Front.

More than a hundred miles of land.

The huge long queue of dragons had stopped at this time.

Under the scorching sun, everyone has dry lips and is sick and weak.

The people leaned under the shadow of their luggage... curled up and were reluctant to move.

Because even the simple action of turning over will consume extra physical strength.

In such a cruel environment, this little physical strength may be a support for being able to live longer than others.

The team is long, but in the overly tired morale and the deadly exhaustion... it seems that this team is entering death.

One of the men took out the water bag and shook it. Hearing the sound of water that was so low that it was almost impossible to hear, he sighed helplessly. He still couldn't bear to drink it. He handed the water to his wife who was covering her stomach and was tired, and said in a hoarse voice: "Drink more, be pregnant... don't suffer my son."

My wife took it, but did not drink it in big sips, but just opened the water bag, pursed it on her lips, and moistened her lips.

Then he carefully put away the water bag.

There is only a little water, who can't drink it in big gulp?

The same scene happens in every place in the team...

The scarcity of water sources and the slow coverage of the fog behind them.

Confusion in the road ahead.

The war with the demons failed... the people already knew that these demons could not be defeated.

Even if you reach Daqian or Datang, what's the use?

I still have to escape... I keep running, run until I can't escape, and then be killed by the demon.

A haggard old man lay quietly in the shadow of a camel, looking at the sky with his unscrupulous eyes, and his numb eyes could not see any hope for the way forward.

I can't feel the fatigue and burning body.

Even, I felt a very light feeling... It seemed that all the discomfort had disappeared, and I couldn't even feel the back pain for many years.

The body is light and fluttering.

I feel like I want to get out of this old body and go to another place to be completely relieved.

Is it dead?

The old man was not surprised... He was old and could not withstand a long journey. In such a harsh environment, if he had not been taken care of by his companions, he would have died on the first day he came in.

Even so.

Now he may not be able to live long.

I'm going to die.

He looked up and looked at the sun in the sky, but unexpectedly he didn't feel the heat. Instead... there was a cloudy cloud slowly obscuring the sun.

Then, a little coolness hits the eyes.

Feel very comfortable.

The old man suddenly widened his eyes and felt cool... In this scorching basin, all seasons are like summer, how could there be coolness?

Moreover, the coolness seemed to have magical characteristics, dripping on the body, feeling of fatigue, discomfort, and the hazy premonition of death, all disappeared.

He jumped up suddenly, feeling as if he was as light as a swallow.

“It’s raining!”

He shouted.

"It's raining...it's raining in the basin!"

Others also noticed something strange, looked up at the sky one by one, and then the warm rain fell.

It's not a heavy rain.

But the drizzle, thin spring rain.

This rain is not an ordinary rain, it seems to have extremely magical power.

While falling down.

Wherever you pour, the discomfort will disappear quickly, and instead it will be a light and comfortable feeling as if ascending.

This rain drank all the fatigue.

The team was instantly full of vitality!

Everyone howled wildly, stood up and raised their heads, opened their mouths to let the rain fall into their mouths.

It only took a few drops, but the feeling of dry mouth disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

"This...this rain is..."

Brahma Prajna slowly walked out, her face was already wet.

He chanted the Buddha's name softly and said in shock: "Amitabha, this rain... I have even recovered a lot of my injuries. Could it be that the heavens will not destroy our human race?"

Dao Wuya rushed out, looking at the rain falling in the sky, with a look of horror on his face, and murmured: "This is not rain, this... this is clearly a stream of spiritual energy. There is such a powerful and surging spiritual energy in the world that it can turn it into a rainstorm... Alas... the old Taoist... is ashamed!"

"You guys see where."

Ling Tianzong suddenly screamed. He was obviously the supreme master of Taoism, but at this moment, he was shocked and shocked: "Look, the river basin... is actually blooming."

Everyone looked along his gaze.

Sure enough, that bare desert, moistened by this warm rain...

Green buds were slowly born, and then dense green plants grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The basin was not originally a desert, but also a green forest. It was just a year-round climate change, coupled with the seal being a monster, the aura of resentment erupted... This made this place a desert.

But in the deepest part of the desert, the seeds that had already dried up and rotten now have rejuvenated under the warmth of this rain.

"This scene... seems to have been seen somewhere."

Xiucheng scratched his head a little confused, feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

"Are you familiar with this feeling?"

Wu Xian turned around in confusion and looked at Murong Ruo.

Murong Ruo nodded.

The pale face showed a slight surprise expression, "This feels natural and familiar... It's Yurun, Brother Su's Yurun spell!"

Yan Lingji snorted softly and said, "I just said that a good person will not live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years. Su Jing, this boy, is definitely a big disaster... he is still alive... he is still alive..."

"Then why didn't he come to meet us?"

The mother asked in confusion.

"Who knows, maybe I haven't caught up yet... But Yurun's magic has been put here. I think he's coming soon, right?"

Yan Lingji sighed softly and murmured: "This can probably be regarded as the only good news among all the bad news... although, it may be too late."

She looked up quietly.

As a practitioner of Fire Art, what he hates the most are water and ice.

But the rain poured on my face makes me feel warm.

It seemed as if the big hand was gently caressing his face.

"Come back soon."

She murmured.

And at this time...

"I seem to have made a breakthrough!"

Su Jing had a look of surprise on his face and said in surprise: "In the past, my Yurun spell was the limit to cover a hundred miles at most, but now, within a thousand miles, it is easy... I must have broken through the Supreme Beginning of the Tao!"

Entering the Supreme One!

And it is not a single breakthrough... In fact, for Su Jing, the dividing line between martial arts and Taoist cultivation is already very blurred.

The two are combined into one.

It is precisely because Su Jing's Taoist cultivation has broken through to the supreme enlightenment of the Tao that he has driven the true qi... Of course, more...

In fact, it was the bizarre and ridiculous encounter.

Let Su Jing truly see the path he will take in the future... and the state of mind will naturally be broken at a touch.

"I probably can be regarded as the supreme enlightenment of the Mingxin realm in the shortest time."
Chapter completed!