My Private Marvel System

Fengshuang tonight is the day to practice Mingfeng teaching exercises. The rotating airflow slowly flows through the meridians throughout the body, and finally converges at the pylorus to face blockage again. This phenomenon has been going on for a month. This is a sign that it is about to break through the dual realm. With the experience of assaulting students, Dole calmly closed his eyes and meditated, as if sitting in meditation and entering concentration, with a uniform and smooth breath.

The airflow circulates for eight weeks. When it circulates to the pylorus every week, the passing airflow is getting heavier and no longer like the trickle of a few weeks ago. The obstruction seems to be broken bit by bit. When it runs to the ninth week, the airflow is like The raging waves rushed towards the pylorus. The meditation heart throbbed, holding his breath and breaking through the blockage. At this moment, the turbulent air current seemed to be the surging flood against the emptiness level. Suddenly the mind was broadened, and the air current rushed past the pylorus, and the whole body was inexhaustibly comfortable .

In an instant, he broke through the second realm Yuxu, opened his eyes and let out a long sigh. Even myself felt surprised at such a rapid pace of cultivation. After the surprise, I felt regretful again. I had known that the practice was so smooth and fast. At the same time, he asked Zuo Mu Laojiao for his mind.

At dawn, Dole embarked on the journey again, with his bags on his back, boots, waist and whip, and a lean, coarse blouse. That conspicuous brocade suit always feels awkward to wear on his body. After leaving the City of Fire Lost on the side of the road. Feiyue came to the foot of the mountain after more than an hour on the towering road down the mountain, lifting his waistband and stepping towards the vast desert.

Originally Dole had a big horse with a tall head. He rode the horse on the road to raise his whip. But when he came to the steep mountain below the peak of the Gujnnar mountain, he couldn't find the gentle mountain road. This horse definitely couldn't climb the mountain. Yes, Dol simply dropped his horse and walked straight up the mountain through the desert behind the mountain.

Walking in the desert, eyes full of endless yellow sand, sparse weeds and low bushes, no one is seen in the desolate, only the hovering vultures screaming in the sky looking for prey. The sun in the desert at noon in summer was venomous and blazing, far more venomous than Dole had imagined. It was much hotter than the sea. Dole was already sweating profusely after walking for half a day. What made him most frustrated was that he couldn't find a tall tree along the way to cover the scorching sun, he thought. Fortunately, he didn't bring Cheng Li, or else he would howl and couldn't walk again.

I walked all the way down for seven or eight days. Along the way, there was still yellow sand on the ground and occasionally low hills stood bare on the horizon. There was still no human figure, but countless bones were buried in the yellow sand, and there were beasts and even human corpses. I occasionally saw a carrion corpse surrounded by quacking vultures, and countless vultures hovering down, as if the only life in this desert was this ugly guy.

During the day, the sun was scorching, but the night was scorching wind, with yellow sand whizzing, which hurts Dole’s daily sleep. He has heard Luo Ying talk about the harsh environment of the desert empire. This time I personally experienced it to realize that what I said was nothing. This is not the most bitter. The cold water in the bag is almost dry, and there is still no village or water pool.

Originally thinking about coming to this desert empire. As in the Longse Empire, you can find people to ask for directions and just add some food. I didn’t expect this desert to be so desolate that there are so many beasts and birds. You can’t even find a big tree or a stream, let alone a village with people. Going aimlessly in circles around this desolate land, if you go down this way and fail to find the Demon Temple, people have long died of thirst in this desert.

Anxiously, he sat down in a patch of loose grass, unfastened the bag on his back, took out the black clay pot that was too familiar to him, and placed it in the yellow sand. My mouth began to mutter again. Sesame opened the door, Sesame opened the door. The seductive little elf, whose green smoke was dissipated, was still floating on the earthen jar after spinning twice, blinking with light green eyes, and saw the yellow sand everywhere under the desolation in front of him. Surprised eyes flickered between them:

"Langjun, have you finally come to the desert empire?"

"Why don't you have to ask? There is still such a desolate place in the whole continent."

Dole murmured unhappily. Every time the elf was summoned, he was always angry. Every time the elf didn't hate him, he still greeted him with enthusiasm, this time as well. With a chuckle:

"Langjun must be lost."

"What kind of lost is that, there is no way here." Dole has become accustomed to the unpredictable ability of elf, like a roundworm in his stomach, he knew his situation before he even spoke. Not as surprised as before.

"Anyone who achieves major events will have to go through some hardships. The current difficulty of Lang Jun is only a drop in the sea. The magic temple is in the desert empire, while the capital is in the desert. There are still three thousand miles away. Lu Yao, needless to say the harshness during this period, he has to pass through a desert with a radius of more than a thousand miles. There is still some grass and trees in this desert, but there is no grass in the desert, and the day sun is dozens of more poisonous than here. Double, the wind and sand at night is even more overwhelming." The elf said suddenly with plastic surgery.

