Deep in Suxu, Yang Feng put away the Hot Wheels and allowed Yan Yu to enter the small world.

Even if Yan Yu's cultivation is still there, he can't help in such a place.

Burial of sand is one of the five forbidden areas in Suxu.

For those who come here, no matter how high your cultivation level is, the possibility of leaving after entering is very small.

If one hundred people go in, at most ten people will not leave.

Moreover, most of these people who left were because of luck.

Therefore, it is definitely a blessing that Taoist Wuxin and the monk Jiese were able to enter the burial sand and successfully kill each other.

Yang Feng stood outside the burial sand before he could enter, he saw a piece of blue sand.

Looking from a distance, it seems like a blue ocean, not only beautiful but also majestic.

Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness touched the rolling sand and could not penetrate it at all.

This reminded Yang Feng of the Lost Forest in the Secret Realm, where his spiritual consciousness could not be stretched.

Wuxin Taoist’s burial map is just a corner of the burial sand.

This kind of map can only be used to take luck, at least it is of no use to Yang Feng now.

Just as Yang Feng was about to enter the burial sand, a white figure fell not far away.

Yang Feng looked over and saw that it was a woman wearing a white skirt.

The woman is very beautiful and has a good figure, which makes Yang Feng stunned.

Yang Feng was startled. He was at least the Holy Emperor Kong Xuan, and he would be tempted by a woman.

After taking a breath, Yang Feng realized that the woman had a white filial piety flower on her head, which showed that the woman must have just died.

This woman is definitely not as beautiful as that, but she is so attractive. It seems that she is also practicing a kind of charming skill, otherwise she would not be tempted under such circumstances with her own concentration.

Yang Feng withdrew his gaze and did not look at this woman again. He knew that it was not the woman who intended to tempt him just now.

Seeing Yang Feng staring at him, the woman frowned slightly, and did not continue to stay in place. She rushed into the burial sand in an instant and disappeared soon.

Yang Feng did not continue to stay outside, but slowly walked into the burial sand.

He came to bury the sand to find the golden yin leaves. As long as he found such leaves, he would immediately withdraw.

Even if there are many good things in the burial sand, he will not leave them here.

As soon as he entered the burial sand, Yang Feng was wrapped in endless blue sand.

Lansha almost swept away Yang Feng with a powerful whirlpool.

At this moment, Yang Feng's spiritual consciousness was bound, and only when he sacrificed the spiritual blade or the spiritual consciousness storm, his spiritual consciousness could be stretched out for dozens of meters.

This consumed too much of his spiritual sense. He had just entered the Burial Sand, so Yang Feng didn't want to consume it like this. He directly sacrificed Lei City.

Lei City was almost completely refined by Yang Feng. Except for the spirit of the weapon, it was no different from Lei Guang City.

As soon as Leicheng was sacrificed, the rolling blue sand around it was blocked by Leicheng. Yang Feng became relaxed and he had time to grab a handful of blue sand and check it in his hand.

Blue sand is like ordinary sand, except that the color is blue, there seems to be no difference.

Yang Feng's spiritual sense swept into the blue sand. Just as he was about to carefully observe what material these blue sand were composed of, a handful of blue sand in his hand suddenly became blurred.

In just a few breaths, this handful of blue sand disappeared without a trace.

Yang Feng was surprised and grabbed a handful of blue sand again. Just like before, these blue sands would disappear in a while.

What a strange burial sand, Yang Feng was secretly amazed in his heart. It was the first time he saw this strange sand.

There was nothing else around the burial sand except the rolling and howling blue sand, even the ground was full of blue sand.

Yang Feng went deeper and made some spiritual marks deep underground.

Ten days passed, and Yang Feng didn't even see a weed, let alone seeing the golden Yinye.

On the eleventh day, Yang Feng was carefully identifying the direction, and a faint sound came from the depths of the rolling blue sand.

Moreover, these four words were kept calling each other, endlessly.

Yang Feng didn't understand the meaning of these four words at all. He was about to go over and take a look when he saw an immortal cultivator who had no body escaped from not far away.

His face was completely panicked, as if he had encountered something terrible.

"Go away quickly, the shadow burial demon is here..."

A hoarse voice sounded in Yang Feng's ears, and then Yang Feng saw a woman in disheveled clothes and disheveled hair brushing past him.

