Chapter 590

In the sandstorm that covered the sky, Tianfu Academy and his group were forced to spread out not long after they entered.

Although these storms have weakened a lot, they should not be underestimated.

Those small yellow sands, densely hitting the body, also made a bouncing sound, which was quite uncomfortable. When I looked into it, my vision was blurred, and I could only walk forward with a hazy feeling.

In such a state, it is almost impossible not to disperse.

Some people will even get lost in it, and even turn around and come out again.

Lin Yun strolled in it, the invisible sword force permeated his body, resisting the swept wind and sand. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at random in the sandstorm, poured his true essence into his eyes, and when his field of vision reached the limit, he could vaguely see some vague silhouettes.

But in the blink of an eye, these outlines were annihilated by the wind and sand.

Mo Ling and the others, who were still not far away from him before, couldn't see it any more. After trying for a while, Lin Yun had to give up searching.

He found a direction at will, and walked forward like this, neither hurried nor slow, calm and calm.

The seemingly unpleasant footsteps actually left many people behind without knowing it.

After a long time, Lin Yun's eyes widened suddenly. He appeared in a vast sea of ​​sand. The dunes were undulating and continuous. At a glance, the scene in all directions was almost identical.

In this dry sea, unless there are quite conspicuous landmarks, it is impossible to judge the position with the naked eye. The sea of ​​sand beneath your feet will flow strangely without your being aware of it, and you can't even notice it yourself.

The only thing that can be determined is the temperature.

The deeper you go into the sand sea, the higher the body temperature will be, and the lower the temperature will be when you go out. Although it is still a little disturbing, the martial artist in the Purple Palace Realm has a very keen physical perception.

In the small temperature difference, it can be easily felt, and it is barely able to walk in it.

With a weak perception, Lin Yun walked forward.

The desert is not lifeless. There are many stubborn weeds and shrubs randomly dotted on the ground.

While walking aimlessly, Lin Yun stopped after two hours.

Thoughtfully, he looked back casually, his eyes fell on a weed, then walked straight over, and slowly squatted down.

"Sunset Flower!"

After observing for a while, Lin Yun finally confirmed that this was not a weed, but an evening mist flower that had not yet bloomed.

The rhizomes of this flower are winding and slender, and the longest can reach 10,000 meters. It can only bloom after five years of aura and moisture. Before it blooms, it looks like a dead weed that can be overlooked if you're not careful.

After blooming, there are usually four petals of different colors, namely white, yellow, blue, and purple, which wither after two days of blooming.

After trying to survive for five years, the real bloom time is only two days. Therefore, its flower fragrance is rich and precipitation, and it lasts for a long time, and it has an extraordinary effect when it is used as medicine.

Evening mist flowers are not rare in this dry sea, but they are quite rare in the outside world.

After a chance encounter, it will be a good harvest.

In the huge withered sea, in addition to the ancient treasures, there are many similar exotic flowers and plants. As long as the warriors who venture here will hardly return empty-handed, they will always gain something.

This flower still has some time to bloom, but Lin Yun is not in a hurry, just sits cross-legged not far away, closing his eyes and cultivating.

After sitting for three days, Lin Yun felt a faint wave and opened his eyes immediately. Seeing that the top of the Yugiri grass grows a flower bud, and in front of its eyes, it blooms at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, all four petals of different colors unfolded, and the rich floral fragrance hit the face.

Although the flower fragrance is strong but not bright, fresh and refined, it pervades the Quartet like fog and water. In this hot desert, it makes people feel like a spring breeze, which is quite refreshing.

Lin Yun put down the sword box on his back, opened it, and then stretched out his hand, and all four petals fell into the box.

click!

When the sword box was closed again, the strong fragrance of flowers was locked in it.

The Burial Foil Sword has long been a top-level super-grade profound weapon, and I have never been able to find a suitable exotic flower for promotion, but now it is an opportunity.

As long as enough Xiwu flowers are collected, the funeral flowers should be promoted to treasures, which is also a pleasant surprise.

But at this moment, just when the sword box was closed, two cold rays of cold light suddenly shot out from the sand to lock it. It was a lizard monster, attracted by the fragrance of flowers.

Whoosh!

It broke out of the ground, and its huge body nearly 100 meters long, with a scorching evil spirit, opened its fangs and slaughtered it.

Lin Yun's expression did not change, his energy was surging, and he punched out.

Clang!

Suddenly, the power of twenty-five cauldrons was poured into the fist, and a loud noise broke out, resounding in the air like a holy sound. But this terrifying punch only pushed the lizard monster back dozens of meters.

After landing, his ferocity continued to pounce towards Lin Yun.

"Something fancy."

A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and the majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes made waves. With the sound of contention, the fist was like a sword, and another punch hit the belly of this lizard beast.

Click!

This punch is not only heavy, but also contains a little sword intent. The huge body of the monster suddenly created a huge hole, and the blood dyed the sand red in an instant.

Putting the sword box on his back again, Lin Yun rose into the air, landed on the corpse of the lizard monster, and flew into the air again.

Bang!

In mid-air, Lin Yun's clothes rattled, but the huge corpse was crushed into pieces under his random foot.

Walking all the way forward, under Lin Yun's intentional search, Xiwuhua was discovered one after another.

However, in two days, five or six Xiwu flowers were collected, which was still not exhausted. When he wanted to move forward, the monsters he encountered became more and more difficult to deal with.

In this harsh environment of the Kushuohai, the monsters that survive are also quite difficult to deal with.

Some monsters have an amazing defense. Just relying on pure fist light, they can't even hurt one bit. They have to use a little sword intent.

