Qin Fengming was in a very anxious mood and was flying extremely fast. He wanted to take back the puppet beast before its spiritual power was exhausted. Just when Qin Fengming could already see the first puppet beast released, suddenly, the figure of the puppet beast suddenly stopped, and its body swayed in the air several times, but its huge body shrank rapidly, and its entire body was facing the boiling lake. Fall away. Coincidentally, at this time, the puppet beast's spiritual power from the spiritual stone in its body had been exhausted and returned to its original state. At this critical moment, Qin Fengming threw a fiery red object forward with all his strength. The speed of the object was so fast that it was several minutes faster than Qin Fengming who controlled the magic weapon. Just when the puppet beast was still about ten feet away from the lake, the object circled and caught the puppet beast that had become two or three inches tall. Then it circled, turned and flew towards Qin Fengming. At the same time, the blood swordfish group was already catching up. Dozens of the blood swordfish at the front began to eject and shoot towards the red object. After this buffer, Qin Fengming has also arrived. During the flight, Qin Fengming waved his hand and used several 'ice needle charms' to kill all the blood swordfish attacking red objects. Then, he caught the red object in his hand. The red object immediately revealed its true appearance. It turned out to be a small red beast. The red object was none other than Qin Fengming's red pet spirit beast. After several years of careful training, Qin Fengming fed it a mysterious liquid regardless of the cost. At this time, the little red beast had advanced to the top level of the first level and was not far away from advancing to the second level.
The little red beast has been connected to Qin Fengming's mind. Although it cannot understand human speech, it is easy to complete simple tasks driven by Qin Fengming's spiritual thoughts. At the critical moment, Qin Fengming suddenly thought of the little beast in time, otherwise, the puppet beast would have fallen into the scalding lake water and would never be rescued. After Qin Fengming caught the little beast, he threw several ice needle talismans again at the blood swordfish attacking him, and immediately activated the magic weapon and headed towards the other puppet beast. Half an hour later, after consuming twenty or thirty drops of the mysterious liquid, Qin Fengming finally got rid of the pursuit of the large group of bloody swordfish. At this time, he was flying smoothly above the boiling lake. Not long ago, after he picked up another puppet beast, he didn't dare to fight the blood swordfish. He immediately controlled the magic weapon and ran away quickly. After Qian Xin, he got rid of the pursuers behind him. The difficulty of the Blood Swordfish, It was beyond his expectation. If he hadn't controlled the magic weapon to fly faster than the blood swordfish, it would have been impossible to escape from the entanglement of tens of thousands of blood swordfish. After what happened with the bloody swordfish, Qin Fengming somewhat understood why the lake was not introduced in the jade slips given by the sect in his hand. At this time, Qin Fengming touched the jade box in his hand and smiled unconsciously. Although he still didn't know how many years the blood lotus in the jade box had survived, but when he thought about it, it was definitely an astronomical number. To safely pick this blood lotus on the small island in the lake is definitely not something that monks in the foundation-building stage can do. Monks in the alchemy stage can rarely reach the Yellowstone Desert. Thinking about it this way, it is really incredible how long this blood lotus has existed. Foreknowledge. Furthermore, after this battle, Qin Fengming also understood that it would be extremely difficult for even a cultivator in the Alchemy Stage to pick the Blood Lotus among the large crowd of Blood Swordfish. Moreover, the consumption of mana by this yellow lake on the monks is also astonishing. If it were not for the mysterious liquid, Qin Fengming would not be able to come to the center of this hot lake. He might not have entered the lake for hundreds of miles before his mana would be exhausted and he would die in the scorching heat. in the lake. In the past, there were monks who entered the lake, but before they reached the island, the spiritual power in their bodies was exhausted or was destroyed by the blood sword fish. Even if occasionally a cultivator in the alchemy stage enters the lake and finds that the spiritual power in his body is rapidly depleted, he will definitely turn back immediately. No one would risk their lives without knowing what treasures lie ahead. Besides, this is the scope of activities for monks in the foundation-building stage. It is difficult for monks in the elixir-forming stage or the infant-transforming stage to come here. Unless you definitely know there is a secret treasure here. But this situation can be said to be minimal. This time I only consumed about 200 talismans to pick such precious spiritual herbs. After all, I relied on the mysterious liquid in the mysterious gourd. Without this spirit night, there would be no powerful 'Ice Needle Talisman' and 'High Wind Talisman'. Even if he had the puppet beast to help him, he would be instantly killed by the Blood Swordfish. Thinking of this, Qin Fengming unconsciously stroked the mysterious gourd with his hand. This treasure must not be known to others.
Qin Fengming flew for more than an hour. After bypassing two waves of 10,000 to 20,000 blood swordfish, he found a place where there were no blood swordfish around. After resting in the air for five hours, he continued On the way. Although Qin Fengming had no worries about his magical power due to the mysterious liquid, he still felt very tired mentally and physically. As a last resort, I took the risk and took a rest on the lake. After another seven or eight hours of flying, and three or four more fights, he finally flew out of the sky over the hot lake. The shore that appeared in front of him was still yellow sand. Until now, Qin Fengming had probably flown about four to five thousand miles since he appeared in the ancient battlefield and arrived here. Come to think of it, the edge of the Yellowstone Desert is not far away. At the same time, in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, there was a middle-aged man wearing the attire of a monk from the Luoxia Sect, confronting a casual cultivator from the Guangping Kingdom. Not far away, a pink plant grew plant. Although the two are both late-stage foundation-building monks, they are also wary of each other and seem to want to resolve the dispute peacefully... In a desert land full of cacti, a third-level sand fox beast was fighting with a casual cultivator from the Liang Kingdom. The monk used two high-grade spiritual weapons to stop the sand fox beast. Judging from its situation, in a short time Within, there is no way to tell the winner... Twenty thousand miles away from Qin Fengming, a Luoxia Sect monk was lucky enough to be transported into a secret cave. In one corner of the cave was a stone platform with three jade boxes on it. But at this time, the monk was trapped by the restrictions in the cave, and he was using two spiritual weapons and a first-level monster to break the restrictions... ………… Qin Fengming didn't know about all of this, and it had nothing to do with Qin Fengming...