"Hehe! It's good that you understand!" Yun Zheng said with a smile.

The Piercing Sun Boat flew rapidly, drawing a streamer in the sky, and the four people behind followed closely, and the five silver threads flew straight to the southwest.

"This won't work!" Lang Xiong said to Lang Hong while flying with his sword: "This spirit boat flies extremely fast, and as long as the spirit stone continues, it will continue to fly." When the time comes, our spirit yuan will not be good, and sooner or later we will be dumped by him!"

"What then?" Lang Hong shouted.

"Sooner or later, you won't be able to hide it, so let's inform the old marquis!" Lang Xiong sighed.

Lang Hong struggled for a while. To be honest, he really didn't want the old man to know about it. Originally, the old man was a little biased, but now that this has happened, he can't take all his grievances on himself? But it is true that as Lang Xiong said, this matter must not be hidden. Forget it, stretch out your head and slash your head, die early and be born early!

"Okay! I've already informed the old man! If there's nothing else, I'll be here in half a day!" Lang Hong was a little excited, "We'll follow him, don't lose it!"

"Haha! Ten Thousand Miles Transmission Note!" Lang Mao laughed wildly and said, "Elder Yun, Master Yun, you better let me go quickly, otherwise, when the old man comes, you will definitely be in a dilemma of life and death!"

Yun Zheng stood steadily in front of the console, and said without looking back: "Okay, don't worry, I promise you can die in front of me!"

Lang Mao choked and couldn't speak.

Yun Zheng also looked at the clear light in the direction of Jingzhou, and he was also a little anxious. The prestige of Jindan Zhenren is not at that level, and it is difficult to understand.

Although the difference between Qi training and foundation building seems to be huge, in the final analysis, it is only the difference between the thickness of the aura accumulation. Some people have a solid foundation, and it is not uncommon for them to win the battle in a small realm. But Jindan Zhenren is different, after the three heavenly tribulations, they have vaguely felt some laws of heaven and earth, and when they cast spells, they can mobilize the power of heaven and earth in a small area.

No matter how strong a person is, it is difficult for him to compete with heaven and earth! Therefore, even a monk who has built the foundation of the Great Perfection can only flee in the face of a true person who has just become a golden pill, and it is absolutely impossible to confront him head-on.

Although Song Shu is a half-step golden pill, he has not been baptized by the Heavenly Tribulation, and he is still a fourth-level peak demon beast after all. Even if it were, it wouldn't be able to resist a mid-stage Jindan monk!

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little anxious. Whether it is Song Shu or the Spirit Devouring Immortal Vine, in the face of a real person, it will be useless. As for himself, being able to block one person in the rear is enough to boast.

The river and sea were turned over in his mind, but his hands were not messed up at all, and he neatly replaced the spirit stones that had been exhausted of spiritual power, so that the spirit boat could always be kept at the highest speed.

After flying for a long time, the mountain in front of him suddenly protruded towards the west, like a green python, straight into the desert.

Between the two mountains, a green canyon is full of shadows, and a large river flows out of the mountains and into the desert.

"This is Qianquan Valley!" Lang Mao exclaimed: "The front is Huizhou, we can't move forward!"

"Why?" Yun Zheng asked casually.

"No reason, turn around!" Lang Mao screamed and rolled on the ground, trying to stand up. Song Shu shouted angrily: "Don't move, don't think about fighting ghosts!"

"You really can't go ahead!" Lang Mao said hurriedly.

"That kid in front, let me go, I'll spare you from death!" Suddenly, a deep voice entered through the cabin and exploded in the spirit boat, and Yun Zheng's ears buzzed.

Lang Mao was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Dad, Dad, I'm here!"

"It's not good! Jingzhou Hou is here!" Yun Zheng exclaimed. Song Shu said: "Don't mess around, it's not there yet! This is a thousand miles of transmission, he is still some way away from us!"

Yun Zheng drove the spirit boat around the mountain, and finally bypassed the protruding part of the mountain, and rushed into the desert.

Between heaven and earth, there are only two colors, the blue of the sky and the yellow sand of the ground. Other than that, there is no other color.

"Please, you can't go any further!" Lang Mao couldn't care about the dignity of his Jingzhou Hou Gongzi, and cried out in a wailful voice: "If you go any further, we will all die!"

"Then you have to run even more!" Yun Zheng said coldly: "If you go back, you live and I die, let's die together in front, then it's still cost-effective to move forward!"

"You idiot!" Lang Mao suddenly became angry and scolded: "You don't know anything, you big idiot! There is a whirlpool of sand in front of you! Stop quickly!"

"What a whirlpool of sand seas!" Yun Zheng looked at Song Shu, and he shook his head in confusion. Yun Zheng was about to ask, when suddenly the spirit boat sank and went downward.

"Oh no!" Lang Mao panicked, "We're already in the range of the whirlpool! Hurry up, turn around quickly!" he shouted wildly.

Seeing that Lang Mao was so nervous, he didn't seem to pretend to come out at all, and Yun Zheng didn't dare to ignore it, and raised the spirit boat, hoping that it would go to a higher place.

Before, the spirit boat was speeding with all its might, and it suddenly wanted to turn, how could it be so easy! Still taking advantage of that momentum to rush out for dozens of miles, it began to adjust its direction.

