The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
But it seems that they also paid a huge price, which can be seen from the corpse in front of them.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
During the sandstorm, the sky and the earth seemed to be involved in a cloud of dust, making it impossible to go out at this time. But I still have a lot of food on me, but not much water. I didn’t have much water myself, plus the hot weather. I don't have much water left.
The wind gradually stopped, the sand in the sky gradually calmed down, and the world finally returned to its original appearance. A ray of sunshine finally shined through the thick clouds on this land abandoned by God, and everything returned.
But it seems that they also paid a huge price, which can be seen from the corpse in front of them.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
The next day I got up and continued on my way. I didn’t bring too many things with me because I didn’t have enough physical strength to carry so much.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
But what I am facing now is not an enemy, but the mysterious Burial Holy Desert. Here saints are like mortals and mortals are like ants. Even I am the same.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
"Damn, what went wrong?" I frowned, confused by the predicament in front of me. The power of a saint is extremely powerful and cannot be sealed easily. But I can't use any power at all. What's the reason
It is ironic to say that a saint who is capable of burning the sky and boiling the sea can only move forward in embarrassment in such a desert.
Now I am as fragile as a mortal, and I can no longer exert even a little bit of my strength. Even a body that is indestructible and can face the power of heaven and earth is just an ordinary person at this moment.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
Most of the Sixth Special Service Group are ordinary people, so they naturally have enough ability to survive.
Now I am as fragile as a mortal, and I can no longer exert even a little bit of my strength. Even a body that is indestructible and can face the power of heaven and earth is just an ordinary person at this moment.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
But it seems that they also paid a huge price, which can be seen from the corpse in front of them.
But what I am facing now is not an enemy, but the mysterious Burial Holy Desert. Here saints are like mortals and mortals are like ants. Even I am the same.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
I quickly buried the body because I couldn't find a tombstone. I personally read a passage from the Tao Te Ching to him, hoping that he could rest in peace. After that I took his tent away, the desert night was extremely cold. The temperature difference between day and night is so great that it is unimaginable.
I quickly buried the body because I couldn't find a tombstone. I personally read a passage from the Tao Te Ching to him, hoping that he could rest in peace. After that I took his tent away, the desert night was extremely cold. The temperature difference between day and night is so great that it is unimaginable.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
The next day I got up and continued on my way. I didn’t bring too many things with me because I didn’t have enough physical strength to carry so much.
At this moment, she was in a coma, her breath was weak and she could die at any time. I was stunned for a moment when I saw this, then stretched out my hand, put the last bottle of water on her lips, and drank it.
At this moment, she was in a coma, her breath was weak and she could die at any time. I was stunned for a moment when I saw this, then stretched out my hand, put the last bottle of water on her lips, and drank it.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
It is ironic to say that a saint who is capable of burning the sky and boiling the sea can only move forward in embarrassment in such a desert.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
It is ironic to say that a saint who is capable of burning the sky and boiling the sea can only move forward in embarrassment in such a desert.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
The wind gradually stopped, the sand in the sky gradually calmed down, and the world finally returned to its original appearance. A ray of sunshine finally shined through the thick clouds on this land abandoned by God, and everything returned.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
Zhentian is held in my hand, but at this moment, it has lost its indestructible power. It's just an ordinary sword at best. But now I have nothing to rely on except it.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
"Damn sandstorm!" I cursed bitterly. As I continued to go deeper into the Burial Holy Desert, I finally saw the unpredictable climate in the desert. It was still a good weather just now, but just like this, the whole world seemed to be in ruins. The world has turned into a dusty world, covering the sky and the sun. There is no light from the sun or the moon, and the visibility is less than a few meters. I know that I can only go so far today. If I continue, I will die in this sandstorm. This is terrible. No joke, unless I regain my saintly powers, I will not be able to compete with the power of nature.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
After getting into the tent, I squinted my eyes and tried to cultivate my own magic power, but no matter how I practiced, the outcome was the same. I couldn't mobilize any magic power at all.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
But what I am facing now is not an enemy, but the mysterious Burial Holy Desert. Here saints are like mortals and mortals are like ants. Even I am the same.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
Zhentian is held in my hand, but at this moment, it has lost its indestructible power. It's just an ordinary sword at best. But now I have nothing to rely on except it.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
In this way, I waited restlessly in the tent, and from time to time I stuck my head out to check the situation outside. But it's been a whole day, and the sandstorm hasn't stopped yet, and my water reserves are running low. If this continues, even I will be trapped here to death.
The next day I got up and continued on my way. I didn’t bring too many things with me because I didn’t have enough physical strength to carry so much.
