Town School Little Fox [Cultivation]

After dealing with the wave after wave of insect swarms, what followed was a dark sandstorm.

The black "sand wall" that stretched for an unknown distance on the horizon came close in the blink of an eye, and instantly drained all the breath here.

"stop!"

The woman shouted, and the attack of the waves of sand stopped abruptly.

"Keep a defensive formation!"

As the woman spoke, she quickly retreated to the rear where the clansmen gathered together.

As soon as she arrived, there was a tremor of strength, and a group of people used their remaining strength to set up a small round sandbag in the sand dune canyon, wrapping all the clansmen and the sacrifices together.

At this time, the sandstorm was already approaching the mouth of the dune canyon, and the attack they released earlier just happened to disperse the tide of desert beasts.Between the sandstorm and the tide of desert beasts, he won a brief respite.

The small sandbag had just formed, and those desert beasts who wanted to escape through the dune canyon were crushed by the sand waves, and then swept up into the sky by the subsequent sandstorm. Spinning and struggling, I don't know whether it will be dead or alive in the end.

"call--"

The sandstorm ruthlessly crushed towards the canyon between the two dunes. The high sand dunes on both sides were uprooted by the sandstorm, wrapped in the sandstorm, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the pedestrian was stationed among the two sand dunes. Although the sandstorm "carried away" the two defensive sand dunes, it did not directly impact them. The little sandbag was lucky enough to settle down in the sandstorm.

Now that I have passed the most difficult period, it seems that I just need to wait quietly for the tail of the sandstorm to blow over completely.

However, the sandstorm continued to rage, and the small sandbags for defense were cut off layer by layer by the sandstorm. It seemed that the defense could not last long.

It is difficult to maintain a uniform output of power in the turmoil of the sandstorm. It is a bit difficult to maintain the small sandbags with concentrated power. No one knows whether they can last until the end.

This is a long process, and it is also a torment of the heart.

Because the two conspicuous sand dunes were uprooted, the sand cave where Lu'an and Shen Hezhi were located also lost its "top", leaving the two of them completely exposed to the sandstorm.

Shen Hezhi is a wind attribute cultivator, and he is quite comfortable in this sandstorm.

This sandstorm seemed terrifying, as long as he was not stupid enough to challenge the entire sandstorm by himself, there would be no danger for An An to blend into the sandstorm.

The sandstorm contained a large amount of sand, and the sandstorm raged wildly. If it was a weaker desert beast, it might have been torn to pieces by these high-speed rotating sandstorms.

Lu'an didn't like the feeling of being hit by this kind of wind and sand, but fortunately his eldest son was very considerate to block it for him.

The strength of this group of "man-eating ghosts" is not enough to come and go freely in the sandstorm. Now, in order to deal with the sandstorm, they have tried their best to deal with it, and they can't pay attention to the situation in the sandstorm.

"A group of 'man-eating ghosts' are chasing the tail of the sandstorm and coming here," Lu'an said, "We must catch up with them."

Shen Hezhi nodded, and the two carefully followed the force of the sandstorm, leaning towards the "little sandbag".

Under the raging sandstorm, those "man-eating ghosts" and people in the caravan lost their perception of the outside world and became extremely dull.

With the power of the sandstorm, Lu'an easily broke through the defense of the "small sandbag", and the sand covering the caravan's body was instantly sucked away by the sandstorm above like the two sand dunes before.

The people in the caravan, whose hands were tightly shackled and chained, were quickly blown away by the sandstorm, causing a frantic turmoil.

"Quickly, take back those sacrifices! Others rebuild the defensive array!"

The woman waved away the sand on her body, and raised the dead wood stick in her hand. I don't know what she did. The sandstorm blowing around seemed to become milder, but the woman's hands holding the stick were trembling slightly.

The "man-eating ghosts" hurriedly repaired their defenses, and taking advantage of the chaos, Lu'an and Shen Hezhi had already sneaked in without anyone noticing, replaced two of them quietly, and sneaked into this business. among the team.

The shackles and chains that the "man-eating ghost" brought to these caravans are a special treasure of confinement.Once brought on, the spiritual energy in the body will suddenly stagnate, and it can no longer be used, and these people will naturally be unable to resist.

However, the role of any tool is not decisive.

After following this group of "man-eating ghosts" all the way, Lu'an has already researched clearly that this kind of chain can only imprison the aura in the body of those who are below the early Jindan stage, and those with stronger strength will not be able to suppress it.

Moreover, this method of confinement is only aimed at some ordinary cultivators, such as Shen Hezhi, who has a special body and a strong soul, has no effect.

Compared with the nameless stone, this kind of confinement method is far worse.

Therefore, the two of Lu'an, who were not worried that their spiritual power would be imprisoned by shackles and chains, took advantage of the chaos to knock out the young owner of the caravan and a man next to him, untied them from the shackles, stuffed them into the Cangmi Ring , put on the shackles and chains, turned into the appearance of those two people, and successfully passed the test.