Just now, a sand snake with the thickness of a bucket, not only has an amazing defense, but can also spit venom, and can even escape into the sand sea, being as flexible as a fish in the sand.

It took a lot of effort for Lin Yun to clean up the sand snake.

In front of a sand dune, Lin Yun stopped, and he looked at Xiwucao in front of him with a look of surprise in his eyes.

This evening mist grass seems to be much more psychic than the previous evening mist grass, the luster is drifting away, and it is not like a weed at all.

Just as he was in shock, the evening mist grass bloomed in front of his eyes, and a seven-color light shone. The mist in the air reflects the colorful rays of light, colorful, like a dream.

"It turned out to be a seven-color evening mist flower!"

Lin Yun whispered to himself that the evening mist flower generally only has four colors, red, white, blue, and yellow, and there are three more colors of green, purple, and blue in front of him.

It is no wonder that such a big movement is made. It is said that it takes a hundred years for such a colorful evening mist flower to absorb enough spiritual energy, which is very rare.

However, the movement was a bit louder.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The dreamy beauty that appeared out of thin air in the desert attracted several figures in the blink of an eye. Before all the Xiwu flowers bloomed, five sect disciples appeared around him, staring straight at the seven-color Xiwu flowers.

"Good luck. I actually met a seven-color evening mist flower."

"Hey, the value of ordinary Xiwu flowers is quite rare. I'm afraid these colorful Xiwu flowers are invaluable."

"There is such a harvest before we reach the ancient tomb of Xingjun. We really don't know how lucky we are."

These four people are all quasi-overlord-level forces from other states and cities, and their realm is not low, and they all have the cultivation realm of Yang Xuanjing. During the conversation, Lin Yun was completely ignored, as if he was just air.

But it doesn't matter, in Lin Yun's eyes, these people are like air.

"Several, these seven-color flowers already have owners."

Lin Yun looked at the five people and said calmly.

"yes?"

"I'm not talking about you, you are a piece of trash who hasn't even broken through to the Yang Profound Realm." One of them sneered and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Hahaha!"

All of a sudden, the five of them burst into laughter. In their opinion, this Lin Yun is simply stupid. It's hard to say whether he can go or not, but he actually dares to say nonsense, saying that this colorful evening mist flower belongs to him.

Click!

The sound of laughter echoed loudly in the open sand, but a few people laughed, and were horrified to find that they couldn't laugh.

On the ground, I do not know when five headless corpses fell.

"This body is so familiar..."

The five human heads floating in the air were staring at the headless body, their consciousness gradually withering.

"It seems something has changed."

Lin Yun looked at the burial foil sword in his hand. On the wooden sword, those natural veins shone with a faint aura.

The five sect disciples of the Yang Profound Realm who had achieved small success were not worth his sword, but killing them one by one would be troublesome after all.

As long as it can kill with one sword, this sword will also be released, just to see if the funeral flower has improved after absorbing a lot of floral fragrance in the past few days.

However, the drawn sword, Lin Yun had no intention of taking it in, but looked at a certain direction absently.

Swish!

The figure hidden in the shadow could not hold back after all, and fell into Lin Yun's field of vision.

"Amazing, with the power of a sword, you can kill four sect disciples of the Yang Profound Realm. Even some of the leaders of the Yang Profound Realm are difficult to achieve. Your Excellency can complete the Yin Profound Realm. Cultivation, to do such a heaven-defying move is truly admired by this old man."

The person who came was an old man, about seventy or eighty years old, quite energetic. When he spoke, he had a strong smile on his face, and he concealed his evil spirit very well.

While speaking, a sand snake about a hundred feet in length suddenly protruded out of the ground and rushed towards the seven-color evening mist flower.

click!

But just after it appeared, the old man pointed out a huge hole, which was cut into two pieces.

It's amazing, this sand snake is a bit difficult to deal with without a sword. If the other party can point to pieces, no matter whether they are trying their best to deliberately stand up, it is also considered a bit of skill.

In the loose cultivation, it should not be weak.

Lin Yun's expression didn't change at all, he didn't speak, didn't say a word, just looked at each other quietly.

When the old man saw Lin Yun's expression, he was slightly disappointed. His strike was so powerful that he wanted to shock Lin Yun.

Unexpectedly, the other party said nothing at all. But it didn't matter, he immediately said with a warm smile: "Don't get me wrong, little friend, this old man has no interest in this Xiwuhua. There are many powerful evil cultivators mixed in in this sea of ​​​​withering snow, and I have seen them too. There are some monsters in the top ten outside the list, all of them are terrible. If you want to come, you should also be a little friend.

I have heard that there is no reason for this Ku Shuohai, how about making friends and joining forces to enter the ancient tomb of Xingjun? "

He really has no interest in the seven-color evening mist flowers.

What he was interested in was Lin Yun, this kind of sect monster might have amazing strength. But they are somewhat arrogant, and they have insufficient experience in the arena, even if they know that they are not credible.

You will also feel that you have a plan in your chest, and you can hold him in your hands at any time.

He has a way to deal with this kind of junior. When Lin Yun dies in his hands, more than Xiwuhua, all the treasures on Lin Yun's body are his.

For example, that sword is very nice.

The old man squinted his eyes, his smile gradually deepened, and the greed in his eyes was concealed.

"You do not deserve."

The sword came out and returned to its sheath, and Lin Yun picked flowers and left.

It's just that on the empty ground, in addition to the five headless corpses, there was one more corpse that was chopped in half by Ben Lei. The blood was stained with yellow sand, and the residual temperature did not dissipate.