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Chapter 296 Going deep into the hinterland

Compared to human monks, Shizu Shahun's mind is really simple.

After being fed twenty soul energy by Mu Feng in a row, it agreed to be a guide for the other party.

It agreed without any reluctance, nor did it intend to paddle for fish.

This is the reciprocation of the corpse ancestor sand soul, although perhaps it is not very clear about the meaning of this word.

When the "little leg pendant" danced around to please Mu Feng, the battle on Cao Tai's side gradually came to an end.

After a short breath adjustment, the Jiuchongge team marched towards the hinterland of the Gobi in an orderly manner.

During the march, everyone saw many formation flags along the way.

Those command flags will be planted every ten feet, even in the windy and sandy environment here, they have not been buried.

There is a subtle fluctuation induction between the command flag and the command flag.

This was left by the disciples of the Hundred Ghosts League just now, and its purpose is also self-evident.

Even if this area is Mufeng, the senses can't detect too far away. Although the method of using flags as guiding signs is relatively primitive, it is the most applicable in this environment.

However, this method of leading the way by leaving marks has obvious flaws.

At this moment, the corpse ancestor Shahun, who was jumping and leading the way, suddenly turned a corner, jumped to the side of one of the command flags, hugged the flagpole, and pulled it out.

The corpse ancestor sand soul is timid and has no evil intentions, but this does not mean that it does not hold grudges.

It also knew that if he was caught by the group of people just now, his body would be marked with slave marks, and then he would be forced to go to the Quicksand.

Thinking of this, it buried the pulled out Xiao Lingqi deep in the sand, and then jumped and hugged Mu Feng's thigh.

It just discovered today that human beings are still not the same.

This adult is very kind, not only did he not stamp himself as a slave, but he also fed himself a lot of food.

The most important thing is that that adult seems to be very powerful!

Come to think of it, there are ways to deal with the large army of bad guys just now in the quicksand area.

Not long after, everyone came to a sandstone fork.

A familiar command flag was planted on the left side of the road, while the right side was empty, and there seemed to be few traces of footsteps.

Generally speaking, when encountering such a situation, people will choose the marked road.

This can greatly reduce your own risk.

However, the corpse ancestor Sha Hun pulled Mu Feng's trouser legs and led him to the right fork in the road.

Seeing this, Xu Sheng couldn't help but secretly frowned.

Earlier, he had suggested to his pavilion master to brand that little thing through sound transmission.

After all, it is a completely strange corpse with spirituality. If it is allowed too much freedom, if it is careless, what if it falls into its way?

Mu Feng did not accept it.

It's not how much he trusts that corpse ancestor Sand Soul, but it's completely unnecessary.

That little thing stayed under his nose, it didn't make any difference whether it was marked as a slave or not.

If the other party dared to make any crooked thoughts, he would be able to detect it immediately and make the other party regret it.

Of course, if the other party does his best for him, Mu Feng will not treat him badly.

Seeing that Shahun, the corpse ancestor, insisted on walking towards the right side, Mu Feng swung his sleeves, enveloping his entire team of disciples with the strength of his cultivation.

Then, following the point of the corpse ancestor Shahun, he set foot on the fork in the road ahead.

Along the way, everyone remained vigilant, for fear that some powerful corpse would suddenly appear from the sand on both sides or behind the rocks.

In fact, there are indeed corpses, but compared to the picture imagined by the disciples, it is much better.

Mu Feng didn't rush on his way in a hurry, but gave the disciples of Jiuchong Pavilion enough opportunities to make calls without wasting too much time.

"There is no need to worry about Jindan and Nascent Soul-level corpses. Each team deploys its own personnel according to the opponent's strength and kills them."

"Xu Sheng is in charge of arranging the confrontation with the corpses of the level of Dharma, and there is no need to consider the issue of collecting soul points."

Soul value energy is hidden in the body of the corpse, and defeating it by a monk will destroy its integrity. Therefore, Mu Feng has other plans for the points required for the competition.

He brought everyone from Jiuzhongge in, not for them to contribute to the competition.

The group walked and fought, and after spending the night in the Gobi area, they finally arrived in the hinterland the next morning.

This is a vast sea of ​​quicksand.

The color of the gravel also changed from red to golden.

Under the scorching sun, the sand sea seemed to be covered with a layer of colored glaze, and the golden light surged and was extremely bright.

The Jiuzhongge disciples set up a simple camp on the quicksand coast, because Mu Feng had informed them in advance that they would stay in this place for three or four days.

At this place, monks who major in spiritual power are basically useless.

Due to the special environment, monks can try to comprehend and hone themselves, but they cannot perform tasks in the sea of ​​quicksand.

"You stay on guard here, don't step into the dangerous area easily, Xu Sheng, just watch, I'll go around."

After a few casual instructions, Mu Feng took the corpse ancestor Sha Hun to the midair of the Quicksand Sea.

"The memory information of the elder of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League said that there will be a force of forbidden air on this quicksand sea. The closer to the sea surface, the stronger the force, but he doesn't know the relationship between the distance and the strength of the air forbidden."

"After I find out this point first, the disciples in the pavilion can have a more targeted understanding here."

After thinking for a while in his heart, Mu Feng picked up the corpse ancestor Sha Hun who was hugging his thigh, and put it directly on his shoulder.

"Little thing, hold on to it yourself. If it falls, I'm not responsible for catching it."

Shizu Shahun looked down with some palpitations, and then firmly grabbed Mu Feng's shoulder blades, showing with actions that he would never let go.

Although it is a corpse born and raised in the Gobi, it also has the ability to drill into the quicksand below, but it does not have the guts to blatantly dive from high altitude.

The skeletal beasts hiding under the quicksand are brutal and aggressive. Not only do they like to eat the flesh and blood of living creatures, but they sometimes don't even eat the "nutritious" corpse ancestor Sand Soul.

Mu Feng descended slowly in mid-air, constantly closing the distance between himself and the quicksand sea.

When he came to a distance of hundreds of feet in the sea, he felt the unique force of the forbidden space here.

"The suction force at this critical point can be resisted by the disciples of the golden core state, but it is not worth risking their own lives to make such a comprehension."

After falling a certain distance again, Mu Feng stopped for a while.

"Ninety feet above the sand sea is the confrontation threshold at the Nascent Soul level, and fifty feet above the sand sea is the confrontation threshold at the Faxiang level."

In the Jiuzhongge team this time, apart from Mu Feng himself, the highest combat power of the monks is Faxiang.

After finding out the scope of perception of these levels, he no longer probed slowly, but fell straight down towards the sand below.

Shizu Shahun's small eyes were about to burst.

It grabbed Mu Feng's neck tightly, and let out a long and ear-piercing scream in its ear!