The 12th Journey to Practice

Mike Lin looked at the bald servant, who had never felt that he was so nervous.

McClin kept silent, "What do you want me to believe in?"

When the bald servant heard the loose meaning of McLing's words, he said, "These people's strength is not good. If this is the Temple of the Sun, then there must be a way to experience on the 'life corridor' in this desert!"

McCrelin showed a look of interest, "Oh?" With a shout.

The bald servant quickly said, "Although I don't know why the Sun Temple suddenly appeared here, you have also seen the danger here. If you bring such a force, it will only drag you down. If going through the road of experience can make a qualitative leap in the strength of these people, and there happens to be someone who doesn't want us to go to the Temple of the Sun, then we just use the road of experience to solve this problem.

McLing tilted his head to look at the bald servant and said unhappily, "Who told you that we are going to the Temple of the Sun?"

"I..." The bald-headed servant looked at McClin in consternation, and the yellow sand flew through the two of them.

McClin ignored him and walked to the passage to the basement. There was only a little dim light in the passage, and Mclin had to lower his head so that he would not be hit by the low passage.

When he went down, McClin sat side by side, closed his eyes, and did not look at the bald servant who followed him.

The bald servant smiled bitterly. When he saw that this was the desert where the Temple of the Sun was located, he did not think that they should go to the Temple of the Sun. But I don't want to anger McLin.

He was thinking about how to explain this to Mclin. He didn't know what to say. He was wrong. Mclin had a prejudged idea about him.

After a day's rest, it was only three hours quiet, and someone woke up uneasily. With the faint light, he felt that Michelin was not far away, and the magicians rested at ease. But the subsequent state has not been very good. How can I have a rest?

McClin doesn't know anything about ancient times. But there is no doubt that this desert appeared out of thin air. If it is really as dangerous as the bald servant said, with the strength of these people, I'm afraid it will last for more than half a month. McLin doesn't know how long he will stay here. In this way alone, they have to die.

Thinking of this, McCrein slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the magician's face with a trace of uneasiness.

There is enough time to rest, but after all, they are not soldiers, and their quality is still insufficient. Although the rest time is enough, the magician's strength has recovered less than 70%, and some people have not even recovered 50%. If you can't calm down, you can't recover.

Although Mclin does not want to believe in the bald-headed servant, the sun god and moon god still need the help of Mclin, so the bald servant will not be unfavorable to him for the time being. And McKlin can't predict it. It is even more impossible to know that this situation will happen. Well, it's better to take a risk than to take them.

Wait for everyone to get up, but McClin didn't move. It was not until all the people took care of Qianlan that Mclin stood up solemnly.

The magicians' eyes were on McLean, who knew that McLean had something to say to them. But McKlin looked at them and didn't speak for a long time. There was a dead silence in the basement. No one made a sound, not even an atmosphere.

The dim magic flame kept beating, shaking the face bright and dark, and the shadow cast covered everyone's eyes. At the same time, it also hides their true thoughts. But they could see the look on Mclin's face clearly. It's just that they can't read his thoughts from Mclin's face.

"Your performance is not good." Mclin whispered, as if he were scared by Michaellin's voice, and the magic flames shook violently. But those magicians did not feel that what Michelin said was wrong. Although the opponents are strong, they are also obvious. Under the attack of the four McLin, they were also injured and killed. Therefore, no one refuted McLin's words.

A little unconvinced, when he raised his head to look into Mclin's eyes, he immediately lowered his head in disbecised. They saw that McLing's disappointment with them was not because of their poor performance on the battlefield. It's because they became afraid after the war. Until now, they have not come out of the shadows, which disappoints McLin.

McClin ignored the blushing faces of them. He also said, "With your current state, you can't leave here alive at all."

After listening to Mclin's words, there was a blank look on the magicians' faces, and their hearts jumped up to defend, and then stopped the words that had reached their mouths in disheartened.

"I know you are not convinced, but this is the truth. And we are targeted. The appearance of these desert creatures is arranged by others. How many people do you think can pass through here in your current state? McLin said these words ruthlessly, which made everyone uneasy. After that, Mclin didn't say a word, that is, he didn't go on his way or instruct the next step. Time passed in this silence.

