In the endless desert, the scorching sun scorched the yellow sand all over the sky, and the earthy yellow sand and gravel shimmered with silver light like the stars in the night sky under the illumination of the sun, which was both real and illusory;

A winged flaming horse, riding through the void like a cloudy horse, carrying a figure in a gray cloak and a strange mask on his face, galloped through the void as fast as a storm and lightning;

"Herod'..."

The Flame Divine Horse suddenly roared to the sky, stopped, and under the control of the gray-black figure, slowly landed next to an oasis, landing without making a sound, as if a light feather was falling in the air;

"Alas, after flying for so long, the true yuan mana is about to be exhausted, fortunately, the fire aura here is abundant, and the poor road has the skill of soldiers, so there is no need to worry too much, according to the master, the meteorite fell from the sky that day, and it should be able to find out some useful news!"

Forgot to turn over and dismount, his hands glowed with flames, pinched the mystical magic trick, condensed a mysterious dazzling magic seal, and pointed at the winged fire horse;

"Whew!"

The Dazzling Magic Seal instantly penetrated the void, as fast as a storm and lightning, and because the distance was already very close, the Dazzling Magic Seal instantly submerged into the body of the two-winged fire horse;

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came out, and the winged fire horse instantly turned into flames, and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared;

"Stepping on the ..."

After forgetting the sky and putting away the winged fire horse, he turned around and walked slowly on the golden sea of sand, walking towards the dilapidated sand city, leaving behind a series of footprints that were almost identical in depth and distance, as if he had worked hard for decades to hone his divine skills;

"Gollum ..."

At the gate of the dilapidated sand city, Wangkong casually untied the red gourd on his waist, raised his neck and poured a few mouthfuls of clear spring, the feeling of mental and physical exhaustion disappeared in an instant, and the sweet and thirst-quenching spring water, with a bit of wonderful coolness, made the spirit of forgetfulness involuntary to be inspired;

"Stepping on the ..."

Forget the empty backhand hung the red gourd back on his waist, and walked slowly on the streets of Shacheng, all he saw was a dilapidated scene, and the atmosphere of desolation was full of desolation;

Forget Kong looked around, and did not find a single figure, but the poisonous snakes and scorpions that were as black as ink could be seen almost everywhere, and faintly, Forget Kong even sensed an ethereal yin and ghost aura, as if there was some kind of powerful fierce ghost lurking in the dark;

The strange environment aroused the vigilance of Forgetfulness, especially in this scorching environment, he actually felt a little cold, revealing a bit of a strong sense of unreality, if it were not for the fact that people who knew the Tao generally did not dream, I am afraid that Forgetkong would really think that he was in a dream;

"Bang ..."

The sound of an object shattering came very abruptly from not far away, and it immediately attracted the attention of Forgetfulness;

"Hiss ..."

A venomous snake as black as ink, spitting purple-red snake hyacinths, emerged from a pile of broken ceramic shards, swam swiftly across the gravel streets, and disappeared into the shadows in the blink of an eye;

"Stepping on the ..."

Seeing this, his expression remained unchanged at all, and his footsteps still did not stop, secretly urging the true yuan mana, which was convenient for the surface of the body, hidden under the gray-black Heavenly Master's battle suit, ready to attack, in case of the unexpected;

As it continues to deepen, scenes of misery and desolation quietly come into view with the movement;

In a ruined ruined wall made of gravel, several black and seeping dry bones lay messily on the ground, and the tattered coarse linen clothes on their bodies have been almost weathered with the silent flow of time under the scorching sun;

In the corridor between the two buildings, there are black dry bones as far as the eye can see, weathered rags cover the dry bones that are about to decay, scorpions as black as ink swim among the dry bones, and poisonous snakes with long black veins forage among the black dry bones everywhere;

In the buildings adjacent to the street, almost all of them are black dry bones, which seem to be silently paying tribute to the once prosperous scene here, and as if they are silently telling some strange and ominous things.

In the dilapidated buildings, a black dry bone with different postures, a broken ceramic jar, buried in the earthy yellow sand, the breath of death from the beginning of forgetting to set foot here, it swept and spread unscrupulously, as if there was a demonic beast lurking in the depths of the earth, ready to move;

When ForgetKong came to a square covered with gravel, through the black dry bones all over the ground, it seemed that he could see their struggle and despair before death, and in a trance, he seemed to hear countless voices of grief and crying, like a spell haunting his ears, like a lingering nightmare, which never dissipated for a long time;

"Woo ..."

A few black vultures, flapping their wings, flew from the distant void, circled around the forgotten sky for a few times, and then landed on the ruined city walls, seemingly taking the forgotten sky as a preyor, waiting for him to die, and then eating his flesh and blood;

Forget the empty stop to look from afar, look around, faintly, as if you see a hazy black mist, evaporating from under the earth buried in the sand, lingering in the void for a long time;

Forget the sky and secretly think to himself, what has happened here, how can there be so many yin and death qi gathered here, and even under the most yang and strong sun, it can be manifested, it is too incredible, too incredible, too weird;

"Whew!"

Under the scorching sun, a gust of wind suddenly struck, and the whistling wind seemed to be mixed with the sound of ghosts crying wolf-like howls, as if sealing countless weeping souls, begging for help from the forgotten air, begging for relief;

"Stepping on the ..."

Forget Kong stepped forward again, he deliberately bypassed a black dry bone, wanting to observe and understand more deeply, and secretly thought to himself, as a contemporary instrument master of the hidden heavenly master, if there were really demons and monsters to haunt him again, he would never let it go;

"Click!"

Suddenly, a dull crisp sound came from the feet of the forgotten air, he carefully moved his steps, looked down full of doubts, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and in the silence, a thick sadness quietly haunted his heart;

It turned out to be a human skull buried by the sand, which was accidentally crushed by Forgetkong, although he had deliberately bypassed the dry bones in front of him, but he didn't expect that under the gravel burial, there were still dry bones;

"Rustle ..."

Forget Kong slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand to pick up the sand on the ground, countless weathered and broken black dry bones, covered with fine cracks, looming in the earthy yellow sand, exuding a strong aura of death. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info