Dou Po's Endless Devour

The next second, the sand exploded and flew all over the sky.

"Your fused fighting spirit can explode easily, and the destructive power is considerable."

Yao Lao clicked his tongue and looked at the flying sand, looking forward to the effect this kid would have when he used the fused fighting spirit to fight against the enemy.

Dou Qi with a single attribute will basically not explode unless a certain fighting skill is used, and this fusion fighting skill has different attributes. As long as Xiao Ding needs it, he can split it to form an explosion.

"It's very powerful and very dangerous."

Xiao Ding was not too happy. If this kind of power could not be wielded like an arm, it would be potentially dangerous.

He got up and walked towards his dinner. Looking at the fragrant snake soup, he smiled and started eating.

At the same time, within the Yunlan Sect, a powerful aura surged out from the mountain and spread rapidly, making the disciples of the sect sink.

"The master's strength has improved again."

"The sect leader is so awesome!"

When many people were talking about the sect master's breakthrough in strength, the First Elder still had the courage to tell Yun Yun the news that Xiao Ding had escaped.

After hearing the news, Yun Yun's originally good mood suddenly disappeared.

She said with a dark face: "Is there anything wrong with the mountain? Why is this kid sneaking around!"

"Not sure. I have sent people to Wutan City to check, but he has not returned."

Yun Leng smiled bitterly.

Yun Yun frowned slightly: "Has the news spread?"

"Not yet. I have blocked the information as much as possible, but I do not rule out that some forces can obtain the information through certain means."

Yun Leng answered uncertainly.

"Then ignore him for now. If this guy can escape, he won't get into trouble easily."

Yun Yun asked the elder to get down, and suddenly held her hands: "Xiao Ding, it's best not to be caught by me, otherwise I will beat your father until you can't even recognize him!"

Xiao Ding sneezed, touched his stomach, and said with satisfaction: "It tastes really good, let's start practicing now."

He put away the pots and pans, then set up a tent and entered it to practice.

Taking out a bottle of medicinal liquid that Yao Lao specially refined for him to assist in body refining, Xiao Ding took out the wooden barrel and soaked it in water to practice.

This is considered a luxury in the desert. Even if it is used repeatedly, he must often search for water resources.

"I wonder how effective your new body-refining potion is."

Xiao Ding looked at the dark water, walked in and sat down, and suddenly felt itchy all over, as if insects were scratching his skin.

Xiao Ding's face twitched, he gritted his teeth and quickly activated the Golden Body Technique. Soon his flesh and blood heated up, like steel burning red.

In this state, he felt a coolness, and a strange medicinal power blended into his skin and flesh, which accelerated the improvement of his Golden Body Technique.

After practicing until midnight, the water in the bucket miraculously became clear, and Xiao Ding's black skin gained wisps of copper-colored light, indicating that he was stepping into the next realm.

After completing the training of the Golden Body Technique, Xiao Ding began to practice his fighting spirit, devouring the fighting spirit stored in the system to release it, and speeding up the concentration of his fighting spirit.

From this night on, Xiao Ding officially practiced hard in the desert, exploring the skills of integrating fighting spirit, practicing fighting spirit and various fighting skills, and occasionally engaging in actual combat.

Three months later, Xiao Ding shed a layer of skin, and his black skin turned into bronze, looking healthy and strong.

He has a strong and strong build, and several months of training have given him eight-pack abs. He has a handsome and sunny face, and is much taller than in Wutan City, already about 1.75 meters tall.

His skin returned to a relatively normal color, and coupled with the heat in the desert, he didn't even wear a mask and walked back slowly.

In three months, he has gained sufficient experience and gained a lot.

In terms of experience, he has gained a lot of desert survival experience, practical combat experience and experience in integrating fighting spirit.

In terms of cultivation, in addition to the improvement of the Golden Body Technique by one level, the fighting spirit is also improved by one star, becoming a three-star fighting master.

Of course, he was almost sick from staying in the desert. He couldn't bear it anymore and chose to go home.

"Yao Lao, isn't the route I'm taking too remote? I meet very few people."

Xiao Ding can only talk to Yao Lao now, feeling a little depressed.

"It's not normal to see so many people in the desert."

Yao Lao replied calmly, "Well, as soon as I mentioned people, quite a few people came over."

Xiao Ding looked into the distance. On the hot sand, the air was distorted, and the scenery he saw was a bit blurry.

Soon, there was a rapid sound of camels, and more than a dozen camels were running over quickly.

"The caravan is rare, but it seems to be running a little fast."

Xiao Ding was quite happy at first, but soon realized something was wrong.

He noticed that the sky opposite him suddenly darkened. Having had a similar experience, he immediately cursed, turned around and ran away.

Sandstorm!

He encountered a sandstorm again, which is one of the most terrifying weather conditions in the desert.

Its degree of danger is second only to quicksand. In fact, quicksand can be avoided, but it is very difficult to completely avoid sandstorms.

The best way is to find a place to hide.

"Look, I said that meeting a lot of people in the desert is probably not a good thing, right?"

Yao Lao was joking and took the opportunity to joke: "Remember the last time you encountered a sandstorm and you were almost buried in the soil and suffocated to death. It was only with my help that you crawled out."

"I do not want to hear."

Xiao Ding used the fighting skill Wind Cloth Afterimage, and the wind attribute fighting energy burst out, and his speed suddenly accelerated, turning into an afterimage, running faster than a camel.

He quickly ran to the nearest place with rock and soil protection, and hid in a huge stone cave in a mound before the sandstorm arrived.

There are already many people hiding here due to the sandstorm, and there are even snake people, who have occupied most of the cave.

Xiao Ding glanced at the Snake Man and several human races. Both camps had great fighting masters who were very difficult to mess with.

He walked in silently and leaned against the entrance of the cave.

The sandstorm outside is chasing us, the sky and the earth are dim, and people are as small as ants in front of this celestial phenomenon.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

The bells of the camels rang, and the caravan they met just now also came here. About twenty people jumped off the camels, let the camels stop in front of the cave, and hurried over.

They only got most of them in. There wasn't enough space at the entrance of the cave, and two people couldn't get in.

They didn't dare to let the team with the big fighting master squeeze through, so they set their sights on Xiao Ding.

One of them glanced at Xiao Ding with a pockmarked face, suddenly grabbed a hand and said arrogantly: "You, get out!"

Xiao Ding was furious, you came too late, and you still told me to get out? He was buried in the sand during the last sandstorm, how could he go out to find fault again this time?

There was a flash of copper light on his body, he raised his hand and slapped him, and with a bang, the hand he extended was hit hard back.

"Um?"

This seven-star fighting master had a pockmarked face and a fierce expression. He looked at Xiao Ding coldly: "Boy, you still have some ability, but it's not enough. Do you want to go out on your own, or do we kick you out?"

Suddenly, several figures came over, including fighting masters and fighting men. There was strength in numbers.

"Why, do you think I'm easy to bully alone?"

Xiao Ding's eyes were cold. These guys bullied the weak and feared the strong. He looked down upon such people the most.