"God, it's still so far away." Dole deliberately opened his mouth wide, pretending to be surprised.

"Haha, is Lang Jun scared?" The elf regained his playful smile as if by magic. At a glance, he could see that the kid was acting stupid. If he was really scared, he would have drooped his head long ago.

"It's really hard for me, let alone scared. With my pair of hot wheels, let alone three thousand miles, I can walk even ten thousand miles. The key now is which direction I should go, and This broken place can't even find a place where people have water, so I won't tell me not to eat or drink." Dole continued.

"Go straight to the northwest and cross the desert to be the capital of the country. Although this desert is desolate, there are always people with water. You can be patient and look for it, Lord."

"How can I be patient, there is no water in this skin, and I will die of thirst if there is no water." Dorr shouted and took off the water sac hanging on his waist.

The elf smiled as he was about to say something, and there were rushing footsteps under the sand dunes not far away. Dole and the elf turned their heads in astonishment. The astonishment was just that in an instant, Dole was a surprise. No matter what kind of animal the hoof came from, as long as it is a wild animal, there is something to eat and drink. Naturally, it is animal blood.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of feet came to the sand dunes. Dozens of tall horses rolled up the yellow sand and fluttered. There were dozens of tall silhouettes with curly hair and eagle-nosed horses, all wearing black armor with big swords in their waists. Spear, this is actually a group of desert cavalry. Suddenly seeing a dry foreign boy in front of him, a broken earth pot in front of him, and an illusory and charming little woman floating on the earth pot, Mercedes Benz's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The first of this group of desert cavalry is taller and burly. The top of the head is not a bright helmet but a circle of black iron hoop. On the forehead, the black iron hoop is inlaid with a small head, a terrifying head with black fangs, and the monster that rises from the sea in the Strait of Death. The horror heads on the palace stone gate are so similar. It's just a different size.

It’s not a group of wild beasts but a group of desert cavalry. Dole’s surprise suddenly dropped to the bottom. Although he was not afraid, he just didn’t know how to communicate with these desert people. They all said that the desert people are extremely cruel, let alone a group of soldiers. Don't even think about asking for some clean water. Dole was hesitating how to communicate with the unexpected desert cavalry, whether to gesturing or pretending to be confused. The elf whispered anxiously:

"Langjun, run away, the person in front is a magic repair."

"How do you know?" Dole asked in confusion.

"Did you see the black hoop on his head? That's the forehead guard worn by Mo Xiu, and it's also a sign of Samuye."

"Are you afraid of them? Are you not a demon elf, why are you afraid of magic repair?" Dole was even more confused, thinking that the elf should belong to them.

"I will tell Lang Jun later that if the servants are caught by this group of cavalry, it is really worse than death." The elf said hastily, spinning twice quickly, and then turned into a ball of green smoke floating into the black clay pot. in.

Seeing that the elf was so anxious and afraid, Dorr didn't want to bend down and grab the black clay pot, then turned and ran forward. Right here is the magic repair of the tall horse waving his hand at the running figure of Dole. The cavalry behind his hand brandished the spear and broadsword in his hand, and whizzed away with his horse. This tall magic repair seemed to be the commander of this desert cavalry.

After a few steps, the galloping horse's hoof sounded again behind him, and the yellow sand flew up, and Dor sighed with a sigh of relief. The hot wheel came up under his feet again, and the horse's hoof was thrown behind him after a few flashes of lightning. Unexpectedly, this dry boy ran so fast, his legs were rounder than the wheels, and it turned into a black shadow in front of him in a few strokes.

How could the desert cavalry be good at riding and shooting this kid to run away like this, and the hoofs of the galloping horse were even more eager, even if it was like this, it still couldn't catch up with the kid in front. Instead, it is getting farther and farther. The desert cavalry's fierceness is also well-known, one by one, the spears in the extended arms are thrown toward the disappearing figure in front.

A blast of wind shot from behind, and you didn't need to look back to know the attack from behind. The prophet buried in his consciousness had already felt the power coming. Dodging away from one spear, avoiding one and then shooting the other one, dozens of spears spilled like raindrops. Such a long distance can be thrown so far and so accurately with the strength of the arm alone, and the strength of the desert cavalry can be seen. No wonder the power of the desert empire can counter the armed forces of the five major countries.

