The thunder faded, and the purple electricity faded. Heaven and earth have not yet broken free from the darkness, but the light is shining brightly.

In the vast yellow desert, a starlight giant tree stands tall in the sky. Stunned by the two centaurs who had struggled to be rescued from the brink of death, even Sanxia looked at the glorious place in amazement.

Fusu had his back to everyone, and no one saw that he also had a puzzled and dazed look on his face at the moment.

The advent of his Tree Realm is actually the power of the original soul of the Emperor Cypress Tree. It has always been as golden as his spiritual power.

Now, not only has the color changed, but even the trunk of the tree is condensed with a pattern of bark composed of starlight, which is so detailed that I have never seen it before. This is a detail that even the original soul of Emperor Bai cannot portray.

In addition, he felt more clearly that it was the energy in the small world in the soul realm that wrapped the original soul of Di Bai.

That powerful energy was gradually merging with the spiritual power of the tree soul, echoing each other, as if they were breathing and exhaling through each other.

The desert is full of life that has never been seen before, and in the same place, under the sand, dense short branches of dwarf trees suddenly grow. In an instant, it was filled with a whole piece of greenery.

Surprised, delighted, confused, stunned, dazed... For a moment, countless emotions crossed Fusu's mind.

The first to come back to his senses was Sangxia.

"It's really a burning bag, if you save people, you can save people, what are you doing with a bang, enough is enough! After regaining his composure, he still had a poisonous tongue and was very heartbroken.

Obviously, Fusu has long been used to it, and put away the starlight giant tree. I was pleasantly surprised to find that in this place where no grass grows, the green that was born from the soul of the tree did not disappear with the retraction of spiritual power.

Before thinking much, Fusu turned around and walked to Sang Xia's side and looked at the old centaur's injury, which was not serious. Moreover, Sanxia had already tried to repair him with the method of treating dyeing before.

The scars on the epidermis of the arm that had been electrocuted were no longer visible, except for the black skew. It's just that the broken horn can't be reinstalled.

The young centaur blinked a pair of dark black eyes and looked at the two strangers, his eyes full of fear and horror had not yet faded.

The old centaur 'purr, plop plop' makes a sound. Sang Xia guessed that he was talking, but he didn't understand it, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at Fusu.

Fusu... Very speechless. The language talent is not very good, but it is also considered to be some.

He has lived in the West for more than 200 years, he knows English, French, and Italian, but he is not in the scope of his learning.

However, this is not human language at all. How do you ask me to translate!!

Sanxia gave him a disdainful look, turned his head and said a bunch of things at the two centaurs.

The result can be imagined, the chicken talks to the duck and plays the piano to the cow, and no one knows what the other party wants to express.

Fusu was speechless for a while, you can't even understand English, and you're embarrassed to look at me with that kind of eyes?!!

Thinking so, he also joined the ranks of mute speakers.

On closer inspection, this is not the centaur described in Western mythology.

The body of a horse is right, and the body of a man is not wrong, but it has a pair of horns;

The horns are supposed to grow with age, and the horns of the old centaurs are nearly a meter long on one side at a glance;

The ears are slender and have sharp horns, which are a bit like those of the Phantoms;

On the shoulder blades of the back grew a pair of small sharp wings, like a bird but not in the shape of a bird's wings, dark black, with sharp tooth-like hooks on the tips of the wings;

The whole body of the horse is covered with strange lines, like human tattoos;

The stout and slender legs of the four horses became wider as they approached the hooves, and the hooves were as wide as duck webs, but without fingers. It's like putting a diving flipper on a horse's hooves.

The whole form looks extremely weird.

While observing these two strange creatures, while gesturing, I have to say that Fusu's communication skills that have been refined by traveling all over the corners of the world are indeed very strong.

That's it, when you can't understand a single note. I actually understood the intentions of the old centaur.

"He must have wanted us to follow them somewhere. Fusu nodded slightly. It seems to be self-affirming what is said to be a judgment.

Sang Xia followed the direction pointed by the old centaur, took out a compass from his backpack, looked at it, and nodded, "Then let's go." Anyway, drop by. You see, the Southwest. ”

As we went, the sky began to clear, and the huge red sun hung high in the air as if it had never been suppressed, struggling to burn all the creatures it could cover.

