"How can the old man let you go!"

In the sandstorm, the ghost fog roared angrily, constantly shrinking the long wisp of black mist, Meng Fan clutched the paper sculpture, staggering towards the ghost mist, the whistling and swirling sand grains, the strength was beyond imagination, crackling on the body, like a bullet, although Meng Fan had already used the earth attribute true qi to protect his body, but his clothes were instantly covered with small holes, and the paper sculpture he was holding on to was even more broken......

"What a lot of dust!"

Meng Fan opened his mouth, squinted his eyes, and saw through the fierce sand and dust that the hideous face of the ghost fog was getting closer and closer, hesitated, let go of the paper sculpture with both hands, and put a little force on the paper sculpture with his toes, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, rolling and drowning in the dust.

Abandon the eagle and run away.

It's still in the sky full of duststorms.

The paper sculpture was wrapped in a strong force and rushed towards the ghost mist.

"Not good!"

Seeing the bright light diffused from the paper sculpture, the ghost mist suddenly realized something, and hurriedly dispersed the wisp of black mist in his hand, and his body was immediately swept into the dust storm.

And the paper sculpture was only so bright for a moment, and then it fell apart in the dust storm.

"The surname is Meng, the old man will never let you walk out of the loess formation and die!"

The angry roar of the ghostly mist resounded in the sandstorm......

He felt like he was being cheated again.

"I am willing to use a hundred flowers to bury you, I have to save some strength to escape!"

Meng Fan, who was constantly rolling in the sandstorm, pouted bitterly, pinched his hands quickly, and the swirling sand particles began to condense quickly towards him, covering him with a thick layer in the blink of an eye, and finally wrapped him into a salon!

A dragon made of grains of sand!

It is the art of fossils as Jiaojiao.

"Sister, what's there to see about the sandstorm?"

Dozens of miles away, Fennel was walking on the sand with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and saw Shangguan Ning beside him looking up at the sandstorm in the distance, and he was stunned, and couldn't help but ask.

Soon after entering the Loess Formation, they met, and then searched for their companions along the way.

"I think I see it in a sandstorm...... Hmm......" Shangguan Ning raised his hand and gestured, "It should be a dragon!"

Her hands were dry, and they had lost their previous color.

As a water-attribute physique, she was also suppressed by the Loess Formation.

"Hee-hee!" Fennel smiled, her soft lips had dried and oozing blood, "It's all yellow sand and loess, how can there be any dragons, but it's a good thing to see dragons, I heard my father say when I was a child, when I saw dragons, there will be nobles to help, oops, oops......"

Fennel covered her mouth and frowned.

The lips cracked again.

Shangguan Ning retracted his gaze, took away the hand that was covering her mouth with fennel, and gently slid her fingers over her lips, the rich water vapor diffused, and the corners of fennel's lips became moist.

"Thank you, sister!" said Fennel gratefully.

"You're welcome. Shangguan Ning smiled.

Rumble!

The two of them were about to continue walking forward when they suddenly heard a low roar in the distance, and then the dark yellow sky was lit up with fireworks, which condensed into one word in the blink of an eye.

Immortal!

"Piercing the clouds to kill the immortal talisman!" Shangguan Ning's beautiful eyes lit up and said, "This is the summoning order of the Yuxian faction, Sister Su Pei is over there, let's go over and find her!"

Both of them perked up and sped up their march.

Not only the two of them, but many people saw the fairy word floating in the wind and sand, and gathered over there......

Bang!

I don't know how long it took for the sandstorm to subside.

A broken saloon, falling from the sky, plunged headlong into the soft sand, the dragon's body was all horribly perforated, and the dragon's tail was gone, as if it had been broken by life, and it didn't look like a dragon, but like an ugly fish.

Crash!

A few seconds later, the saloon collapsed and turned into a pile of yellow sand.

A hand came out of the sand.

Then, another hand was held out.

And then, another head......

"Phew!"

Meng Fan crawled out of the yellow sand, sat on the sand weakly, cleaned the sand grains in his mouth, and then suddenly remembered that the ghost fog had also been so muddy, so he laughed.

"Brother can still cover it here!"

In the midst of laughter, Meng Fan stood up, shook his shirt, and raised his eyes to look around.

There was nothing to be seen, sand and sand were still there, boundless, and there was an air of despair.

However, there is no ghost fog to be seen.

It's a good thing anyway.

"I can't fly again this time, lest I be discovered by that thing again. ”

Meng Fan naturally didn't think that the ghost mist would die in that sandstorm, and after swallowing a few pills, he was thinking about where to go, and his face suddenly changed.

The sand on the ground is flowing!

The sand dunes in the distance are also moving slowly, like sharks floating on the water!

After looking at it for a long time, it seems that the whole world is moving with the sand.

It's dizzying!

And his feet began to sink into the sand little by little, and soon they were below his ankles.

"Land of Quicksand......

Meng Fan frowned, raised his feet, found a random direction, and flew out in a straight line.

"Gotta get out of here as soon as possible!"

But after running for about half an hour, the distance was not short, and he found that the sand was still flowing, as if he would never be able to run out, and his heart sank again, and he continued to run, and the sand was still flowing......

"Could it be that this is a maze?!"

Meng Fan raised his hand and took out a paper figure, let it stand in one position, and then spread his body again and flew by, and after a while, his steps stopped, and his scalp was numb!

In front of him stood a paper figure!

He's been running in a straight line all along!

On the way, I kept looking through it, and I also observed it with the spirit summoning ghost pupil, but I didn't find anything unusual.

The result is back to square one!

"A natural quicksand maze?"

Meng Fan rubbed his forehead, this scene is much more terrifying than a pediatric thing like a ghost hitting a wall, if you can't find a way out, I'm afraid you'll be trapped in it for the rest of your life!

Could it be that this is also the malice of the trial towards him?

"No matter how much!"

Meng Fan's heart was ruthless, and he took out another paper sculpture and rose into the sky, if he flew, he should be able to escape from this place quickly, and at this time, he didn't have to worry about the ghost fog, and the flowing ground was getting farther and farther away......

But just after flying more than ten meters, something strange happened!

A giant hand made of yellow sand suddenly stretched out from the ground, dozens of meters high, and slapped at the paper sculpture!

Seeing this, Meng Fan hurriedly slapped the paper sculpture, turned a direction in the air, and then continued to fly high, and the Dream Dao Technique suddenly gave a fierce warning!

Looking up, my pupils shrank suddenly.

A strange cloud of human figures floated above his head, like a huge human skin, and shrouded him......

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