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The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river.

A round sunset pressed against the ridge line of the desert, and the earth was lined with a dull and dark layer, revealing a layer of crimson, and the desert waves that supported the setting sun froze, like a sleeping sea.

This is the desert thousands of miles away from Jinyang City.

The convoy has been heading towards Jinyang City.

This team is a team sent by the upper echelons of Nanyang, because they knew in advance that the time for the finals of Jinyang City had passed, they came to pick up the champions of the martial arts finals, as well as the team of the Nanyang prince and the descendants of the Linggong.

They were all monks who had cultivated above the human realm, and it was the first time they had come to such a vast desert............

The climate in the desert area will change a lot in an instant, suddenly the weather is sunny, and suddenly the wind and sand suddenly rise, and the spiritual pressure is very rare, and basically no one will cultivate in this kind of place.

The sky is blue, the earth is yellow, and there are no other colors to be seen here except blue and yellow.

The boundless desert resembles a yellow sea, on which the sun shines, and ten thousand points of light shine brightly.

The rolling dunes were like waves in the sea.

The wind is blowing in the desert, the sand is flying, the sky is dark, this is simply a world of sand, there is no place for you.

The hot air in the desert is as if it were steaming.

One sand wave after another surged forward, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off the desert layer by layer, and then by layer.

The quicksand under his feet was hot, as if it was about to turn into flaming red magma.

The camel, which is usually as well-behaved as a cat, spreads its hooves and rushes as if it were crazy at the sight of the river, plunging its head into the river.

There is a whirlwind in the desert, one by one, rolling up the yellow sand as high as it rises, like a big smoke rising from the flat ground, it spun and flies on the desert.

At the foot of the sand dunes tens of meters high, like rolling mountains across the east and west.

Under the scorching sun, waves of heat rise in the desert, making it difficult to breathe.

Due to the effect of sunlight and cloud shadows, this vast and boundless desert has become a blue and clear sea.

The desert is endless, vast and misty, and people in it suddenly seem so small.

When people think of the desert, they are daunted by its desolation and desolation. Surrounded by the boundless Gobi Desert, steaming in the scorching sun, steaming and rolling heatwaves.

In order to survive in the desert where water is scarce, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to dig its roots deep in the sand, up to tens of meters, until it reaches to a place where there is a water source.

Standing below, looking at the sand dunes, the sand dunes looked like a giant lying on its side, compared to which the convoy was completely like ants.

Looking up, the convoy that was climbing the sand slope was like colorful flowing color dots against the golden background...... It all makes for a beautiful picture.

This sand dune jutting out of the ground blends with the blue sky and the setting sun, looking like a "mirage" of smoke and waves, picturesque and dreamlike.

Climbing sand dunes is more difficult than climbing, and if you step on the dunes, the soft sand will sink you, and if the sand slides down, you will be sent to the same place.

The desert spreads out to the horizon, where the sky and the earth meet, undulating zigzag dunes.

The relentless scorching sun spewed like flames into the earth, and the vast desert was baked like a steamer, and the heat was overwhelming.

The vast Gobi Desert is like a yellow sea, and the sun shines on it, and ten thousand points of light shine brightly. The desert is covered with white fog, and nothing can be seen. When the morning glow comes out, the fog color gradually turns from white to red, and the red and bright sun on the desert is like a huge red agate, and the brilliance is very charming.

The vast desert, the dead sea of sand. Majestic, quiet, with a straight face, always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always a scorching yellow. It is as if nature has frozen the turbulent waves and the empty angry waves here in an instant, making it stand still forever.

The fiery red sun rose higher and higher, shining on the silent "waves" of the sandy sea. In an instant, a gray mist rose from the desert. The convoy drove hard in the desert. As far as the eye could see, there was a monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a single tree, and the vastness of the desert made each of us feel tired, as if we could never get out. It was nearly noon, and the sun was rising high and high, and the sun was so hot that the desert was smoking. The people of the convoy rested and set up a canopy, but the sand was so hot that they were told to stand or sit. For the first time, they felt the horror of the desert. A monk of the human realm, the physical endurance is basically in the spiritual power of the scene.

