With the map of the lost land of the gods' favors, the old man of the gods' descent quickly found Xiang Yuan and wanted to immediately set off to the lost land to find the gods' things.

Xiang Yuan did not object to this request.

So the old man of the divine descent cleaned up a little, and after tying more than a dozen bottles and cans of different colors and the size of a fist around his waist, the two of them left the underground Shatuo City with two treasure pythons.

The red sun hung high, and the sand grains swept up by the wind formed folds in the sea of sand, like solidified waves, spreading across every sand dune.

On the vast Yellow Sea sand plain, two blue-scaled pythons with a body length of nearly 20 meters are wriggling their thick bodies on the sand dunes.

Desert land, soft and smooth.

It is very difficult for ordinary people to run in the desert, because the thick sand under their feet will drain all their strength, and it is difficult to use their strength.

But for snakes that swim by their bodies, there are no such restrictions.

Sitting on the head of the snake of the treasure python, he felt the wind full of heat waves blowing over his face, and Xiang Yuan opened his eyes to the dazzling sun.

This time he went to the lost place of the gods' favors, and with the treasure python to travel, Xiang Yuan finally experienced the comfort of not having to travel with his feet.

Although with his physique, he can still live in this sea of sand for three days and three nights.

But he thinks it's more appropriate to save that time to do something more valuable.

Sitting on the head of the treasure python, Xiang Yuan held a handful of dark yellow sand grains in his palm.

This sand was the ordinary sand he grabbed at random from the sea of sand beneath him!

Raising a finger, Xiang Yuan's fingertips suddenly lit up with a layer of white-gold hazy brilliance, like a shining candle flame.

Under the light of the sun, it also tenaciously exudes its own unique light.

This layer of white-gold brilliance shook in his fingertips like clear water, and as Xiang Yuan's thought moved, this platinum brilliance flickered and merged into the sand in his hand.

Platinum Glory!

The sand, blessed by the glory of platinum, suddenly changed from an ordinary dark yellow grain of sand to a handful of holy sand that shone with a white-gold brilliance, like a diamond.

From the current point of view, this platinum glory can not only be blessed on the body of living creatures, but even dead things such as sand can be blessed, but the amount cannot be too large.

After carefully observing the sand in his hand that was blessed with platinum glory, Xiang Yuan casually spread it away, turned into a puff of white-gold mist, and patted the ashes on his hand.

"Old Wu, do you understand the map? ”

Xiang Yuan, Hudak's name, felt that he was not used to calling it, so he directly called Lao Wu, which was convenient and smooth.

The old man of the Divine Descent, who was comparing and fiddling with the hexagonal emerald jade plate, didn't raise his head, and said, "If you don't disturb me, it should be soon." ”

In fact, there is no need to urge Xiang Yuan, Hudak himself is even more anxious than Xiang Yuan.

Lying flat on the snake's head, Xiang Yuan pillowed his hands behind his head and looked at the blue and clear sky above his head, dotted with a few thin clouds.

And just as he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, suddenly a small black dot appeared in his field of vision.

The black dot continued to expand, gradually turning into a large purple bird with plump wings, an unusually long neck, and a mouthful of sharp teeth and fangs.

The big purple bird drooped straight, and its sharp eyes reflected the old man of the god descendant Hudak riding on the treasure python.

Lao Wu's enemy?

Noticing that the big purple bird was targeting Hudak, Xiang Yuan frowned, thinking that it was the enemy of this god-descended old man.

At this time, Hudak, an old man who was concentrating on the map of the Lost Lands, also felt the evil wind blowing overhead.

As soon as he looked up and saw the big purple bird, he immediately patted the spirit coin treasure python under him!

Whoosh –

The snake tail spear of the Treasure Python clan shot out, and the circular air wave buzzed, and the scales rubbed, erupting into purple-white flames, rolling up the yellow sand on the ground to form a small sandstorm.

The snaketail spear struck, and the large purple bird spread its wings, rattling, and opened its mouth to spit out a cloud of liquid flames like thick phlegm.

Poof—

The moment the snake tail spear collided with the liquid fire, the old man of the divine descent sitting on the head of the treasure python opened his mouth and spat out countless black silk threads.

The black line was as fast as the wind, and at the moment when the snake tail gun collided with the liquid fire and burst into a sea of fire, the black line of the flame pierced through the flames, and quickly pierced all parts of the purple bird's body with lightning speed!

"Close!"

The mouth was closed, and the black thread was bitten, and the old man Hudak grabbed the thread and pulled it down fiercely, and the big purple bird immediately whimpered and fell.

There was a thud of smoke and dust

The big purple bird, trapped by the black line and turned into a roast chicken, quacked and screamed, falling to the sand and struggling.

"What is this?" jumped down from the snake's head, looked at the big purple bird struggling on the ground, and asked the old man Hudak.

"The Sand Bandits, a family of gods who wander around in the Yellow Sea Plains, they make a living by plundering, and they are like scavenging vultures.

They were also among those who invaded our family back then. ”

Explaining, Hudak came to the big purple bird, and the little finger with sharp nails suddenly thrust into the back of the big purple bird's neck!

