Qianzhou kept retreating, but the sword light of the blade was like a maggot on the tarsal bone tightly against Qianzhou's chest.

The sword light swept across the ground, and the originally crystal warm white sand seemed to have lost its life, becoming gray and dry. It's like the silt that cracks the bottom of a river when it dries up.

No, grains of sand are dead things, where does life come from?

Removing the absurd thoughts from his mind, Chifune did his best to avoid the sword.

Before the blade arrived, the aftermath of essentia alone made the pattern of the dragon scale cloak gray and blurred, like ink marks that had been haloed by water.

Qianshu could almost smell the rancid stench of death at hand.

Death is like a diligent dance partner, and once again invites Qianzhou to dance.

"I'm sorry, but I like to jump sideways on the brink of death. Qianzhou muttered to himself, and the surging essentia was like a snow that had been precipitated for eternity falling from the top of a mountain, mighty and unstoppable.

Attack against attack, break through with strength!

Twelve Jade Towers Voice!

A trick set in detail by a thousand boats.

Just like the name, it is a dignified sword move. The essence is the sublimation of will and essentia, the principle is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the transcendence of the self and the sublimation of will.

In an instant, the huge number of essentia of thousands of boats disappeared without a trace, and all of them merged into the fragments.

It was as if the boundless sea water had condensed into a drop, and the sky was full of stars into a wisp. The fragment trembled slightly, and the intricate patterns on the sword body faintly lit up.

Then a clear sword roared like spring thunder, fighting against the miserable atmosphere of the Taoist.

The aftermath of the sword was not yet over, and the second sound followed. Then the third tone, the fourth tone...... It wasn't until the sixth sound that the remnant took the Daoist's sword head-on.

The originally bright sky suddenly darkened, as if it had been covered with a black cloth.

This is not an exaggerated description, but a narrative of facts.

The sudden storm brutally broke into the white desert, and countless grains of sand were swept into the air, blocking the sunlight.

Roaring hurricanes came from all directions, like sharp knives that tore the earth apart.

The pitch-black vortex stretched from high in the air to the ground, swirling and swallowing everything around it, then crushing it finely.

Compared to the horror of nature, the battle between Qianzhou and the Taoist is as harmless as family wine!

Polke's reminder was really not untargeted, the sandstorm in the white desert came so unexpectedly!

Qianzhou should have been hiding, but his battle with the Daoist was at a critical moment.

The essentia of the two wrestled with each other, and neither could take a step back.

But Storm doesn't pay attention to their thoughts. Like a black snake's tail sweeping, Qianzhou was easily sent into the air. Surrounded by countless grains of sand, they constantly hit Qianzhou's body. At the same time, the wind was like thousands of hands, pulling thousands of boats in all directions.

Qianzhou could only curl up, trying his best to maintain the protection of the dragon scale cloak.

The "snake tail" continued to move forward and rolled up Jiang Qinghan and the others along with the supplies and camels.

Bai Mo vaguely showed its fangs at this time.

............

After the storm passed through the white desert, the earth was changed.

Grains of sand are piled up haphazardly and turned back into undulating dunes. The stones buried deep in the ground finally came to light, and along with the bones of an unknown age.

A hand suddenly stretched out on the flat ground, and Chifune struggled to get up from the sand that buried him. With a slight shake of his body, a large amount of snow-white fine sand flowed out of the folds of his hair and clothes, making a "squeak" sound.

Then Qianzhou slapped his chest and coughed violently, coughing out the remaining grains of sand in his mouth and throat.

Qianzhou's head was dizzy, and he couldn't even remember how long he had been flying in the sky. I just feel that the sky and the earth are spinning all the time, and the sound of sand colliding and the wind blowing in my ears - there is nothing more terrifying for a person who gets motion sickness!

Fortunately, although yesterday's storm could easily take the lives of ordinary people, it was not enough to pose a threat to the second-order transcendents. With the protection of the dragon scale cloak, Qianzhou, who was caught in the eye of the storm, was not injured except for fainting.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Qinghan and the others will not have any major incidents.

"But how am I going to get out?" Qianzhou fell into deep thought.

At this time, it was night, and thousands of stars in the sky twinkled alternately, undulating with each other, like a frozen autumn rain. This is a scenery that Senshu, who grew up in the city, has never seen before.

Qianzhou raised his head and pretended to be able to find his way through the starry sky.

And the stars just winked at him, like they were looking at a fool.

After a while, Qianzhou covered his face and lowered his sour neck: "I still don't lie to myself." Don't all the stars look the same? ”

Not to mention that the starry sky here is very different from the earth, even on the earth, Qianzhou can't even find the North Star.

"So it can only depend on luck? handsome boys must not be bad luck, right......"

Qianzhou comforted herself, but after thinking about her past, Qianzhou's voice grew smaller and quieter until she fell into a wordless silence.

It's normal to drink drinks and always thank you for your patronage;It's acceptable to say that it's a system bug if there's no guarantee for drawing cards;But in class activities,You can draw out the "big murderer" in the lottery box without putting the "big murderer" sign, how to look at it is already a metaphysical category!

Forcing himself to forget some of this, Qianzhou took off the fragment of the cuff: "I will go wherever the fragment points to." ”

With that, Qianzhou threw the fragment into the air.

The fragment spun in the air and landed on the sand. After a few rolls, the pen pointed in a random direction.

"Anyway, the earth is round, so I should be able to get out. ”

............

Qianzhou has been walking alone in the white desert for two days.

In the past two days, thousands of boats have not entered a drop of water, all relying on the extraordinary physique to support it. Even though the endurance of the transcendent was far beyond that of ordinary people, Qianzhou still felt that his throat was dry and unbearable, as if he had been burned by a red-hot piece of iron. Every swallow felt like a razor blade had been scraped.

After dragging his tired body for a while, Qianzhou stopped and smiled helplessly.

In front of him was a small sand dune, the surface of which had been burned into a crystalline glass shape and fixed to the ground - this was the mark that Qianzhou had made yesterday, in order to have a reference in this desolate desert.

I didn't expect to walk for a day, but I returned to the original place.

Qianzhou simply lay down.

This white desert is endless, and in some places even the space will be distorted, how can you get out of it by luck alone?

It seems that fate has played a joke to give this desperate traveler a little hope. A few clouds that were not too heavy floated over, piling up on each other and getting heavier and heavier, as if it was going to rain?