He Pingren waited at the edge of the wasteland for eight days, gathering more than one hundred and fifty people from the Tianyi Sect. Strictly speaking, these people all arrived in the first six days, and none of them arrived in the next two days. The secret realm is so dangerous, and it is already good to be able to have so many people left.

Their next step is to traverse the wasteland and reach the true heartland of the Uncharted Realm, the Bloodsand Realm.

There is a special feature of the Blood Sand Fantasy, every time the secret realm is opened, the environment in this area will be completely different, like an ever-changing illusion, sometimes it is a continuous mountain range, sometimes it is a vast grassland, and sometimes it is a swamp of 10,000 acres.

The environmental change cycle of the Blood Sand Fantasy Realm is exactly five times, that is to say, according to the time in the secret realm, each terrain in the Blood Sand Fantasy Realm will only be presented in front of everyone once in 10,000 years!

You don't have to think about it to know that there is a 10,000-year-old spirit grass in the Blood Sand Fantasy Realm!

All the high-grade elixir materials in the sect come from here, and it can be said that in the eyes of the sect's higher-ups, this is the true value of their secret realm.

The teleportation array that left the secret realm is also in the Blood Sand Fantasy Realm, and since everyone has come here, the Blood Sand Fantasy Realm must break through.

Everyone waited for another two days, and when they saw that there were no more disciples to join, they had to continue on their way, otherwise they would be seized by other sects.

As for those who didn't appear, eighty percent had already fallen, so everyone didn't wait any longer and set off in teams.

Compared to the desert and forest ahead, this wasteland seems to be larger.

Luo Fei'er ordered the disciples to look for hidden materials underground as they walked, and to keep in formation.

Coupled with the waiting time, the time to pass through the desert and the forest has been more than a month, and the Blood Sand Fantasy is the most important, and it must be reserved for about a month to explore, and the time to pass through the wasteland cannot exceed a month, so everyone can't be too slow.

Perhaps because of their proximity to the edge of the wasteland, there was no danger along the way.

On this day, as night fell, Lo Fei ordered everyone to rest on the spot and prepare to continue their journey tomorrow.

These days, He Ping has been with Luo Feier. With so many fellow disciples present, He Ping was embarrassed to sprinkle dog food.

Suddenly the wind rose above the wasteland, and the wild grass trembled in the night wind, making a piercing screech.

The disciples who kept vigil did not dare to relax for a moment, and the more nights like this, the more likely they were to be in danger. The monsters also knew to use the cover of the wind to attack the monks.

"Enemy attack!"

One of the disciples shouted.

Another disciple looked into the distance, and through the churning wild grass, a pair of green eyes appeared and disappeared.

"The monster is coming!"

The monk spoke out.

The green eyes in the distance kept shaking and quickly approached.

This period He Ping has returned to the days of sharing accounts with beautiful women, and he can even go further, and his life is extremely comfortable. However, the red dust is easy to get old, and cultivation cannot be wasted.

On this day, just as the two of them were talking continuously, unable to hold on, and about to linger again, a shout of "enemy attack" suddenly came from outside the tent.

He Ping tidied up his clothes and rushed out of the tent.

The camp was already surrounded by hordes of monsters.

It was a wolfbeast with red and yellow hair, the same color as the grass of the wasteland.

The red wolf, one of the most famous beasts in the wasteland.

The red wolf did not roar, nor did he make any extra movements, but jumped up one by one and rushed towards the monks.

A giant red wolf bit the head of a male cultivator, and with a wave of the big knife in the male cultivator's hand, he directly split the wolf's head in half.

Before the wolf corpse could hit the ground, the sword-wielding monk let out a scream, and another wolf appeared at some point and bit the crotch.

The knife-wielding monk didn't use the knife to cut for the first time, but subconsciously pushed with his hands.

The red wolf shook his head violently, and the sword-wielding monk was thrown into the wolves, and was instantly eaten by the wolves.

"Everyone forms a ring formation! The gold and earth monks are in the front, the wood and water monks are in the center, and the wind and fire are in the back!"

Luo Fei'er's voice sounded behind He Ping.

Although this was the first time they had encountered the beasts, they had already heard of their ferocity.

Defensive methods, they have practiced countless times a long time ago. The gold and earth monks use their powerful defensive spells to stand in front, and the water and wood monks can perform simple recovery and healing on the monks in front of them in addition to using spells to assist in defense.

The art of life in the wood-based spell, under the nourishment of the wood-based spiritual power, the spiritual power in the monk's body runs more smoothly, and the wound recovers faster.

The water spirit recipe in the water spell has the effect of directly stopping bleeding.

The effect of wind fire spells is more direct, whether it is a wind gun, a wind blade, a fireball, or a wall of fire, just throw it forward.

The ring formation was formed quickly, but even in this time, fifteen or sixteen monks had been torn apart by the wolves.

A woman in a pink skirt saw her best sister pounced on by a red wolf, who sliced open her chest and abdomen with its sharp claws, gulping down her internal organs. The pink-skirted nun squatted on the ground and vomited.

Not far away, a red wolf stepped on the corpse of a monk, and with a large bloodstained mouth, it bit off the ribs on a slim corpse, tilted its head and chewed slowly.

