Zilong breathed a long sigh. He seemed to be mentally prepared for the ghost's arrangement.

And deep in Zilong's heart, he had stricter requirements for himself. His goal was not just to enter the fifth-level king, because Qing Shiang would not stand still and wait for him...

Zilong's eyes moved again, looking around, looking at the dim and scarlet and wild sand flying around, he asked the ghost in confusion:

"Ghost, this ghost place can't see the direction at all. Where am I going?"

"Do you know why this place is called "Un-Yuan Han Desert?"

Zilong frowned slightly:

"Can it be a dry desert without edges?"

Ghost laughter;

"Congratulations, guessed right."

Ghost looked leisurely, but Zilong's face was not that good-looking.

"There is no edge, so how can we get out of it?"

"Think about it yourself. This is just the first level of the dala land. You can't even get out of here. You don't have to think about the extremely terrifying Zetan and Shura land."

Zilong rubbed his hands and asked with a smirk:

"Can you give me a little hint?"

"No prompt, but you can pass on martial arts."

Zilong was happy when he heard the sound and asked excitedly:

"What secret technique?"

"Do you still remember the Fire of the Flame Sun?" Zilong asked back.

Zilong nodded and replied:

“That’s natural.”

In the cave in the Warcraft Mountains, Zilong explored under the guidance of the ghost and mastered the method of condensing the fire of the Flame of the Sun in order to untie the golden tendon rope for Ada.

Thinking of the days when he stayed asleep all night in the Mountains of Warcraft and devoted himself to studying the fire of the flames of the sun, Zilong couldn't help but show bitterness on his face, sighing lightly, looking unbearable to look back.

"You just condensed the crimson fire of the sun, which was just the primary fire of the sun. Now I want you to find a way to get out of the drought-free desert and carry out a deeper fire of the sun."

"The deeper level of the flame of the sun condenses?"

"Yes, the fire of the flame sun can be divided into five levels according to the color, from low to high, it is crimson red, orange red, golden yellow, pure white, and blue white. Of course, the color is just an external representation. The flame energy contained in these five levels of the flame sun fire is very different. If you can condense it one after another, you will feel it clearly.

And when you temper the crimson flame of the sun into orange, I will pass on you a ground-level martial arts!"

Zilong was shocked by the ghost's words. Zilong seemed to have never heard anything except the four words "earth-level martial arts".

"Earth-level martial arts..."

The murmuring sound came, and Zilong's eyes rose frenzy.

For Zilong now, nothing is more attractive to him than high-level martial arts, especially after seeing the earth-level martial arts used by Gu Qing that day. The thunder wolf bombardment turned into the thunder wolf sword that Gu Qing made at that time, Zilong is still vivid in his mind...

Zilong's performance seemed to be completely expected by the ghost. He only heard the ghost smile secretly, and then he heard a soft voice:

"Okay, stop drooling, first temper the crimson fire of the sun into orange."

Zilong nodded and kept this matter high in his heart. Zilong thought, when he was tired of wandering in the drought desert and sat down to rest and practice, he would carefully ponder the further tempering of the fire of the flames of the sun. The most urgent thing is to explore this drought desert first...

Thinking of this, Zilong looked up at the dust rolling around, and his eyes gradually brightened:

"The boat will naturally be straight when it reaches the bridge. Let's take a look first. I don't believe that this small desert can trap me!"

Zilong moved straight and explored in the desert filled with dust and wind.

...

For an hour, after Zilong walked in this drought-free desert for an hour, Zilong finally understood why the dala land was called the cemetery of a low-level monk.

The first level of the dandelion in the dandelion alone was far beyond Zilong's expectations.

The wind and sand in this arid desert were very strong, and Zilong, who had once strode in it, was almost suffocated.

Fortunately, there is a secret technique called Guigu Teng Na Technique in the Ghost Sect’s Ghost Sect.

With the help of Guigu breathing technique, monks can maintain the normal breathing of the original true qi of the Dan Source in extremely harsh environments, as well as their own breathing... This is a unique skill that can make people survive in desperate situations!

With the help of Guigu breathing technique, Zilong can breathe without his mouth and nose, thereby avoiding the invasion of dust and sand into the throat.

With double gravity on the vibrating wrist guard, Zilong endured the strong wind, endured the slap of sand and stone in the face, dragged his heavy body and struggled to move forward in the drought desert without any chance.

"This suffocating dust alone is enough to kill a group of people..."

As a doctor, Zilong has a very clear understanding of the physical ability of ordinary monks. According to Zilong's estimate, if he does not take any protective measures and walks against the wild sandstorm, even a fourth-level monk can only last for half an hour at most.

