With the appearance of these "sand sculptures", the wind that has been raging gradually subsided.

Zhuohua moved his muscles and waved his defensive shield away.

I never expected that I would still have to do it after breaking the formation. She inexplicably felt a little lost.

The sand sculptures walked towards Zhuohua with heavy steps.

It seems that they are very slow, and they just don't know how powerful they are. Zhuohua touched his chin, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

With a twist of thought, Twilight appeared in her hand. She flew forward and slashed horizontally, intending to cut off the sand sculpture.

The sand sculpture seemed to sense the danger and swung its fist at Zhuohua.

"What the hell?" Zhuo Hua opened his mouth wide in surprise, how could this fist still have half a scattered flower?

No, it should have turned into loose sand.

The imaginary attack didn't hit, and the fist broke away from its entire body and rushed towards Zhuo Huafei, but it suddenly spread out in the air, blurring Zhuo Hua's face. Not only that, but she swallowed another mouthful of sand.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have spoken.

Gritting his teeth and looking at the sand sculpture that had re-condensed his fist, Zhuohua hated it so much.

The sword flashed, and the sand sculpture in front of him instantly turned into a pile of loose sand. However, after a breath, it was back to the same place. Although this thing can't cause any substantial damage to Zhuohua, it can't be beaten no matter how it is beaten.

Zhuohua couldn't remember how many times she had been slapped by the damn sand, and at this time she looked like she had just crawled out of the sand pit, and her whole face was ashen.

"Why hasn't this eye appeared yet?" Zhuohua felt a little weak in her heart, how could she always encounter such an unkillable thing.

Until a full moon with a shining light hung high in the night sky, Zhuohua was still persevering in splitting those few sand sculptures.

As soon as she looked up, she suddenly realized that before she knew it, it was night.

The sky was pitch black, like spilled ink. There wasn't even a single star in the boundless sky, and the full moon was the only source of light.

"Tsk." Zhuohua smacked his lips, "There is no sun in the daytime, and there will be a moon in the night"

No, there is a lot of sunshine in the daytime, but why can't you see the sun when it's not cloudy...... Zhuohua squinted and looked up, this moon seems to be a little too low.

Her eyes flashed, and she no longer paid attention to the sand sculptures all over the ground, Zhuohua threw out the twilight return, got up and jumped, and the whole person stood firmly on the sword.

"Let's go!"

The sword at her feet turned into a streamer, but in a moment she was in front of the full moon.

The moon is not big at all, nor is it high, according to Zhuohua's words, the workmanship is very rough. Her eyebrows jumped, and she secretly wondered what kind of formation she had entered. I'm afraid that the person who designed this formation is not the same kind of person as his master?

Zhuohua sighed speechlessly, and condensed a spiritual power in his hand and slapped it at the fake and shoddy moon in front of him.

"Bang!"

The spiritual power slammed into the "moon", and suddenly the surrounding space became distorted, and a powerful suction force sucked Zhuohua over. Zhuohua did not resist, and let the force drag him away.

After standing firm again, Zhuohua had already come out of that formation.

"Congratulations!" A man with a beard walked over with a happy face, "I didn't expect the first person to break the formation to be so young." ”

"I'm the first?" Zhuohua pointed to himself in some surprise, a little incredulous. After all, she felt like she had been in that formation for a long time.

"Exactly.".

Looking at the sky, Zhuo Hua realized that he had only been in it for less than a stick of incense.