Long Fang staggered forward for about thirty miles, and what made him strange was that except for a few inconspicuous grasses on the road, he didn't see the slightest shadow of the wind grass, according to his original calculations, even if it was scarce and abnormal, he should have encountered one or two plants after looking for so long, and now don't say that the wind grass, the most common bushes before are gone, am I so unlucky? Or did I go in the wrong direction? Long Fang returned his hand and touched the leather backpack behind him, and after saving money all the way, now there were only three rough naan left, and the water in the pot was only half a little, which made him feel a little worried inexplicably.

Climb a slightly higher sand dune and look around, the road has long been gone, and the surrounding sand sea is endless, only a few drought-tolerant wild grasses are dotted, and there is still a trace of life. The dragon looked into the depths in front of him, the hot wind swept the dust like a tired beast wandering slowly, and the fury of the past was different from the clouds and mud, and at the end of the yellow sand sea, the endless yellow had become gray at some point, and it was even more strange under the yellow in front of him.

Long Fang's brows were tightly locked, his earlier confidence was shaky, the current situation was very unoptimistic, he insisted again and again, the distance into the desert had already exceeded expectations, and even reached the limit, even if he suddenly returned at this time, the water and food in the leather bag could hold on to the edge or two words. This is still the result of his luck not encountering the rumored demon beast. Thinking of this, Long Fang was discouraged for a while, since he grew up, he has not been as decadent as he is today, on weekdays, you are smart and thoughtful, and you can't help this thousands of miles of desert, and those with bad luck may be planted here.

Just when he was in a dilemma, suddenly a loud roar came from the far distance of the desert, 'Woo ............', the sound was so far away, it was still so clear, it startled Long Fang, he quickly stood up, ready to look into the distance, trying to find out the situation. Before he could make a discovery, a long roar broke into his eardrums, like a muffled thunder rushing up the clouds, and even the dragon could see that the gray sky seemed to be churning in the distance.

"Demon beast?!" The roar in front of it is definitely a demon beast, although the dragon side has never seen a demon beast, but the sea in the palace of the Long family is a hundred rivers, exhausting all the world, and there are still many legends and folk apocryphal books about monks, demon beasts, and even devils and strange spirits. As for the voice in the back, it sounds very much like a human being, could it be that any of the seniors came in and met the demon beast?

Long Fang was looking, suddenly a silver light and a yellow light flashed in the gray sky, the two collided together in the air, 'boom ......', the sound exploded in the sky like thunder, this time the sound was even more terrifying, the shock made Long Fang's eardrums a little bulging, he felt the yellow sand under his feet move, and the gravel slid down for a distance. This shocked the dragon side, the battle between the monk and the demon beast was so powerful.

While Long Fang was standing there thinking about what was wrong, the distant warband also entered a white heat, and all kinds of lights and explosions came and went. Long Fang's heart was shocked and at the same time, a trace of envy was overflowing, if he could have such a realm, why worry about a mere wind grass, wouldn't it be a sea and a sky for me to go, and the sea would be close at hand.

'Alas——!' simply sat on the sand dunes and watched the battle in the distance, muttering as if analyzing their every move. So much so that they forget what to do in the depths.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle continued, but there seemed to be a difference between strength and weakness, and the roar of the demon beast was no longer as good as before, as if it was occasionally mixed with a few sore feet, as if it had suffered a loss. Long Fang stared at the warband in a daze without blinking, when suddenly a spirit, his body fell backwards, and he lay behind the sand dune, because he saw that the sand and dust twisted by the warband was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the battlefield was moving to this side. Long Fang guessed correctly, the two black shadows in the battle group that had been wrapped in yellow sand were fighting fiercely, and one of the tall figures was panting rapidly, retreating while fighting, and had the intention of retreating.

This is a hideous demon beast, two bucket-thick retreats support a huge body, the front paws that are far smaller than the hind legs stand high with the body, the nails are like sharp blades, the hair on the body is like a sharp man, a pair of small ears are embedded in the back of the fierce blue eyes, the big mouth and fangs are dense, which makes people feel creepy at a glance, and it is clearly a giant wolf that has been magnified countless times. The demon beast held a thick stick about two zhang long in its claws, as if it was taken from the rhizome of some giant tree, but the rough skin was very hard, but it was still cut by the opponent many times, and the hair on its body was also dripping with blood in a few places, which made it roar again and again.

On the opposite side of it, a black-faced man, full of beard, holding a giant axe to dance Huo Huo has a voice, his upper body is bare-chested, his bronzed skin has been stained with sweat, and the big wine gourd on his waist is dangling with his body, and the totem in front of him and behind him is still so weird, shouting and slashing with an axe while muttering: "Your grandmother drops, and then eat my Balu axe...... Come on...... Eat another axe...... Your grandma drips. "This person is Balu from southern Xinjiang, and Shavi, who was traveling with him at the beginning, somehow didn't see a shadow, and at this time, Balu was pouring the grievances he suffered in the clan on this unlucky demon beast, and slashed one axe after another.

This monster beast was originally an ordinary drought wolf on the edge of the core area of the Phantom Desert Sand Sea, and it had just crossed its prime, and it hunted small animals on weekdays. Once was starving under the torment of lonely foraging, suddenly a powerful sandstorm overwhelmed the sky, the landland wolf fled in terror, but was still affected by the edge of the sandstorm and swept away for many miles, but fortunately it woke up from a coma, but also had a deep chance, staggered and accidentally found a three-inch long delicate locket, I don't know how many years of antiques buried deep in the yellow sand were swept out by the sandstorm.

There are two golden talismans pasted on the seal, it seems that the time is too long, or it has been isolated from the vitality of heaven and earth for a long time, and it has long lost the power of the seal. Lying quietly in the box was a porcelain vase painted with green stripes, and the stopper was also a silver sigil after it had expired. After a while, two black pills the size of a finger appeared under the eyes of this dry wolf, I don't know if it was because it was sealed well on weekdays or for other reasons, the pills were still fragrant, and a medicinal fragrance gradually spread to the desert. Although the wolf was not enlightened at that time, he was also a guy who had lived for more than a hundred years, how could he not know the extraordinary product in his hand, although he was also in a safe position for a moment, but the hungry and weak body had already been unable to wait, and the long tongue was just a lick, and the two elixirs disappeared from the world!

As a result, after a stick of incense, a stream of heat gushed out of the abdomen, and it became more and more intense, and the pain of the skeletal muscles and blood vessels of the whole body being hit by the chaotic heat flow was difficult to increase, and the wolf could only roll over, roar and cry under the terror. After torturing it for three days, the fainting wolf woke up and became what it is now.