"sand."

On the dry and dark yellow ground, a few wisps of dust fell weakly, and the heavy steps lifted up a few wisps of dust. As soon as the smoke and dust flew up, they sat down directly. In this desolate world, it seemed that even the dust had lost all its vitality.

Lin Dong raised his stiff neck and slowly raised his head, with a little numbness in his eyes, and looked at the seemingly endless desolation around him with a dull look. His originally sharp eyes were a little confused at this moment.

Lin Dong has been walking here for a month...

In the month, what he looked at was still this vast land with endless yellow and dark colors, and the ups and downs of his pupils were still imprinted in his pupils, as if even the color of his pupils had been changed by this earth.

Lin Dong's skin. During this month's walk, Lin Dong's originally fair skin has become dry and yellow, and his black hair has also become yellow, like dry yellow grass all over the ground. If you look from a distance, you will be like a person who is about to die.

Lin Dong pursed his dry and pale lips and stretched out his palms. The originally slender palms became extremely rough at this moment. Immediately, his palms slowly clamped together. The powerful power of the past had disappeared...

This barren land is absorbing his power.

Lin Dong could feel his power scattering while walking. He had tried to sit in meditation or even use the devouring ancestral talisman to resist the dissipation, but it was futile because of insufficient cultivation.

He understood that once his power completely dissipated, he would fail this time. Although a master gave him a guarantee, there should be no problem with the Great Desolate Sutra, but...

Lin Dong is not the kind of person who is tempted by others. If he wants to squat behind his back, enjoy peace and take all the benefits, then he doesn’t have to enter the Dao Sect and wait for Xiao Diao to recover his strength and go to the demon realm. Can’t he grow up safely under the protection of Xiao Diao? He doesn’t have to fight Lin Langtian to fight all of this.

Lin Dong staggered, and couldn't help but kneel on one knee, supported his body with one hand, and took a breath.

Lin Dong smiled bitterly, looked down at a dead grass under his feet. At the top of the dead grass, there was a withered flower. He picked it off and touched his fingers, and the flowers turned into powder and floated and bloomed.

“Although it’s not impossible.

but……

I’m really unwilling to give up like this!”

Lin Dong pulled a slightly ugly curve at the corner of his lips, then let out a deep breath, supported the ground with both hands, stood up swayingly, dragged his legs, which were as heavy as if filled with lead, and slowly stepped forward.

At this time, a month has passed in the outside world and a month has passed in the outside world.

In this month, the four true legends of the Desolate Palace: Pang Tong, Song Zhou, Jiang Hao and Fang Yun, retreated one after another. In other words, all four failed and lost the qualification to obtain the Great Desolate Sutra.

"Uncle Chen Zhen, Uncle Zhudao, we are ashamed!"

In front of the high-level of the Desolate Palace, Pang Tong and the other four who retreated from the Great Desolate Monument were pale and bowed to the point of contempt and apologized in great shame.

The strange barren plain was drawing the strength of four people. The four of them gritted their teeth and walked to the point of exhaustion, and then they were kicked out without any mercy.

Chen Zhen and Zhuo Dao are quite open to the apology of the four personal disciples. After all, this kind of thing is like this almost every generation, not to mention that the person who is most likely to insist on it now.

Wudao and Chenzhen just waved their hands and let everyone go down, and their eyes never left the thin figure in the transparent light column above.

At this time, the figure suddenly became the focus of everyone else's place.

At the same time, on a mountain that was a little distance from the Great Desolate Monument, two figures stood on it, their eyes shining through the space and looking at the crowded area.

"Then Lin Dong's condition is not good..."

An old man in a blue robe stood beside Ying Xuanzi and said slowly.

"Maybe I can hold on for five more days."

Ying Xuanzi said softly, and then he sighed helplessly. This time, will the entire army be destroyed again?

As he said that, Ying Xuanzi turned his gaze to a platform again. Lin Hua, wearing a blue robe, sat on the ground. Next to him, his daughter Ying Huanhuan leaned lightly on his shoulder, narrowing her eyes slightly, revealing a girl's unique charming and silence.

Seeing this, Ying Xuanzi's eyelids trembled slightly, and randomly selected to ignore the intimate movements of the two. Looking at Lin Hua's face without any worries, he immediately spoke:

“Things may turn around.”

The old man in blue robe also looked at Ying Xuanzi very unexpectedly, as if he was surprised that he was so confident in Lin Dong. Then the old man turned his gaze to the place where Ying Xuanzi had just looked.

The old man showed an intriguing smile and said:

“It’s great to be young.”

And just as he was watching Lin Hua and Ying Huanhuan sighing at his lost youth, Lin Hua, who was still resting, turned his head slightly and smiled at him.

The old man was shocked immediately, and then he realized, shifted his gaze and sighed, and couldn't help but sigh:

"The young man is so terrifying..."

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and in the space.

At this time, Lin Dong's skin had cracked and cracked, which looked extremely terrifying. Moreover, his power was scattered during this period, and even a vague light spot was floating out of his body.

Lin Dong grinned and looked at the dead grass on the ground in front of him with a slightly blurred eyes. He knew that he was at the end of his strength and had no strength to continue.

He stared at the dead grass, and after a moment, he stretched out his palm and inserted it into the yellow ground, and then grabbed the dead grass and even the roots.

The dead grass left the ground, Lin Dong looked at the rhizomes hidden under the ground. With his fingers, the entire dead grass even its rhizomes turned into powder and drifted away.

The powder floated away from Lin Dong's face, and his expression seemed a little dull. After nearly half an hour, a hoarse murmur sounded in this quiet place.

"It seems that Huang Ling is not like this..."

Lin Dong slowly looked up and looked at the gray sky. The color seemed to be dead. Then look at the earth. Although there were dead grass on it, they were all dead...

But this is not the case with desolation. After desolation, vitality will be hidden. When spring is warm and flowers bloom, desolation will be full of vitality...

But here, even the world is dead.

Lin Dong lowered his head and suddenly stretched out his hands to grab another handful of hay on the ground. He did not use any strength, but gently held it in his hand, but this did not have any effect. The breeze blew, and the hay in Lin Dong's hand turned directly into ashes.

Looking at the withered yellow ashes in his hand, Lin Dong's eyes, which were originally covered by dust and slightly confused, rushed out with a terrifying aura. The decayed aura that originally emitted from his body instantly dissipated, but replaced by a touch of vitality that shocked the world.

Lin Dong directly scattered the dust in his hand, and his whole body was filled with energy, and waves of soft white light emanated from his body.

"Sizi~"

As the white light collided with the surrounding corruption, bursts of hissings emanated from the air, and the white light gradually spread out, dispersing the silence and desolation around it, and the dazzling white light enveloped the earth within a radius of hundreds of miles.

And in the white light, scattered flowers bloom quietly, and the dead grass everywhere suddenly became vibrant.

Looking at the vibrant scene around him, Lin Dong let out a long roar towards the sky, and his smile rose from his face, and joy filled his entire face.

"Yes, the vitality does not stop in desolation. This is desolation, this is desolation..."

PS: Recently, something very bad happened to the author Jun. The author Jun’s grandfather entered the emergency room. It is said that the arterial dissection was ruptured.

The author wants to reduce the burden on the family and may be released in the near future to see if you can rely on the royalties to support your living expenses, although I feel it is not realistic...

OK, I don't know what to say...
Chapter completed!