Chapter 136: The Sea of Sand
The moment the ink tears were kicked out, in addition to being frightened, he made the fastest instinctive reaction, you can run the true yuan, and the eight wings like waving ink burst open, rolling and flowing, and the eight wings shook at the same time, and his rapidly falling body suddenly stopped, and slowly rose up.
Mo Tear, who stopped smoothly on the top of the mouth of the crack, looked angrily at the disobedient horse, blinked, scolded, gasped and snorted, shook his head and tail and ignored it.
Mo Tear held back the anger in his heart, touched the aching butt that was kicked by the spacious horse's hooves, and stared angrily at it.
For Mo Tear, who was competing with a horse, Lin Xiaomuda, Xi Yaoshui, and He Sen both shook their heads helplessly, putting on a look of disgust, they felt both naΓ―ve and ridiculous for Mo Tear's behavior.
He Sen raised his head slightly, looked at the ink tears in the air, looked at the invisible wings behind him that flowed like ink, his heart became more and more excited, and he thought in his heart, "This stupid boy is very weird, with the cultivation of the Melting Heaven Realm, there are very few people who want to float in the sky, like him, he can change the invisible into the tangible, it is unheard of, even I can't do it, this stupid boy's strength in the future is really exciting!"
He Sen thought of this, and then looked at the golden light sprinkled in the sky not far from Ink Tears and the black gas spreading from the cracks, the two sides rushed and blended with each other, and in that staggered place, the straight figure of Ink Tears and its compatibility gave people a sense of the birth of a god.
He Sen, who has experienced the ups and downs of the world for a hundred years, knows very well that there are only two reasons for such an amazing vision, one is the birth of a monster, which will harm the common people, and the other is the appearance of a spiritual treasure that shocks the world and the world.
These are two possibilities of joy and sorrow, He Sen believes in the second, the reason is very simple, in his concept, there are no monsters in the world, and in his experience, the only thing that can be called a monster is probably the monkey who chased him and the stupid apprentice who fought with the horse in front of him at this moment.
He Sen glanced at the fierce horse next to him, as the saying goes, all things have spirits, and the perception of some animals far exceeds that of humans, He Sen thought that this horse actually wanted to make Mo cry, there must be a reason for it, not to mention that he had never heard that there was a spirit horse that wanted to harm people.
For these reasons, He Sen said, "Let's go down and find out what is going on, maybe there is any treasure down there?"
Turning his head to look at the seventy-eighty but stubborn master, he retorted firmly, "We don't know anything about what is down there, we can't take this risk, even if there are any treasures, we may not be able to get them." If something happens to you? It's not worth dying inside!"
This stupid apprentice who was too cautious, He Sen couldn't do anything about him, but he knew that one thing was the other, so he ignored the ink tears, and used the tongue he had precipitated for more than a hundred years, and persuaded Lin Xiaomu vigorously.
Lin Xiaomu saw the pitiful appearance he pretended, and listened to his extremely miserable voice, very helpless, after thinking about it again, she still felt that she had gone down to take a look, after all, since she was a child, her curiosity was not inferior to He Sen.
Halfway through Lin Xiaomu's good words, He Sen couldn't wait to pull Lin Xiaomu with one hand and Da Xi Yaoshui with the other, and jumped, and the three of them jumped into the crack at the same time.
Mo was stunned, and immediately swooped down and chased down.
After a while, they landed smoothly on the ground, and Ink Tears retracted his wings, and his keen perception made him immediately realize that this place was very dangerous.
It was dark, cold and windy, and extremely shady, and they quickly and vigilantly scanned the surroundings, and after finding that there was no danger, they slowly explored and advanced.
Suddenly, Mo Tear's ears trembled slightly, and he quickly turned his head in horror and shouted, "Who?"
As soon as this sound came out, Mo Tear was the first to feel a force of Mount Tai pressing on his body, and his body was unable to exert his strength, and he immediately fell to the ground, and then Da Xi Yaoshui and Lin Xiaomu also fell to the ground one after another, only He Sen's cheeks twitched slightly, a little heavier, and his body still stood upright.
