Ling Feng, who was in the teleportation array, was slapped by the golden crocodile's rage, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then completely lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it has been, but Ling Feng regained consciousness and woke up.

At this moment, his whole body was sore, his mouth was dry, and he barely had the strength to even raise his hand.

In normal times, if you suffer a golden crocodile's palm, you will not fall into the field where you are seriously injured.

The reason why this time is so serious is because he had fought against Xie Idiot in the square before, and he had already been injured, and with the use of Hongmeng Triple Change, Shou Yuan had not yet recovered, which was equivalent to making matters worse.

Ling Feng secretly felt annoyed, he shouldn't have gone to the Savage Monument when he was injured, because he was in a hurry and pressed for time, and didn't even give himself a few days to recuperate.

If the injuries in his body are well recuperated, the palm of the golden crocodile will make him suffer some painless and itchless small injuries at most.

But it was useless to regret it for now, and he got up in embarrassment, looking around, trying to figure out the environment he was in.

The eyes are full of the vast desert, the yellow sand is dancing, the wind and sand are faint, the vast and misty, the ups and downs are continuous, and the people in the middle of it suddenly seem so small.

"Grass egg, the teleportation array is definitely deviating from its original position because of the energy riot that was twisted by the golden crocodile's palm. ”

Ling Feng stared at this misty and ruthless world, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Fortunately, it is certain that even if the energy in the teleportation array is extremely unstable, the location where he is teleported will not be too far away from the Savage Monument.

But right now, the sky is full of yellow sand. The scenery around him was exactly the same, and Ling Feng didn't have a map of savage monuments, just like a headless fly. If you want to reach the wild monuments in a short time, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Ling Feng turned the milky white liquid to recuperate from the wounds, and when his limbs regained some sensation, he got up and began to hurry.

Because in the desert, there are more dangers lurking than on the flat land. In addition to the terrible sandstorm accident, there are also countless desert man-eating scorpions. Lurking beneath the wind and sand.

These desert man-eating scorpions, although they are not soul beasts, carry deadly toxins, and it is very likely that they don't know when. Poke your head out and bite someone. When the time comes, even if Ling Feng doesn't die, he will have to shed a layer of skin.

The yellow sand was flying, and it still felt a faint pain when it hit my face. When his heel fell, the yellow sand flooded his heel, and when he lifted it, it was doubly difficult, and there was an injury to his body. It's a very difficult walk, and it's a step by step.

It was dark and bright, and the day passed. At this moment, Ling Feng was exposed to the scorching sun for a long time, his lips were white, full of cracks, and the clothes on his body were stained with blood and gravel, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Finally......

In his sight, he saw a building in the distance. A tattered flag hangs from a high pole on top of the building.

It is an inn in the desert, made of a dozen earthen houses. Not even a name.

Ling Feng stood at the door of the inn and looked inside, only to see that there were already seven or eight tables of guests sitting in the dim earthen house.

These people are all disciples of the sect, and they are all in the four major domains of the southeast, south, northwest, and northwest, all dressed in white, and they are brightly dressed, and their cultivation is in the Juyuan Realm and the Shenqiao Realm.

"I heard that there are a lot of sects that have come to the wilderness and ancient sites to train this time, at least dozens of sects. ”

A man in white clothes drank tea elegantly and said slowly: "Even the Eastern Regions Dao Sect, the Southern Regions Blue Water Tianque, the Western Regions Yunhai Palace, and the Northern Regions Yellow Dragon Realm have all organized disciples to come here to practice. ”

Ling Feng looked at his outfit, he should be a disciple of a small sect called Ye Qiudian.

"What's more, the four major domains, the four seven-rank sects have all sent their disciples, in addition to these, I heard that even the disciples of those ancient families in the city of heaven have been dispatched. ”

A guest at the other table said.

"Once a year, most of the treasures in the Savage Monuments, the Essence Yuan Pill in the body of those rock monsters, the various rare ores born in the center of the earth, the Ice Spirit Mushroom, and the Yuan Vein or something have been looted by these powerful sect disciples. ”

Another person said sourly: "Our disciples of the small sect are just a foil, and we can only share some scraps. ”

"It's better to share some scraps than not to come at all. ”

The disciple of a small sect said, "Who told us that our qualifications are mediocre and we don't have the ability to enter the big sect." ”

"Senior brother, I'm full, go out for a walk. ”

At this moment, a crisp girl's voice rang out.

Ling Feng faintly felt that the girl's voice was very familiar, and couldn't help but shift his gaze to the table in the corner.

There were seven or eight people sitting at this table, and in the center was a girl who looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, hair hanging down her shoulders, and smooth and fair skin.

At the moment, she was holding a small pointed chin, light eyebrows, a pair of big and bright eyes, blinking, looking out of the window in a daze, as if thinking about something.

Ling Feng smiled, his smile was bright.

Because the girl at the moment is none other than Ao Bingyue.

He really didn't expect that he would be so fateful to meet her here.

"Hey, boy, don't look at the place if you want to beg, where can you come here? Where to go cool, don't be an eyesore. ”

At this moment, the guys at the inn also spotted Ling Feng and immediately rushed out and waved him away.

This Xiao Si is an unawakened mortal, very shallow-sighted, and has long been in the mind.

In his thoughts, the other guests were all brightly dressed, spotless in the wind and sand, obviously with treasures to protect themselves, and they were cultivators.

And at the moment, Ling Feng's clothes were torn in many places, stained with blood, and while he was sloppy, even his cheeks were weathered, he must be a mediocre mortal, so he was not polite when he spoke.

Hearing the noisy sound, the guests at several tables in the inn subconsciously turned their heads, and when they saw clearly that Ling Feng's lips were chapped and his face was full of dust, they all shook their heads, looking indifferent.

"I just want to beg for a drink. ”

Ling Feng stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips.

He's really thirsty!

"Water, do you know how precious water is in the desert?"

The miscellaneous inn Xiao Sdeli said unforgivingly: "I want water, a bowl of yuanzhu." ”

The value of the Yuan Zhu is much higher than that of gold, and one Yuan Zhu is enough to buy a decent house in the big city, which shows how dark Xiao Si of this inn is.

"I don't have Yuanzhu, but ......"

Ling Feng didn't bother to bother with him, and was about to throw a few yuan stones from the space ring and stun the guy who didn't know what to do, when a surprised voice rang out.

"Ling Feng, is it really you?"

A touch of surprise appeared in Ao Bingyue's eyes as black as autumn water, as if she didn't believe what she saw in front of her, and specially lifted the tender pink soft wattle and wiped her eyes.

"Not me?"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and calmly walked into the inn. (