Half a day passed in a flash, and when the convoy saw the dark road, everyone in the convoy breathed a sigh of relief.

I was shocked along the way and finally passed the rotten bone swamp.

As the sun sets, many people show fatigue on their faces when people park their carriages on the ruler road.

On the way, they encountered three or four attacks from monsters. The luck was not good, but it was not bad. At least they did not encounter a very difficult powerful monster.

Zhou Fan still maintained his vigorous spirit. He looked at the direction of the swamp forest that was no longer visible behind him, feeling a little regretful.

This rotten bone swamp is really good. The number of gray insects obtained in half a day is equivalent to the number of one day in the previous few days.

If you go back and forth a few times, you will definitely gain even greater results.

But the team definitely doesn't want to do this.

Moreover, he was vaguely alert to the Mushroom Ancestor in the rotten bone swamp, and did not dare to kill anyone too much.

Soon it became dark. What made the convoy feel uneasy was that the strange sound of the saw-up still sounded near the convoy.

However, Zhou Fan and Li Jiuyue had already ordered, so no one paid attention to this strange voice.

Just keep the vigilance you deserve and beware of the shadow monster coming over.

"It's really strange." Zhou Fan returned to his tent and frowned. "It has been following us for so long. Logically speaking, it has already left the area where it lives, or is it not as I thought. It is not the kind of weird thing with a specific area..."

"Hold on, wait until you pass through the wasteland and see if it will continue to follow? This kind of weird thing that has been following people all the time has been mentioned in the book, but none of them is like it."

Because this strange monster was on one side, Zhou Fan had practiced the yang energy for a while and then lay down to sleep.

Zhou Fan, who appeared on the ship, glanced at the black dragon. He had told the black dragon about the monster he encountered in the convoy and was willing to trade its detailed information with gray bugs.

But the Black Dragon replied that he had no impression.

There is nothing surprising about the black dragon without impression. Apart from the fixed monsters, some strange and strange species will emerge every year. Over time, let alone the black dragon trapped on the ship, even those who often study monsters cannot recognize them all.

Zhou Fan did not think about it anymore. The monster didn't dare to come over, but just kept following. It was probably the weaker one, otherwise it would have pounced over to swallow everyone in the convoy.

Just be careful and beware of this kind of weird.

Heilong was looking up at the blood ball in a daze. She had been like this these few nights.

Zhou Fan was too lazy to pay attention to her and practiced swordsmanship and boxing alone. When the time came, he left the Huihe space.

In the early morning, the rising sun casts on the earth, dispelling the cold night of early autumn.

The people in the convoy also woke up from the silence.

Zhou Fan came out of the tent, greeted Li Jiuyue, and asked if anything happened last night?

As a result, after learning that there were only a few weak monsters who were ignorant of life and death, they were no longer surprised. The monster who made a tug-of-war sound still had no movement.

After breakfast, the convoy started again.

After walking for an hour, the scenery along the way slowly changed.

The ruler road ahead is laid on the withered grass.

There are endless yellow weeds, and there are no other trees. Even the world looks like a vast yellow area, an empty and desolate area.

This is the wasteland.

It is not because of seasonal changes that the weeds wither and yellow. In fact, if people who often pass by the wasteland will know that the weeds wither and yellow in color in the wasteland, whether in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

A state of dying or not.

No one can tell what this is, but knows that the wasteland seems to have been like this since ancient times.

"After passing the wasteland, we will be in the incense." Li Jiuyue said with a smile on her face in front of her.

The wasteland seems strange, and it seems easy for people to get lost when they enter it, but as long as they bring a compass, they will not get lost even if there is no ruler in some areas.

In terms of the degree of danger, the wasteland is not as good as the rotten bone swamp woodland that I just passed by.

That's why Li Jiuyue was so relaxed.

Many warriors smiled.

The convoy began to enter the wasteland.

There is still a ruler now, so there is no need to look at the direction.

Zhou Fan was still behind the convoy, and he was the last person in the convoy to enter the wasteland.

A breeze blew from the wasteland, making his clothes move slightly while sitting on the horse's back, and his bald felt a hint of chill.

The smell of wind faintly carries the smell of plants withered.

The smell is very light and the wind is fleeting.

Zhou Fan didn't care. He just looked around to see if there were any monsters coming to die.

The convoy was moving slowly, and Zhou Fan occasionally dismounted and used his body skills to speed up and galloped on the wasteland to kill monsters.

The danger level of the wasteland is not as good as that of the rotten bone swamp, and there are much less monsters.

However, Zhou Fan thought that mosquito meat was also meat, so he still ran back and forth diligently.

The people in the convoy were accustomed to Zhou Fan's strange behavior and often felt it in their hearts. If human warriors took the initiative to kill monsters like Lord Zhou, the world would be much more peaceful.

Unfortunately, there are still too few people like Lord Zhou.

After all, everyone in this world understands that monsters can never be killed. If monsters do not pose a threat to humans, they usually avoid them if they can.

Unless there are some monsters whose bodies can be used as a certain material, there will be special monster hunters who hunt and pick materials.

This is the first time they have seen someone like Lord Zhou, who does not have the material output or the level, no matter whether it is a monster in front of him, who wants to kill him.

According to Mr. Li, Lord Zhou encountered a monster in childhood and was scared to get sick. If he got a monster, he had to kill him, otherwise he would not be able to sleep at night.

The man ignored Zhou Fan, as he slowly moved forward next to the convoy.

There was a little man lying inside its lush hair.

Xiao Kun used her hands to pillows, and she looked at the blue sky comfortably, thinking that her master was such a fool, and she didn't know what the meaning of shouting at the monsters all day long.

It was as comfortable and comfortable as her, lying on the back of a big dog basking in the sun, and I didn't know how comfortable it was.

But the dog's back quickly bumped.

Xiao Kun was almost dumped, and she quickly caught the dog's hair, "Boss, boss, don't run so fast."

But the brother ignored her soft call at all, but barked while running, and its hair stood up all over its body.

The man was extremely fast, and it quickly ran to the front of the convoy.

"Stop!" Li Jiuyue knew his brother's ability, and he was warned. Li Jiuyue in front of the convoy quickly called for stopping the convoy.

Zhou Fan, who was killing monsters in the distance, also heard the old man's bark. He quickly slashed the black goose monster in front of him, and then ran back to the convoy like a phantom.
Chapter completed!