Although wearing shackles is not comfortable, but in order to sneak into the inside of this group of "man-eating ghosts", they can only be informal.

Their speed was extremely fast. In the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, blowing so hard that they couldn't even open their eyes, even the other caravan people around the two didn't notice that the two people beside them were killed. Lost bag.

After they replaced those two, the chains on their hands were tugged.

Some people were caught off guard by the sandstorm and were almost blown away if they were not pulled by the chains. The "man-eating ghost" managed to pull them back, and then there was darkness in front of his eyes.

A sand wall fell on top of their heads, isolating the raging wind and sand from the outside world.

This sand wall should be the "little sandbag", Lu'an thought.

As a hostage, sometimes you don't have to worry too much.The caravan people around seemed to have given up on themselves, their faces were ashen, their eyes were dull, and they didn't react even if they were almost pulled into the wind.

That's fine, he doesn't want to face a group of hysterical "companions".

The new sand wall didn't last long before it was scraped away by the sandstorm outside. The "man-eating ghosts" wanted to condense a new defense, but they seemed to be stopped by the leading woman.

A group of people endured the ravages of the sandstorm without any hindrance. From time to time, a few "desert beasts" fell down and landed nearby, and were hurriedly dealt with by those "man-eating ghosts".

This situation lasted for a long time.

What's more terrible is that the poisonous powder and gas of some dead desert beasts were mixed in the sandstorm, blowing on the bodies of these cultivators continuously, and after only a short while, some people showed symptoms of poisoning.

Lu'an and Shen Hezhi tried their best to make themselves feel better without being discovered, and they did not suffer any damage.

It's just that those cultivators whose spiritual energy was imprisoned were miserable, falling down one after another.

Lu'an expressed sympathy for this, but did nothing.

He only promised the people in the firm to take the young owner back, as for the others, it had nothing to do with them.

If there is a suitable opportunity, he doesn't mind saving these people, but right now is not a good time.

Perhaps it was because she sensed that the power of the sandstorm was gradually weakening and that the sandstorm was coming to an end, so the leading woman stopped the "man-eating ghosts" from building up their defenses and allowed them to accumulate strength to deal with the subsequent attacks. Not long after, the people outside The sandstorm gradually stopped, and the dark sky suddenly brightened.

But that doesn't mean the danger is over.

This group of people successfully escaped the sandstorm, and the desert beast that was swept in by the sandstorm was also fatal, and was thrown out by the tail of the sandstorm and landed outside the sandstorm.

But now, in the desert where the two sand dunes had been lost and it suddenly became clear, the group of them was surrounded by the group of desert beasts that had escaped from the sandstorm.

"Heal those sacrifices, don't let them be poisoned to death by the sandstorm!"

"Yes, Young Master Sister!" A few young voices sounded, and they quickly searched for what they had with them, and shook a strange powder on the people in the caravan, regardless of whether they were poisoned or not. .

At the same time, the woman began to direct the tribe to resist the desert beasts that surrounded them.

Lu'an and Shen Hezhi maintained the same ashen expressions as those in the caravan, but in fact they were quite leisurely. Anyway, with these "man-eating ghosts" on their shoulders, the danger would not fall on them.

Not long after, a group of people dressed just like the "man-eating ghosts" hurriedly chased after them. Without saying a word, they broke through the attack circle of the desert beasts from the outside, attacked from inside and outside, and babbled with those people. Yeah, we had some exchanges.

The two sides joined hands to suppress the desert beasts, and then the "man-eating ghosts" hurriedly led the caravan to the direction they came from.

After rushing for a long way, I finally came to a flat desert area that looked very ordinary.

A man who temporarily replaced the female leader took out a strange little gourd, tilted it carefully, and poured a drop of liquid into the desert.

It was a drop of blood-colored liquid, even though it was far away, Lu'an could smell the strong smell of blood contained in it.

He didn't respond yet, but Shen Hezhi beside him lowered his head slightly.

Lu'an noticed the change in Shen Hezhi: "What's wrong?"

"Little ancestor," Shen Hezhi said, "That drop of blood made Yuantong react."

Lu'an frowned: "You mean, that drop of blood is likely..." The blood of life and death?

Shen Hezhi added: "That drop of blood is somewhat similar to the breath of the magma pool where the devil's heart is."

"Magma pool? That's not a demon race..."

"Could it be that there is any connection between this place and the settlement of the Muyuan Demon Race?"

This is interesting. Could it be that this time, by mistake, they just hit their destination, and it didn't take much effort?

Then, what do these "man-eating ghosts" have to do with the Muyuan Demon Race?

Is it someone who imprisoned the demons for a certain purpose like the Wanjun Gate, or is it a branch of the demons?

At this moment when Lu'an and Shen Hezhi communicated in private, after the temporary leader dripped the weird blood, the originally calm desert suddenly vibrated, and soon a huge opening opened, revealing a staircase leading to an unknown direction Come.

"Clap"

The black and red long whip rang again, and the people in the caravan were driven down.