The Strongest Player Who Descended From the Wilderness

Princess Iron Fan grabbed Ye Chen's sleeve and said with a begging look: "Can you take me there? I also want to see it, and I will definitely not cause any trouble to you."

Ye Chen nodded: "Even so, I will take you with me."

Princess Iron Fan was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Ye Chen. We need to prepare something in advance."

Ye Chen sat cross-legged in the air and shook his head: "You don't need anything, just wait here with peace of mind."

Not long after, countless teleportation arrays appeared out of thin air behind Ye Chen like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Players and practitioners from all over the world have arrived.

Players from the demon race and the human race are still at odds with each other. They were at war with each other and glared at each other as soon as they met.

But everyone is trying their best to exercise restraint, after all, they still have to perform tasks.

The practitioners of the Wu clan came with some alien players and also came to perform tasks.

As a result, three distinct areas appeared nearby.

One of the demon players fiercely made a neck-slitting motion towards the human race: "The ants of the human race, we will deal with you when we arrive in the magical world."

The human race showed no sign of weakness: "Why are you being so rampant? You demon race is already a thing of the past and can't survive for a few more days. We still don't know who will win by then."

Moreover, among the noisy players and practitioners, no one seemed to notice Ye Chen's existence.

It's true that Ye Chen thought they were annoying, so he arranged an isolation formation in advance to form an independent space, so he couldn't be seen outside at all.

There were more and more people outside, and soon the number exceeded one million.

Princess Iron Fan had never seen such a scene before, and she couldn't help but open her mouth in shock.

He asked Ye Chen: "The appeal of the Heavenly Dao is too great. There are more than a million monks performing tasks. Is the world of magic and martial arts big enough? Can it accommodate it?"

Ye Chen glanced at him: "You don't need to worry about this. Even though there are more than a million practitioners now, only a few will be able to come back alive by then."

Princess Iron Fan was also startled by what Ye Chen said, and asked subconsciously: "Is the world of magic and martial arts really that dangerous?"

"It's more dangerous than you think. It's still too late for you to quit now."

Princess Tieshan gritted her teeth, clenched her fists hard and said, "I won't quit, even if there is danger, I won't be afraid."

Ye Chen laughed: "This is what you said, don't regret it."

At this moment, the Liusha River's light grew brighter, and the two bronze doors slowly opened and slowly floated.

In the blink of an eye, he rose from the bottom of the quicksand river into the air.

Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "The copy is open, come in."

So many monks jumped up one by one and flew in towards the bronze gate in the sky.

Ye Chen stood up and said coldly: "Let's go too."

Then he grabbed Princess Iron Fan, jumped up, and disappeared through the bronze gate in the blink of an eye.

After some violent turbulence, Ye Chen and others appeared on a desolate Gobi desert.

Surrounded by rocks and sand, there was not even a single plant visible within a hundred miles, and everything in sight was a desolate blue-gray color.

What's more serious is that the spiritual energy here is very thin.

Moreover, there is a faint smell of decay in the air, which makes breathing uncomfortable.

Ye Chen glanced at it and saw that almost more than 100,000 players had descended on the Gobi Desert.

The other players don't know where they fell.

Ye Chen's vast spiritual consciousness unfolded, and he discovered that within hundreds of thousands of miles, there was the Gobi Desert.

It seems that the Gobi Desert is endless, and there are no living creatures in the entire Gobi Desert except some poisonous scorpions or centipedes hidden under rocks or in the desert.

These poisonous scorpions and poisonous centipedes also have a dark aura about them and are extremely poisonous.

Ye Chen snorted coldly: "What the hell is this place, and where is the small bronze cauldron?

Princess Iron Fan seemed to be extremely uncomfortable with the environment here. She took out a palm-sized emerald green fan in her hand and fanned herself vigorously.

Immediately the rotten smell in the air dissipated.

Ye Chen took another look and knew that it was Princess Iron Fan's magic weapon, the banana fan.

Princess Iron Fan followed Ye Chen and asked, "Brother Ye Chen, what should we do next?"

Ye Chen said: "There is always an edge in this Gobi Desert. If we find the right direction and walk in the right direction, we will definitely be able to get out."

Ye Chen has a high level of cultivation and doesn't care about this harsh environment. He just steps out thousands of feet as if he were strolling in the courtyard.

He did not fly at high speed, but searched carefully within the shroud of spiritual consciousness, not missing any traces or clues.

The cultivators who fell into this desert complained: "What a shabby place this is. Why is there no life at all? It's like a dead Jedi."

Some people also advised: "Stop complaining. If the task was simple and easy to complete, why would you give such a generous reward?"

Everyone comforted themselves and continued to search and move forward.

This place with thin spiritual energy consumes the most energy. There is a small team leaning on a huge stone.

A bearded man gasped and waved his hand and said: "I'm not leaving, I can't stand it anymore. Let's eat something first to replenish energy."

Everyone also stopped and found a clean place to sit down.

"That's right. Why is the spiritual energy in this place so thin? If I couldn't complete the task, a ghost would come to such a place."

While everyone was talking, they took out the food they had brought with them from the storage rings.

The big man from before said: "Try mine. It is the earth dragon meat that we cut off after we spent all our efforts to kill an earth dragon. It tastes so good."

A female monk said: "I don't like to eat your kind of food. I like Long Guifang's sweet-scented osmanthus cake on Queen's Road in our city the most. One bite is so soft and glutinous that it melts in your mouth."

Another female monk said: "You have a really good nose. How did you know that I brought his sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Let me share a piece with you."

The female cultivator suddenly laughed proudly: "I have smelled it a long time ago, thank you."

After saying that, the female monk took out the well-wrapped snack box and took out two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, one for each person.

The female cultivator couldn't wait to take a bite, but then spit it out: "Bah, what does it taste like? Why does it seem to be bad?"

"It's impossible. The storage ring won't deteriorate. I installed it as soon as they made it."

After saying that, she took a taste herself and then vomited.

Then he said in horror: "What's going on? Why has the hair grown green and gone bad? It was clearly good when I first opened it. What's going on?"

At this time, everyone saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that the female cultivator threw on the ground was rapidly deteriorating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was covered with disgusting green hairs, which quickly turned black.

At this time, the big man also exclaimed: "Why is my earth dragon meat spoiled?"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, only to see that the earth dragon meat in the big man's hand was also decaying rapidly, rotting, and soon only a white bone was left.

Everyone was shocked: "What is going on?"

Some people unbelievingly took out their own food, but it all turned rotten in just a few seconds.

Ye Chen saw this scene from a distance and took out a piece of spiritual beast meat from his own little world. It quickly deteriorated under his eyes.

Ye Chen suddenly realized: "In this desert, there is a special power that can corrode all food. As long as it is exposed to the air, it will quickly deteriorate and rot."

However, Ye Chen didn't panic. With his level of cultivation, it wouldn't matter even if he didn't eat for hundreds of years.

Even those ordinary practitioners, as long as they reach the level of human immortal or above, can last ten and a half days by taking one Bigu Pill.

So whether they can eat or not has little impact on them.

However, Ye Chen vaguely guessed that this Gobi Desert was by no means that simple.

Sure enough, soon another angry curse came from the distance: "Damn it, why can't I use Bigu Pill? And my hunger has begun to accelerate."

There was a burst of curses all around, and these monks were shocked to find that every move in the Gobi Desert consumes a lot of energy, and they are particularly prone to hunger.

However, all their food and Bigu Pills could no longer be used. How could they starve to death?

It would be a joke if monks above the level of a dignified immortal were to starve to death.

Ye Chen frowned and said to Princess Iron Fan: "Speed ​​up and leave here."