[Chapter 854: No Way Out, Only Deep Into the Desert]

Yang Yiyu was so angry when he heard what the old immortal said, but he really didn’t dare to run deeper. But if he didn’t run, he would be blocked by the old ancestor of Qingtianmen if he retreated, and he would die if he couldn’t beat him.

Suddenly, he made up his mind and laughed, “Isn’t the old immortal the desert? Do you think I dare not go in?”

“Hahaha~” The old ancestor of Qingtianmen suddenly laughed out loud when he heard Yang Yiyu’s words, and after laughing, he had a playful look on his face: “The ancestral precepts ten thousand years ago were aimed at any sect in the Mountain and Sea Realm, including the inheritance of casual cultivators. As long as they are cultivators, they are not allowed to step into the West Mountain Continent Desert.

Of course, even if you enter, you can only think in one way. I will watch you go in. If you have the ability, go inside. I will never chase you, hahaha~” A series of wild laughs rang out.

The ancestor of the Qingtian Sect seemed to be sure that Yang Yiyu would not dare to enter the desert. He approached Yang Yiyu step by step with a big laugh, and said gloomily: “If you kill my Qingtian Sect disciples, today I will extract your spirit and soul and refine it for ten thousand years, and grind your bones to ashes.”

Yang Yiyu’s face changed, and he immediately crossed the foot of the stone tablet without hesitation and activated the “Close to the World” skill. In an instant, he rushed into the desert for hundreds of meters. Looking back, he saw that the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect stopped in front of the stone tablet and did not chase him.

At this time, it was Yang Yiyu’s turn to curse: “Old immortal, I am not from the Shanhai Realm. Are you biting me? If you have the guts, come and chase me? Hahaha~”

“You are such a bastard, little thief, come out if you have the guts~”

“Old immortal, if you have the guts, come in…”

The two began to curse each other like shrews.

The ancestor of the Qingtian Gate was so angry that he was shaking all over. He was no match for Yang Yiyun, a man from Jiuzhou, in terms of cursing. He wanted to chase him in and kill him, but thinking about the training and the horror of Xishanzhou recorded in the classics, he stopped in front of the stone tablet and did not chase him in.

However, he was really angry about Yang Yiyun’s curse. In a flash, a bow and arrow appeared in his hand and he shot an arrow at Yang Yiyun, who was a hundred meters away.

“Fuck~”

Yang Yiyun cursed and turned around and ran. He didn’t expect that this old man actually had a bow and arrow in his hand. Although it was a spiritual weapon, it was still very powerful in a place without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The key was that the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted after running all the way. If it weren’t for the spiritual peach to support and replenish the true energy, he would be a living target.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Yiyun disappeared from the sight of the ancestor of the Qingtian Gate.

Seeing Yang Yiyun leaving, the ancestor of the Qingtian Gate was so angry that his teeth itched. He said with a gloomy face: “I will wait here to see how capable you are. Do you really dare to go deep into the desert?”

After that, the ancestor of the Qingtian Gate simply sat down cross-legged, made up his mind, and stood guard in front of the stone tablet. He thought that Yang Yiyun would not dare to go deep into the desert. The horror of the Xishanzhou Desert was all-encompassing, and no one dared to go deep into it.

He was very clear about this.

The Qingtian Gate sat for three days. At dusk on the third day, hundreds of disciples of the Qingtian Gate came under the leadership of three elders.

After these disciples arrived, the ancestor of the Qingtian Gate directly ordered all these disciples to stay in front of the stone tablet and notify him immediately if there was any news about Yang Yiyun, and he left the scene.

After the ancestor of the Qingtian Gate left, the disciples who stayed behind looked very lazy, as if they were hindered by the mission ordered by the ancestor and had to stay and wait for the news of Yang Yiyun.

At this time, thousands of meters away from the boundary monument, Yang Yiyun crawled behind the sand dune and saw clearly the actions of the stone monument or the ancestors of the Qingtian Sect and these disciples in the past three days.

When he saw the ancestors of the Qingtian Sect leave, he immediately stood up and killed them to leave. In his eyes, the disciples of the Qingtian Sect who were left to guard were not to be feared. There was no one in the Out-of-Body Realm. For him, even if there were twice as many people stationed, it would not matter.

But when he stood up, he stopped again. Thinking carefully, this was probably a conspiracy of the Qingtian Sect. On the surface, the old guy left by himself and left the disciples to guard. In fact, he should have been hiding. Could it be possible to lure him out?

It is really possible to imagine. Compared to the Out-of-Body Realm cultivators, no matter how many Yuanyings there are, they are all ants. He can think of this, and the ancestors of the Qingtian Sect can also think of this.

So Yang Yiyun judged that this was done on purpose, so that he would think that the ancestors of the Qingtian Sect had left and lured him out, and the old guy would definitely come out to deal with him in time.

