Chapter 2067

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 2067 white monk

Chen Feng said in silence, "you see, they summoned so many sand insects from the desert sea to form such a ship, which shows that it is not dead in the quicksand sea."

"This quicksand sea can be regarded as an ocean."

"There are countless monsters in the sea, even much more than in the land. There must be monsters in the quicksand sea, and the number of monsters will never be small, that's no wonder."

"No wonder what?" Han yu'er asked.

"No wonder when we came over, I always had a feeling of being peeped by an Zhong. It must be a monster hiding in the quicksand sea!"

"Haha, but it's all right. It's all right if the monster doesn't come. If he dares to come, I'll let him have no return!"

His words were heroic, and Chen Feng did have proud capital.

Now, although he is only in the realm of six Star King Wu, he has the combat effectiveness comparable to nine Star King Wu, which is so powerful!

When Chen Feng and his wife came here, they had basically explored a safe road. On this road, there were quite a number of small islands, and the distance between each island was not too far, which was enough for Chen Feng to use up his blood.

Chen Feng and his wife had just left the island when they suddenly heard a loud clatter behind them.

Chen Feng looked back at them, and their faces instantly became frightened.

It turned out that everything on this island was collapsing, and all the ruins collapsed into complete ruins.

And all the peaks on this island have collapsed, even the whole island itself has collapsed.

The next moment, the island sank into the sea of quicksand and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The whole process is just a dozen moments.

This scene, the sky fell apart, just like the end of the world!

Chen Feng and others were even shocked and didn't come back. After a while, he murmured:

"I know, I know, the existence of the site of datianlong temple is to allow predestined people to enter the space of Buddha dragon bones. At this time, I entered the space of Buddha dragon bones. Then, the mission here is completed, so it no longer exists."

Chen Feng shook his head and sighed, but he couldn't change it.

He and Han Yuer left quickly.

It's slow when you come, but it's much faster when you go back.

Two days later, they had left the quicksand sea and set foot on land again. The feeling of being down-to-earth was really unspeakable comfort.

At the same moment when Chen Feng and Chen Feng left the quicksand sea, a group of people were walking freely on a Gobi Desert three million miles north of them.

The combination of this group is very strange. There are four people in total, three of whom are dressed in vulgar clothes and have their hair.

The momentum of the three of them is very strong. If any one of them appears in Tianyuan Imperial City, they will be regarded as strong.

Because everyone's strength has reached the peak of eight star Wu Wang.

Among them, there is a cool and gorgeous woman in her thirties, whose strength has almost broken through to the nine star king.

The three of them are powerful, and their clothes are also extremely gorgeous. At a glance, everyone knows that the weapons in their hands are by no means ordinary, and the worst is also the soldiers of the fourth grade king.

And under them, they are all riding very powerful monsters.

Any one of these three people, even in this vast desert, can be called a strong man, enough to dominate a land of 100000 miles, and his hands control dozens of big cities and hundreds of millions of people.

However, these three people are all like slaves at this time, and they are extremely respectful to a young man in the middle.

This young man, however, is a monk. He wears a moon white cassock. The material can't be seen, but there are no patterns on it, which looks extremely simple.

All the hair has been shaved, and there are ring scars on the head.

Moreover, the other three rode on monsters, but he walked on foot.

A white monk robe, leggings on his legs, ordinary hemp shoes on his feet, step by step on the Gobi desert.

With the wind and sand sweeping across and the scorching sun in the sky, he looked the same, just like walking in a fairy palace. He always had a shallow smile on his face, and his bearing was extraordinary.

Moreover, his steps, every step, are the same length, even if it is measured with a ruler, it will not be so accurate!

The four people were silent and walked all the way. After walking for a full half day, he sat down on a big stone and crossed his knees.

The cold and gorgeous woman immediately rolled down from the monster, holding a jade bottle in her hand, filled a glass, and handed it respectfully to him.

The monk in white took it and drank it in one gulp.

The burly man pulled a curtain made of gorgeous animal skins and silk, surrounded it, and built a roof, which formed a tent.

Another middle-aged man, who was short and fat and didn't stand out, suddenly turned into an ice block with a flick of his finger, and there were black clouds on the sky that day, blocking the sun.

In this hot summer, the cool air suddenly seeped up, very cool, people can't help but sigh comfortably.

But all they did was to serve the white saint.

Obviously, these three people are his servants!

The monk in white looked around, shook his head, shook his body and said, "I've been walking for years, and I've walked hundreds of millions of miles in five years, but I haven't seen many Buddhist temples."

"Oh, no, in the Nanliang Dynasty, I seem to have seen sevenoreight temples, but they have also been destroyed."

The cool woman in her thirties next to him chuckled, "don't you know how those temples were destroyed, master?"

"Those are the hands of the jungle!"

"I know!" The monk in white laughed and said, "you can see it at a glance."

"You look like the ruins of the temple we passed a month ago. Tut Tut, the temple, the mountain where the temple is located, and the plain where the mountain is located have disappeared, and the temple has turned into a huge palm print within a thousand miles."

"One palm, smash the temple alive, smash the mountain and the plain alive!"

With a look of longing on his face, he whispered, "who can do such a power except those powers in our ten party jungle whose strength has exceeded the realm of Wu Wang?"