Everyone fled for their lives.

In fact, most of the people who Xiuzhen asked were extraordinarily courageous, not afraid of battle, or even death, but this fear in front of them was unknown, and this fear was not afraid of death, but they didn't know how they died.

People are often in awe of the unknown.

Just now, the moth demon inexplicably turned into yellow sand, and no one has understood what is going on, and they don't even know how his death is.

In this way, everyone ran for an hour, only to find that the sand mist man seemed to be gone.

"Old Hu, what was that thing just now?" Shocked, someone hurriedly asked the old man Hu Jiu.

"I don't know! I don't know what it is, but when I first came to the Burial God Sea, I encountered this kind of thing! There was a peak of the Dragon Elephant Realm, and the masters who were about to break through the Dharma King Realm died at the hands of that thing. ”

Hu Lao's expression was very frightened, "I only know that that thing can't be touched, once it comes into contact, even if a sword qi you send out provokes them, then you will turn into yellow sand, and you can't die anymore." ”

"Is that so?"

"I'm so cold......" Everyone was nervous, but a beautiful female voice suddenly came from their ears.

"It's cold, it's cold, it's cold and lonely...... the woman's voice is crisp and cold, like ice beads falling on a jade plate, which makes people listen to it extremely comfortably.

But at this time, no one was in the mood to appreciate how beautiful the woman's voice was, because no one knew where it came from.

Everyone looked around, and they could vaguely see that in the vast desert, there seemed to be some monks wandering, but their figures were covered by the yellow sand, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

Is the woman who speaks among them?

"It's not good! Cover your ears and run!" Hu Jiu suddenly shouted, before the words fell, he had already sealed his ears and ran quickly.

However, he still said too late, and the red-haired rat demon among them was already looking dull, and walked towards the black shadows with a blank demeanor.

As he walked, he was still muttering to himself.

"My way is also lonely, the truth is supreme faith and respects Tianyuan; my way is also sad, Fatian is sincere and premature; my way is also happy, holy and pure and sincere have great virtues;"

Everyone was shocked to find that although they had sealed their ears, the words muttered by the red-haired rat demon actually penetrated everything and were directly transmitted to their minds, and even the sound became louder and louder, like a thunderbolt!

Because the red-haired rat demon was not the only one who was muttering to himself, the figures they had found walking in the darkness before were actually chanting the same words in their mouths.

Even more terrifying is the fact that the figures walking in the darkness are dressed in extremely old clothes, from antiquity to the present day.

Thinking of those figures in the darkness, they are all people who have been robbed of their minds like rat demons for countless years.

Thankfully, after everyone closed their ears, they didn't hear the bewildering female voice again, and that strange murmur didn't seem to deprive the mind of the ability.

In this way, everyone ran in a panic for about three hours, and the strange sound in their heads finally dissipated.

However, when they stopped to look, they were surprised to find that their location seemed to have just arrived.

Because not far from them, a gray mist of sand floated silently.

It's the weird fog that might split the Sandmist people.

"Maybe it's another sand fog. Someone said this, in a very small voice, for fear that something would stir the sand mist.

"No, we're really stuck. Chen Xuan said this, as he spoke, he stretched out his foot and kicked in the yellow sand, and a sword that was not very old was kicked out.

Everyone recognized this sword as the one that the moth demon had used just now.

Everyone's expressions were awe-inspiring, knowing that they were annoying.

"What should I do?" someone asked.

"Let's make a mark first, and then go again!" Hu Jiuqiang calmed down, used a special magical power, made a benchmark, and inserted it in the yellow sand.

This benchmark is blood-red all over, and it is very conspicuous in the long yellow sand.

According to him, this benchmark has been blessed by special supernatural powers and will not be blown by the yellow sand, which is more accurate.

"Last time we went due south, this time we went due north. Hu Jiu said this, and he was going to take everyone away.

But at this moment, the crack reappeared, and countless sandmist people spewed towards them again.

"Run!" everyone began to run again.

The man seemed to be running very slowly, and after an hour, everyone got rid of him again.

But the crowd did not rejoice for long, for after they had gone for two hours, the mist appeared before them again.

At the same time, there was also the blood-red benchmark.

Chen Xuan vaguely remembered that the last time they encountered this sand fog again, it took more than four hours, and this time it seemed to take less than three hours.

The Sandmist man came after him again.

They ran again, and they got back to where they were, this time, in just two hours!

"Not only are we trapped, but the range of movement is getting smaller and smaller!"

It won't be long before they can't escape the Sandmist man's pursuit.

There is a fear that pervades the hearts of everyone, death is not terrible, what is terrible is waiting for death.

"I'm not running, it's useless, I'm going to fight with them!"

A middle-aged man of the demon clan shouted, shouting, he had already turned his head and rushed towards the sandy and misty crowd frantically.

The scene was very silent, everyone only heard the sound of sand falling to the ground, and as soon as the middle-aged man of the demon clan came into contact with the sand mist man, he turned into a pile of yellow sand without accident.

"Don't worry about it, let's keep running!" The middle-aged death of the demon clan was too silent, this horror shocked everyone left, no one wanted to die like this, this stimulated their will to survive, everyone threw off their footsteps one by one, and ran away quickly.

However, they soon realized that it was useless to run, for the place seemed to have become a strange circle, and they were surprised to find the shadow of the Grey Mist in front of them. Whether they were running forward or backward, they were all overwhelming gray fog monsters, their scarlet eyes flashing with blood, and they seemed to be ready to choose someone to devour at any moment.

"It's over!" At this moment, even the old man Hu Jiu was decadent, it seemed that all they could do was to wait for death.