"How could this area where Lu Qing is located be in the Nanqing Desert?"

But outside, people were shocked when they saw the red dots in the mirror.

Most of them are all close to each other, and the distance between Mount Tailong in the center is less than one million miles, and the farthest is less than two million miles!

But only Yi Qianmo is in a single area, and this place is the southernmost Nanqing Desert in the mainland, with a distance of five million miles.

The monks all looked at the messenger from the Sky Palace. The messenger obviously knew what they wanted to ask and immediately responded: "I have already said that all teleportation is random!"

The messenger explained.

"Then you explain why he is alone in one area!"

Zhang Tianfang couldn't help but said angrily, "Not to mention, there are very few spirit beasts in the Nanqing Desert, and within a radius of thousands of miles, you will be lucky if you can find a spirit beast!"

All the monks looked at the messenger, which was obviously aimed at Lu Qing, otherwise why was he the only one in the entire desert?

You know, other monks are all in groups, only hundreds of thousands of miles apart, and the nearest one is only ten thousand miles apart.

More importantly, the cultivators near them basically belong to their respective forces. The Dao Alliance belongs to the Dao Alliance, the Dan Pavilion belongs to the Dan Pavilion, and the Demon Clan belongs to the Demon Clan.

If this continues, they will soon be able to gather together and form an alliance. Among the thirty-eight monks, the proportion of each tribe is very symmetrical, among which the Jiuli clan is the most, but at least two monks have entered the ancient battlefield to fight in ranking battles.

The messenger replied expressionlessly: "I said that the teleportation locations are random. He was teleported to the Nanqing Desert alone. That was his own unlucky and he could not blame others!"

"I'm joining your eighteen generations of ancestors. What you call random is that he is just random, and no one else is random, right?"

Zhang Tianfang cursed directly.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this. They didn't expect that Zhang Tianfang was so brave that he dared to greet the eighteen generations of the messenger's ancestors directly. You must know that this messenger represents the Lord of the Sky.

Hearing this, Li Fenglei immediately said first: "King Zhang Long, it's better to watch it patiently. Now this result has become a fact, and there is no point in arguing like this!"

The messenger who heard this sneered and said, "Even if I target him on purpose, what can you do to me?"

As soon as these words were said, the monks were in an uproar. Zhang Tian was so angry that his teeth were itchy. The spiritual power on his body burst out in an instant, and he was about to start fucking with the messenger.

But Tang Qianlan, who was beside him, noticed something was wrong, grabbed her hand, and said, "Don't get angry, believe in brother!"

Zhang Tianfang was stunned for a moment, and looked at the messenger and felt something was wrong. The messenger seemed to be deliberately angering him.

He immediately sat down and said, "What did you feel?"

As a devouring spirit body, Tang Qianlan's intuition was far more sensitive than that of ordinary monks. She thought for a while and said, "I can't say it either, but I always feel that their ultimate goal is not just my brother!"

"What's the matter with your brother hiding it from me?" Zhang Tianfang suddenly asked, "Tell me, I can help him!"

Tang Qianlan thought about it and didn't plan to say it because her brother didn't tell Zhang Tianfang, but when she thought of her brother being alone and alone, she told Zhang Tianfang directly.

The monks present calculated and found that no matter how much Yi Qianmo did, he could not escape the first level and would have to be buried in the battlefield of the sky.
Chapter completed!