Chapter Forty-Eight: The Red Sandstorm

"Huh? The black lines in the sky look thicker! Is it in trouble? ”

The information prompt made Ye He look up at the sky, could this be the coming of the night that Shangguan Leng said? It's been three hours since you entered the mirror world, has it thickened and darkened with time?

Meanwhile!

Ziqi and the others flew quickly in the air, not looking at the red sandstorm stretching on the surface. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Ziqi said with a hint of color in his eyes: "This senior, too, is too blatant to follow us, directly covered by the spirit, every move falls into his eyes, including what we are talking now, and our current sixth sense is even more incapable of feeling him." ”

Ziqi is very angry, but there is no way but to swallow his anger, don't mention how aggrieved he is, if it is not for the task......

Beat? Can you fight? Joke! The six foundation building monks still have their own thoughts, and they can regret that they can move a Jindan senior.

"Yo, Ziqi, how far is it to leave quickly in a fire suit." Yue Wu deliberately avoided the topic, he didn't want to offend this senior, and Ziqi didn't have the powerful backer of Elder Yitong.

"I'll take a look at ......" Although he is unwilling, Ziqi will not really ask for trouble, and his voice is more to show his presence.

What she thought in her heart was very much like to say, "Hey, senior, don't treat the six of them as dishes, you can follow them if you want to, don't grab tasks with us, we only need one of the countless tornadoes." ”

"The fairy outlier has not reached the highest yet, so let's fly for a while." Ziqi said with a sigh.

"Hmm." Yue Wu looked at the sandstorm that was converging in the middle below, and was a little panicked, and the little snake stretched out his head from his arms and desperately spit out red letters.

"These sandstorms don't look like they're easy to get along with, so we need to be careful."

"Yue Wu, we are flying on their heads, what is there to be bold, it's just that this immortal yuan has suffered a lot of damage in order to maintain defense." A middle-aged man was holding a fairy crystal in his hand and absorbing it.

Yue Wuwenzhi felt reasonable, and nodded slowly, but his eyes were still fixed on the increasingly abnormal sandstorms on the ground, and they rushed over from all directions, always feeling that something was going to happen.

Looking around at the five companions next to him, they all looked calm, and the two newly promoted late-stage monks were still chatting, perhaps because they were overly nervous.

"Not to mention the past harm, Jian Zhi is knocking on the bone marrow and sucking blood, what is the reason for the abnormality? Thousands of years of battlefield have not experienced much harm. ”

Another person said, the endless stream of immortal crystals disappeared in everyone's hands, and even if he was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, he would also feel frightened!

"Hey, hey! Can it be compared? This is the ancient mirror world, and if this is a battlefield, it will be more than 10,000 years. The middle-aged man smiled.

"I don't know what kind of monster is in the sandstorm, if it doesn't have a mission, I must capture some."

"The plateau is just a lake away from the mountains, and there will be everything that should be. Maybe I can get the cultivation task when I return to the sect, I have a treasure book of ancient biology, and I can rent it to you if necessary. The middle-aged man showed off.

"Just your broken book? There is a previous chapter but not a next chapter, there are broken pages, broken pages? Forget it, you can keep it for yourself. ”

"Haha, Haixing, you have hearsay, they all think that the rent is too expensive, and everyone who has borrowed it will say this in order to prevent others from knowing too much..."The middle-aged man said disapprerovingly.

The young man known as Haixing looked uninterested, but said, "Impossible, how much do you rent?" ”

The middle-aged man and the newly promoted late-stage foundation building monk Haixing chatted loudly as if no one was on their side all the way, and at this time, the middle-aged man showed a hint of triumph, as if someone had taken the bait.

After another quarter of an hour, there was no normal ground on the surface, it was already covered by a tumbling red sandstorm, and some black shadows were already looming on the surface of the sandstorm.

"Be careful!" Suddenly, a large red sandstorm rolled upwards from the ground at an alarming speed, and it looked like the six people would not stop sweeping through the air.

There was no need to be reminded, the moment the accident happened, the other five people were on high alert, and then there was no need to communicate, the six people took out the fire jacket from the storage bag and put it on their bodies, and then turned into a ball of flame and accelerated away.

To the surprise of the six, the endless red sandstorm on the ground did not expand locally, but rose as a whole.

No matter how fast the speed of the six people was, the red sandstorm that had been planned for a long time quickly overwhelmed the six people.

The six of Ziqi's faces were ugly and kept flying fast, surrounded by red billowing sand, enduring the damage of their fire coats while looking at the black lines that were close at hand above.

As long as you cross this black line, you will leave the mirror world and return to the main realm, and the destination of the mission has not been reached, and the six people will not return because of this little thing.

The main thing is that none of the six people thought that the fairy spirit anomaly would be extreme to this point, all this does not seem to be naturally formed, but more like someone deliberately did it!

Who the hell is it? The natives of this mirrored world? They didn't have time to guess, because a large wave of earthy red flying monsters was approaching, and waves of them were coming at the six of them.

The earthy red flying monster resembles the shape of the underwater creature Ryoma, with one or two pairs of wings on its back, and a mouth and tail that spew out deadly needle-like substance.

"I'm going to open the way! Yue Wu's palm turned over, and he didn't see the talisman, and the dantian immortal yuan in his body was mobilized, and he saw that the original burning flames of the dantian were three points stronger!

A fiery red flame appeared in the palm of his hand, and then his hand moved forward! The flames are gone! The next moment, a huge tongue of fire appeared in the monster group, and the monsters in all areas were almost reduced to ashes!

The six of them rushed towards the gap that had been hollowed out, and several dragon horse monsters with two pairs of wings were fortunate not to die, and no one followed to kill them.

Not long after breaking out of the gap, a large wave of dragon horse monsters attacked in front of him, and Yue Wu did not hesitate to create a tongue of fire to open the gap.

Repeated like this five times, the flames of the Moon No Dantian were no longer as strong as Xiong Wang, and it was obviously a lot of consumption.

After the fifth time, the six of them all looked at the black line in the sky, only to see that the black only appeared black silk when it first entered, and rose to a black line three hours later, and now the black line has suddenly increased a lot!

"Five attacks have already made the black line thicker! The mirror of this mirrored world is probably even more fragile than we think. "The purple chess face is still colorful.

"It's also possible that there are other sect foundation building monks fighting. Could it be Tianyi and Yunzong? If they had been rushing to the west, they would have had the same accident as we did. Tsukino gasped.

I saw the middle-aged man shake his head and said, "No... No... I think that Yuewu's path of pure magic is becoming more and more refined, and the genius children with immortal fate are different, and they have nothing to do with other sects. ”

"Fat third master, your mouth is getting more and more fond of blowing? Yue Wu has become your uncle? You speed up and open the way. Ziqi scolded at the middle-aged man, she was not as optimistic as Zhang San.

"Good example, everyone follow suit." The middle-aged man is not fat, but a little thin, and his personality seems to be very good, his name is Zhang San, and I don't know why Ziqi calls him Fat San.

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