Demon’s Diary: Volume 5 Sword Qi Jiuxiao 712 Desert Youxiao

"This Mysterious Desert is far more terrible than rumored, but if you want to get that person's thing, how can you not take some risks. The key is that there is another enemy next to you, so that they do n’t dare to let go Is. "

When Thunder Monster was secretly angry, Suddenly felt something, and when he glanced down, he saw that Wind Monster Mo Ji was looking towards him with burning eyes.

"Mo Ji, what do you mean by this look, don't tell me, in these circumstances, still have the heart to fight with me?" Thunder Monster both eyes narrowed said lightly.

"Hum, kill my beloved son, wait for it to happen, and then slowly calculate with you." Wind Monster coldly smiled, turned his head and ignored him.

"It goes without saying that cultivation base has reached the level of you and me. What's the matter? If you and I have come to this Mysterious Desert, how about joining forces temporarily?" After Thunder Monster Hehe, suddenly The words turned around and said.

"Cooperate, how do you team up? I agree, will you be really relieved?" Mo Ji's eyes flashed surprising color, but a hint of irony appeared on the face.

"You and I know the rumors about Mysterious Desert. Since you are here, you have no intention of returning empty-handed. I believe the same is true for Mo Ji, as long as Fellow Daoist is willing to join hands, what is there to worry about ”Lie Zhentian hearing this, a loose heart, said his expression relaxed:

Mo Ji listened to these words, but for a while, the thoughts turned sharply.

The name of Mysterious Desert, in the land of Southern Barbarian, there are actually not a few people who know it.

Speaking of which, this black desert is like a moving space secret realm, which has appeared many times throughout Southern Barbarian.

However, the true name of Mysterious Desert spread throughout Southern Barbarian, but it was a rumor in thousands of years ago.

At that time, someone reportedly broke into the Mysterious Desert and picked up a former treasure of the former Southern Wastelands, a personal treasure of Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, and brought it out safely.

Once the story spread, it suddenly caused a lot of waves in Southern Wastelands. The whole Southern Barbarian cultivator was shaken, and at the same time involved all major forces. After hundreds of years of blood and rain, it slowly subsided.

But after this incident, although countless people all around tracked the whereabouts of Mysterious Desert, their tracks have been a mystery.

This Mysterious Desert often takes decades or even hundreds of years. Only once, and the location is erratic, will be disappeared without a trace in a very short time.

Sometimes the major forces already get the news, but when the rushers are sent, the desert is weird again.

Thousands of years later, high level cultivator can really say that very few people have ever entered Mysterious Desert.

Even if there are a few Rouge Cultivator who can enter Mysterious Desert, except for the lucky one with the treasure at the beginning, there is no second person who can come out of it.

So some people say that Mysterious Desert is a Jedi.

The only lucky one was silence a witness. Therefore, the real situation in Mysterious Desert, these years has never been known.

But almost all forces believe that it must have something to do with Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, where tens of thousands of years ago disappeared, and it is likely to be its last died during meditation and heritage.

However, since it involves the ruins of Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor, Profound Opening Supreme Being. even if is dangerous again, and the people who follow it will naturally follow it. Even Heaven Imitation Realm Expert such as Feng Lei Er Yao can't resist its temptation.

"It's okay to join forces for the time being, but it is only limited to break free here. As for whether you can find the ruins of Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor in the future, it depends on their own opportunities." Mo Ji muttered silently. After a long while, he said a long breath.

"Okay, Mo Ji Fellow Daoist is really an easy-going person, then that's all for sure!" Lie Zhentian agreed with Wind Monster and immediately laughed.

It's just that both of them know that this covenant does not have any binding force at all, only when ruins is found. It's very likely that when the two turned their faces.

Speaking of which, although Mysterious Desert is rumored to be extremely dangerous, the two are not very concerned.

After all, cultivator entered here before. It is said that the highest cultivation base is only True Core and nothing more.

"It seems that this sandstorm will wait for some time to calm down, you and I still take advantage of this time. Restore magical power, and then go out together to break out." Many heavenly wind storms outside Lie Zhentian looks at, proposed.

"Either." Mo Ji nodded, approving the idea.

Then the swallow down recovering the magical power Medicine Pill, they both found a corner and meditated cross-legged.

...

Out of the oasis Beautiful Sand City where Sand Clan people live, there will be a sandstorm from time to time, but no matter how big the storm is, it will automatically dissipate near the oasis or bypass it by itself.

An ordinary-looking young man in gray robe stepped out of Beautiful Sand City slowly. After looking around ring of light, he walked to the sand dunes not far away and sat cross-legged.

It is the Liu Ming that strayed into this black desert.

in an instant, he has been in this oasis already for half a month, and he also knows a lot about situation.