After the piercing and sharp scream, the feathers on the big purple bird's body quickly faded, and its body gradually transformed into a man in his thirties.

Pulling out his fingers, the old man had no intention of giving the man a chance to speak.

He pulled out a knife half a palm-wide from his bosom and slipped open the man's stomach with a snort.

Blood splattered, staining half of the old man's face.

A pair of hands searched for a while in the man's dissected belly, and the man's screams turned a deaf ear.

After a few minutes of kung fu, the old man cut off a piece of tender meat the size of a baby's fist from the man's belly.

Then, as if he didn't see Xiang Yuan's solemn expression and eyes, he put the tender meat in his hand into the small jar he carried.

The corpses on the ground spread out Yin Hong's stream of blood, staining the dark yellow desert into pieces of congealed dark red, which was a bit dazzling......

After rubbing his blood-stained hands in the sand on the ground, the old man jumped on the python's head: "Let's go, the sand bandits won't be too far apart from each other."

If you go slowly, you are likely to be surrounded. ”

Standing on the ground, Xiang Yuan didn't seem to hear the old man Hudak's words, but instead looked sideways at his left rear.

"You mean them?"

He raised his hand and pointed to his left rear, and at the end of the sky in this direction, a black line was rapidly approaching this way.

This black line is made up of dozens of large purple birds.

I didn't expect the main force of the sand bandits to come so quickly, the old man Hudak's expression was calm, and his sharp thumb nails swiped on the back of his hand: "Why did you come so fast, it seems that there is going to be a hard battle." ”

Fingernails cut through the back of his hand, and reddish blood flowed out.

A deep, low tone came from the old man's throat, as if he was already preparing some powerful divine sacrifice to meet the enemy.

"Wait a minute. Raising his hand to stop Hudak from continuing to cast the spell, Xiang Yuan squinted and walked forward, frowning as he looked at the black line that was rapidly speeding towards him.

"It seems that they are not here to seek revenge, or that they are not attacking, but ...... Escape!"

Exercising his martial arts instinct with all his might, he didn't feel a little more hostility from those wandering sand bandits, but behind those wandering sand bandits, there was a hint of danger in the dark.

"Escape?" Hearing Xiang Yuan's words, the old man Hudak dipped two drops of blood in his fingers and merged them into his eyes.

"That's ......"

After his eyesight strengthened, the old man Hudak immediately saw the frightened expressions on the faces of the big purple birds that the wandering sand bandits had turned into, as well as the rapidly expanding white mist behind them.

"What's that?"

The strange and strange white mist made the old man Hudak's heart rise a bad premonition.

For hundreds of years, he has been hiding underground, his family has been destroyed, his strength is low, and he has hardly come to the surface.

And in his memory, he had never heard of such a strange white mist in the Yellow Sea Plains.

"Whatever it is, let's go first. ”

The two turned over and got onto the python, and the python began to swim in the direction of the white mist.

However, the spread speed of the white mist far exceeded the imagination of Xiang Yuan and the old man Hudak, and it only took more than ten seconds.

When the two of them turned around again, most of the dozens of wandering sand bandits had been swallowed by the white mist, and although the remaining wandering sand bandits had burst out with all their strength, they still couldn't escape the clutches of this treacherous mist!

"I can't run away!"

Seeing that the treacherous fog was approaching, and no matter how much he ran, it was impossible to run away, Xiang Yuan immediately stopped the two treasure pythons.

At the moment when the treacherous mist engulfed them, a huge dragon shield was summoned and the two pythons were detained under the dragon shield.

Zilala——

It seemed that something sharp had rubbed against the surface of the dragon shield, and Xiang Yuan, who was holding the dragon shield, looked tight, and the force of that thing cutting through the dragon shield just now was not small.

If it weren't for his full strength, the dragon shield would almost have been overturned.

After fending off an attack, the dragon's shield vanished, exposing the two pythons to a thick white mist.

The four fields were thick and white, and the fog was shrouded, and it was impossible to see the place where he could reach out.

The huge visual obstruction made the uneasiness even stronger.

The two of them vigilantly groped their way forward in the thick white mist, and hit Xiang Yuan's spirit, he had the martial arts instinct of the golden wind before moving the cicada.

Unless it's so fast that he can't react, or it's so strong that he can't even sense the danger of martial arts instincts, he can sense it in advance.

Stretching out his hand to remove the wisp of thick fog lingering in front of him, a stone tablet standing crookedly on the ground suddenly appeared in front of the two people and two pythons.

Looking at the unfamiliar words on the stone tablet, Xiang Yuan shook his head, he could only use some commonly used Shatuo characters.

According to Hudak, in addition to the Shatuo character, there are seven or eight writing systems that are often used in the entire Yellow Sea Plain.

Xiang Yuan couldn't read the words on the stele, but the old man of the god lineage, Hudak, who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, understood the meaning of the words on the stele at a glance.

His face changed suddenly, and the old man of the Divine Descent took two steps forward, carefully looking at the stone tablet text that was obliquely inserted on the ground, and his voice was hoarse:

"Oh no! we've broken into a shrine!"

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Chapter 188: The Misty Divine Tomb