Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 2067: White monk

Chen Feng groaned and said: "Look, they have summoned so many sandworms from this desert sea to form such a ship, which shows that the sea of ??quicksand is definitely not dead."

"This sea of ??quicksand, we can regard it as an ocean."

"There are countless monsters in the ocean, even more than in the land. There must be this monster in the sea of ??quicksand, and the number of monsters will definitely not be small. That's no wonder."

"No wonder what?" Han Yuer asked.

"It's no wonder that when we came here, I always had a feeling of being given to Anzhong to see what existence was. It must be a monster hiding in this sea of ??quicksand!"

"Haha, but it's okay, it's fine if this monster doesn't come. If you dare to come, I will let him come and go!"

His words were full of pride, and Chen Feng did have proud capital.

He is now in the realm of the Six-Star Martial King, but he already has a fighting power comparable to the Nine Star Martial King, so powerful!

When Chen Feng and Chen Feng came, they had basically explored a safe road. There were quite a few small islands on this road. The distance between each island was not too far, enough for Chen Feng. Hold until the blood is exhausted.

As soon as Chen Feng and the two left the island, they suddenly heard a loud clacking noise behind them.

When Chen Feng looked back, their expressions became shocked.

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

And all the peaks on this island collapsed, and even the entire island itself fell apart.

The next moment, the island plunged into the sea of ??quicksand, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

The whole process is just a dozen moments.

In this scene, the sky is falling apart, like the end of the world!

Both Chen Feng were shocked and didn't recover. After a while, he murmured:

"I know, I know, the existence of the site of the Great Tianlong Temple is to allow people who are predestined to enter the Buddha dragon bone space. At this time, I entered the Buddha dragon bone space. Then, the mission here is also completed, so It ceases to exist."

Chen Feng shook his head and sighed, feeling a little bit sad in his heart, but he couldn't change it.

He and Han Yuer left quickly.

It is slow when you come, and much faster when you go back.

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

At the same moment that Chen Feng and the two left the sea of ??quicksand, a group of people was walking on a deserted Gobi desert three million miles north of them.

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

The three of them are very powerful, and 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 the Eight-Star Martial King.

Among them was a cold and glamorous woman in her 30s, her strength was almost about to break through to the Nine Star Martial King.

The three of them are powerful, and their clothes are extremely gorgeous. The weapons in everyone's hands can tell at a glance that they are extraordinary grades, and the worst is the 4th grade king's soldier.

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

These three people, whoever goes out, can be called a powerful person even in this kind of desert of tens of thousands of miles, enough to dominate a piece of land in a radius of 100,000 miles, and they control dozens of big cities. Hundreds of millions of people.

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

This young man was a monk. He was wearing a moon white robe. The material was invisible, but there was no pattern on it, so it looked extremely simple.

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

Moreover, the other three were riding the monster beast, but he was walking on foot.

Wearing a white monk's robe, gaiters on his legs, and ordinary hemp shoes on his feet, he stepped on the Gobi Desert step by step.

There was wind and sand swept through, and the scorching sun was in the sky, but his expression remained unchanged, as if walking in a fairy palace, with a slight smile on his face and extraordinary bearing.

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

The four of them walked forward in silence. After walking for a long time, he just sat down on a big rock and crossed his knees.

The cold and glamorous woman immediately turned over from the monster beast, holding a jade bottle in her hand, filling a cup, and handing it to him respectfully.

The monk in white took it and drank it.

The burly man pulled a drapery made of extremely gorgeous animal skins and silk, surrounded it with a roof, and formed a tent.

Another middle-aged man with a short stature and not very conspicuous, with a flick of his finger, immediately turned into a block of ice in a radius of 100 meters, and there were dark clouds in the sky, blocking the sun.

In this scorching summer, the cool air suddenly seeped in, it was very cool, and people couldn't help but sigh comfortably.

But everything the three of them did was to serve the white saint.

Obviously, these three people turned out to be his servants!

The white-clothed monk glanced around, shook his head, and said, "I have traveled this way without years. I have walked hundreds of millions of miles in five years, but I haven't seen a few. Buddhist temple."

"Oh, that's not right. In the Nanliang Dynasty, it seems that I saw seven or eight temples, but they have all been destroyed."

The glamorous woman in her 30s next to him chuckled and said, "Do you not know how the temples were destroyed?"

"That's all the hands of Shifang Jungle!"

"I know!" The white-clothed monk smiled, "Ten Fang Jungle, you can see it at a glance."

"You look like the ruins of the temple we passed through a month ago. Tsk, the temple, the mountain where the temple is, and the plain where the mountain is, have disappeared, and the temple has melted within a thousand miles. Made a huge palm print."

"With one palm, the temple was smashed to pieces, and the mountain and the plain were smashed to pieces!"

With a look of longing on his face, he whispered: "This kind of mighty power, except for the mighty powers of my ten directions jungle that have surpassed the Martial King realm, who can do it?"