The coldness from all around tells them that the sun is already west, and it's time to rush to the night, but Michaellin doesn't want to leave here and doesn't do anything. A bad feeling rose from their hearts, and they didn't say a word! Won't Lord McLing want to give up these oil bottles?

There are more than one or two people in this world, and the endless fear rushes from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads. Looking at Mclin's face again, there was only a piece of indifference.

"Hum!"

Everyone's head can no longer think at this moment. Although they are precious magicians, they are just dragging their feet now. In this dangerous situation, if Michelin doesn't leave them, he will only give the opportunity to those who keep an eye on them! And there are so many of them. When Mclin and the four of them are also dragged into physical and mental fatigue by them, the malicious people will attack them. They are also dead. It's better to go to that point...

"We will become stronger! My lord!"

When the first person shouts out, there is a second statement.

They don't blame McLean for having such an idea. They even think that McLean should give up on them. However, people have a desire to survive! Moreover, McLin didn't say he would give up on them, he was just disappointed in them. And if Mclin really wants to give up on them, just leave them. They don't need to talk to them so much here at all. Since McLin said so, there are other arrangements.

When they think like this, they affirm what they think in their hearts. They looked at Mclin with eager eyes.

Unlike them, the bald servant knew what Michelin was trying to say, and his heart jumped again. Will Mclin agree with their proposal?

"Pastor Ska knows a place where people can quickly improve their strength, but it is relatively dangerous. Would you like to try it?" McClin's voice was not loud, but in the silent basement, McClin's voice came to everyone's ears clearly. They said "agree" one after another without thinking, for fear that they would speak a little slower, as if McClin would not let them go.

McClin nodded, at least these people are not hopeless. After getting a satisfactory result, he looked at the bald-headed servant, who suddenly sweated coldly on his forehead.

McClin said indifferently, "Let's take us to the road of experience."

The bald servant nodded and flew there with McClin and his party.

Although the magicians are a little nervous, they are willing to believe in McClin.

Along the way, they got a lot of water and some fresh food, which made the magicians feel a little relieved, but some hearty guys didn't see the difference. The more it seems safe, but judging from the eyebrows that Mclin has never unfolded, the way forward is not optimistic!

They walked to the front of a small oasis and stopped. The bald servant pointed to the front and said, "Just pass through this tree, but after entering here, you can only go forward and not retreat."

Mclin took a deep breath and said easily, "Walk over, you are the pride of the empire!" Go home alive!"

Mclin's words infected the people present. Their chests were suddenly filled with pride, and there was hope to move forward! Fight!

The green forest is lovely, but they can't relax, because they know that their destination is in front of them, and after walking through this forest, they may die at any time. Even they are greedily sucking the fresh air here.

Through the woods, they saw the familiar scenery again. The yellow sand flew all over the sky, and the body loomed in the yellow sand.

Just hesitated and found that McClin was looking at them, and they walked forward carefully.

They accepted old Charlie's suggestion and divided the team into several teams to make it easier for them to manage and cooperate. These captains, regardless of strength, just rely on Mclin's observation to see who is suitable to be the captain and let him command. No one has any doubt about this.

"Hear up, everyone, follow up!" The elected captain kept reminding his teammates. If they don't understand, they all ask McKelin and old Charlie, or the bald godservant. No matter who it is, they are recovering quickly as they move forward. They even learned to restore magic in flight. Only in this way can you not be left behind by the large army.

And the magic elements here are amazingly dense!

McLein didn't let them go deep immediately, but slowly pushed outside. After sweeping out all the dangers with a carpet, move forward. One advantage is that it can give them time to adapt. At the same time, it also allows them to have no worries and not worry about the enemies from behind.

Magicians are no longer arrogant. On the road ahead, they are constantly fighting, constantly washing away their arrogance, and gradually have a unique quality for soldiers.

McClin was only very satisfied with this result.

The results are gratifying, but the casualties are equally amazing. Although it was protected by Mclin and others, the number of casualties still reached 300! And the death toll has reached 234. It can be said that as long as it is here, it is basically a must-death.

No one flinched. They all clenched their teeth and refused to fall behind.

They don't know how far this road is, but they feel their strength soaring. Mclin and the bald servant did not hesitate to teach them what they could and what was suitable for them to learn, and everyone made rapid progress.