In an instant, the three people who fell down also reacted at this time, quickly resisted, and slowly stood up from the ground, looking fine.
He Sen Ye was extremely cautious at this moment, and whispered, "It's not easy here, it seems that due to the special geographical location, there is a natural pressure, everyone be careful." β
Mo Tear, who had just come in and was pressed to the ground before he could react, was extremely unhappy at this moment, and it was difficult to suppress the anger in his heart, and he said extremely angrily, "Now I know that you have to be careful! I want you not to go down, don't go down, you don't listen? You really should have come here to travel! I want to see everything, I want to touch everything, but I don't know that in the next second, it will last forever." β
I don't know if I think I did something wrong, or if the danger is greater than I expected at this moment? He Sen did not refute Molu's words, but expressed some agreement, and quickly said, "This place is really weird, let's get out of here first." β
Mo Tear nodded quickly and hurriedly exerted his strength, but was horrified to find that his feet seemed to be dead in the dirt, and he couldn't step out of it.
He Sen also exerted all his strength, and the result was the same, they were even more uneasy one by one, and Mo Tear also calmed down at this time, sneering loudly, and there was a burst of anger and desolation in his heart.
He Sen tried hard again, but found that it was still useless, and when he saw the three twenty-year-old children who resisted extremely hard, he felt even more guilty.
In the blink of an eye, the wind rose again, and this time, the air was mixed with countless windows, blowing their eyes tightly, and at this moment they could only feel that there seemed to be a flood rolling under their feet, slowly flowing, slowly sinking in.
They barely opened their eyes, and at this moment they saw the whole ground rolling like waves, with yellow sand flowing around them, and their legs sinking deeper and deeper.
The originally peaceful surroundings instantly became lively. The wind was bleak, the sand swept the ground, and the surroundings instantly turned into a sea of sand, whirring and rolling.
They resisted as best they could, but in the end, they only got into the yellow sand faster.
Lin Xiaomu instinctively shouted in horror, "Mo Tear, what's the solution?" β
Mo Tear gave up struggling, gave up resistance, and laughed wildly again and again, remembering everything he had experienced, nothing more than to live for two words. But not only has he gone through many life and death moments, but he is finally about to usher in the bitterness, but because of someone's curiosity, he has fallen into this irreparable situation, what can he do?
Mo Tear continued to sneer, seeing that his knees were swallowed up by the yellow sand, Mo Tear finally spoke, "If you can escape quickly, don't be like a fool in the future, dare to break anywhere, stay and drink tea, drink, read and write, it is better than running around and dying in a hurry." β
He Sen knew that Mo Tear's words were for him, but at this moment, he didn't know how to face it, and pulled them into this ruthless abyss when they were about to enter heaven.
Seeing that He Sen didn't move, Mo Tear roared directly, "Hey, dead old man, is it possible that you also want to return to the yellow sand." Why don't you leave quickly, stay here and wait for death!"
He Sen said bluntly, "If I could go, I would have left a long time ago." β
Mo was stunned with tears, this hateful master, this time it can be regarded as taking everyone to death collectively, and all the efforts made before are about to come to naught at this moment.
The yellow sand was still rising, about to flood their thighs, and at this moment their feet were like sculptures, unable to move.
At this moment of life and death, Mo Tear seemed extremely calm, and his mind was racing rapidly, trying to get out.
Ink Tears is running the true yuan at a very fast speed, at this time, he has three hells in the spiritual sea in his body, and with the operation of his true yuan, the three hells begin to be restless, especially the lonely hell that has just entered his body.
His face twitched slightly, and with the operation of his true yuan, the usually dull, dusty and lonely hell turned purple and blue in an instant, and the crazy thunder bombarded all around, disrupting the smooth operation of the original Eight Hot Hell and Eight Cold Hell, and this originally balanced and calm spiritual sea exploded in an instant, and there was a slight crack.
The ink tears instantly covered in green tendons, and the slightest thunder and lightning of the saint spread out in the quiet, and the blue-purple thunder instantly spread rapidly along the meridians.
