"Don't say anything discouraged!" Lang Xiong said angrily.

Some people are more sober in times of crisis, and Lang Xiong has been in charge of the army for many years, so he has this alertness.

"Find something to put on your feet!" he shouted, then pulled a robe out of the storage bag and tore off the placket to put it underfoot. Then he tore out another piece and threw it out of the way. A little under your feet, and you will leap over.

When Lang Hong and the three of them saw it, they hurriedly followed suit. Lang Hong was in a hurry, and immediately tore a piece from his body and threw it on the ground. Then look for a replacement from the storage bag.

However, the clothes in the storage bag are limited after all, and they have already been discarded when they run out of Lixu. This was followed by all kinds of spiritual materials that were usually accumulated, and then some jade boxes and other things containing spiritual grass.

In the end, everything that could be used was used, but it was still within the range of quicksand. After a moment's pause, your feet sink into quicksand.

Lang Hong groaned slightly, and suddenly reached out to hold Puxin. Puxin was shocked and exclaimed, "Shizi, what are you doing?"

Originally, the realm of the two was similar, although Lang Hong was indeed three or five Puxin and was not an opponent in actual combat, but he would not be defeated with one move.

This time, I really didn't expect that Lang Hong would suddenly make a move on him.

"Don't do anything!" Lang Hong said sadly: "I just want to go out." As he spoke, he stripped off Puxin's clothes, storage bags, etc., and then threw him out. He got up and jumped, and then went out more than ten feet of land with the common letter.

Lang Xiong and Wan Xinge sighed in their hearts, and looked at Lang Hong in disbelief. Puxin was pinched by the meridians, unable to struggle, and sank into the quicksand when he saw it.

The two of them didn't care about sympathizing with Puxin, and did everything they could to jump towards the periphery. However, intentionally or unintentionally, he deviated slightly from Lang Hong's direction.

After exhausting the things in their hands, the two of them did not walk more than three or five miles. Lang Hong went far away, and he couldn't see his figure anymore.

Wan Singo stepped on the last piece of clothing, the clothes on his body had been stripped away, and there was nothing left except a pair of underwear. He sighed and said miserably: "Brother Lang, I can't imagine that you and I are heroes, and I will die here silently today, it's really sad and lamentable!"

Lang Xiong exhaled deeply and said, "Brother Wan, hold on, don't give up, there is a way!"

"What else can I do!" Wan Singo sighed, "I have nothing here but some water!"

"Water!" Lang Xiong's brain shook, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Quickly take out the water bag from the storage bag and pour out a strand towards the front hand. The water fell on the sand and was immediately sucked clean, leaving only a wet mark.

"Brother Lang?" Wan Xinge thought that Lang Xiong had lost his mind and gone crazy.

Lang Xiong suddenly laughed and said, "Brother Wan, we have been saved!" He then threw out an ice-based talisman, which immediately froze into a large piece of ice. Don't wait for the ice chips to hit the ground, hurry up and tighten the storage bag.

Wan Xinge was stunned, "It's okay!" hurriedly made a piece, and the two of them rushed outside together.

After jumping a few steps, Wan Xinge was also blessed to the heart, and shouted: "Brother Lang, you are in front, I will step on your footprints to go over, so I can save a lot of things!"

Lang Xiong said happily: "Extremely yes!"

The two of them went one after the other, and after Lang Xiong's water was exhausted, and after using up half of Wan Xinge's water, they finally came out of the quicksand. Although you can still feel the strong suction brought by the sea of sand, you can finally get a foothold under your feet, and there is nothing to fear!

The two looked at each other and smiled, this escape from death made the two of them feel a little more different.

"It's finally out!" Wansingo said with a smile. The two looked at their almost ** appearances and couldn't help but laugh. I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you laughing at, what's so ridiculous?" a grim voice suddenly sounded on the side.

The two of them were startled, as if they had been choked by the neck. After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly turned around and saluted, "I've seen Master Hou!"

More than ten feet away from the two of them, a man in black stood there quietly. Jingzhou Hou quietly looked at the embarrassed two, and said softly: "Where is Lang Hong Langmao?"

"Back to the Hou Ye, the second son was kidnapped by Master Yun and flew into the whirlpool of the sand sea, and he didn't know where to go! The subordinates don't know where the son is now?"

Lang Jin, hereditary Marquis of Jingzhou, cultivated in the middle of Jindan, is already a leading master in Jingzhou. He was resolute and ruthless, and was feared by the general population. Speaking of which, Lang Hong Lang Mao is not a little worse than their father.

"I don't know where it is?" Lang Ji smiled coldly, took out two broken jade talismans and said, "My son is dead!

Lang Xiong Wan Xinge was shocked, and hurriedly raised his head and shouted, "Master Hou!"

Lang Xiong fell to the ground, trembling all over. As soon as Wan Xinge gritted his teeth and the spirit sword moved, he wanted to go away. Suddenly, as if the air around him had condensed into an iron plate, and after only a few feet of flight, he could not continue, and collapsed under heavy pressure.

"Master Hou spares his life!" Wan Xinge hurriedly begged.

"Hmph, you're not small!" Lang Ji snorted coldly, as if a sledgehammer had slammed into their hearts. "My son is dead, and he can't go alone like this. Okay, you can accompany them for a ride, and you won't be lonely on the Huangquan Road!"

