Looking at the shattered enchantment, Xiangzhang sighed lightly and said: "The fragments of the enchantment are nowhere to be found, there are no fragments condensed, even if the old body has a sand mark in his hand, there is no way to gather the fragments. ”

Xiangzhang's words made a sand child next to him extremely puzzled. He didn't know the seriousness of the disappearance of the barrier, and he didn't have any concerns about the adult Sand Clan facing the patriarch and elders.

With his big clear eyes, the child asked directly: "Patriarch, my aunt once said that the Sand people have a keen sense of smell for enchantments. Even if the barrier drifts to the ends of the earth, the Sands can retrieve it with their keen senses. Now, we Sand people are gathered here, and although the barrier is broken, why can't we disperse and retrieve it?"

"Fu Tian, don't say anything. As soon as the child's words fell, his mother hurriedly blocked the child's mouth.

There are many fragments in the enchantment, and even if the Sand people set out in full, it is difficult to find all the fragments from all over the vast sand region in a short period of time.

What made Xiangzhang feel even more imfeasible was that the sand was vast and immense, and there was nothing to discern the direction. If they get lost in the desert sand, the lost people may not be able to walk out again until the end of their lives.

With responsibility for his clansmen, Xiangzhang categorically affirmed that this plan would not work. He shook his head slightly, and just wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but Xiang Huan, who had not spoken on the side, suddenly said: "Patriarch, if we use the scorching sun in the sand dome as a guide for the clansmen, can we still hope to find the fragment of the enchantment?"

Xiang Huan's words stirred up a thousand waves in the sand clan. The Sand people looked at each other, and no one knew why Xiang asked like this at this time.

You must know that although the Sand Clan is in charge of the weather of the Sand Dome, the thing that governs the Sand Dome was lost many days ago. It is precisely because of the loss of that thing that the sand dome will go from evening to night, so that the sand people have no choice but to sacrifice the enchantment left by their ancestors.

If it weren't for the Sand Dome's accident, the enchantment wouldn't have been used at this time.

When it comes to the sand dome, the faces of the sand people all show a touch of loss. Living in the sandy realm, the Sand Dome is very important to them, but they have lost the things that govern the Sand Dome in the peaceful environment.

This was originally a shameless thing to mention, but now that Xiang deliberately mentioned it, everyone couldn't help but sigh, and even looked at Shen Moli with a slight embarrassment.

For many days in a row, there were too many things to happen in the Sand tribe that were unbearable for the Sand people. The bad news came one after another, even more than the total number of bad news that the Sands had experienced over the years.

In the superimposed bad news, the Sha people who have been peaceful for a long time are already confused about the future, and they are even more reluctant to recall the sad past.

Different from the reaction of the people of the Sand Clan after hearing about the sand dome, Xiangzhang still heard something strange from it with Su Ri's understanding of Xiang Huan.

Ignoring the attitude of the people of the Sand tribe, Xiangzhang asked slowly: "Is there a whereabouts of that thing?"

Hearing Xiang Zhang's question, everyone in the Sand Clan suddenly whispered. They had been living in fear all day long since the elders announced the disappearance of the Dome Fan, and now when they heard that someone knew the whereabouts of the Dome Fan, many people were jealous, joyful, and fearful.

Hearing the discussion around him, Xiang still swallowed the words he was about to say again.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiang Zhang in hesitation.

Although Xiang also saw with his own eyes who did the theft of the control dome fan, because of the special status of the other party, Ling Xiang is still not sure whether what he saw is true or false.

Thinking about all this, Xiang also changed his words: "I don't know the whereabouts of that thing, I just look at the current incomprehension, and guess in vain whether the sun is available." ”

Xiang returned the water in his words, but he did not hide it from Xiang Zhang.