Fusu suddenly had a strange feeling, how could he have a taste of going to the west to learn scriptures in a few days? The bad weather is the demons and monsters written by Wu Chengen, and he is afraid that he is not the monkey brother who guards Elder Sang?!

It's okay now, the white dragon horse is also there, or two...

Shaking his head and moving on, the centaur traveled much faster than the previous expedition.

Fusu secretly thought, this is because people are old and young, and if this strange creature is in its heyday, its speed should be able to surpass its own. Thinking about this, I can't help but be staggered.

Although he is not an instantaneous ability, he can't say that he is the best in the world in terms of pure speed, but it is not slow. At least not slower than the Phantom Man in Flying Feather Luoxi.

Speechless all the way. There was a stop on the way.

With no food, Fusu took out packets of compressed biscuits from his backpack from the blond woman named Solar from the previous expedition and handed them over, the old centaur waved his hand to reject his kindness, but the young centaur visibly swallowed.

Fusu smiled and stuffed the biscuit into the young centaur's hand, and in his eyes, the little centaur was already treated as a child at this time.

The little man blinked and took a bite of the biscuit, as if he hadn't tasted the delicious taste he had imagined, and his expression was dazed and innocent. Sanxia smiled and took out another bag of biscuits from his hand, tore open the bag and took it out, and put it next to the little man's mouth.

This is considered a delicious meal, and the little centaur screamed happily.

It's like the neighing of a horse. It turned out to be like this, and when I remembered it, I thought the scream was a little familiar for this reason.

The old man 'purred and fluttered' to express his gratitude.

Anyway, they didn't understand, and the two didn't care what he said.

Only smiled and handed him a bottle of water, and he didn't know how to drink it, and Sangxia taught.

The centaur drained a bottle in one go, and when he finished drinking it, he let out a gasp of satisfaction. Cute and simple.

Fusu looked at the old and the young, searching for relevant information in his mind. I didn't find any clues, well, there are no surprises, so I can only comfort myself. Thinking that he had also probed their spiritual aura before, he just couldn't figure out what means to hide it. So, there must be some secret in this strange creature!

However, after confirming that the other party has no malicious intent, and this old, weak, sick and disabled person does not look like he can do any evil things such as robbery and murder.

Thinking about it, the old and the young who hid in the dark should have discovered the spiritual aura on the two of them, so they followed step by step. As a result, I didn't expect to be chased by the thunder and lightning to fly, which was also sad.

After resting properly, he set off again, and after a few days of hurrying, Fusu did not take it lightly for a moment.

He didn't feel that he was dealing with people with the heart of a villain, and even the slightest threat could not be ignored. Is there less of a capsized boat in the gutter in this world?

The higher the position, the more likely it is to lose the initial alertness when climbing to the top, and thus slide from the top of the mountain.

Isn't he a living example? Such a mistake cannot be made again. Moreover, she is the one he wants to guard!

No matter how bleak and difficult the road ahead is, he has the confidence to go to the end with her.

Thinking about the Tang Dynasty, the monk named Xuanzang didn't just cross the Gobi Desert and walk through the ice and ocean, and the hardships on the way can be imagined. His physical body can withstand the power of nature, let alone the magic of the soul of the 10,000-year-old emperor cypress.

Now, there is more starlight printed in the palm of the hand. The small world where the energy converges is gradually merging with the power of the tree soul in the soul realm, and the power of symbiosis makes him not feel tired at all. On the contrary, his spirit is shining, and his whole body is filled with an unprecedented sense of strength.

Sang Xia looked at the two centaurs from time to time on the way, and sometimes laughed and gestured with the little centaurs, as if they could communicate!

Magical girl! Fu Su smiled spontaneously, and his heart was full of expectations for the future.

For some reason, perhaps it was the inexplicable starlight energy that made him more confident to break through the boundary after finding the Breath Destroying Realm, and he also had a little more courage to fight against the coming catastrophe.

It's impossible not to be afraid.

No living being can say that they are not afraid under the momentum of the destruction of all beings on this planet, that is false.

Fear is an innate trait of living beings, without exception. And the real warrior is the one who dares to face this fear and has the courage to meet it.

