"Yeah! It doesn't matter."
Yanliang nodded slightly towards her, then looked outside the wetland and said, "It's a desert outside, maybe you can find some clues?"
"I'll try."
The Rakshasa girl frowned, and immediately made a gesture, then got into the ground and started exploring.
It wasn't until half a stick of incense had passed that she emerged from the ground, hugged Yanliang with a fist, and said, "I just faintly sensed a hint of aura in the south."
"oh?"
Yanliang immediately released his spiritual power and extended it towards the south with all his strength. Thirty miles later, his telekinesis reached its limit.
At the end of his mind, he saw a tornado forming, blowing up yellow sand all over the sky.
The yellow sand was flying in circles in the air, spreading outward in layers like waves on the water.
With the formation of this tornado, the spiritual energy further away was also stirred up, and part of it was sucked in by the tornado. It was obviously richer than here.
"It seems that the spiritual energy in the south is stronger. I think that is the center direction, so we will head south."
Sensing this, he retracted his thoughts, then took out a set of flying wings and handed it to the Rakshasa girl, "With these flying wings, you will save a lot of spiritual energy and your speed will be much faster."
After saying that, he gathered his flying wings and flew towards the south, still trying to integrate into the aura of this place while flying.
The Rakshasa girl looked at the flying wings covered with runes in her hands and was in a daze.
This flying wing was of high quality at first glance. This kind of spiritual weapon was hard to find in the underworld, but he gave one to himself without any request.
This made her feel the warmth again. Looking at the other person's back, her heart suddenly became filled with mixed emotions.
"grown ups......"
The two of them flew all the way south and soon arrived at the place where the tornado formed.
A tornado of this level could not hinder them. Just to reduce the impact of the tornado, they both flew relatively low, only a few feet above the ground.
Because the higher you fly, the stronger the wind becomes.
The yellow sand in the sky kept slapping towards the two of them, but for Yan Liang, as soon as the yellow sand came close, it was swept away by the wind spirit force, and could not get close to him at all.
The Rakshasa girl was protected by a barrier condensed by flying wings, and was not affected by the yellow sand at all. The only thing affected was that her vision was blurred, so she could only follow Yan Liang as closely as possible.
After circling for several miles, they finally passed through the tornado, but a new tornado was forming not far away, and it was even larger than the previous one.
Looking from a distance, the front is blurry, and the edge can't be seen at all. And when it comes here, the spiritual energy is violent, and the power of thought begins to be suppressed. The most important thing is that it cannot penetrate into the ground at all.
Yanliang looked back at the Rakshasa girl and said, "There's something weird here, don't stay too far away from me."
After saying that, he deliberately slowed down and released his mental power, covering an area ten feet around him.
As soon as he finished doing this, the tornado not far away suddenly took shape, and a strong wind that was several times stronger than before suddenly swept over.
The huge suction force caused his body to stagnate, and he quickly activated his flying wings to land.
But as soon as he lowered the height, the ground suddenly rose up, and a poisonous scorpion in the early stage of the second level suddenly jumped up, and the poisonous stinger on its back pierced Yanliang like lightning.
Yan Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the stinger came closer, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the scorpion's tail.
This poisonous scorpion in the early stage of the second level obviously matches his cultivation level, but his strength far exceeds his cultivation level. Facing this poisonous scorpion is like the gap between an adult and a child. Even if he is allowed to prick him casually, he is afraid that It can't break the body's defense.
He crushed the scorpion's tail and the poisonous scorpion turned into a point of light and slowly dissipated.
Yanliang grabbed the light spots, but as soon as he touched those light spots, they all disappeared.
He raised his hand, smelled the smell on his hand, and muttered slightly: "This is actually made of the power of the soul.
But it has all become a reality..."
He unleashed all his telekinesis and scanned the surroundings carefully, but could find nothing but yellow sand and the reappearance of poisonous scorpions.
Withdrawing his mental power, he stood ten feet around him, then turned slightly and looked at the Rakshasa girl not far away, ready to rescue him at any time.
At the same time, the Rakshasa girl not far away began to sway under the influence of this suction force.
She hurriedly activated the flying wings and prepared to lower her altitude, but the suction force was too strong. She could not descend at all and could only barely resist the suction force.
If it went on for a long time, her spiritual power would be exhausted. Knowing how powerful it was, she gritted her teeth and exerted all her spiritual power, controlling the flying wing with one hand and making a seal with the other hand.
Under the urging of her spell, a big hand suddenly formed on the ground and grabbed her.
Just when the big hand was about to catch her, a mid-level four poisonous scorpion suddenly flew out of the big hand made of yellow sand.
This mid-level fourth-level poisonous scorpion is equivalent to the mid-level Lingzong cultivation level, and is only slightly lower than the current level of the Rakshasa girl. After flying out, it suddenly swung its poisonous stinger and pierced it.
The Rakshasa girl who was distractedly controlling had obviously used all her strength. Faced with this sudden attack, most people would be at a loss, but a cold light flashed in her eyes, her fingers moved slightly, and a wind blade suddenly formed, heading towards the poisonous scorpion. Just chop it off on the head.
The poisonous scorpion flying in the air was about to change its body shape, but the oncoming wind blade came in the blink of an eye and struck it hard, sending it flying down. However, the loud noise after landing was imagined. But it was not issued.
The Rakshasa girl's eyes were solemn, and she hurriedly lowered her height with the help of Huangsha's big hand.
As she descended, she scanned the surroundings, searching for the poisonous scorpion, but wherever she looked, there was no trace of the poisonous scorpion at all.
Suddenly, she spotted Yan Liang not far away. Without even looking at him, he swatted away a poisonous scorpion behind him with one palm.
Looking at those light spots, she suddenly felt in a trance, as if she had returned hundreds of years ago.
In the ancestral land where the Rakshasa clan has lived for generations, the sky is filled with flames and a mess. Corpses everywhere have already dyed the earth red.
She was holding a scimitar, struggling to resist the siege of several ninth-level spiritual king monks. Not far away, there were countless soldiers and horses, who had already surrounded her Rakshasa clan.
She, who was at the eighth level of the Spirit King, killed more than ten monks of the same level, but was seriously injured as a result.
In order to protect her, the tribesmen around her stood in front of her regardless of their own safety.
Seeing her clansmen fall one by one in front of her eyes, her heart was as sharp as a knife and her resentment was soaring. She wished she could eat the enemies in front of her alive and implicate the nine clans.