Looking at the hesitant Xiang Huan, Xiang Zhang didn't ask any more questions, just looked at the city where there was no more smoke and said: "I want to come to the deed that the Kun Huozhu is no longer in the city, the city of the Sand Clan is the foundation of our clan, I will wait to check the city first and then make the next step." ”

After speaking, Xiang Zhang looked at Shen Moli as if he was asking.

As a Warcraft contractor, Warcraft is not there, and Xiangzhang is naturally willing to leave the decision in the hands of Shen Moli.

Shen Moli could hear the conversation of several people clearly, and naturally heard what Xiang Huan said.

It's just that there is obviously no time for her to ask more questions at the moment, looking at the city where there are fires burning everywhere, Shen Moli has even clarified the urgency of the matter.

Shen Moli carefully analyzed the situation and said thoroughly: "Elder Xiang, Kun Huozhu must have broken out of the sand region right now. Outside the Sand Domain, the Demon Ancestor pressed the formation, and if he saw the Kun Fire Bead breaking out, he would know that the Sand Clan's enchantment had been broken. At the moment, I'm afraid that while saving the city from the fire, we must also gather troops to defend against the Demon Ancestor's generals. ”

Hearing Shen Moli's analysis, the expressions of the people of the Sha tribe changed greatly.

There are more brave generals under the Demon Ancestor than mud and sand, and just dispatching one or two people is afraid that it will be enough to slaughter the entire sand area. This group of soldiers will besiege the outside of the sand region, and I am afraid that they can destroy the sand region by stomping their feet.

Seeing that the clansmen had not yet been matched, the clansmen were already panicked, and Xiang Zhang's wrinkles deepened a little since he listened to Shen Moli's analysis.

In the past, he and the elders were in charge of the affairs inside and outside the Sand tribe, and they were accustomed to keeping danger ahead of them and giving them the most peaceful life.

Xiang Zhang thought that the peace that the elders had returned in exchange for bathing in blood and rain was the last explanation to the clansmen.

But now that the disaster is at hand, seeing the reaction of the people of the clan, Xiangzhang regrets the move of a few people to handle the affairs of the whole clan.

As one of the eight major clans of the Demon Land, the strength of the previous generations of the Sand Clan is like thunder, and there is no need to meet, just hearing the name of the Sand Clan is enough to make other clans fearful.

However, the Sand people live in a special position, and they are guarded by the magical beasts of the past dynasties all the year round, so that the later generations of the Sand people gradually forget the hardships of the clan in the bloody wind to win a place for the clansmen in the demon land, and forget the tradition of the Sand people who are still martial and diligent in martial arts.

For countless years, the people of the Zhusha Clan have been in a safe corner, and in the Demon Dao Realm, except for a few elders who can temporarily compete with the powerhouses of other clans, they can no longer find a few people who can resist the invasion of foreign enemies.

Even though there are many defenders in the Sand Clan's city, the defenders who are usually trained diligently are only the defensive books of the Forge Enchantment. The battlefield is against the enemy, even in the turbulent years of the Demon Land, and it is a stranger to all the soldiers.

They held their swords in their hands, but their eyes were the same as those of other clansmen, and they all looked at Xiangzhang with hope, hoping that this time Xiangzhang and the rest of the elders would be able to solve all the terrible disasters for them as they did in the future.

However, this time, the Demon Ancestor ordered the soldiers to press the realm, and the number of people was no longer something that could be solved by the desperate efforts of a few people in Xiangzhang.

In the ardent expectation of the clansmen, Xiangzhang said with a serious expression: "Do you still remember the teachings of my Sha clan?"

"Naturally. Take the sand as a blade, and don't let an inch go. With blood as a shield, the family will be protected forever. Several elders were the first to answer.

They regard the heavy responsibility of the Sand Clan as their own responsibility, and always remember the clan motto passed down from their own clan and soon forgotten by the rest of the clan.

Seeing Xiang Zhang's meaningful question, Shen Moli was surprised. She turned to face the Zhusha people, wanting to explain the incomplete words of Xiangzhang thoroughly.

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