If the source gas is released, it can be isolated from the invasion of wild sandstones, but I am afraid that no low-level cultivator can maintain the source gas is released for half an hour...

Zilong used the ability of Guigu breathing technique to marry in the arid desert for another half an hour.

The crazy sandstorm greatly hindered Zilong's vision. Zilong, who had been traveling continuously for an hour and a half, had no idea about the harsh environment of no arid desert.

The continuous use of Guigu Teng Na Technique for one and a half hours has reached Zilong's limit.

Zilong's physical strength was far less than before. In the end, Zilong chose a slightly sunken sand in the sand dune. He buried his head and dug up the hole, took out a cloak coat from the storage ring, draped the coat on his body, covered his mouth and nose with a gauze scarf, and hid it in the sand cave to temporarily avoid the violent attacks of the wind, sand and dust stones.

Zilong thought in his heart that even with the Guigu breathing technique, under such violent wind and sand, he had only moved forward for an hour and a half. If he wanted to continue moving forward, sand and dust would invade his throat. Such a level of wind and sand was no longer something that a low-level monk could deal with.

Zilong guessed that the violent wind and sand would have a stop, because if the wind and sand were always so strong, then if you fail to get to the drought and desert level, the low-level monks would bury their bones here, and all the casualties would be killed and injured...

Zilong quietly lay in the sand cave. He closed his eyes and secretly recited the Tianshui Art in his heart. He practiced while lying down, waiting for the wind and sand of the outside world to disappear...

And things were as Zilong expected. After Zilong closed his eyes and practiced for two hours, the whistling sound in his ears gradually subsided.

The wind stops, the sand stops, the dust stops, and the stone stops.

As he listened to the calm outside world, Zilong's tight eyes suddenly opened.

Feeling the heavy sand, soil and stones on his body, Zilong breathed gently, and his eyes became steep the next moment, and the source energy was released!

Zilong's late-stage source energy poured out, and he jumped out from under the heavy sand like a cannonball that had flowed through the sky!

Standing on the soft sand, Zilong took back the source air from the outside and put the cloak and gauze into the storage ring.

After Zilong shook the sand on his body, he looked around and looked at the world again.

After the wind and sand subside, the world becomes brighter and clearer.

Zilong's vision was widened, but the situation seemed to have not improved at all, because there was still sand in the distance.

The sea of ​​sand is connected to the sky, as if there is no boundary.

Moreover, after the wind and sand just now disappeared, the shape and size of the land he occupied, the shape and size of the sand dunes had undergone earth-shaking changes.

There was no sun and moon, no trees, no oasis, only an endless sea of ​​sand and sand dunes that could change at any time... This made Zilong breathe a long time and was at a loss.

"I don't have the chance to get a drought-and-drift, this place is really right, it makes people feel a little desperate..."

Shaking his head, Zilong continued to move his steps and began to explore in the desert again. He had no clear direction to move forward, but just walked willfully.

Zilong's eyes rose and he carefully looked at every inch of sand in his field of vision. He was exploring the secret of the arid desert.

"According to the ghost's words, this drought is far from dead. There are many low-level monks who can get out of it. There must be something I haven't discovered..."

Zilong left a row of straight footprints in the endless sea of ​​sand. Along the way, he found that this drought desert was completely two worlds when the wind blew and stopped.

When the wind blows, the sound of the wind roars in the drought desert, sand and stones roll, and it is noisy, and the ears are buzzing.

When the wind quits, the entire desert falls into death silence. Zilong, who is walking alone, can even hear his heartbeat and breathing clearly.

Suddenly, Zilong glanced at him and noticed some abnormal movements in the sand nearby.

The soft sand not far away in front of him actually caused waves of sand like rolling waves!

The sand waves overlap, rolling towards Zilong!

“There is something under the sand!”

As soon as Ran Zilong's voice fell, his powerful spiritual sense felt a huge crisis from the soles of his feet!

The original true qi and instant breath in the Zilong Dan Source were already spread all over the body. The Zilong Source Qi was released from the outside to protect his body, jumped on the ground, and jumped far away from the sand where he was standing.

Zilong, who was far away from the place just now, hurriedly recited the mantra secretly, and the pupils of his eyes were immediately clinged to the mysterious green light!

"In the name of ghosts and gods, you can see through the mystery of all things!"

With ghost eyes peeking on the ground, Zilong's pupils shrank into the tip of a needle in an instant!

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In the previous chapter, that is, Chapter 311, the initial chapter was wrong and there were many typos. Jian Xue modified it again. The final chapter was named Dala Gas. If the chapter name is incorrect, you can refresh it and take a look.

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