Suddenly, he flew to a high place, and in the horror of the two of them, he flew towards the quicksand for more than ten miles. As soon as Lang Jian's hand was released, the two of them fell into the sea of sand with a pop like a scale.

Lingyuan was sealed, and the two of them couldn't resist the adsorption and squeezing of quicksand at all, watching themselves sink little by little, ** The naked body was squeezed out of the blood stains, and slowly, the godless eyes could no longer see even a ray of brilliance in this world.

Lang Jian watched the two of them being swallowed up by quicksand, and his face was gloomy. The desert wind blew his black clothes, hula like a black flag. After standing for a moment, he stepped a little and turned around and walked in the direction of Jingzhou City.

Yun Zheng and Song Shu hid in the sand grains transformed by the Yantian Pot, and slowly sank with the quicksand. After looking at it for a long time, there was an endless long stretch of yellow sand around here, and nothing else could be seen at all.

After watching it for a long time, not only Song Shu felt bored, but Yun Zheng didn't want to watch it anymore. It doesn't matter what the heart says, wherever this quicksand wants to take you! Anyway, with the protection of this heavenly pot, nothing will happen for a while.

There is all kinds of food, water, spiritual grass, spiritual energy, and spiritual elixir here, and you can't get out anyway, so it's better to cultivate.

Since the start of the war, Yun Zheng has not been able to devote himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, and his cultivation has not increased for a long time. Of course, he has only been for a long time, but it has only been three or four months, and in the eyes of others, it doesn't feel like it's long.

Yun Zheng soon fell into deep cultivation. The Yantian pot continued to move with the grains of sand, and it had already deviated from the original position when it fell.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a ding, and a grain of sand landed in an open place. There was a dead silence, no light, no life.

The moment he landed, Yun Zheng felt something, and immediately woke up from his meditation. Outside the Tianju, it was dark and dreary, and nothing could be seen. The divine consciousness swept out, and the left and right sides were also empty.

"What kind of place is this?" Yun Zheng said in his heart. Song Shu was more anxious and clamored to go out and have a look. Yun Zheng didn't dare to take risks, so he stopped him and didn't want him to move, so he found a few bright moon stones and threw them out.

"When the long is long!" the bright moon stone fell to the ground with a crisp sound. A faint light spread out, illuminating the surrounding Zhu Xu Fangyuan. The ground is smooth, it should be ordinary rocks, and the surrounding area is still dark and you can't see the edge. Yun Zheng propped up the shield and came out of the heavenly pot.

The first feeling for Yun Zheng here is the deathly silence. Except for the slight footsteps of Yun Zheng, no other sound could be heard. There is no sound of wind, no sound of running water, no singing of birds and insects, and the surrounding nothingness seems to absorb all movement.

Yun Zheng summoned a few spirit bees from the Yantian Pot, attached his divine sense to them, and flew them in all directions. A few spirit bees spread their wings and flew out, but they didn't fly far before they fell down one by one. Yun Zheng came back and saw that he was completely dead.

This made Yun Zheng more and more alert. I continued to release the spirit bee to explore the way, and the result was still this situation. However, this time Yun Zheng made a discovery, which is probably the root cause of the sudden death of these spirit bees.

There is something special in the space here that can absorb the free golden essence qi around it. The spirit bee is a gold-biased demon beast, and as soon as it comes out of the Yantian Pot, the golden essence qi in its body begins to drain. Although the physique of all kinds of creatures is different, most of them have five systems, one of which has completely disappeared, and the five elements are incomplete, so it is naturally difficult to continue.

Yun Zheng hurriedly checked himself, although he had been holding the Aoki Spirit Shield to protect his whole body, and the golden essence qi was isolated from the outside world, there was no danger for the time being.

It is impossible to imagine now, this place is empty everywhere, and he can't discern the direction, Yun Zheng had to follow the direction where the golden aura he sensed when the spirit bee died just now.

After walking for a long time, nothing still appeared! This realm is dangerous and unpredictable, and Yun Zheng doesn't dare to take out the Qingyun Sword to fly with the sword. Moreover, although the main material of the Qingyun Sword is a thousand-year-old thorn wood heart, many auxiliary materials are still all kinds of gold-based spiritual materials. In this place where the spiritual power of the gold system has disappeared strangely, I am afraid that it will be damaged immediately.

Yun Zheng's heart moved, and he took out a thorn thorn from the Yantian pot. This thorn is also three or four feet long, and the length is similar to that of ordinary spirit swords, and it is tough and sharp enough.

Holding a wooden thorn in one hand and holding a fist-sized bright moon stone in the other, it was held in front of him to illuminate.

After walking for more than 100 miles, Yun Zheng felt that some spiritual yuan was not good, so he returned to the Yantian pot and began to meditate and breathe. After Lingyuan replied, he continued to move forward.

No matter how big it is, there will always be a head!" Yun Zheng said in his heart.

The farther he went, the greater the attraction against the golden spirit qi. Yun Zheng had to run several times more spirit yuan than before to support the Aoki spirit shield.

Suddenly, Yun Zheng suddenly felt a light flash in front of him, which flashed by and disappeared without a trace.