The improvement of their strength several times makes them dare not imagine that their strength may even exceed that of Winnie a few years ago! This made them immediately overjoyed! They even thought they were dreaming! Although they couldn't feel how strong Winnie was at that time, even if someone told them that one day they could reach such a height, none of them would believe it.

However, before they had time to be happy, they ushered in their first most difficult difficulty.

Generally, they encounter reptiles that can move easily in the desert, and it is the first time they have encountered a beast - the desert fox.

They sucked the bare-headed servant and said that the strength of these Mohu is not weaker than what they met before, and what makes people talk more about is not their single strength, but their teamwork!

The number of this group of desert foxes is about five or six hundred. It is not common to meet such a large group of desert foxes at once in the desert, but it is not ordinary here, quite rare. When they saw these desert foxes, all the magicians present were pale and their eyes were full of panic. Not to mention how powerful they are, just looking at the black pressure in front of them and looking at the foxes full of desert foxes, it's enough to shock them!

But the bald servant was not afraid. Instead, he looked down with red eyes and muttered something in a low voice. No one heard what he said except McLin. A nostalgic heat burst out of his eyes. He licked his lips and looked at the group of desert foxes bloodthirstyly.

McClin's eyes fell on those magicians. Seeing them was just a faint **, he couldn't help sighing that although the sacrifice was greater before, compared with the current quality of these people, these sacrifices were worth it!

"Fight! What are you still doing?" The roar of the bald servant exploded in the whole team like a rolling thunder!

Even Michelin looked at him with some surprise. Did the bald servant take the wrong medicine? Why did you suddenly become so excited? Usually, some of the bald servants kept a low profile that he didn't notice. Why are you suddenly going crazy now?

Although McLean felt strange, the magicians who heard the roar of the bald servant and experienced the test of blood and fire, the instinct to fight gradually appeared on them.

Although they had never seen this earth-to-earth desert creature, they just panicked for a while and were stunned for a while. When the roar of the bald servant reached their ears, they immediately woke up and were ready for a few breaths to attack them at any time.

McClin and others are no longer ignoring these magicians, but they also participate in this experience and fight with the magicians.

Old Charlie's reaction was the fastest, and he flew down. The other magicians were ready immediately. Almost when old Charlie moved, a large piece of magic flame had already flown down.

The attack point selected by old Charlie is the front of the fox group, and the reason why he dares to come down like this is not all because of his high strength. The accuracy has also improved a lot compared with before. Some people can even directly lock the target below and hit the target with one hit. This greatly reduces the consumption of power and reduces their loss of strength. The magic utilization rate is better, and the chance of survival is relatively high. And he rushed to the front, and also bought some time for these magicians to give them some buffer time.

The surging foxes were like waves hitting a reef, and they were suddenly blocked in front of them. These cunning creatures swam up from the wings.

At this time, nearly a thousand magic flames fell, and the foxes suddenly splashed with countless blood flowers, and more of them were burned black.

Their attack destroyed at least 50 or 60 desert foxes. The magician's advantage was played to the fullest this time. On their faces, they did not show pride and joy because they destroyed these desert foxes, but prepared for the next wave of attacks.

There was no stop, and the second wave of nearly a thousand magic flames fell. They made rapid progress, and these poor deserted foxes became the object of their practice. McLin is sure that if these magicians were left here a month ago, they would have to die!

The burning smell in the air did not affect the mood of the magicians at all. Their eyes were calm, and they were no longer like the previous collapse. Even Michelin didn't expect that they behaved better than he thought! In McLin, it will take them at least a month to achieve such a result. Even if there are more than 2,000 people left here, Michelin was surprised. Not only does he think so, but even the bald servant records with Mclin. It's good that there are more than a thousand left.

It seems that people's potential is really good.

However, the foxes were stimulated by the smell of blood and suddenly went crazy. Although the magicians were pale with fear of Mohu's strength and strength, their movements did not panic at all.

Suddenly, the foxes whined in unison. They seemed to feel the uneasiness of the magicians. They bowed up one after another and bounced high! Hundreds of foxes jumped up at the same time, these light creatures jumped 300 meters, and the magician's face turned paler.

They even saw that Mohu's white teeth seemed to have bitten their necks, and the fear spread to everyone's heart!