The ink tears with extremely struggling faces, took a long breath, and quickly operated the Eight Hot Hell and the Eight Cold Hell Hell, and the Second Hell expanded rapidly, releasing Dao Fire and Misty Cold Qi, and then the Lonely Hell formed a horn momentum with each other, restraining each other, checking and balancing each other, and operating and becoming.
Mo Tear's face was slightly calm, a firelight flashed from his eyes, and countless fire lines in his palms quickly rushed to the surroundings, like a cliff rock, Mo Tear's fingers pulled, and the fire line was quickly handed over and entangled, Lin Xiaomu, who was holding on to death, Da Xi Yaoshui and He Sen's bodies, Mo Tear's fingers were pulled again, and the fire lines were as tight as steel, sneering, and from time to time you could hear the surrounding stone walls rolling down along the stones.
In the next second, there was a glimmer of white light in Mo Tear's eyes, and he raised his other hand and roared, "Frozen." β
Then, Mo Tear slapped his palm to the ground, and layers of cold ice quickly spread from his palm, layers of frost restricted the flow of the sand sea, and the flowing sand sea quietly returned to calm.
After doing all this, Mo Tear was already sweating profusely, and countless lines of fire wrapped around his hands cut out strangulation marks on his palms, and blood continued to drip from the strangulation marks.
And his other hand that touched the frost Xuanbai was still releasing cold air to the surroundings, constantly reinforcing the Xuanbing that restricted the quicksand.
Seeing the body that stopped sagging at this moment, Mo Tear finally breathed a sigh of relief, his hand that pulled the fire line was already trembling, extremely weak, and obviously couldn't hold on for long.
Mo Tear hurriedly said, "Hurry up, struggle out, I can't hold on." β
The other three, almost at the same time, tried to break away from their legs trapped in the sea of sand.
Listening to the creaking sound of ice cracking, Mo Tear's eyes widened in extreme horror, and he quickly hurried to exert his strength, shouting, "Give it to me." β
Mo Tear's body leaned back directly, pulling the line of fire, and the other three, under the huge pull, gradually broke away from the sea of sand, and the rocks on the surrounding cliffs continued to roll down.
Collapse, collapse, collapse. Mo Tear watched in horror as the lines of fire broke off his fingers, and then his body quickly fell downward, and the frost that restrained the yellow sand also cracked instantly, and the yellow sand around him instantly began to flow, surging like waves.
In an instant, the ink tears were swept into the sea of sand, Lin Xiaomuda, Xi Yaoshui and He Sen quickly crawled all over their cheeks in a panic, and the fire lines embedded in the cliff wall also collapsed instantly, and their bodies were also swept away, swallowed, and disappeared without a trace as if they had fallen into the sea.
The line of fire that slowly invaded the rock also drifted away with the wind, leaving no trace, and the yellow sand gradually stopped flowing, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.
Above the crack, suddenly four rays of light descended, and the light gradually subsided, and four tall, short, fat and thin figures appeared, and they calmly looked at this even calmer scene.
Sure enough, the next moment, the sea of sand flowed again, but they still looked extremely calm and arrogant, looking indifferent, originally thinking that such a small skill of carving insects could break free with their fingers, but they never expected that it was not until they began to resist that they realized that this was not simple.
The four saints, who were originally blind, changed from their original expressions to their frightened expressions at this moment, they probably never thought that they would be trapped by this small sea of sand, and they were about to be swallowed up.
The four saints began to exert all their strength at the same time, the light of their bodies suddenly appeared, the momentum around them was overwhelming, the valley began to shake slightly, and the yellow sand that was about to engulf their legs was also instantly discharged.
The frightened expressions returned to calm, and the four of them glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and boasted to each other, such carving insect skills are not enough for me to wait.
But between their eye contact and talking, the sea of sand around them rose silently, and now the waves beat like that, slamming them into the sand alive and engulfing them in an instant.
The four saints, who were still making a lot of nonsense just now, I'm afraid they couldn't imagine that the next moment would be like this.
Different times. In different ways, but in the same place and place, swallowed by the merciless sea of sand, leaving no trace.