Chapter 164 Wild Sand Silver Python

The three people's faces changed again, and Yang Feng's eyes condensed. Just now, he clearly heard Li Xiaoyi's cry. If he didn't make a mistake, it should be the hiding place of the two, and it must be the door of this formation. But before he could react, the scene in front of him had changed, and the three of them were in a vast wilderness.

Wild sand, barren roads, barren mountains, barren land, a barren sea. Except for the desolation at a glance, there is no vitality and no species exists. There is only barrenness in the eyes.

Yang Feng's eyes were dull, and he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar that he seemed to have seen it somewhere. Where on earth have you seen it? He searched for his memory and finally had an inspiration. He remembered that he had seen this wilderness sea when he understood the magic phase of the dragon elephant. Um, no, this barren sea seems to be a little different from that barren sea. The desolate sea seems to present a sense of desolation, but this desolation means death. One is silent, the other is cool and yellow, the same wilderness, but the two show a completely different temperament. One is a hegemony in the atmosphere, and the other is a trace of desolation in the dead. What's going on?

Yang Feng's eyes were like knives and shot into the distant sky again, but the sky was yellow and silent, and the sky also showed a dead atmosphere. What's going on? There is a hopeless sadness in this desolation. That kind of hopeless despair filled the whole space.

"Oh, it seems that we are going to die in this wilderness." Lin Yue screamed, and Yang Feng's thoughts were interrupted in an instant.

"Lin Yue, Miss Lin, this wilderness is strange. Try to keep the spiritual platform clear. This wilderness seems to be evil." As soon as Yang Feng's words fell, Lin Yinyin's voice sounded.

"Well, Master Feng, please don't be so raw. Since you are the eldest brother of the eldest brother, please call me by my name. Can I call you Brother Feng?" Lin Yinyin heard that Yang Feng shouted Miss Lin awkwardly just now.

"Uh, okay." Yang Feng took a look at her.

Lin Yinyin was overjoyed. After the joint battle with Yang Feng just now, they found that Yang Feng was not only superb, but also extremely righteous. When he faced those monsters just now, he did not leave his brother and sister. On the contrary, he tried his best to save him. Therefore, after that battle, the feelings of the three have entered another layer.

"Brother, you said this barren sea is strange." Lin Yue quickly got rid of distractions. Sure enough, the disappointment just now was slightly better.

"Well, this barren sea is extraordinary. I always feel a strange thing in it, and the smell here makes it easy to fall in. I think someone must be manipulating here. But I don't know where the Li family and his son are now. If we can know where they are, we will definitely find a circle. If you find a circle, you can find a way out.

After saying this, Yang Feng suddenly remembered the picture when he understood the Dharma. The green-dressed youth, the white-robed old man, and the non-dragon non-dragon monster (named it the dragon elephant), and a silver python. What does all this have to do with the current desolate sea? Great wilderness... wilderness sea... wilderness... wilderness... wilderness, etc... suddenly, Yang Feng remembered the half of the remnants he got during the wind that day - the Great Wasteland Fist.

He opened the sea of knowledge, and the formula of the great wilderness fist jumped into his mind in an instant.

Suddenly, as if he felt similar, a trace of force in his body moved.

This is the fluctuation of martial arts. That means that this is the best time to practice the Great Wilderness Fist. He quickly turned his head to Lin's brother and sister and said, "You two, I want to practice a martial art skill. Don't walk around recklessly and guard the spiritual platform closely behind me." After saying that, he turned around and sat down. Read the formula and begin to practice the wilderness boxing. This desolate atmosphere is an excellent place for cultivation.

When Lin Yue heard this, he was stunned and said to himself: I... My grandfather, when is this? You are really good. Of course, you still have the mood to sit down and practice martial arts. He has the intention to remind Yang Feng that he can also know Yang Feng's temper through two days of getting along. Once he decides, he won't be able to do anything.

In Lin Yinyin's eyes, this matter was completely opposite. In her eyes, Yang Feng was the same when Mount Tai collapsed. This calm and calmgong fu made her admire her again.

The sea is endless, the yellow sky is full of yellow, and in the desolation, a figure in blue quietly sits in it, and the treasure is solemn and quietly enters the state of cultivation.

Now Yang Feng has immortal blood, coupled with the sea of knowledge of immortal warriors, so he has a super ability to understand martial arts. In less than a moment, he has understood more than half of it. Reaching out and starting, an ancient and profound boxing method slowly formed in his hand. It's the Great Wild Fist.

Just as he was about to start practicing this set of wilderness fists, suddenly, there was a flash in front of him, a strange sound, and something roared in front of him. A silver light flashed away.

What is it? He quickly closed his fist and looked up. It didn't matter and his face changed. At this time, Lin Yue also screamed, and Lin Yinyin covered his mouth and couldn't speak.

In the long deserted sand, a little silver was slowly squirming. The silver is little by little, east and west, left and right, wandering in the sand. When the three of them looked carefully again, they saw that the silver was approaching. At a glance, there were dozens of feet of silver pieces squirming. What is that?

Silver is particularly dazzling in the yellow sand, particularly clear, and you can't see what is moving forward. The thing is obviously hidden in the sand. What will it be? An extremely dangerous breath slowly spread to the three people. The dangerous breath made Yang Feng couldn't help moving, and his eyes condensed into a line and looked at the silver arching forward.

The silver seemed to sense that someone was watching, and the action suddenly became rapid. In the blink of an eye, the whole desert sand dunes were surging, and the whole barren beach was surging, rushing towards Yang Feng and others.

What's going on? The three were surprised again. I don't know what kind of monster the silver thing is, but it can attract the whole barren sea to flow. So what is it?

Suddenly, a spiritual light jumped into Yang Feng's mind. He remembered one of the silver snakes and the flying silver snake when he understood the Dharma. But at a glance, the silver moving there is dozens of feet long, and it will be...

"Be careful!" Yang Feng shouted. With his cry, a piece of barren sand was raised by the waves, and a huge silver head stood up with a piece of body in an instant, opening a big mouth of a blood basin, spitting a fishy smell, and staring at Yang Feng and others with a pair of green bulb-like eyes.

"Ah!" Lin Yue and Lin Yinyin were shocked.

Silver python, a huge silver python! He stood with his head held high and stared at them strangely with green eyes. The silver python's body is as thick as a copper basin, and a head can match a small boulder, which makes people's hearts look straight.

Smm... A blood-red core was spit out and rolled away. A more unpleasant fishy smell is disgusting.

The three did not expect that such a python was more than 20 feet long.

At a glance, I knew that it was full of hostility and must not be good.

Yang Feng was about to speak, but a clear voice came out: "Hello, old friend, let's meet again!" He stared straight at Yang Feng. It was the silver python who opened his mouth to speak.

In addition to surprise, Yang Feng's heart skipped and was able to speak, proving that the silver python had been psychic. The psychic monster must be more terrible, at least at least at the Warcraft level. Unexpectedly, he had just deterred two third-level blood-eyed black monsters and another silver python.

He took a look and his heart sank. The silver python was the silver snake that fought with the dragon and elephant that day, but now it seems to be much bigger than before. Moreover, I'm afraid that their cultivation has broken through the fifth level, and the fifth-level Warcraft is not what he can deal with now. What's more, it's an already psychic warcraft. But he clearly remembered that in the end, the silver python seemed to lose to the dragon elephant. The green-robed young man lost to the white-robed old man. However, it seems that the old man used a trick, called... Qingyunlei!