Soon after, a male cultivator slowly walked up from the other side of the hill.

This person looked like he was in his forties, his face was scorched, and he was actually the male cultivator in the main hall who was afraid of the Extreme Yin Patriarch like a tiger.

At this time, he was wearing a peculiar turquoise hat on his head, holding a white jade bowl, and there was still a cold air emitting from his body in such a hot place.

It can be seen that both of these things are extraordinary.

As soon as the man reached the top of the mountain, he looked around vigilantly, as if he was looking for something.

After seeing that there was nothing around him, the cautious color on his face became even stronger.

When he glanced at the hill from a distance not long ago, he seemed to vaguely see a figure swaying on the hill.

Now that there is no trace of the man. This naturally made this male cultivator wary of abnormalities!

After looking at the neighborhood again coldly, he inserted two fingers into the jade bowl without saying a word, and then suddenly pulled it out, and a white light flew out of the bowl with his movements, turning into an arc and hovering above his head.

"Disease"

The yellow-faced man pinched the law with one hand and spit softly in his mouth.

There was a soft "bang", and the white light burst out after a trembling moment, turning into a little starlight like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, enveloping a radius of dozens of zhang in it.

Layers of frost condensed on the red ground where the white light fell, but there was still no abnormality around.

Seeing this, a trace of doubt flashed on the man's face.

After he looked down and thought about it, he didn't think that he might have been dazzled before. He put this matter behind him for the time being, and looked at the black desert with a solemn expression.

"This place is really evil. The man muttered in a low voice as he looked at the strange black desert, also with some hesitation.

However, he only thought about it for a moment, and then shook off his robe. A red light flew out and landed on the ground.

After the light faded, a small fiery red fox-like beast appeared in the same place.

The man flicked his fingers, and a green pill flew out.

The little beast swallowed the pill in one mouth, and his face showed a look of enjoyment.

"Go"

The yellow-faced monk gestured unceremoniously in the direction of the black desert. Commanded the little beast.

The little beast immediately exerted all its limbs, turned into a red light and rushed down the mountain, and the speed was extremely fast.

After a while, this little beast that resembles a fox went deep into the black desert for dozens of feet, and took a yellow dragon around a big ***, and it was still safe and sound.

Nothing unusual happened! It was as if the black desert was the same as an ordinary desert except for its color.

The yellow-faced man looked stunned, obviously this result was also very unexpected.

He was ready for this "red civet beast" to be wiped out.

After all, this beast was just an ordinary first-level spirit beast, except for its agile movements and extraordinary sense of smell. doesn't have any great abilities, even if he hangs up, he won't feel heartache at all.

He frowned, staring at the little beast as it flew back and forth in the desert several times before a whistle called the "Red Tanuk Beast" back, allowing it to run back to the hill and fly into the sleeve of its robe again.

Then, the man looked at the black desert with a uncertain expression, and fell silent.

But this time he hesitated only for a moment. Still moved down the hill with both feet, and walked cautiously towards the black desert.

What he didn't know was that just after he walked down the hill, Han Li's figure reappeared at the top of the mountain after a fluctuation in the air.

Although the yellow-faced man had searched for a wide range of spells just now, Han Li had easily dodged the opponent's attack with the Breath Gathering Technique of the Nameless Technique, coupled with the Luo Yan Step, so that he had not noticed any signs at all. And Han Li was very confident, even if the other party was a monk in the middle stage of the Yudan. But as long as the nine "Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords" suddenly come out together after getting close to the opponent, they can definitely kill the opponent with one blow and make the opponent's god form annihilated.

This made Han Li hesitate for a long time, not knowing whether to kill the other party immediately, snatch the two treasures that he knew were valuable at a glance, or let the other party lean out of the way first.

When the other party asked the little beast to explore the black desert for a while, and there was no result, Han Li completely gave up his plan to make a move, and the unknown thing was the most dangerous!

He didn't believe it, this black desert was not dangerous at all.

And his possession of the white rhino pendant and the cold ice beads is enough for him to fight off the fire without hindrance. There is no hurry to need the other party's fire-fighting treasures.

The yellow-faced man didn't notice Han Li who appeared behind him silently. Finally stepped on the black sand and walked into the strange black desert.

One zhang, two zhang......

The man's expression became more and more nervous as he went deeper and deeper into the black desert!

But when he walked into the desert hundreds of feet. There is still no problem at all. The man's face relaxed slightly. Much relieved.

It stands to reason that this is already so deep into this area. If there was any danger, it should have appeared long ago.

Han Li looked behind at the man's shrinking figure, a surprised expression on his face.

Could he really have guessed wrong, this black desert just looks scary, but in reality there is nothing wrong with it?

If you knew this, it would be better to deal with this person as soon as possible and seize those two treasures.

Han Li regretted it a little in his heart!

But at this moment, a shocking protrusion arose in the distance.

After the yellow-faced monk took a step high and low, suddenly the black sand particles nearby floated for no apparent reason. They were suspended in mid-air and surrounded the men, emitting a dark glow, silent and eerie.

The man was also an experienced person, and immediately sacrificed the jade bowl in his hand to the sky, and a large white light flew out of the bowl, adding an extra layer of protection to the green shield.

At this moment, those black sand grains instantly turned into countless winged black insects, overwhelmingly rushing towards the man with a shocked face.

The man roared angrily, and after the white light was in full bloom, countless palm-sized ice shields appeared around, and then spun rapidly, forming a white hurricane that enveloped him in it.

At this moment, he had clearly seen the true face of these insects, which were jet-black flying ants. It's just that their number is too staggering, there are tens of thousands.

The yellow-faced man's mind was spinning rapidly, desperately remembering what kind of insects and beasts these flying ants were, and what kind of weaknesses they had.

But before he could think about it, the black torrent had already crashed into the hurricane of the ice shield.

The crackling sound sounded one after another, and all the flying ants were bounced out and flew out several feet away.

Seeing this, the man couldn't help but feel relieved, and his face showed a hint of joy.

But after a few moments, his smile froze.

Because the black flying ants that were bounced off turned over a few times, and then flapped their wings and flew over again, how could they look injured in the slightest.

This made him panic!

Then, without thinking, a gray flying knife came out of his hand, turning into a long rainbow and slashing at the flying ant colony.

As soon as the flying knife shot out of the hurricane, nearly 10,000 flying ants "buzzed" and swarmed up.

Still slashing wildly with the gray light, those flying ants were unharmed, but crawled all over the flying knives in an instant, trapping them in them.

The yellow-faced man was shocked and wanted to take back the magic weapon, but it was too late.

After a few flashes of gray light in the ant colony, it was drowned in a black torrent.

A mouthful of blood blurted out, and the man's face turned pale.

The fall of the magic weapon of the heart-to-heart connection made him, the master, also very angry.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly urged the white hurricane to rush away on the road, as long as he got out of the black desert, he might not have no chance to escape.

But at this time, those black flying ants stopped in place after devouring the remains of the flying knives, and did not chase him, but made a jaw-dropping move.

They gathered together in an instant, and after a flash of black light, they turned into a jet-black spear about several feet long.

With a piercing scream, the spear burst through the air like bed rage.

The yellow-faced man panicked in his heart, and hurriedly poured out the spiritual power in his body, making the hurricane around him fierce by three points.

The jet-black spear plunged headlong into the white hurricane.

"Bang" and "poof" sounded, and the black spear passed through the hurricane in a flash.

The sharp spearhead, the long spear shaft, was full of speckled red blood.