Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 117
Passing through the forest and over the ridge, Chen Xinghe turned around and asked Gui Jiao: "How is it? Do you know those talismans of Agent Rage?"

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

"Oh? That's a good thing. After crossing this mountain range, I left the level. After running for two hours, I couldn't get rid of the one behind me. It makes me want to have a flying magic weapon now."

"You should save yourself! Flying instruments are very expensive, and the price has always been high. The other party must be an important disciple of Nu Taohai, so it is right to run away."

"Yeah! The sense of crisis is extremely strong." Purple light erupted at Chen Xinghe's feet, another 36 miles, and he directly crossed the mountains and entered the Gobi.

The wind howled ahead, and the air was cool.

Ghost Jiao hastily took out the Flying Electric Claw Phoenix Stone, cut a crack with the blade of his sword, and immediately a fine electric arc shot out, and the wind blew in his ears.The two shot electric fire at extreme speed on the Gobi Desert, and they flew more than 100 miles before stopping.

After the electric arc was vented, Chen Xinghe took over the shattered Flying Electric Claw Phoenix Stone and said in admiration: "I didn't expect this kind of black stone to be so convenient. It would be great if there were a few more pieces."

Gui Jiao stretched out two fingers: "Do you know how much spirit stone this stone is worth? Ten medium-grade spirit stones, and most of the time there is no market for it. Good things are naturally wanted by everyone, and they can save lives at critical moments."

"Well, it can indeed save your life! We have gone deep into the Gobi for [-] or [-] miles, which is equivalent to five escapes. These ten middle-grade spirit stones are worth the money. Let's go." Chen Xinghe took out pastries to replenish as he moved forward. Attrition, the sense of crisis is weakening little by little.

Every hour, the ghost dragon will contribute eighty miles with the sword, which is very important for the great cause of running, even if the flying magic weapon is quite powerful, isn't it consumed?
Chen Xinghe bet that the other party was not as good as himself in terms of consumption, and the facts proved that he was right.

That Ninth Young Master flew into the Gobi in the air, and chased him frantically for a hundred miles.As the core disciple of Nu Taohai, he naturally has no shortage of spirit stones to add power to the magic weapon. However, after all, he is not as good as two people taking turns to output, so he has lost his anchor after chasing this place.

"No reason!"

"I, Jiujiuer, can't even catch up with a monk from Lianfeng Temple."

"It must be you, Yanming."

"It was you who killed Wei Li, whose alias was Ruan Yaoyao. Now you are my chance to build a foundation. Although the world is big, where can you escape?"

Besides, Chen Xinghe, he was like those tireless white yaks, he didn't delay in eating and sleeping on the road, after running for three days and two nights, he managed to finish the one-month journey of the camel caravan, and came to the edge of the vast oasis.

Ahead is the Khazar Oasis, the border of the Beicang Barbarian Kingdom.

It will take a long time to cross the oasis. When you see the barbarian tribe, you will truly enter the Beicang barbarian country.

Chen Xinghe didn't intend to enter the oasis, he brushed the edge of the oasis all the way west, with the power of all the stars to locate anytime and anywhere, there is no need to worry about wandering off.

Huitian Daji is probably in the northwest of Beicang Manguo, and it takes a direct line to go there, and it will take about ten days and a half months to arrive there.

Gui Jiao was very shocked. She had never seen a Qi-refining cultivator running while sleeping with her eyes closed. Is this a strange technique?

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

No obstacle could stop him for a moment.

Thirteen days later, a flying boat appeared in the sky.

It was the first time Chen Xinghe saw a boat flying in the sky, even though it was far away and there was only a small black spot, it couldn't help his good eyesight.

"It's so blissful to fly in the air. Looking at those men and women standing on the bow and looking at the earth, I can feel a sense of superiority blowing away from such a distance."

"Hmph, what does a broken ship show off?" Gui Jiao's eyes widened. She was born in the Ghost King's sect, and she was particularly envious of those high school disciples, wishing to replace them.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if the boat is not a boat, 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, the raging waves are so powerful that monks who come and go can't escape their screening." Gui Jiao reminded with a grim expression.

"This is simple. I will pretend to be a disciple of the Ghost King Sect, and you will turn back into the senior sister of the Ghost King Sect. First, paralyze the eyeliner of Nu Taohai, and then find a way to change your identity after entering the market. In fact, the difficulty is not entering the market, but leaving the market. Then we can both improve."

"That's good." Gui Jiao couldn't think of a better way. She was now a real ghost cultivator, and she was still a god-serving soldier based on the opponent. She could only take one step at a time and didn't have much autonomy.

Chen Xinghe played the God of Samurai, and all kinds of ghosts in the wild were arrested, which almost created a spectacle of ghosts walking at night.

By the time the two reappeared, they had already become gloomy.

Gui Jiao regained her figure, as if she was a senior sister of Gui Wang Zong, with her braids all over her head, her appearance was a bit unsightly.

Thirty miles away from Huitian Daji, the two restrained themselves a little.

If you don't restrain yourself, you won't be able to do it. A few divine senses swept over you, and your whole heart immediately rose to your throat.

In the foundation building period, monks guard the periphery of Daji, and in the qi refining period, they are all small shrimps. No matter how beautiful you are in your own territory, if you are a dragon, you have to be coiled for me, and if you are a tiger, you have to lie down for me.

The two "Ghost King Sect Disciples" behaved well and entered Huitian Daji as quickly as possible.

It is not so much a market as it is a giant city of pagodas built around a high mountain. It looks like a towering tower from a distance. There are eighty if not a hundred flying boats in the air, and there are even foundation-building monks flying in the air.

Chen Xinghe opened his mouth wide, he had never seen such a scene before, and thought to himself: "It's amazing, it turns out that there are so many monks like this, all the speculations before have become pale and powerless, only when I feel this kind of weather for myself Got some insight."

Understand what?
Naturally, with firm belief, go to the place where the monks are concentrated.

You must know that cultivation requires a huge amount of resources, especially for Zixiao Kungfu and turtle back tattoos. Chen Xinghe needs spiritual stones and magic weapons, the more the better.

Others may set foot on the road of cultivation for the sake of longevity, while he set foot on the road of cultivation for the purpose of overthrowing the Sun and Moon Sects, so the vigor is naturally different.

When the two came to the foot of the mountain and merged into the bustling Huitian Daji, they felt that a pair of eyes was not enough.

Even though Guijiao was old and well-informed, he had never seen such a "battle".

Because today is different from the past, Luofu Island is about to be impacted, so the senior leaders of various sects took the lead to hold a meeting in Huitian Daji.

Everyone took this opportunity to communicate with each other and prepare for the next attack of the sea-monster clan, so there are so many monks who come here, and they can see all kinds of rare treasures every day.

"Wow, eye-opening!"

Chen Xinghe is a country bumpkin, in fact, he is only, no matter how mature and steady, there are limits.

As a result, the two encountered problems in finding a place to settle down.

Normal inns do not accept their "violent spirits", so in the end they had to go to Wubat Inn, the place where heretic monks live together.

(End of this chapter)