It was the mourning woman he saw before entering the burial sand. This woman had at least Kongjie's cultivation, but she was so embarrassed.

What terrible thing is this burial shadow demon? Why are you still screaming?

Although Yang Feng wanted to know what this thing was, he could only escape at this moment. He was not as confident as he could block the demons that the Holy Emperor of the Kongjie Tribulation was afraid of.

The spiritual consciousness cannot be stretched in the burial sand, and the immortal essence will not be affected.

However, once the immortal energy is aroused, the faster the speed, the greater the obstacles will be in the burial sand.

The sound behind it became clearer and clearer, and Yang Feng could even feel a threat of death.

Figures rushed over Yang Feng, and each of these shadows had a stronger cultivation level than Yang Feng.

It can be seen that despite the danger of Shadow Blue Sand, there are still many people coming here.

Yang Feng's spiritual sense forcibly broke through the blue sand behind him, and happened to see an ethereal holy emperor swept away by an invisible force. In just a moment, his breath disappeared without a trace.

Yang Feng no longer dared to hold back, and the spiritual storm swept out, forming a spiritual domain.

The surrounding resistance became weaker at this moment, and Yang Feng's speed rose rapidly.

The Holy Emperors who were originally beyond Yang Feng were all left behind by Yang Feng.

Just as Yang Feng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, there was a burst of chill behind him, and a big black mouth suddenly opened in the blue sand and bit Yang Feng.

There was no sign, and there was no fluctuation in this howling blue sand.

"Click..."

He bit Yang Feng's Thunder City, and the lightning splashed everywhere, and the immortal energy returned, and Yang Feng's heart surged.

Yang Feng quickly sacrificed his sword, and his spiritual sense swept out, but he didn't scan anything else.

In addition to the whistling and rolling blue sand, there are also rolling blue sand around.

Yang Feng gasped inwardly. Fortunately, his Leicheng did not put it away, otherwise even if it was just now, he would be in danger.

Even if you really escape that mouth, you will be injured.

There was a threat he could not sense at all hidden in the burial sand, and Yang Feng became more and more cautious.

Or because Yang Feng was cautious and careful, he ran for another half a day and did not continue to attack.

Yang Feng no longer felt the terrible threat of death, so he slowed down his body.

Yang Feng sensed the rich spiritual energy. Yang Feng's eyes swept over and then he found that he was standing in front of a lake.

The flying blue sand here is much weaker, and the closer it is to the lake, the less blue sand is.

When you reach a hundred meters away from the lake, there is no blue sand at all. You can see clearly that the opposite side of the lake is full of green grass.

This is the first time Yang Feng has seen the green green since he entered the burial sand.

Yang Feng did not act rashly, and his spiritual sense stretched out and forced him to check around.

After half a stick of incense, he had already seen clearly that this was a formation.

This lake is the basis of the formation. This formation weakens the blue sand of the burial sand, forming a slightly safer area.

After understanding that this was a formation, Yang Feng gasped in his heart.

Yang Feng already knew how terrible the power of burying sand was.

His power is in danger here, and he can only escape or barely protect himself.

And the formation here actually blocked such a terrifying blue sand sweeping. What kind of strength and level of enlightenment can be arranged?

Yang Feng carefully walked around the lake and walked to the opposite side. His eyes suddenly became clear, and a small path composed of stones extended to the distance. After confirming that there was no problem with the path, Yang Feng then put away Leicheng and set foot on this small path.

The moment Yang Feng stepped on this path, his spiritual bondage completely disappeared. A huge verdant appeared in front of him.

There were several figures of immortal cultivators here. Yang Feng soon saw the woman in disheveled white dress among these figures.

Yang Feng felt a little relieved. Since the woman in white dress also escaped here, it means that this place should be safe for the time being.

He speeded up and walked over.

These people have been buried in the sand for longer than him, so they should know the situation.

Maybe he can ask what it is here, and whether anyone here knows Jin Yinye.

But Yang Feng soon felt something was wrong. He saw several dead bodies here. These bodies were obviously killed not long ago, and there were two around the woman in the white dress.

The woman in white dress saw Yang Feng coming, and then she showed some surprised gazes.

He seemed to be wondering how Yang Feng could escape here with such cultivation level?
To be continued...