The ranks of monks were slowly shrinking, and the nun in the pink skirt didn't realize that she was already outside the line.

The two red wolves clinged their tails and crouched on the ground, almost merging with the surging wild grass around them, and crawled over silently.

Seven, six, five, and three meters, the red wolves jumped up violently and bit the shoulders and thighs of the pink-clothed nun respectively.

"Bang, bang!"

There were two loud bangs, and the two red wolves were kicked out with a wail.

The pink-clothed nun only now understood what had happened, and her face turned pale.

"What kind of spiritual root are you?"

A large hand grabbed her arm, and a gentle voice rang out beside her.

"Huh?"

The pink-clothed nun hadn't recovered from her panic yet, and she hadn't even had time to wipe the dirt off her mouth.

Seeing the figure holding herself and retreating into the formation, the pink-clothed nun finally reacted.

"I... I'm the Golden Spiritual Root!"

The person who rescued her was not tall and looked very ordinary, and he was Senior Sister Luo's Taoist companion.

When she saw this person for the first time, she felt very worthless for Senior Sister Luo. Senior Sister Luo is so talented and so beautiful, how could she fall in love with such a person, he is not handsome at all. She even remembered a saying in the world: good cabbage is arched by pigs!

When this person fought with Senior Brother Liu Yunlong, her opinion began to change. Senior Brother Liu Yunlong's cultivation is obviously much higher, but he is faintly at a disadvantage.

Only the legendary peerless genius can skip the challenge. This unsightly guy is also a peerless genius?

Today, being pulled by him like this, she has a new perspective on it. This person actually gave her a strong sense of security! The bright smile on this person's face from time to time actually made people's hearts unconsciously calm down.

Is it a golden spiritual root? It doesn't seem to be possible to let her stand in front of her.

He Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head, hugged the slender waist of the pink-clothed nun, jumped forward, and retreated into the ring formation.

The ring formation has been formed, and the pressure on the monks has been greatly reduced.

Some of the monks in the front row have gold armor to protect their bodies, some have stone armor to protect their bodies, and the magic weapons in their hands are slashing forward.

In the gap between chopping and chopping, some monks kept pinching the mantra, and constantly erected earthen walls outside the ring array, blocking the raging wolves one by one.

Outside the ring array, bursts of green light flashed in the sky, and these green lights quickly converged, and giant trees appeared out of thin air, roaring and smashing down.

Boom, one red wolf was smashed flat by a giant log, the other was smashed and his spine was shortened, and more red wolves escaped from the giant tree.

The giant tree rolled to the side, and many red wolves ran to the wolf corpse and ate the corpse by dividing it by two.

The red wolf, whose spine was shortened, pulled its hind legs, retreated to the side with difficulty, and lay in a ball.

A moment later, the red wolf actually took possession, shook the long hair on its body, and joined the attackers.

He Ping did not join the ring formation, but stood in the center of the ring formation with Luo Fei'er.

He Ping's task is to rescue where there is danger. If a monk accidentally gets knocked out of the ring, he will go out to the rescue, so he can save the nun just now. It's a pity that the female cultivator's strength is too weak, and her heart has not yet been honed, so she can only stay in the formation for the time being and act as a paddler! Alas, He Ping can be regarded as preserving a little strength for this sect.

The behavior of the red wolf just now made He Ping frightened. These red wolves have such amazing resilience, if the monk had such a serious injury, without ammunition to help, I am afraid that sooner or later he would die, and the red wolf would be fine after curling up for a while.

Fireballs flew out and exploded in the red wolves. One by one, the red wolves were ignited, wailing and fleeing, igniting patches of wild grass.

The Fire Wall Technique even formed patches of flames on the ground, and one by one the red wolves rolled in the flames, turning into black skeletons and disintegrating.

One after another, cyan blades flew out of the ring array and struck the red wolf, leaving terrifying wounds one after another.

A large, somewhat exaggerated green mang flew out and slashed the forelimbs of a red wolf.

"Poof!"

One of the red wolf's forelimbs was severed at the root, and the red wolf fell down with a pop! The red wolf's remaining three legs waved wildly, and after a while, the severed limb actually grew.

Not only here, but many injured red wolves only need to rest for a while, and the wounds on their bodies will disappear.

The most exaggerated thing is that a red wolf was covered in hair and burned to the ground, and it looked like a charcoal-black wolf-shaped corpse. In less than a quarter of an hour, this guy actually got up from the ground, shook off the black debris on his body, and became a red wolf jumping around again.

No, the red wolf whose head was split off was not resurrected, nor was it resurrected when it was crushed by the giant wood, let alone turned to ashes by the wall of fire.

The corpse of a dead red wolf will be eaten by its companions.

Needless to say, Luo Feier also discovered this problem.

"Let's focus on attacking the injured red wolf! These monsters have too strong recovery ability, they can only be killed, otherwise they will recover as before!"

Lofeel shouted.

Many monks had already seen it, and had already begun to do so before Luo Fei'er reminded him.

One by one, the red wolves were eliminated, but the number of red wolves around them did not decrease at all, and the attack became more and more fierce.