40,000 Years of Cultivation

Ten days later.

"Boom! Boom!"

There is no cloud in the wasteland, but there is faint thunder.

In the middle of the gray and white Gobi, a blood-red figure burned, constantly brandishing the sword, rolling up layers of air, and blasting thunder.

It's Li Yao who is practicing knife!

Three months of training in the Thunder training camp, the first month to learn basic movements and simple crystal armor control techniques.

In the second month, he must integrate his own moves and techniques into the crystal armor.

In the third month, under the leadership of the instructor, he will go to some of the most dangerous fierce places in the depths of the Great Wilderness, hunting monsters, discovering the treasures of heaven and earth, and constantly sharpening oneself in the **** fight.

Li Yao was wearing a blood sword armor.

This kind of battle armor, which is more ancient than the Seven Step Rock Snake, is not liked by many people in the outer camp.

However, Li Yao loves its simple structure, firmness, and reliability. It has endless possibilities for modification, and it is convenient for him to use the power of the sword.

The Chief Instructor Mao Feng also highly praised the Bloodblade Battle Armor. He had a lot of experience in controlling the Bloodblade Battle Armor, all of which were passed on to Li Yao without reservation, so that he could fully appreciate the charm of this classic crystal armor.

The blood knife battle armor comes standard with a heavy straight-bladed sword with a length of 2.01 meters.

However, Li Yao replaced it with a 1.97-meter half-curved scimitar, and opened air guide grooves on both sides, which can give full play to his advantage of swift knives and ghosts.

"boom!"

Li Yao stepped heavily on the ground again, the psychic energy on the soles of his feet exploded, and the air wave bounced hundreds of small stones high and flew in all directions.

"Huh!"

In an instant, the blood knife battle armor turned into dozens of scarlet red afterimages, and most of the small stones were shrouded in it.

I couldn't see Li Yao's knife action at all, I could only hear the sound of "chachachacha", the little stones broke into two halves and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

The last few pebbles could not withstand the bombardment of psychic energy, they burst directly, turned into powder, and flew up one after another.

Li Yao retracted the knife, **** light gushing from the crystal eyes of the blood knife battle armor, scanning the surrounding circle, let out a faint sigh.

"Three hundred and seventy-two pebbles, only three hundred and sixty-four were cut open, six were directly bombed, and two of them fell to the ground before they were attacked."

"My body still can't cooperate with the crystal armor 100%, and it doesn't have enough control over power, so it can't reach the point where it can be freely retracted and retracted!"

"For three days, staying at this step for three whole days, is this my limit?"

Li Yao was a little irritable.

Since entering the second stage, his progress has been slower and slower, and there is no longer the kind of full sprint in the first stage, and the hearty upgrade pleasure.

In the past three days, it has been stagnant, no matter how frantically cultivated, there has been no improvement.

Chief instructor Mao Feng told him that this was normal.

In any cultivation, there are bottlenecks and limits.

Just like a teenager, in adolescence, no matter what you eat, you can grow; after entering adulthood, no matter how much you eat, it will be difficult to grow one or two centimeters.

If a person is growing all the time, every second can be improved, even if it is a billionth, that would be terrible.

What Li Yao needs most now is to take a good rest, slow down the speed and intensity of his cultivation, and consolidate what he has learned a while ago.

However, Li Yao didn't believe in this evil, so he rested for a long time, and then ran to the wasteland to practice the sword alone.

"When will you be able to wield a sword as powerful as Long Wenhui!"

Li Yao manipulated the battle armor of the blood knife and took out a small angular stone from the storage bag on his waist.

It was the piece that Long Wenhui, the deputy leader of the Hundred War Sword League, gave him on that day.

Every aspect left Long Wenhui's powerful sword intent, and every sword intent contained infinite mystery.

Li Yao repeatedly figured it out, but only initially experienced part of the artistic conception of the three swords.

He is like a beginner who has just learned to hold a pen, but he is going to copy a master's splash ink landscape, completely unable to start.

"Long Wenhui is a strong Jindan, and his sword intent is not so easy to comprehend."

"But now I am wearing a crystal armor, and my combat power has increased by more than three times, even if I have a more comprehension!"

"One knife, I only need one knife!"

Li Yao held his breath and lightly touched every facet of the pebbles again.

Even though the fingers were all wrapped in armor, the subtle touch came into my mind without any difference, while the mysterious and mysterious knife intent was hidden in the mist, like a dream, and unpredictable.

Putting the pebbles in his bag, Li Yao started his boring practice again.

Out of the knife, speed up, chop, close the knife!

The monotonous movements were repeated again and again, and Li Yao completely forgot the passage of time and immersed himself in the world of blood knives and stones.

With the blood knife battle armor as the center of the circle, within a radius of one mile, tens of thousands of broken stones are densely covered.

When he was finally exhausted, his eyes turned black, and he couldn't even stand still, only to realize that it was dusk.

Behind him, there was a panic howling suddenly.

The crystal eyes behind the blood knife battle armor recorded a jaw-dropping scene.

Countless beasts on the wasteland gathered into a tumbling tide, rushing towards him eagerly.

At the top of the line are ordinary beasts.

Behind is a monster with a strange shape.

Li Yao even detected several powerful demon soldiers.

