And under them were riding very powerful monsters.

Any of these three people can be called a strong man even on this kind of desert that spans thousands of miles away. They can dominate a piece of land within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and have dozens of big cities and hundreds of millions of people under their command.

However, these three people were like slaves at this time, and they were extremely respectful to a young man in the middle.

This young man is a monk. He is wearing a moon-white cassock and cannot be seen from the material, but there is no pattern on it, which looks extremely simple.

My head has been shaved and there are ring scars on my head.

Moreover, the other three were riding monsters, but he was walking on foot.

Wearing a white monk's robe, leggings on his legs, and ordinary hemp shoes on his feet, he stepped on the Gobi Desert step by step.

With wind and sand sweeping over and scorching sun in the sky, his expression remained unchanged at all, as if he was walking in a fairy palace, with a shallow smile on his face and extraordinary demeanor.

Moreover, every step of his steps is the same length, and even if he uses a ruler to measure it, it will not be so accurate!

The four of them were speechless and walked forward. After walking for a long time, they sat down on a large stone and sat cross-legged on it.

The cold and beautiful woman immediately turned over from the monster, held a jade bottle in her hand, poured a cup, and handed it to him respectfully.

The monk in white took it and drank it all in one go.

The burly man pulled over a curtain made of extremely gorgeous animal skins and silk, surrounded it and set up a roof, forming a tent.

Another short and fat middle-aged man, who was not very eye-catching, had his fingers flashed, and all the radius of a hundred meters turned into a piece of ice. Black clouds gathered in the sky, covering the sunlight.

In this hot summer day, the cool air suddenly seeped up, very cool, making people sigh comfortably.

But everything the three of them did was to serve the saint in white.

Obviously, these three people are his servants!

The monk in white looked around, shook his head, and shook his body and said, "I have been walking for a long time. I have been walking for hundreds of millions of miles in five years, but I have not seen many Buddhist temples."

"Oh, no, in the Southern Liang Dynasty, I seemed to have seen seven or eight temples, but they have all been destroyed."

The cold and beautiful woman in her thirties next to him giggled and said, "Don't you know how those temples were destroyed, master?"

"That's all the hands under the jungle of the ten directions!"

"I know!" The monk in white smiled and said, "You can tell at a glance when you start the battle in the Ten Directions Jungle."

"You are like the ruins of the temple we passed by a month ago. Tsk, that temple, the mountain where the temple is, and the plain where the mountain is, have disappeared. The temple has turned into a huge palm print within a radius of thousands of miles."

"One palm beat the temple alively, and the mountains and plains alive!"
Chapter completed!