Especially after seeing a manuscript left by Southern Barbarian cultivator, the origin of this weird desert, and the rumors about it, became clear in Liu Ming's's mind.

Mysterious Desert's rumors, it's not surprising that he has never heard of it before.

Although there is a period of time from Liu Ming to Southern Wastelands, most of them are in concocting pill, cultivation, and there is not much time in contact with people. How can they deliberately probe these rumored thing.

Even now, Liu Ming does not care much about the so-called Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor ruins, and the focus is on how to get out from here.

After all, the Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor is a Profound Opening Supreme Being person. Even if some thing stays here, it is not a Crystal Transformation cultivator who can dye his fingers. If you leave a restrictions, you can easily kill it.

Based on what he heard these days, these Sand Clan people seem to have a close relationship with this Southern Wastelands Puppet Emperor. Both inside and outside the word respect the Profound Opening Supreme Being who fell tens of thousands of years ago.

Unfortunately, it wo n’t be convenient to follow up on specific news.

Liu Ming thought about it for a while, both hands-formed hand seals, closed both eyes and entered the final decision.

After a short while, he opened his eyes and sighed softly.

Yes, the Sand Clan people are right. The Heaven and Earth Origin Qi here is extremely thin and is not suitable for foreign cultivator cultivation.

The Sand Clan people here can rely on the special constitution to directly draw the Origin Qi deep in the ground and add cultivation. However, for external cultivator, the extraction speed has dropped by more than a hundred times, which is basically a waste of money, even if the time is long, magical power will slowly disperse. Go, which caused the realm to really fall.

Fortunately, he also brought some Gathering Spirit Pill and Golden Yuan Pill with him. Don't worry about it in a short time, but really like Sand Clan Great Elder said to stay here for a few years, the consequences are really unthinkable.

Since cultivation is so difficult here, Liu Ming is naturally lazy and doing useless things, simply lying on the sand dunes, looking up at the sky of yellow mist, a little dazed.

Since he stepped into the cultivation world, he has never left the word cultivation in his mind and thought. After all these years, he was really tired.

The desert in front of Black sand is long, and the sky is also dim with gloomy. It can be said that there is no scenery at all, but it is a rare spectacle in the eyes of Liu Ming.

The black desert of as far as the eye can see, the vast ten thousand li (5,000 km), is frank and magnificent. Against the dim yellow sky, it looks extremely spectacular!

Such a scene makes people suddenly feel a sense of loneliness and sorrow at the glance.

Liu Ming blankly looked at, for a while, my mood turned a bit empty.

I don't know how long after that, he suddenly moved in his heart, flipped with one hand, and a silvery white ore appeared in his hand.

Hula!

Liu Ming ignited a red flame, wrapped the ore in it, and melted into a silver liquid in a flash.

The other hand is stroked lightly, and the liquid solidifies and forms. After a while, it turns into a silver Long flute with a length of about two feet.

Liu Ming had a hint of memory in his eyes, and put Yin Xiao on his mouth to play.

A faint flute sounded slowly, like a rising cloud, mistless and long.

The sound of flute was quietly clear for a while, sad and high for a while, and low as silk for a while. The expression was shocked.

This flute technique was still learned by a prisoner who was proficient in the Savage Island at an early age. Although he has time to play again for the first time since he set foot on the Immortal Cultivation, it is still a celestial body compared to before. Different.

With the thought in his heart, the involuntary sound of the flute contains a touch of homesickness, and the tone becomes lower and lower.

At this moment, a girl figure wearing a snow-white skirt and a mask of white muslin silently flashed out not far from Liu Ming behind, which was the Sand Clan girl of the Crystal Transformation aura he had previously noted.

At this moment, girl stands tall, with snowy white arms crossing the back, a pair of beautiful eyes flowing in mid-autumn festival, looking at the gray robe youth on the small dune.

The breeze blowing in the distance slightly lifts the transparent white muslin from time to time, revealing one of the world-famous faces that can be broken, at the same time raised a faint black sand and dust, set off by the melodious flute. , Blowing on the face also seemed to soften.

Liu Ming, as if not aware of it, is playing the silver-white Long flute in his mouth, as if at this moment, between heaven and earth, there is only this Long flute in his hand, and nothing else.

And girl is standing so quietly, motionless listening to the sound of the flute, his eyes are gradually blurred.

Time seems to be still at this moment.

Flying smoke in the desert, lonely sand dunes, a man who plays flute against the air, Miaoling girl who listens quietly, all this outlines a beautiful and desolate picture, looming a sense of elegant etherealness.

The end of the song, the sound of the flute gradually diminishes, and finally becomes nothing.

"It's been a long time since the girl was here, is there anything wrong?" Liu Ming gently lowered the silver flute in her hand, stood up from the gravel, and then turned calmly and asked.