Mortal Seeking Immortal

Just as the monk surnamed Li stretched out his hand, a black light flew from a nearby boulder. With a pop, it penetrated the personal armor and dantian of the monk surnamed Li, and a large amount of spiritual power leaked out.

The monk surnamed Li turned pale, looking down at the blood hole in his dantian, his eyes full of horror.

The black light stopped half a foot in front of the monk surnamed Li, revealing his figure. It turned out to be a black spindle-shaped magic weapon about two fingers wide, with traces of black energy wrapped around the magic weapon.

The monk surnamed Li looked at the monk surnamed Bai on the side and saw that he was standing by and watching. He understood in his heart and said angrily: "You have sworn to heaven. If you attack me, you will die."

The monk surnamed Bai didn't say a word, but a figure in black robes walked out of the stone forest and said with a smile: "So I am the one who kills you."

The monk surnamed Bai glanced at the person who came, and continued to pick up the storage ring on the corpse. He no longer looked at the monk surnamed Li. The monk surnamed Li wanted to use his body skills to escape from here, but he had no choice but to lose all the spiritual power in his body, so he could only wait. die.

After collecting all the treasures on the monk's body, the monk surnamed Bai showed a look of satisfaction on his face: "It's not in vain that I tried so hard to trick them here. This harvest is good, at least it can be exchanged for enough for the two of us." A year’s worth of elixirs.”

The man in black robe was overjoyed: "If it weren't for the recent chaos caused by the demonic cultivators, I'm afraid these monks wouldn't be willing to form a team easily, and in the end they gave us an advantage."

"I heard that the City Lord's Mansion has sent people to the Guijue Desert to investigate the traces of demonic cultivators and intend to exorcise them. Taking this opportunity, we will take action a few more times. There will be no shortage of training resources in the next few years."

The monk surnamed Bai nodded, glanced at a fist-sized bulge that had just appeared on the yellow sand not far away, and frowned slightly: "This place is not very safe, retreat quickly."

The man in black robe glanced at the monk surnamed Li who was sitting slumped on the spot: "How will he solve it?"

The monk surnamed Li's belongings had been searched by them, and there was nothing of value left. The monk surnamed Bai said calmly: "Leave it here to feed the spiritual insects."

After that, the monk surnamed Bai used his body skills and took the lead to run away. The man in black robe retracted the black spindle-shaped magic weapon and followed closely behind the monk surnamed Bai.

The two figures disappeared at the end of the yellow sand.

The monk surnamed Li who stayed on the spot looked around with horrified eyes, and was about to get up and leave. Unexpectedly, a black vortex the size of an egg suddenly appeared at his feet, and all the surrounding yellow sand poured into the vortex.

The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it expanded to the size of a watermelon, and more and more yellow sand poured around it.

The monk surnamed Li had been in and out of the Ghost Desert countless times. He certainly knew what was under the vortex. He was so frightened that he rolled and crawled to get away from the black vortex.

Before he could run away three steps, a huge mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly emerged from under the yellow sand and swallowed the monk surnamed Li in one bite.

Immediately afterwards, the giant mouth followed the same pattern, swallowing all the surrounding corpses in a few mouthfuls, and then disappeared under the yellow sand.

The yellow sand was restored to its original state, with all the blood stains and corpses disappearing.

...

As the sky grew late, Ye Zhou stopped and glanced at the setting sun in the distance. Green light flashed in his sleeves, and all the spiritual insects chasing him under the surrounding yellow sand were killed.

Before the spirit insect's blood soaked into the yellow sand, the spirit beetle swarm that was released from the insect control bag buzzed into several groups and headed straight for the spirit insect's corpse.

There was a rustle of spirit beetles gnawing food on the yellow sand.

Not long after, only useful parts of dozens of spirit insect corpses were left on the ground. Ye Zhou flicked his sleeves and put all the spirit insect materials into the storage ring, turned around and returned to the defensive circle, and began to restore the spiritual power in his body.