In the depths of the unknown time and space in the Sand Realm, Nan Jiantian was forging ahead while running the True Extreme Membrane to resist the storm.

As he got closer to the center, the pressure on him grew stronger, and at one point he was caught in the turbulence of the storm, drifting with the storm for a long distance before the wind weakened.

The hazy sky was full of iron sounds, and the endless yellow sand in front of him was like a heavenly sting, with no end in sight, and he even forgot the time in it.

The visibility in front of Nan Jiantian's eyes was getting lower and lower, from the initial tens of meters to now only a zhang away.

But he didn't give up, he won't give up for the sake of his beloved woman, he wants to get out of the sand world, out of the demon tower and stay with his beloved first love, even at the cost of his life.

I don't know when Nangong Wan became the only thought to support him, and I still remember that her figure is like a willow branch in an old silk painting, which is very moving.

The imperial capital thousands of miles away.

The moon is like a hook, and the night is like frost.

Nangong Wan is like a flower blooming in the dark night, extremely gorgeous and dazzling, even the crescent moon with flashing light is a few points inferior in front of her.

The wait will be a bit long and hard, but it will be a pleasure.

There is no impetuousness, the burly figure appears in the heart, only tranquility, and the heart is like water.

If there is no him in the days to come, what will be lost is not only all the colors, but also the pure land of the soul, just like the true meaning of waiting for all difficulties and obstacles.

They are like notes and keys, and only when they are combined can they compose a flowing music.

Nangong Wan's eyes were miserable, looking at the stars from afar, as if she had passed through confusion and time and space.

Which one of the stars will be you, and how will I find you if you get lost?

If one day I forget that we were and past, will you still remember me, remember my face?

I'm watching you from afar, are you watching me at the end of the stars?

Even if it is destined to come to fruition, what does it matter if it is short-lived?

Although it was short-lived, I was also beautiful and bright!

"You, are you okay?" Nangong was thoughtful, and her cold and arrogant face was filled with a trace of sorrow, she never thought that she would care about someone, and she was a person of the opposite sex who had grace to herself.

Who would have known that under the same crescent moon, the two sisters would miss the same person, and all they thought about was his safety.

And they wouldn't know that at this moment, Nan Jiantian was deep in the sand realm, and in order to meet her as soon as possible, he was trying his best to find a way out......

The night is long, and there is a lot of sorrow.

Cool rain and dew fell in the air, like the holy tears of a lover.

The hinterland of the sandy world.

Two days later, Nan Jiantian approached the center, three days and nights of non-stop hurrying, he still could not get out of this storm, let alone see where the end was, and the visibility in front of him was less than two meters, the powerful storm cut off his perception of the outside world, and the foreknowledge of danger also lost its source.

The wind and the sandstorm made a strange howl, and the wind direction was uncertain, and the yellow sand swept up by the wind was like a huge yellow dragon, dancing wildly in the sky.

Swirling whirlpools formed several pillars of wind, covering the sky and the earth, and the storm trampled every inch of the land, shrouding the whole world in shadow.

In the whirlwind vortex, the True Extreme Membrane on Nan Jiantian's body shook for a while, and he still felt the real pain coming from his face within the True Qi of the Protective Body.

He walked every step with great difficulty, leaving a heavy footprint at every step, he didn't even know where the direction was, where the way out was, only the faith in his heart was like a bright light to guide him forward. I love to read

"Squeak!"

At this moment, Nan Jiantian suddenly heard a piercing sound, 'Rustling', like the sound of rats.

"Bang!"

He felt something hit the membrane of the true pole, and guessed that it was a rolling stone, he really couldn't think of any creatures living here in such a harsh environment.

"It's actually a gerbil?" he couldn't help but laugh dumbly at the way a fist-sized gerbil crashed into the body protector True Qi Master on his back.

"Bang bang bang!"

Then, the second, third, and even more and more gerbils were caught off guard and collided with the membrane of the true pole, all of which were embarrassed, and the entire sandy area boiled.

"There are so many gerbils?" Nan Jiantian looked at the yellow gerbils surging like a tide under his feet and was shocked, usually gerbils do not act alone, could it be that there is a rat king mixed in them, he is fully guarded

The gerbils that passed by him grew bigger and bigger, like fists, like sea bowls, like buckets...... Although the rank is low, but the number is huge, and if more powerful gerbils appear, they will definitely pose a threat to him.

A bucket-sized gerbil slammed into the True Pole Membrane, the gerbil was shocked to death, and the remains were instantly eaten by the same kind, but Nan Jiantian in the True Pole Membrane was also shocked back a few steps by the powerful impact force, he barely stabilized his body, his expression was solemn, and he took a difficult step again.

This time, Nan Jiantian did not have a soft heart, he sacrificed the Huolin Sword, and used the Qilin flame to carve out a bloody path in the endless rat tide, and countless weak gerbils were evaporated by the flames out of thin air, and the bones were gone.

It's just that this move is extremely dangerous, and it is difficult to guarantee that such a big movement will not attract a powerful presence in the sandstorm.

The storm howled, oppressively breathless, and there was a mournful howl in the distance, as if someone was crying for help, and the whirlwind carried the sound to every corner, and it sounded as if the sand had been rubbed into the ears, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Whoosh-"

Vaguely, I saw a golden light rapidly enlarged in front of Nan Jiantian's eyes, and he rushed to the front in an instant.

It was a gerbil, its whole body was holy gold, like gold, its body was huge, the size of an adult wild boar, and the thief's bright and jet-black mung bean eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, especially the two snow-white front teeth in front of its protruding beak were the size of bricks, which were dazzling.

"Good guys!"

Nan Jiantian gasped, and almost instinctively waved his hand to slash out a sword.

An extreme brilliance slashed horizontally at the side of the Holy Golden Sand Rat, leaving a sword wound of more than two feet, and suddenly snowflakes burst out.

The St. Golden Sand Rat was hit hard, let out a terrible roar, and its body rolled upside down, and in a flash it disappeared in the boundless sandstorm, and disappeared from its tracks.

"It's a pity that I couldn't kill him. Although Nan Jiantian just hurriedly swung a sword, it was not so bad, it could only show that the physical defense of the Holy Golden Sand Rat was really amazing, and he secretly added more caution.

After two hours, Nan Jiantian's figure appeared in an open and remote area, where the storm weakened a lot, the yellow pillar of wind disappeared, and occasionally there was a whirlpool storm, which could be easily avoided by his means, and there was no danger along the way.

Although the storm in this area had weakened greatly, Nan Jiantian had not relaxed his guard, his brows were slightly frowned, the gloomy aura around him made people shudder, and the bones of beasts, including human races, appeared under his feet from time to time, which made him hang his heart again.

The owners of these skeletons have been dead for a long time, and the bones have some signs of weathering, but without exception, they died in an extremely miserable state, as if they had seen something terrible in their lives.

Just as Nan Jiantian was standing on the ground, he saw a black mist surging behind him, and then a grimace the size of a millstone appeared silently behind him.

The ghost creature looked at the blood food in front of him, the bloody tongue licked the corners of his mouth, and a crimson tongue almost stretched out to the back of Nan Jiantian's head.

The ghost sneered, and a pair of slender ghost hands with skin and bones stretched out from the black mist, with five fingers like hooks, silently digging into the heart of the queen of the southern sword.

Nan Jiantian felt the wind in the back of his head, and he couldn't help but play a clever role, he felt the danger approaching.

"Boom!"

Nan Jian Tian slashed out a few swords behind him without looking back, and the silver-like sword net shrouded the void of several zhang behind him.