It was winter, and the north of the Great Xia Kingdom was already a silvery white world. But in the apocalyptic desert, the sun is still hot, sprinkling endless light and heat to the fullest.

Ma Qingfeng and five hundred masters of the Sword Sect have been walking here for more than ten days, and they will be able to reach the Secret Oasis in two days.

At this time, the guide had been silent for two days since the fire scorpion battle, and now he couldn't help but start explaining to everyone what was going on in the apocalyptic desert.

"I, Wu Yacon, have been in the Doomsday Desert for more than ten years, and I know this desert well. When the weather changes, what anecdotes there are, I know everything, I know everything. The guide Wu Yacone opened the conversation box and talked endlessly.

Ma Qingfeng smiled dumbly, this Wu Yacone is an interesting person. It's just that the name is a bit ...... Domineering, if you don't listen carefully, you'll think it's a crow's mouth!

In order to reduce trouble, early warning. Ma Qingfeng put his perception to the maximum, even in the sand.

In the sand, Ma Qingfeng felt a lot of life, and couldn't help but sigh at the mystery of nature.

What kind of animal can survive in this desert where you can bake eggs?

Ma Qingfeng sighed in his heart, and Wu Yacone's voice came from his ears again.

"Actually, you all don't know that in the Doomsday Desert, the most terrifying thing is not those bloodthirsty beasts and demon beasts, but sandstorms!" Wu Yacone looked at the sunny sky with palpitations.

After a while, some of the disciples of the Sword Sect couldn't wait, so they began to urge Wu Yacone to continue.

Wu Yacone patted his chest with his hand, "It's okay, my crow's mouth didn't say anything this time." The Sandstorm is one of the worst and most destructive storms in the Apocalyptic Desert, and the wind alone can blow a ground-level five-rank martial artist into the sky. ”

"I've been in the apocalyptic desert for more than ten years, and I've only experienced one sandstorm. Of the 300 members of our brotherhood, less than 10 survived by God's providence. The rest of the brothers were swept into the sky by the storm, and were torn to pieces by grains of sand sharper than blades, and their bodies were not even found. ”

"I saw with my own eyes that the fifth-grade master who led the team was blown into the sky after holding out for less than a quarter of an hour, and after holding on for half an hour, it turned into a blood mist. ”

Some Sword Sect disciples asked, "Then how did you survive?"

Wu Yacone's face turned slightly red, he was very embarrassed, and scratched his head with his hand, "I and a few other brothers hid in the big iron box that was ready to contain grain seeds, and we were spared. ”

Ma Qingfeng sighed slightly, the life of this Wu Yacone is really big, even the ground-level fifth-grade martial artist was killed, and the danger of this sandstorm can be seen.

Grunt!

Grunt!

Wu Yacone raised his head and drank a few large sips of water, his eyes showing a trace of reminiscence, "I don't know how long the sandstorm lasted, and the big iron box we hid in was also blown out for more than a hundred miles. The water and food were gone. We endured hunger and thirst, and finally returned to the station, where several more people died of thirst. Later, every time I came out, I brought an extra water bladder, and I didn't want to die of thirst. ”

Patting another big water bladder on his side with his hand, Wu Yacone laughed, "Okay, let's not talk about those past things." Although the sandstorm is terrifying, when it appears, there are still signs, and as long as you are well prepared, there is no danger. ”

Ma Qingfeng glanced back at several huge iron boxes in the team, and originally wondered why this Wu Yacone went to a small hidden base in the Doomsday Desert after receiving himself and the others, and received several large iron boxes, which were pulled by the docile elephant beasts in the Doomsday Desert.

At the time, I thought these iron boxes were carrying some important supplies, but now it seems that they are for the purpose of preventing sandstorms.

"In addition to the dangers I mentioned earlier, in the desert of Doom, the only ones who can bring danger to our Brotherhood are the sand pirates. These sand thieves are also ordinary people like us, flesh and blood. It's just that they are very ferocious, and when they meet, they must remember that their subordinates must not show mercy, and they must be killed completely!"

"Sand thieves are more ferocious than wolves, and there is a special way for them to hide in the hot sand like fire scorpions, and give a surprise attack to passers-by. We've been attacked many times by the Sand Pirates in this way, and we've lost a lot of our brothers......"

"Wait!" Ma Qingfeng raised his hand, "You said that sand thieves can get into the sand and give people a surprise attack!"

Wu Yacone looked at Ma Qingfeng's serious face, and had a bad feeling in his heart, could it be that I said something wrong?

Subconsciously nodded, "Yes, the sand thieves have a special method that can stay in the sand for a long time!"

Ma Qingfeng penetrated his perception into the sand, and he perceived more and more living objects, and it was more than ten zhang in front of the Sword Sect team, and the breath of life in the sand was very strong.

Ma Qingfeng calmed down, gathered his perception, and went all out to detect more than ten zhang away. In the two-meter-deep sand, objects with a strong breath of life took on human shapes under Ma Qingfeng's perception.

"Prepare for war!"

Ma Qingfeng said these two words softly and made a defensive gesture.

The five hundred sword sect masters immediately executed the order, and a square defensive array was formed in the blink of an eye.

After forming a defensive formation, perhaps because he felt that the disciples of the Sword Sect were aware of the ambush, he saw countless small sandbags protruding from the sand more than ten zhang away, and quickly moved towards Ma Qingfeng's team.

Sizzle!

Wu Yacone took a breath of cold air, raised his hand and wanted to smack his mouth a few times, but after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and shouted: "It's a sand thief!

Without hesitation, the five hundred masters of the Sword Sect took out a small crossbow and quickly put a small arrow glowing with cold light into the arrow box, aiming at the moving sandbags.

"Listen to me!" Wu Yacone shouted.

With a strong upward leap of his body, Wu Yacone flew into the air, and with a shake of his hands, several balls the size of pigeon's eggs streaked across the sky and landed on the fast-moving sandbags on the sand.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The earth trembled!

A series of explosions rang out, splashing the sky with grains of sand and flesh falling from the sky!

"Phew! If you still use this backward method to carry out a surprise attack, will you still suffer losses and be fooled when you are the fifth grandfather? Damn, these fire and thunder bombs have been prepared for you for many days, so let you try them today!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless figures burst out of the sand, all of them in robes and masks, holding scimitars in their hands, and they rose up with murderous aura.

These sand thieves wanted to give Ma Qingfeng and these people a surprise attack in the sand, but who knew that they were discovered by Ma Qingfeng in advance.

There was no way, the sand thieves, under the command of the leader, used secret methods to sneak in the sand, and were blown up by Wu Yacone with fire and thunder bombs, and they were dazzled by tinnitus, so they had to rush out of the sand and attack openly.

"Shoot these bastards!" Wu Yacone picked up a military giant crossbow, pulled the bracket, and a crossbow arrow shot out like lightning.

Boom!

Five hundred arrows were fired!

Poof!

Before the sand thieves who had just emerged from the sand could recover from the shock of the explosion, they were attacked by a rain of arrows, and immediately lost more than 300 people.

"When did the disciples of the Brotherhood become so despicable!" a person dressed differently from the other sand thieves looked at the banner of the Brotherhood in the Sword Sect team, and said sarcastically.

The sand bandits' sudden attack was stopped by a rain of arrows, but it did not work, and at the order of the leader, the attack was stopped.