The next day, the four swordsmen of the Seven Mountains Alliance of the Sword Dao, as well as the hundred elites of the royal mountain camp, as well as the exploration team of Xiao Wang Ye and Yan Xiu, who were camped on the flat sandy ground, started again.

Yesterday's whole day of searching was fruitless, and considering that the ruins in the gaps in the space were not fixed, the group decided to go deeper.

If this sloppy man didn't lie, then the first time the Sword God Tomb appeared in the deep mountains of Xishu Road, and the second time was in this great desert.

When it was deep in the mountains, it may have been just a relic in the mezzanine space, and it happened to float there, because the scenery in the ruins is almost the same as that in the mountains, so it is believed that it was revealed after a flash flood.

And now, the ruins have drifted to the desert.

After a few months, maybe it was a change of place again.

But no matter what, since the female ghost in the well has appeared thousands of miles away and wants Yan Xiu to "go back", it means that as long as you follow this sloppy man, there is a chance that you can find the true location of the ruins.

But on the second and third days, there was still nothing, except for a scattered wave of sand pirates, and after a short but overwhelming fight, nothing else.

It was twilight again, and the red glow had long enveloped the sand, and the team had found a place with a little greenery and settled down.

On the evening of the third day, something happened.

The patrolling mountain camp soldiers saw Na Yanxiu sneakily walking towards the outside of the camp in the middle of the night, and at first thought he was going to escape, but when he really intercepted it, he found that the latter was sleepwalking.

His face was pale, and his hair was as messy as a bird's nest, and it hung down on his whole face, and he was terrible, and there were words in his mouth, "I'll come back, I'll come back..."

The soldiers of this mountain camp are not reckless people, they immediately divided the team, two of them secretly followed this Yan Xiu, and one of them quickly returned to the camp, ready to report the matter to the stuffy gourd and the little prince.

But the soldier who returned this reward was only halfway through, and he only felt that his body was numb and could no longer move.

Then he saw the four swordsmen who had been with him.

"Gentleman's Sword" Ning said apologetically: "This big brother soldier, the affairs of the rivers and lakes are like this, don't worry about it, the acupoints will be unlocked in two hours, and there will be no sequelae." ”

In the distance, Lin Yan whispered disdainfully: "When a bitch still sets up an archway, hypocrisy." ”

"Little Sword Fairy" Chang Chuixue smelled the word "bitch", so he glared at him coldly, Du Ping was old-fashioned, and hurriedly said: "Don't say it, without further ado, let's hurry up." ”

So, the four of them followed, their light skills were excellent, and during the process, they clicked on the acupoints of the two warriors who followed behind Yan Xiu, the latter was unaware, and then like a ghost, he followed the sloppy man who was muttering to himself.

Gradually towards the depths of the desert.

In the dark night, the stars dimmed, and the moonlight was white, illuminating a winding road on the sand, like the back of a quiet ghost.

Xia Guang suddenly opened his eyes, and after a little thought, he picked up a handful of sand, and then left a line of words on the simple table of the tent: Go back to Yanshan Pass and wait for me.

Wrapped in black armor, with one move of Fang Tian's halberd, his figure disappeared like a ghost on the ground.

At this point, of course he understood that this matter could not be dealt with by relying on a large number of people, in other words, the hundred elites of the mountain camp and the stuffy gourd were cannon fodder, which might be able to resist and delay time, but they still couldn't fight against the things behind this matter.

Rather than let them be faithful and follow them to their deaths, it is better to leave this useful body and wait for the future.

Therefore, under the cold moonlight, the vast desert is like a wisp of lonely smoke, and the lonely smoke goes straight up, leading the sleepwalking Yan Xiu, followed by the figure of the four swordsmen, and then the chief of the rookie list, the "overlord" Xia Guang!

Along the way, the three waves of people have already gone deep into the desert, but these people are elites, and they are extremely confident, if the martial arts do not have this desperate qi, they will not be able to reach a height that ordinary people can hardly reach.

Sure enough, at dawn.

Na Yan Xiu suddenly stopped, standing on a sandy ground that seemed to be the same as the surroundings, her body seemed to be struggling, and then she was dragged forward half a step forward as if someone had pulled her body.

This half step was like a bite off his body.

Yan Xiu looked frightened, his whole body trembled wildly, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted "Don't, don't", and then fell sideways on the sand, and the "bite bite" before showed up again with his fall.

However, there was a force dragging him slowly towards the rippling barrier.

The four swordsmen glanced at each other and knew that they had arrived at the place, but this situation was very strange, and it was a little beyond the scope of the rivers and lakes.

"Can you enter?" Lin Yan, who has always been very jumpy, also had a chill down his spine, his hair stood on end, and he was panicked.

"Wait. ”

Du Ping, the most old, frowned, thinking about the situation in front of him, if it was a change of scene, even if Yan Xiu walked in by himself, or suddenly rushed out of the rippled invisible barrier A team of monsters, he would say "enter", after all, these seemed to be within the controllable range.

Now in this panicked scene, he couldn't help but think of some strange stories he had heard in the mountain gate.

This kind of strange talk is actually everywhere, so it has never been taken seriously.

It's just that the old people in the mountain gate said, "If you encounter it, you must not get into danger", Du Ping listened to it at that time, but he sneered in his heart.

Now that he really saw it, he hesitated.

Four people, you look at me, I look at you, prostrate behind a hill, watching the beautiful figure gradually be swallowed up, and the terrible wail makes people's hearts feel as if they are being tightened.

"Wait until daylight. ”

Du Ping thought that when the yang energy was sufficient, even the evil ghosts might not be so rampant.

The four of them have no objection, that is, they are ready to breathe and calm their breath first, and adjust their state to the best.

And at this moment, I saw a figure coming from a distance.

The black armor was like dragon scales, the black hair was like a demon, and he was carrying a black Fang Tian painting halberd, and his face was backlit but not clear, but as soon as he appeared, the four of them knew who was coming.

The figure did not hesitate, stepped on the ground, flew into the sky, and in mid-air, his eyes coldly skimmed the four people hiding behind the sand dunes.

The little sword fairy saw some curvatures on the man's lips, and seemed to be disdainful.

When I looked again, the figure had disappeared into the barrier in the distance.

Wave...

There seemed to be a soft sound, and he was like a dark meteor falling from the sky, crashing into the unknown world.

What about ghosts?

What about life and death?

What to hesitate about?

The world is big, immortals, Buddhas and devils, if you want to go, you will go.

The four of them suddenly felt a little ashamed in their hearts, looking at the little prince's unhesitating appearance, they were all reflecting on whether they were so cowardly?

Even Lin Remnant, who kept shouting "reckless", didn't say anything, just looked at the overlord who entered the ripples in a daze.