They don't seem to be hunting, but they seem to be fleeing!

boom! Boom! Boom boom boom boom!

There was a dull vibration on the horizon.

It's like a steel army composed of giant spirit gods, launching a decisive charge, a thousand troops and horses, breaking through the world.

Soon, a huge yellow wave appeared on the horizon, covering the sky and the sun, rolling in.

"sandstorm!"

Li Yao's face turned pale.

Sandstorms, brought together by hundreds of hurricanes, rolled up hundreds of millions of tons of gravel and stones to form a torrent of destruction. It is one of the most terrifying natural disasters in the Great Wilderness.

This kind of natural disaster is often caused by the disorder of the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth. There is no sign in advance. According to the different destructive power, it is divided into ten levels.

Even the slightest level ten sandstorm can easily roll up humans and animals.

A grade 7 sandstorm can overturn the crystal rail train.

As for level five and above, it is a terrifying existence that even cultivators don't want to face directly!

This group of sandstorms can't be seen at a glance, the color is extremely dark, as yellow as ink, and there are still faint thunder and lightning inside.

Absolutely above level five!

"run!"

Li Yao quickly went out.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Behind him, the dust storm swallowed everything.

There were constantly powerful monsters roaring heartbreakingly, struggling desperately, but they were still caught in the sandstorm, either crushed by huge boulders, or thrown out of the clouds by the hurricane.

Li Yao raised his speed to the limit. The countless red data in the light screen pulsed wildly, reminding him that every power talisman array was in overload, and the reaction furnace cauldron in his lower abdomen was hot, like a fireball. .

"Run! Run!"

Regardless of Li Yao, he crushed his posterior molars and sprinted with extreme speed!

The power of nature is far beyond human imagination. After hurried out for dozens of miles, he was still caught up by the sandstorm, and he was instantly caught up in a whirlpool of destruction!

In the sandstorm, it seems to be another world. Because of the psychic disorder, a series of colorful hurricanes are formed. It seems as if the wild beasts with life, roaring deafeningly, and there are thousands of snake-like lightning entangled in it, gorgeous, Magnificent, magnificent, and magnificent, far beyond Li Yao's imagination.

Countless strange rocks, wild beasts, and monsters were caught by the violent hurricane, spinning at high speed in the wind and sand, smashing into each other violently, breaking into pieces, and annihilated invisible.

Death is so close, it is like the gate of Jiuyou Huangquan, opening in all directions at the same time!

The Bloodblade Battle Armor is simply unable to resist the tear of the hurricane.

Li Yao struggled to run the power rune array, trying to break out of the sandstorm, but the two power rune arrays exploded on the spot.

And the solid crystal armor, being pulled by two pulling forces in different directions, it creaked, and it would tear up at any time.

"Since you can't escape, then don't escape!"

Death was close at hand, Li Yao's heart was about to burst, his brain became extremely clear, and every second passed so slowly, as if he could perceive every detail of the sandstorm.

"Zhou Zhenghao is right, this world is also a big training camp! I will be in this world training camp, constantly tempering myself, constantly practicing, and constantly fighting!"

"Even if I die, I have to kill this sandstorm first!"

Li Yao's eyes were blood red and roared like a beast.

He no longer flees, but follows the direction of the hurricane's rotation, blasting the power rune to the limit, blasting out the fastest speed, forward, forward, forward!

This is not to follow the flow, but to cut through the wind and the waves, all the way hurriedly!

"call!"

A huge boulder was rolled up by the storm and hit Li Yao violently.

In an instant, the sword intent left by Long Wenhui, a strong Jindan expert, on the small stone exploded from the depths of Li Yao's brain, turning into streamers and flooding into his limbs.

"Huh!"

In the storm of death, in the colorful vortex, Li Yao swung an unstoppable knife, smashing the boulder to pieces!

"Wow!"

A flying monster, also caught in the whirlpool, was struggling to maintain its balance, rushing towards him with all his strengths.

With a long roar from Li Yao, the power rune array tilted slightly, deflected, mixed with the wind and thunder, and slammed into the flying monster.

The scimitar drew a nearly perfect arc, cutting this high-level demon soldier in two cuts!

"Boom! Boom!"

A group of purple hurricanes, mixed with the potential to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, surged towards Li Yao.

Li Yao roared continuously, his soul burned wildly, and a layer of substantial red glow surrounded the blood knife battle armor, as if the crystal armor had turned into a blood-colored giant seven or eight meters high, and the psychic energy lingering on the scimitar, It also inspired a ten-meter-long, frantic edge!

"Roar!"

In the depths of Li Yao's throat, there was a meaningless wild cry.

This is the battle cry that lies in the deepest part of the bloodline. When human ancestors had not yet learned to speak, they would naturally send out a battle cry when faced with wind thunder, volcanic eruption, and beast invasion.

Li Yao faced the hurricane, sprinting, sprinting, sprinting!

The sword spurred a sharp edge that pierced the world and slashed in the middle of the hurricane!

The hurricane was actually ripped apart by his violent psychic power, causing him to pass directly through the middle!

Immediately, this group of hurricanes turned into countless small wind groups, swallowed by other hurricanes, and dissipated invisible.

The hurricane was killed by Li Yao!