The afterglow of the setting sun painted the desert red, and the scorching heat slowly dissipated, replaced by a dim canopy that slowly opened and enveloped the entire desert. In the evening, the desert looks even more desolate and tragic.

As far as the eye can see, it is all a reckless and thick yellow, and the wind in Changsha is windy, and it is dancing straight up. In the sky above the desert, the clouds that spread across the sky slowly moved, casting huge shadows on the undulating desert - the sky and the earth here seemed to look at each other in eternal silence, but they were like two parallel time and space, never connected.

Waves of sand surged forward, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off the desert layer after layer.

Half an hour after the march came to a halt.

Because on the northern edge of the desert, you can see a crystal clear river, flowing water, along the desert meandering west, on both sides of the river, you can see willows and poplars everywhere stand tall and green, intertwined roots, like a coiling dragon. A verdant oasis emerges like an emerald set on the edge of the desert.

They are in desperate need of water now, even if they are monks of the human realm level, they have not yet been able to reach the point of not drinking a drop of water and not eating the fireworks of the world, at least they have to reach the holy realm level, so that they can not eat or drink for a few years, and can adapt to the extremely harsh environment, the holy realm level is the closest to the god level.

Originally, they didn't have to walk in the desert, but because the planned route was either poor mountains and bad waters, or spirit beasts and demon beasts. In contrast, this tranquil desert is much safer.

- Whew, whew, whew.

A dry sand wind suddenly blew in the distance.

Quiet. Everything is eternal. Everything is immortal and divine.

As far as the eye could see, there was a monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a single tree, and the vastness of the desert made each of us feel tired, as if we could never get out. It was nearly noon, and the sun was rising high and high, and the sun was so hot that the desert was smoking. We got out of the car to rest and put up a canopy, but the sand was so hot that we were told to stand or sit. For the first time, I felt the horror of the desert.

There is a whirlwind in the desert, one by one, rolling up the yellow sand so high that it is like a big smoke rising from the flat ground, and it is running around the desert.

This is not a good situation......

Looks like a sandstorm is coming.

Originally, this desert was torturous enough, but now there is a sandstorm, and I don't want people to live.

After a short rest, the convoy will set off again for the oasis to the north, seeking water and sheltering from the terrifying sandstorms.

If it is a powerful sandstorm, it is difficult for a monk of the Human Realm to resist, but if it is a Heavenly Realm Level, he can freely travel in the sandstorm. Legend has it that there are also spells that can control the weather. Generally speaking, spells that can control the weather are first-class spells. Absolute control of the weather skills,Even the ability to change the four seasons,But the absolute control of the weather magic skills,Only gods can be qualified to have.。。

As long as the intensity of the exercises is high enough, then it can completely control the bad weather, and this kind of monk is very effective in the battlefield between countries. If you can't find a spellcaster, if you have enough exercises, you can completely destroy a country by one person......

Eventually, the crowd came to the oasis to the north before the sandstorm, and the monk who was the first to step into the oasis breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence, and he looked back at the sandstorm behind him with great pleasure............

The sky and the earth are dark, the surroundings are dark, and the yellow sand is flying all over the sky. Nothing can be seen in the dust, visibility is extremely low, and it feels like the end of the world is coming. After dusk, the sky changed greatly, the wind began to rage, the sunset hid in the west early, the world began to be gray and gloomy, accompanied by the pungent smell of dust, permeating the whole world, people have nowhere to hide, only to endure, at this time I feel that the world is extremely fair.

The wind whined, with the occasional scream or two, and the flying gravel hit the car with a "dangdang" sound. A gust of wind can really blow stones all over the ground, and that is also called a spectacle. The scary thing is that the wind in Qinghai can kill. The monks in the convoy had heard of a herdsman who had been swept up by a gust of wind and sand and thrown to a hill a mile away............

After a while, I saw the yellow dragon rising in the distance, the sound was like a cow's roar, roaring, like a muffled thunder rolling, the sky, at the beginning there was a shaking yellow line, rolling forward, wider and wider, very spectacular.