But what I am facing now is not an enemy, but the mysterious Burial Holy Desert. Here saints are like mortals and mortals are like ants. Even I am the same.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
Most of the Sixth Special Service Group are ordinary people, so they naturally have enough ability to survive.
"Damn sandstorm!" I cursed bitterly. As I continued to go deeper into the Burial Holy Desert, I finally saw the unpredictable climate in the desert. It was still a good weather just now, but just like this, the whole world seemed to be in ruins. The world has turned into a dusty world, covering the sky and the sun. There is no light from the sun or the moon, and the visibility is less than a few meters. I know that I can only go so far today. If I continue, I will die in this sandstorm. This is terrible. No joke, unless I regain my saintly powers, I will not be able to compete with the power of nature.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
"Damn sandstorm!" I cursed bitterly. As I continued to go deeper into the Burial Holy Desert, I finally saw the unpredictable climate in the desert. It was still a good weather just now, but just like this, the whole world seemed to be in ruins. The world has turned into a dusty world, covering the sky and the sun. There is no light from the sun or the moon, and the visibility is less than a few meters. I know that I can only go so far today. If I continue, I will die in this sandstorm. This is terrible. No joke, unless I regain my saintly powers, I will not be able to compete with the power of nature.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
After getting into the tent, I squinted my eyes and tried to cultivate my own magic power, but no matter how I practiced, the outcome was the same. I couldn't mobilize any magic power at all.
I quickly buried the body because I couldn't find a tombstone. I personally read a passage from the Tao Te Ching to him, hoping that he could rest in peace. After that I took his tent away, the desert night was extremely cold. The temperature difference between day and night is so great that it is unimaginable.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
"Damn, what went wrong?" I frowned, confused by the predicament in front of me. The power of a saint is extremely powerful and cannot be sealed easily. But I can't use any power at all. What's the reason
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
The next day I got up and continued on my way. I didn’t bring too many things with me because I didn’t have enough physical strength to carry so much.
Now I am as fragile as a mortal, and I can no longer exert even a little bit of my strength. Even a body that is indestructible and can face the power of heaven and earth is just an ordinary person at this moment.
Soon I turned around and continued to prepare to leave. In this desert, I walked alone alone.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
I got into the warm tent and fell asleep quickly.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
Most of the Sixth Special Service Group are ordinary people, so they naturally have enough ability to survive.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
During the sandstorm, the sky and the earth seemed to be involved in a cloud of dust, making it impossible to go out at this time. But I still have a lot of food on me, but not much water. I didn’t have much water myself, plus the hot weather. I don't have much water left.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
It is ironic to say that a saint who is capable of burning the sky and boiling the sea can only move forward in embarrassment in such a desert.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
In this way, I waited restlessly in the tent, and from time to time I stuck my head out to check the situation outside. But it's been a whole day, and the sandstorm hasn't stopped yet, and my water reserves are running low. If this continues, even I will be trapped here to death.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
After getting into the tent, I squinted my eyes and tried to cultivate my own magic power, but no matter how I practiced, the outcome was the same. I couldn't mobilize any magic power at all.
In this way, I waited restlessly in the tent, and from time to time I stuck my head out to check the situation outside. But it's been a whole day, and the sandstorm hasn't stopped yet, and my water reserves are running low. If this continues, even I will be trapped here to death.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
After getting out of the tent, I looked up at the sun in the sky. The sun was already setting in the west. I knew it was time to get on my way.
In this way, I waited restlessly in the tent, and from time to time I stuck my head out to check the situation outside. But it's been a whole day, and the sandstorm hasn't stopped yet, and my water reserves are running low. If this continues, even I will be trapped here to death.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
"Damn, what went wrong?" I frowned, confused by the predicament in front of me. The power of a saint is extremely powerful and cannot be sealed easily. But I can't use any power at all. What's the reason
At this moment, she was in a coma, her breath was weak and she could die at any time. I was stunned for a moment when I saw this, then stretched out my hand, put the last bottle of water on her lips, and drank it.
The wind gradually stopped, the sand in the sky gradually calmed down, and the world finally returned to its original appearance. A ray of sunshine finally shined through the thick clouds on this land abandoned by God, and everything returned.
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
"Damn, what went wrong?" I frowned, confused by the predicament in front of me. The power of a saint is extremely powerful and cannot be sealed easily. But I can't use any power at all. What's the reason
In the next few days, I walked alone in this desperate desert, looking for opportunities to survive. At this moment, my enemy is no longer those powerful saints, but the extreme weather that can turn everything around.