Yang Yiyun thought about it and decided to test it. If the ancestor of Qingtianmen had really left, then he would leave as well. After all, he was still very afraid of the terrifying reputation of Xishazhou. So many heroes and masters in the history of Shanhaijie were killed in the desert. He was not arrogant enough to survive alone in the desert.

If the ancestor of Qingtianmen was indeed plotting and hiding in the dark waiting for him to come out and take him down in one fell swoop, then Yang Yiyun would have to make a decision. At worst, he would go into the desert. There was no way out anyway. It would be better to go deep into the desert and find a way out. He didn’t believe that Xishanzhou, which was hundreds of thousands of miles long, could be blocked by Qingtianmen?

Besides, the worst plan was that if he really encountered danger, he would hide in the Qiankun Pot to practice, and he would not die after all. After

practicing for dozens or hundreds of years, his cultivation would always be able to break through. When he came out, he could kill the ancestor of Qingtianmen. He didn’t believe that this old thing would let people stay here all the time?

But he was not in a hurry, still hiding behind the sand dune and observing. Although there was no spiritual energy in the desert, he had the Qiankun Pot on him, and in the Qiankun Pot there was a Lingtao Mountain, with spiritual peaches that replenished his spiritual energy, so he would not be trapped to death.

While absorbing the spiritual energy of the spiritual peaches to restore his internal energy, Yang Yiyu hid behind the sand dune without making any movement, and the disciples of the Qingtian Sect near the stone tablet did not leave. It seemed that they really planned to hold on for a long time.

On the ninth day, Yang Yiyu’s internal energy had recovered to its peak, and he was not ready to wait any longer. He decided to test it. If the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect was really hiding in the dark, he would not hesitate to go deep into the desert to find other ways out. He did not believe that a living person could be trapped to death in the desert. The

Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand moved under his hands and feet, and he quickly rushed to the stone tablet.

A disciple of the Qingtian Sect saw Yang Yiyu rushing over quickly, and his face changed drastically with fear, and he opened his mouth and shouted: “Yang…”

“Puchi~”

As soon as the word “Yang” was called out, Yang Yiyu cut off his head with a sword.

At this moment, the three Yuanying Daquan elders who were severely injured by Yang Yiyu had recovered from their injuries. After all, their cultivation was stronger than that of ordinary disciples. When Yang Yiyu killed the first disciple, he had already discovered that one of them quickly crushed a talisman in his hand.

Suddenly, a sharp sound cut through the sky.

Yang Yiyu saw the communication talisman rising into the sky from the corner of his eyes, and sighed in his heart: “The old immortal has not left, waiting to set a trap for himself.” He

immediately snorted coldly, and his figure flashed and killed one of the Yuanying Daquan elders.

At this moment, a breath of overwhelming aura rose from the sky, coming from a distance like lightning.

Yang Yiyu saw from the corner of his eyes that it was indeed the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect.

At this time, he was ruthless in his heart, and chopped the elder with all his strength with a sword.

“Ah~”

Although the elder tried his best to resist Yang Yiyu’s sword, he was no match for Yang Yiyu.

In the scream, Yang Yiyun broke the elder’s defense with a sword, and the elder died instantly. Yang Yiyun chopped him off from the center of his brow with a sword, and his soul was destroyed.

“Hmph, you’re looking for death~”

“Boom~”

“Puff~”

After Yang Yiyun killed the elder with a sword, he was hit hard in the back. It was the attack of the Qingtianmen Patriarch that he felt in an instant.

He vomited blood and felt that all the bones in his body were broken. He flew out, but he smiled bitterly that he was greedy. If he didn’t kill the Qingtianmen elder, he could escape unscathed. But

now he was hit hard in the back by the Qingtianmen Patriarch, and the true energy in his body was in chaos.

In an instant, he felt that the Qingtianmen Patriarch had come to him again. At this time, Yang Yiyun was scared to death. He gathered his strength and used his spiritual consciousness to escape instantly.

Although he was hit hard in the back, he could still escape to the depths of the desert.

Anyway, he knew that the Qingtianmen Patriarch didn’t dare to chase him in.

The next moment, he appeared in the desert hundreds of meters away.

“Ugh~”

He spat out another mouthful of blood, but when he turned around, he saw the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect staring at him with a gloomy face.

“Cough cough~” Yang Yiyu coughed for a while, then looked at the ancestor of the Qingtian Sect. He knew that this old man was determined to stay here and not let him leave, so he decided to go to the depths of the desert.

After circulating his true energy and feeling much better, Yang Yiyu slowly said: “Old thing, if I don’t die in the future, I will definitely extract your soul and make it into a soul lamp.” After

leaving a cruel word, Yang Yiyu did not hesitate this time, and went straight to the depths of the desert.

Although he was seriously injured in the attempt, he also killed an elder of the Qingtian Sect, which was considered a draw.

(End of this chapter)