The disciple of the Forbidden Heavenly Sword Sect, who was called Yunyang, looked at Li Mingran's hands.

But seeing that under Li Mingran's finger, the fog that had become thick again became much lighter.

Just when Yun Yang's eyes widened and he tried to look as far as possible, he felt a palm slap on his back, and in an instant, a vigorous true qi came from the palm of his hand, converging towards his eyes.

Suddenly, the vision in his eyes became clear, and the originally distant distance began to close rapidly under the blessing of the powerful True Yuan.

A hundred paces away, a gray figure emerged from the dense fog.

"This... This is.... ”

Hearing Yun Yang's somewhat surprised voice, Li Mingran immediately asked:

"What you see, say what you see. ”

"Yes ... That guy seems to be covered with something... It's like a layer of sand. ”

"Sand ?!!"

Hearing Yunyang's reply, Li Mingran couldn't help but be stunned, but it didn't take long for him to suddenly think of something, this time, he couldn't care about the unwashed poison of his eyes, and opened his eyes stiffly, looking into the distance.

I saw that behind the thick fog, a gray-yellow figure gradually appeared in his eyes.

A hundred meters away, layers of golden yellow sand seemed to be alive, enveloping the cultivator's body in a flowing manner. With each step of the cultivator, the yellow sand will respond to the contraction of the muscles through a slow flow, and from a distance, it looks like a moving sculpture of quicksand. The long blood-colored hair fluttered slightly, setting off the figure made of yellow sand, and there was a feeling that a demon god had descended into the world. If it weren't for the emotionless eyes like death, which were unforgettable, Li Mingran would even have some doubts about whether it was the previous blood-clothed cultivator standing in the distance.

Looking at the flowing yellow sand, Li Mingran seemed to confirm something, he endured the stinging sensation in his eyes, and said with wide eyes:

"It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong. Although the environment of this Lingyun Divine Palace has the effect of suppressing the release of my divine consciousness, it only suppresses my divine consciousness. Being able to completely block the probing of my divine sense, and even evade my sensory perception when my five senses are fully open, only the yellow sand in the Eight Desolation Realms of the Lingyun Divine Palace can do it!"

Hearing Li Mingran's loud shout, the blood-clothed cultivator snorted lightly, and then responded as if he was very relaxed:

"You can recognize the yellow sand of this sandbank realm at a glance, Li Mingran, have you been to the sandbar realm before?"

Hearing the words of the blood-clothed cultivator, Li Mingran was shocked in his heart: it turned out to be really the yellow sand of the sandbank realm!!

As a surviving cultivator who had experienced the dangers of the yellow sand in the Sandbank Realm a hundred years ago, he still remembered the harsh environment of the Sandbank Realm.

Although he was extremely shocked in his heart, on the surface, Li Mingran seemed to respond very calmly:

"When I was young, I went to Shazhou and was very impressed by this yellow sand. However, I remember that although the yellow sand in this sandbar realm can isolate all things, it is very difficult to control, and it is difficult to even refine into other magic weapons. This also led to the fact that this kind of yellow sand, which can block the divine consciousness and is abnormally hard, has not been used in large quantities. But now it looks like you've found a way to control the sand. I'm really curious, how did you do that?"

PS: Gradually updated, small more main, large more supplementary. Slowly increase the amount of updates.