It can really be said: seeing the wind and the sand swirling, and the grass is not savvy for many years. When there is no spring in Mo Yansaibei, there is always spring to know.

Monk, then began to rest in this oasis.

A monk came to a large lake that was incredibly clean.

Unbuttoned his clothes and jumped straight into the lake surrounded by greenery.

The lake water is like a treasure mirror, reflecting the reflection of the blue sky and white clouds, reflecting the green figure of the grass, and reflecting the figure of the cows and sheep drinking water. The clear water of the lake reflects the emerald green trees, the emerald green trees are dotted with the clear lake water, and a breeze blows, and the lake water ripples like ripples. The lake is calm and calm, like a giant mirror. The lake was blue, like a sapphire set on the earth. The blue lake and the blue sky are connected together, and it is impossible to distinguish which is the lake and which is the sky.

In the boundless sea of sand, dotted with clumps of trees, it is sand willow. The clumps of sand willows injected vitality into the originally silent sea of sand. In order to survive in the desert where water is scarce, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to dig its roots deep in the sand, up to tens of meters, until it reaches to a place where there is a water source. Here, once life is born, it is difficult to die, because the harsh environment can often nurture great and tenacious lives.

This and the outside are two worlds!

Just when this team of 100 people rested in this oasis.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and a breeze blew up dust from the mouths, noses, and ears of many monks.

"What's the matter? Could it be that there is a sandstorm too?!" the monk who had bathed in the lake hurriedly got up from the water. He wiped himself, put on his clothes, and hurried to his feet.

"Big ...... Prepare for the sandstorm!" cried the monk at a loud voice.

Although it was a bit reluctant for the human realm level to release exercises and spells to resist the sandstorm, in the oasis, the power of the sandstorm was greatly reduced.

As long as hundreds of monks of the realm level can gather together, then it can be said that they are unscathed.

In an instant, the sky was dark, the sand was flying, the wind was roaring, the sky was full of yellow sand and sand and stones dancing wildly in the sky, and the horses were deep in the mire; In an instant, the black miasma filled the sky, and it fell straight into the world.

I didn't expect that there would be a sandstorm in such a place!

Who is in control of the weather?

Who will it be?

Before they had time to think about it, they rushed from all over the place, gathered up and down, and each released the martial arts of resistance.

- Brush!

In an instant, all the monks glowed with a deep blue light. This blue light belonged to the cultivation of the human realm level on their bodies.

For the first time, the dust that blew was not particularly large, and the monks were able to support it very easily.

However, what these Nanyang monks are most afraid of is not such a sandstorm, what they are most afraid of is that someone is deliberately targeting themselves and this Nanyang convoy.

As long as it's against these monks, they'll do it sooner or later.

Immediately afterward, the wind became more and more cheerful.

The sandstorm is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that even the towering trees can do it. The monk's feet had begun to tremble, cold sweat broke out all over their bodies, and their eyes were full of despair, they didn't expect that as a monk of the human realm, there would be such a day, it was really unexpected.

A sandstorm of this level is no longer a magic technique that can be released at the Human Realm level.

The person who casts this weather spell is probably the eighth or ninth order of the Heavenly Realm!

If the other party wanted to kill this convoy of hundreds of human realm level cultivators, it would be a little difficult, which meant that the other party should not exceed two at most. This Nanyang army is rich in battles and cooperative, and the other party can't resist a hundred people with two or three people like the Heavenly Realm Level, which shows from the side that this is completely right, these monks have understood, and this is completely aimed at them!

I saw that the blue sky in the sky had completely turned into a piece of ash, and it was constantly stretching forward, getting bigger, and widening, blocking the sun and covering the sky like a blanket of the night god.

“...... Ahem, ahem. One of the monks coughed and looked up feebly at the sky.

All the monks' minds were blank, and their only hope at the moment was to live.

However, in the end, their cultivation could no longer resist this sandstorm, and the yellow sand covered this oasis, burying one human realm level cultivator after another.

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