Next, let’s go to the east of the Eastern Wasteland.

With Qiao Xinyu by his side, everyone was traveling very quickly.

It only took six days to go from the Sword Tomb to the Divine Dragon Blue Sea, to the Six Emperor Demon Gate, and then to the east of the Eastern Wasteland.

Passing through the sea in the west, you will reach the east of the East Wasteland.

It is a vast and illusory land, which contains strange laws. When ordinary monks enter it, they either never get out, or they wander around in it for a long time, only to find that they are spinning in place.

The East of the Eastern Wasteland has always been full of legends.

However, because no cultivation resources have been found here, there are not many monks coming to the east of the Eastern Wasteland.

Except for a few monks who like to cultivate their sentiments and come here to watch the scenery, there are basically no living beings to be seen.

No one knows that in the east of the Eastern Wilderness, there is the Wolf of the Eastern Wilderness, known as the patron saint of the Eastern Wilderness!

In the deepest part of the East Wasteland, there is a fairy island, surrounded by endless clouds and mist. The ups and downs make this fairy island hazy and more mysterious.

However, at this moment, deep roars could be heard in that fairy island.

"Damn damn damn!"

"This is impossible!"

"Is that guy really not dead?!"

This is a rough and low voice, which is heard from the Fairy Island from time to time, causing the surrounding clouds and mist to disperse.


Chapter completed!