Chapter 1,159: Sir, please save me once!

The climate in southern Xinjiang is hot and moody.

One moment it was clear skies, and the next moment there might be a heavy rain.

However, this kind of weather is nothing to a successful warrior.

As for the various vegetation growing on the land in southern Xinjiang.

It is also extremely moisturizing.

Only those miserable low-level barbarians and weak monsters.

Only then will the fittest survive in the harsh conditions of nature.

After Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saint left the woods in the far north, they headed south.

During this period, they also encountered other barbarians.

The aura and dress of Xiao Changfeng and Saint Deer Ling are too obvious.

This caused the barbarians they encountered to attack immediately.

It's a pity that their end can only be turned into corpses on the ground.

"In about half a month, we can get to Jiyang City, which should be enough to catch up with the Wizards Conference!"

The Deer Spirit Saint said.

Although many barbarians were killed along the way.

But I finally found out when the Wizards Conference will be held.

Just twenty days later.

In this way, the time is just right.

If nothing else happens!

"In that case, let's hurry up and get on our way!"

Xiao Changfeng nodded.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a sound of thunder.

All I could see was the sunny sky just now.

In an instant, dark clouds swept over.

It was as if demons and gods were gathering together to have a battle with the divine soldiers and generals in the sky.

"It looks like there's going to be a heavy rain!"

Saintess Lu Ling raised her head and glanced at the dark clouds in the sky, her eyebrows furrowed.

Although it often rains in southern Xinjiang.

But generally the rain will not be too heavy.

However there are exceptions.

That's a heavy rainstorm.

Heavy rainstorms are the most terrifying rainstorms in southern Xinjiang.

Countless raindrops fell as densely as battlefield drums.

Even monsters with rough skin and thick flesh are hard to resist.

Xiao Changfeng and the others can naturally release their spiritual energy to resist.

But then the spiritual energy will be consumed very quickly.

And once the spiritual energy is exhausted, the end may be even worse.

So usually at this time.

Whether human or monster.

They will look for caves or houses where they can take shelter.

"On foot!"

The existence of heavy rainstorms poses little threat to Xiao Changfeng.

After all, he possesses the Xuanwu Immortality Body.

But the Deer Spirit Saint may not be able to sustain it.

So Xiao Changfeng decided to fall from a high altitude and move forward on foot.

Boom!

Deafening thunder continued to sound.

It was as if the devil and the divine soldiers and generals were already fighting together.

The moment Xiao Changfeng and the Deer Spirit Saintess landed.

Countless rains fell from the sky.

It was as if there was a hole in the Tianhe River.

The dense rain turned the whole world into a hazy place.

The Deer Spirit Saint has a bright white aura emanating from her body.

Keep all the rain out of you.

She is a monster and close to nature.

Can absorb more spiritual energy from all around.

As for Xiao Changfeng.

It means that no defensive measures were taken.

No matter how hard the rain hit him, he was soon wet all over.

However, the majestic rain also brings rich water aura.

Xiao Changfeng circulates the Xuanwu Immortality Scroll.

Inhale these water auras into your body and refine them into mana.

Not only does it cause no harm, but it also benefits a lot.

Saintess Lu Ling knew that Xiao Changfeng was not a person who was aimless.

So I didn't ask any more questions.

The two of them walked under the heavy rain.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the sound of thunder and rain.

"Elder Xiao, there is someone in front of you!"

The Deer Spirit Saint suddenly spoke to remind.

At this time, Xiao Changfeng's spiritual consciousness had already detected it.

They saw only two hundred meters in front of them.

Many people were trekking in the rain.

These are all barbarians.

But all of them had sad faces, as if they had tasted all the bitterness of life.

They basically don't have any decent clothes.

Most of them are animal skins, and important parts are tightly covered.

What caught Xiao Changfeng's attention the most.

Their hands and feet are tied.

A long dark green vine strung together ten barbarians.

Like a grasshopper on a rope.

There are thirteen similar teams.

That is, there are a total of one hundred and thirty barbarians.

Only a small number of these barbarians are in their prime.

Most of them are old, weak, women and children.

Around the team, there were several barbarians wearing rattan armor and holding bamboo and wooden spears.

They travel abroad as if they are a guard in custody.
To be continued...