved, and immediately shouted: "What the hell are you watching me do? Do you want me to do it myself!"

After everyone was scolded, a younger elder ran out in a desperate manner, then went to the location pointed by Ling Hantian and started digging.

The loose sand was dug by him, and it got deeper and deeper. When the man was wondering why he had to dig, he suddenly felt that he had dug something hard.

He was taken aback for a moment, then looked down, couldn't help jumping up in fright, and screamed: "Hold the grass, there's a ghost!"

"Ghost?" There were so many strong people present, not afraid of such illusory things at all, they all gathered in front of the pit to look down.

However, there was a corpse in the pit. The corpse's face was pale, and his eyes were wide open. Although the pupils had been dilated, there was still fear and unwillingness.

"This guy should be Xin Bing, the elder of the Outer Sect of the Riot Alliance." An elder recognized the identity of the corpse.

The faces of the other elders changed one after another. Xin Bing and the others had heard of this, and he was one of the most outstanding outer sect elders in the riot alliance in recent years.

This person's cultivation base is not much lower than those of them present.

But the other party, why did he die here?
"Dig here." Ling Hantian continued to find another place, his face became extremely gloomy, and he ordered someone to dig.

This time, no one was dull, and another young elder walked over, spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and started digging.

"Another corpse!"

"This should be Elder Liu Tianwen of Xuan Dao Sect, why did he die here!"

Soon there were screams, and the whole scene was shrouded in fear, and no one could answer them.

The death states of the two corpses are almost the same, they both died of suffocation, but at their level, it doesn't matter if they don't breathe for a hundred years.

Asphyxiation?

Many people felt chills down their backs. Under what circumstances did they suffocate to death?

"Master Ling, what's going on?" Ku Tianle looked at Ling Hantian, and regarded Ling Hantian as the backbone.

And everyone is really at a loss and fear, not knowing how to face this situation.

"It's very troublesome."

Ling Hantian's expression was incomparably dignified, he was able to find these corpses, in addition to the undead breath emitted, it was the fluctuation of the formation.

This buried strong man fell into the strange formation and was suffocated to death in the end.

The key point is that in the eyes of this formation, maybe one day is ten thousand or tens of thousands of years.

Hearing Ling Hantian's words was very troublesome, even Ku Tianle's heart trembled, and a strong uneasiness and ominous premonition suddenly appeared.

"what!"

Suddenly, there was a scream, followed by a second and a third, scaring everyone to look at the screaming place.

Then, everyone discovered to their horror that several elders were involved in sandstorms of unknown origin.

"Run away!"

And at the next moment, even Ku Tianle screamed in horror, because in the valley, a powerful sandstorm blew up everywhere.

The power of these dust storms is enough to make even the strong present smell the smell of death.

And the weirdest thing is that the strong man who was sucked into it was not torn into fly ash, but screamed in fear like a person on a roller coaster.

Ling Hantian took Lin Miaoer and Big Beard and fled quickly. If he guessed correctly, those dust storms should be the product of the formation here.

Although there are dust storms all over the sky, there are also some gaps in it, and only strong people like Ku Tianle can escape from these gaps.

As for the three of Ling Hantian and Chi Yunxiao, because their speed was too slow, they couldn't escape at all. They could only face the cleansing of the formation.

"Master Ling, what should we do?"

Chi Yunxiao had already given up his plan to escape, but stopped to look for Ling Hantian to see if there was a way to rescue him.

Looking at those terrifying storms, Ling Hantian naturally didn't dare to hide his clumsiness at such a time, but even with his own strength, he couldn't resolve them.

"Chi Yunxiao, you fix the dragon's veins under the ground, and I'll take care of the rest!"

"Let me try!"

Chi Yunxiao didn't dare to be negligent, but he had already felt before that under the earth here, the energy of the dragon's veins was like a torrential flood, heavy and powerful.

In Chi Yunxiao's hands, the compass he had used before appeared. At this moment, Chi Yunxiao bit his finger, and drops of blood dripped onto the compass.

As the blood essence dripped on the compass, the three of Ling Hantian saw it, and the compass immediately emitted a dazzling divine light.

Roar!
Light dragons flew out of the compass and plunged directly into the ground. The mountains shook for a while, and deep sand pits appeared in the sand.

At this time, Chi Yunxiao's face became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a stream of blood overflowed from his mouth, which was almost uncontrollable.

Roar!
Under the ground, there seemed to be the roar of a giant dragon, and the minds of Ling Hantian and the others were almost shaken away.

(End of this chapter)