Following Wang Han and the others in the direction where those black dots were, Gradually, Soul Feng's brows furrowed.

In that somewhat hot breeze, the smell of blood permeated the air.

"Boss, it's the Han family's caravan, they've been attacked by sand beasts!" Ertie shouted.

"Go over and help!" Wang Han said in a deep voice.

Before Wang Han's words fell, the team of the Jinsha mercenaries rushed forward with weapons.

Soul Feng smiled bitterly, "Although I also want to help, I really can't do anything!"

In order to avoid the void crack in the sky, Soul Feng had already consumed his soul power, and now he has not recovered much soul power.

Wang Han said slowly: "Brother Shen, just protect yourself as your sister and brother, and I'll go to help!"

Wang Han also pulled out the short knife on his waist and rushed towards the diagonal front.

"Let's go over and take a look, if they are in danger, I can help!" Soul Yue'er said slowly.

If it weren't for the help of Wang Han and the others, Soul Feng would have been swallowed up by the sand sea whirlpool!

Soul Yue'er helped Soul Feng and slowly moved in the direction of the Han family's caravan.

After getting closer, Soul Feng and Soul Yue'er both saw the true face of the sand beast.

It was a living creature covered in hard sand, and the sand on the surface of its body was also fluid, somewhat like a small whirlpool of sand.

A burly man from the Sands mercenary team slashed at the sand beast, making a sound of steel clashing.

"You cover the caravan and go first, I'll come to the back!" Wang Han said in a deep voice.

His expression was solemn, and the sand beast in front of him was much more difficult to deal with than he encountered on a daily basis.

"Boss, I'll stay and help you!" said the thin monkey in a deep voice.

The sand beast let out a low roar, and the flowing sand slowly condensed into a huge palm, thinking that Wang Han was pressing.

While Wang Han's spiritual power was running, the short knife in his hand slashed out diagonally, collided with the palm of the sand, and burst out bursts of sparks.

Bang!

With a crisp sound, under the blow of the sand beast, the short knife in Wang Han's hand actually broke inch by inch.

"Boss takes the knife!"

At the last moment, the thin monkey threw the short knife in his hand, Wang Han held it firmly in his hand, and blocked his body again, taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, his body exploded and retreated.

"It's dangerous!" Wang Han sighed with palpitations.

If it weren't for the short knife thrown by the thin monkey, I'm afraid that many bones on his body would have been broken.

"This sand beast already has the strength of the peak of the Desolate Spirit Realm, and it is very difficult to deal with!" Wang Han said solemnly.

"Boss, no, there are a lot of sand beasts over there, and they are surrounding!"

Ertie and the others, who escorted the caravan away, turned back again, and their faces were solemn one by one.

Wang Han turned his head to look, and sure enough, he found that there was also a sand wave surging towards them behind them, and under the sand wave, there were sand beasts.

"Not only from the back, but also from both sides, there are also sand beasts coming!" Soul Feng said in a deep voice.

"How can there be so many sand beasts? Could it be because of the large area of the sand sea whirlpool?" Wang Han groaned.

"Captain Wang, what should I do?" said the leader of the Han family's caravan a little panicked.

The leader of the caravan was a middle-aged man, only the cultivation of the Heavenly Spirit Realm Triple Heaven, and the strength of the rest of the caravan was much worse than this middle-aged man.

The only people they can rely on are the people of the Sands Mercenary Team.

"What else can I do! Before being besieged, find a direction to break out!" Wang Han said in a deep voice.

"Work together to kill this sand beast in front of you!" Wang Han had already made a decision.

Everyone in the Sands mercenary team slowly stepped forward and surrounded the sand beasts.

"Brothers, slaughter it!"

Wang Han gave an order, and everyone in the Jinsha mercenary team rushed forward, and the spiritual power on the weapon was entwined upward, and they beckoned towards the sand beast.

The strongest person in this Jinsha mercenary team is Wang Han, a high-level cultivator in the Desolate Spirit Realm.

There are also two warriors from the Desolate Spirit Realm in the team, and the rest are at the level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"Brother Shen, you two sisters and brothers should find an opportunity to flee for their lives!" Wang Han said.

Soul Feng said, "Brother Wang, does this sand beast have any weaknesses?"

"Sand beasts are afraid of fire, afraid of powerful flames!" Wang Han said, "It's a pity that our mercenary team doesn't have a fire attribute martial artist in the Desolate Spirit Realm!"

Wang Han has been in the sand sea for many years, and it is the first time he has encountered the current situation.

"Flames?" said Soul Feng, groaning.

The four Great Desolate Spirit Realm martial artists led seven or eight Heavenly Spirit Realm martial artists to besiege the sand beast, but the sand beast's shell was hard and fluid, and it was difficult to kill it.

On the contrary, under the counterattack of this sand beast, they also suffered some injuries.

"Captain Wang, the surrounding sand beasts are getting closer and closer!" the voice of the caravan leader trembled a little.

The others turned pale with fright.

"Is there a way to stop the killers who are coming around for a quarter of an hour?" Soul Feng suddenly asked.

Soul Yue'er said in a deep voice: "A quarter of an hour is a little difficult, but seven or eight minutes is still okay!"

"That's seven or eight minutes!"

Soul Feng sat down cross-legged, took out a Heavenly Soul Grass and swallowed it directly, and used the Heavenly Soul Grass to restore his soul power, and Soul Feng couldn't care about wasting it.

Soul Feng's actions made the corners of Soul Yue'er's mouth twitch on the side, this is simply a loser's move.

During the operation of Soul Yue'er's soul power, inscription runes appeared around his body, and with a wave of his jade hand, countless inscription runes swept out, and a fifth-level formation shrouded down.

"Scribe?"

The people around all noticed Soul Yue'er's actions, and they were a little surprised, this woman with a somewhat better figure turned out to be a fifth-level inscription master!

"Brother Wang Han, I can only block the surrounding sand beasts for seven or eight minutes, you hurry up and kill this sand beast in front of you!" Soul Yue'er said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Miss Shen, seven or eight minutes are already precious!" Wang Han said.

Soul Yue'er's gaze fell on Soul Feng's body, she was a little curious, even if he recovered his soul power, was there a way to solve the current crisis?

Wang Han operated the spiritual power to the extreme, the realm was sacrificed, and in the realm, the gravity increased, and the movements of the sand beasts also slowed down.

Another Desolate Spirit Realm martial artist is the sacrifice realm, and some vines in the sand sea climb up and entangle the sand beasts.

"Wind Blade!" Another Desolate Spirit Realm martial artist sacrificed out of the realm, and one after another terrifying wind blades shrouded towards the sand beast.

The sand beast let out a low roar, and the three desolate spirit realm powerhouses joined forces to attack, causing very little damage to this terrifying sand beast.

The sand on the surface of the sand beast's body flowed, and the grains of sand seemed to turn into sharp blades, cutting off the vines that were wrapped around its body.

Its sand palm slammed into it, and the hurricane swept away the blades of the wind.

Wang Han's face changed greatly, "This is a ...... A sand beast from the Flood Spirit Realm!"

The Sands mercenary team became desperate, facing the sand beasts of the Hong Spirit Realm, where did they still have a chance of winning!

Today, are you going to fall in the sea of sand?