Among the spears thrown by raindrops, Dorr's figure leaping back and forth to hide back and forth jumped out of a figure of a personal character, seemingly hurried but so quick. Although not elegant but not at all embarrassed, this is the effect of the rapid growth of skill. The thrown spear smashed into the yellow sand, and Dole dodged for a while and was overtaken by the desert cavalry behind him. Seeing the spear missed, he pulled his bow and shot a round of sharp arrows and screamed.

Dole is really hot now, don’t I fight back, do you really treat you as a pustule? The dashing steps suddenly leapt into the air, the man turned a half in the sky, the dragon whip was already in his hand, and he flew up with one hand. Dao Feng's blade blocked the water shrouded in the figure, and the sharp arrow shot was chopped down.

There was a gurgling sound, and all the desert cavalry who rushed were surprised and glared at them, shouting loudly, astonished that they didn't expect this dry boy to be able to use spells, and the glaring was even more because they were performing orthodox techniques. Dole's fight back came to a complete halt, and the flaccid horseshoes reached him in the blink of an eye. The desert cavalry rushing forward roared and slashed with a big knife from his waist.

With his hands on the ground, Dole pulled out a few more wind blades, and the blood spattered flying across with the crackling sound. The first few fierce desert cavalry spattered yellow sand on the spot. Although fierce but only brute force, dealing with these ordinary desert soldiers Dole is calm. The flying cavalry behind tightened the horse's rein in horror. Unexpectedly, this kid was so strong and vigorous that the remaining desert cavalry stopped in horror.

The opponent stopped but Dole didn't stop. He kicked his feet again and flew up and down to a frightened horse. He took the black clay pot in his other hand into his arms, and took the horse's rein and turned the horse's head. The legs slam the horse's belly, and the horse's hoofs are about to gallop to the northwest with the sound of neighing. At this moment, a black shadow rushed from the cavalry, the tall and burly figure, the horror head on the forehead, shining brightly under the scorching sun.

The leader of the desert cavalry, Samaya Moxiu finally took action, and rushed into the air with a thick long sword volleyed into the air, black light shining and black air. A fierce murderous intent came, Dole didn’t turn his head, and the swift condensing technique once again waved his hand in the air. The dragon’s whip flashes like a piercing magic weapon. This is the known power that can be accurately captured without looking at it. The source of strength.

Booming, the destructive power came sinking, and it really was magic power, but now it is not the first time that Dole has confronted magic repair, and the power is much deeper than before, and the blood is only slightly shaken and he quickly recovered normal. The steed made a violent neigh again, and the four hoofs hurriedly retreated a few steps, and after a blow from the mid-air Demon Xiu, he rolled over and fell to the ground, and took a few steps back. The strength of the two sides seemed to be between the two.

It was that Demon Cultivator stood still and froze there after retreating. It seemed that he didn't expect that this humble boy's technique was not weaker than him. The slightly distracted gesture was even hit by the grass whip in Dor's hand. When the strength is equal, the power of the artifact always allows Dole to take advantage of it.

The magic repair was still at the head of the gods. Dole controlled the frightened steed, and once again patted the horse's ass, the steed shook off the horse's hooves and galloped toward the northwest. After returning to his senses, he looked at the dust and sand swaying in the distance, turning over and jumping onto his The horses shouted violently, and dozens of horses chased away again with the shouts, but the yellow sand swept away, leaving only a few dead bodies buried under the yellow sand forever~www.ltnovel.com~The endurance and speed of desert horses Sure enough, it was a well-deserved reputation. Dol rode his horse wildly until the setting sun went down, and he stopped his horseshoes when he couldn't see the chasing soldiers. This afternoon, he galloped for hundreds of miles. The steed drooped the horse's head and gasped heavily, and Dole also had a dry mouth. This afternoon, both people and horses were exhausted. Dorr subconsciously stretched out a hand to the water sac around his waist, but he felt a dry one, and patted the horse's belly angrily. Is this ghost place still alive?

Wow, there is a sound of water from the horse's belly, and the hand feels a little elastic, a little surprised and a little expectant, looking down, there is a bulging water bag hanging from the horse's belly next to the saddle. Hahaha, I didn’t expect to get such a trophy. It’s more precious than any golden treasure at this time. Dol laughed and took off the water sac and eagerly opened the cover of the sac. He raised his head and poured cold water into his mouth. Inside, it is really sweet and cool, and I feel like I have never had such sweetness.

After drinking enough water, the spirit came again, Dole turned over and jumped off his horse and reached out to take out the earthen jar in his arms, and placed it on the ground. In his mouth, there was another whisper. The door opened, the door opened, boomed, and the misty green smoke rotated and turned into a charming With a soft figure, the elf blinked at his light beautiful eyes, and Shu Lingling's green pupils turned and looked around, observing the surrounding situation as soon as the shock came out. To be continued.

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