At this time, the suction force below was already several times greater than before, even though Yun Zheng had gone up with all his strength, the flying boat was still visibly sinking downward. Yun Zheng panicked in his heart, and shouted at Lang Mao: "What the hell is this place?" Looking outside, although there is a huge sandy land below, after looking at it for a long time, you can see that this sandy land is actually alive, slowly flowing in a certain direction.

"It's over!" Lang Mao muttered to himself in despair.

"Tell me clearly!" Song Shu grabbed him by the neck and pulled him up, "What the hell is going on?"

"The whirlpool of the sea of sand!" Lang Mao smiled stupidly, his face full of despair. "This is one of the top ten dangerous places on the mainland, the "Sand Sea Whirlpool!", haven't you heard of it?"

Yun Zheng glanced at Song Shu, and the two shook their heads in unison.

Yun Zheng had only been cultivating for a few years in total, how could he know such secret realm allusions! Song Shu had also just come out of the mountains, and he didn't know anything about these things.

"I'll kill you!" Lang Mao smiled miserably and said: "This whirlpool of sand has been in the place where Huizhou and Jingzhou meet for countless years! This place is a huge piece of quicksand, and there is an inexplicable great suction force in the air, no matter what it is, it cannot pass through here." Don't say that we are Jindan real people, and we haven't heard of entering the sand sea whirlpool, and there are examples of going out!"

Song Shu grabbed the front of the operating table, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe in this evil!" Fill all the card slots with high-grade spirit stones, and promote the power of the spirit boat to the extreme.

Yun Zheng also pounced, "How is it?

After filling in the spirit stone, the Guanri Boat obviously stopped the fall. But before the two of them could rejoice, they heard a click, and the magic circle that transformed the spiritual power of the spirit stone opened a few cracks, and a strong spiritual power instantly spread in the cabin.

"Oh no! Lingzhou is going to be finished!" Yun Zheng screamed.

Guan Rizhou plunged into the sea of sand amid the screams of the three of them, and with a "boom", a huge sand pit was blown out.

The three of them were shocked and almost spurted blood. Yun Zheng looked outside and was taken aback, such a big pit had been blown up just now, and most of it had been filled with sand. Even the Japanese boat was mostly stuck in the sand.

Lang Mao was about to cry! He and others had been planning for so long before he brought Yun Zheng out, thinking that he could be caught, who wanted to trap himself in a desperate situation.

"Woo woo, I don't want to die!" Lang Mao finally couldn't help crying.

"Fuck off, as if someone wants to die!" Yun Zheng kicked him hard, gritted his teeth and scolded.

"What should I do?" Song Shu looked at Yun Zheng in horror, as the Guanri Boat continued to sink, the pressure on the surrounding sand increased. The boat was squeezed and creaking, and some places had begun to deform, and it was about to be unbearable.

Yun Zheng sent him a message: "Don't panic, let's go back and go into the Tianju first." ”

"Then what about this bad guy?" Song Shu said as he looked at Lang Mao, who was lying to the side like crazy.

"Hmph! If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have come to this point! You don't care if he lives or dies!" Yun Zheng said coldly.

glanced at Lang Mao and said, "I don't want to die with you!" and said to Song Shu: "Let's go, let's go to that cabin!" After that, he walked to the next cabin with Song Shujing.

"Hey, don't go, don't go, don't leave me alone!" Lang Mao shouted. Suddenly, there was a pop, and a small hole was squeezed out of the wall on the left, and the sand was left like an hourglass.

"Ahhh The creaking sound of the spirit boat everywhere was like countless insects and ants hissing at his mind. This feeling of waiting for death to come is really terrifying! Lang Mao roared and rolled in the empty cabin alone, cursing constantly in his mouth, from Yun Zheng to Lang Hong, Lang Xiong, and then to the old lady and the Marquis of Jingzhou.

The ship's cabin cracked more and more, and the accumulated sand gradually spread in this direction. Cover his feet, his legs, his waist. He desperately held his head high, but finally couldn't stop the sand from covering his face. He didn't dare to roar anymore, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the sand poured into his mouth.

At this time, he calmed down and quietly waited for death to come.

Finally, there was a bang, and the boat completely disintegrated. The fragments of the Guanri Boat and Lang Mao, which were broken into several pieces, were swept into the depths of the sand sea when they landed. Among them, there is also a grain of sand that is slightly different from the other grains of sand.

Lang Hong and the others watched the spirit boat rush straight into the whirlpool of the sand sea, and they didn't care at first, until a strong suction force ripped away, they suddenly became alert and hurriedly controlled the spirit sword to fly out.

This sand sea whirlpool, for gold and iron tools such as spirit swords, the suction is extremely powerful. By the time a few people stabilized their figures, they had already gone dozens of miles deep into the sand sea. Several people were shocked, and hurriedly turned the spirit sword and flew back.

However, the strong suction force made their struggle in vain, and the spiritual power was rapidly consumed, and the speed of flight was not as fast as that of walking.

"Withdraw the sword!" Lang Xiong hurriedly shouted when he saw the opportunity.

The four of them put away the spirit sword, and sure enough, the suction power was much smaller. It's just that as soon as I landed, my feet were suddenly empty, and the sand here was actually weak.

"It's over! We're going to die here!" Lang Hong shouted in panic.