Fusu didn't know if he could be called a warrior now, but after thinking about it, the past two thousand years, only at this moment did he truly step into the wonderful journey of life.

Isn't that 2,000 years exciting? Not only is it not exciting, but it is also lonely like an island.

Until, I met her. His world has color. She is his rainbow girl, how can she not bring a splash of color?

No matter what the road ahead is or what the future is terrifying, he is no longer afraid.

No matter what idea the person in the cave plays, as long as the other party dares to appear in front of him, he is confident that he will not return.

No matter how irresistible the catastrophe that may occur in the near future, he will accompany her to stop it. For all beings, for her, and for herself.

Isn't the meaning of life to live a wonderful life? How can we see the beauty of this world when we shrink back and blindly avoid the world!

Before sunset, the wind came as promised. With the wind blowing, there is also a huge energy. Fusu's eyebrows stretched slightly, and the twilight blade cut through the qi waves and stabbed straight into the distance.

The old man screamed, and ran madly following Twilightblade's tracks. The villain rushed forward in pursuit, although he couldn't keep up, he rushed forward as if he didn't want to die.

Sang Xia looked at Fusu suspiciously, and the two of them no longer needed to make eye contact, so they flashed to the old man Ma clearly.

The language barrier was a real headache, and I couldn't understand what he was muttering while running wildly. After running for more than ten minutes, more than thirty kilometers away, the Twilight Blade stood still in mid-air, as if it had been nailed to an invisible plank, and did not move.

This is it. The source of that tremendous energy.

The old man anxiously rushed left and right, waving his hands to prevent the two stunned men from getting closer.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, in the empty desert, an indescribably huge pit unfolded in front of the two of them.

The yellow sand is undulating for thousands of miles, but this huge pit is not hidden by the yellow sand at all, and there is an indescribable ultimate beauty in the whole order.

The old man squeaked and screamed, spreading his front hooves as if someone was going to kick him to death. Fusu and Sangxia ignored him, leaped to the ground, and both came into the air.

Condescendingly, overlooking the huge, round field of the Yellow Desert.

Circles formed by layers of unknown rocks are surrounded by circles.

The outermost and largest circles are about 50 kilometers in diameter, while the small circle in the middle is like a core supported by countless rings.

The stone layer closest to the yellow sand is faintly blue, not very bright but visible to the naked eye, and there are lime white edges at the edges followed by the yellow stone layer and the yellow sand, like the most natural transition.

The blue transitions from the dark blue near the edge to the center and lighter until the small circle at the core reveals a grayish burnt color of sand and some hard stone.

In the empty high school, you can see clearly, this huge circle is like a giant eye on the lonely desert, quietly staring at the sky, and even the universe beyond the sky.

It is lonely and lonely, but it seems to have enough strength to confront the gods, it is motionless, but it seems to be able to melt the movement of all things, it is desolate and indifferent, solemnly watching the vagaries of this world for eons of years.

Its eerie posture and color different from that of the yellow sand are like a gateway to another world, and staring at it has a creepy feeling as if it is about to be sucked into it and is irresistible.

A clear chirp broke the two who were immersed in the strange scenery. Fusu squinted at the old man on the ground, who was as small as an ant, and the little man who was coming in the distance.

Childhood is a child after all, even if the little centaur is already taller than Sang Xia, but obviously his spiritual and physical strength can't keep up.

As the centaur approached the edge of the giant eye, he spread his front hooves and hissed long.

The Wind Bird hovering in mid-air rushed straight towards him, and Fusu was a little worried that it wouldn't cause a fight.

As a result, a bird and a centaur were surprisingly harmonious, and they chatted energetically.

Sang Xia and Fu Su slowly fell, and both of them felt that this giant eye must have a great origin.

Of course, they don't know that this is an eternal mystery that many of the world's scientific, exploratory, and archaeological communities have been searching for. Known as the Eye of the Sahara.

However, that's not exactly what it really says. This is the name of the world's admiration for its mystery and its shape.

Landing steadily and standing still. Sanxia beckoned to the old man and motioned for him to come to his side.

By gesturing, it means reassuring him that we will not hurt you.

Where is this, what kind of place is this? The old man Ma couldn't understand it, and he still didn't forget to stare at Fusu nervously with a blank expression.