Zhentian is held in my hand, but at this moment, it has lost its indestructible power. It's just an ordinary sword at best. But now I have nothing to rely on except it.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
In the desert, the temperature is very high during the day, especially at noon. The hot sand is enough to boil eggs. If a person walks on it, blisters will appear on the feet before long, and the pain will be felt. Make your already extremely low mobility even lower.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
Now I am as fragile as a mortal, and I can no longer exert even a little bit of my strength. Even a body that is indestructible and can face the power of heaven and earth is just an ordinary person at this moment.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
But what I am facing now is not an enemy, but the mysterious Burial Holy Desert. Here saints are like mortals and mortals are like ants. Even I am the same.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
However, this does not mean how powerful they are, but the Holy Burial Desert is a magical place. It does not mean being strong here. On the contrary, it is easier for the weak to survive.
After getting into the tent, I squinted my eyes and tried to cultivate my own magic power, but no matter how I practiced, the outcome was the same. I couldn't mobilize any magic power at all.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
I have never been in such a situation, even if I fight an unimaginable enemy, I will never be in such a desperate situation. Because even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will turn defeat into victory.
Just as I was looking around, a figure suddenly lay on the ground. It looked like a corpse.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
The wind gradually stopped, the sand in the sky gradually calmed down, and the world finally returned to its original appearance. A ray of sunshine finally shined through the thick clouds on this land abandoned by God, and everything returned.
"Damn sandstorm!" I cursed bitterly. As I continued to go deeper into the Burial Holy Desert, I finally saw the unpredictable climate in the desert. It was still a good weather just now, but just like this, the whole world seemed to be in ruins. The world has turned into a dusty world, covering the sky and the sun. There is no light from the sun or the moon, and the visibility is less than a few meters. I know that I can only go so far today. If I continue, I will die in this sandstorm. This is terrible. No joke, unless I regain my saintly powers, I will not be able to compete with the power of nature.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
I climbed up from the sand with difficulty, shook the dust off my body, and smiled happily, finally getting over it. But what to do next, I was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do at all.
The bodies of the members of the Sixth Special Service Group in front of me were so disfigured that I couldn't identify them. But there is no doubt that in order to fight against the ghosts, the Sixth Special Service Group ventured into the Holy Burial Desert, which even saints are not willing to enter.
For the first time, I felt that I was so weak. Without the power of a saint, I was no better than an ant.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, picking up sand grains all over the sky and hitting me head-on. No matter how I lower my head and bend down to protect my body, the fine grains of sand are still as pervasive as the most detailed offensive in the world. Getting into my clothes is as uncomfortable as it feels.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
At night, it is very cold in the desert, especially at midnight. The biting cold feeling will make you have to work twice as hard every time you move forward. This kind of hardship is not appreciated by outsiders. Therefore, the best time to march in the desert is the few hours after the sun sets and the time just after the sun rises.
In the Burial Saint Desert, whether a saint or a true immortal, their strength will become that of an ordinary person. In this case, what counts is not individual strength, but the ability to survive together.
At this moment, she was in a coma, her breath was weak and she could die at any time. I was stunned for a moment when I saw this, then stretched out my hand, put the last bottle of water on her lips, and drank it.
But it seems that they also paid a huge price, which can be seen from the corpse in front of them.
It seemed that I had no choice but to give it a try. At this moment, I seemed to have returned to the past, with a sneer on my lips. I gritted my teeth and went back outside. Then, despite the still strong wind, I struggled to move forward, but every step I took took a lot of effort. That kind of hardship was simply not something that ordinary people could bear.
I turned around and walked over, only to see that this was a woman of a foreign race. This woman was dressed in white and looked like she was unconscious.
"Damn sandstorm!" I cursed bitterly. As I continued to go deeper into the Burial Holy Desert, I finally saw the unpredictable climate in the desert. It was still a good weather just now, but just like this, the whole world seemed to be in ruins. The world has turned into a dusty world, covering the sky and the sun. There is no light from the sun or the moon, and the visibility is less than a few meters. I know that I can only go so far today. If I continue, I will die in this sandstorm. This is terrible. No joke, unless I regain my saintly powers, I will not be able to compete with the power of nature.
But the terrible obsession made me grit my teeth and hold on. I am a saint, the reincarnation of Tongtian Cult Master, and I will never die here. With this thought, my figure shuttled through the desert, gradually moving forward.
This woman was completely unconscious, but soon she opened her eyes, then took a cautious step back, looking at me warily.
I quickly buried the body because I couldn't find a tombstone. I personally read a passage from the Tao Te Ching to him, hoping that he could rest in peace. After that I took his tent away, the desert night was extremely cold. The temperature difference between day and night is so great that it is unimaginable.
But it seems that they also paid a huge price, which can be seen from the corpse in front of them.
In this way, I waited restlessly in the tent, and from time to time I stuck my head out to check the situation outside. But it's been a whole day, and the sandstorm hasn't stopped yet, and my water reserves are running low. If this continues, even I will be trapped here to death.