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The three-meter-tall White Sand Demon Soldiers transformed from the white sand have been lined up in four or five rows. They surrounded the pair of hunting mages who broke into the Shawang River.
So, rows of white sand knives fell down one after another. These sand knives were not like normal sharp weapons. Their blades were extremely blunt. After being chopped down, they completely smashed the hunting mages to pieces.
So, flesh and blood flew everywhere!
The moonlight is blue-white, and the entire Shawang River is off-white, so the bright red smeared on the ground looks more eye-catching and creepy!
Mo Fan stared. Although he had no intention of rescuing them, the speed of death of these people was still too fast. Their magic defense was not weak, but they could not resist so many white sand demon soldiers. The swords and axes add up!
The defense was shattered in an instant, and the screams still echoed in the empty desert, extremely sad!
¡°Oh my God!¡± At this time, Zhao Manyan exclaimed from behind Mo Fan.
Mo Fan turned around and found that everyone had woken up from the tent.
Xinxia and Chenying both covered their mouths, their watery eyes widened to the extreme. It was obvious that they had also seen the scene just now.
The horror of the Shawang River is far beyond their imagination. It feels like ordinary people jumping into a river full of ferocious sharks, and being torn to pieces in an instant, it is difficult to resist.
"How about we just treat it as a trip to Dunhuang this time and go back wherever we need to go?" Zhao Manyan said as his scalp became numb and his limbs became weak.
From the previous secret scrolls, Zhao Manyan knew that the Shawang River was the most notorious forbidden area in Dunhuang. Countless hunters have lost their lives here, but what they saw with their own eyes today, Zhao Manyan completely felt the trembling from his soul. If the hunting mages hadn¡¯t been chased by a group of sand roaring tigers for some reason, they would probably not be able to enjoy the sand tomorrow. The journey to the underworld of the Weapon Formation is just a few of them.
"Wedon't we have Xinxia here? It shouldshouldn't be as miserable as them." A bold person like Zhang Xiaohou is already speechless.
Chen Ying and Xin Xia didn't speak for a long time. After all, such a bloody scene would take some time for them to make some psychological adjustments. After an unknown amount of time, Chen Ying stared at her eyes and said to Xin Xia: " Can your psychic magic really pacify these monster soldiers? If something goes wrong, wouldn't everyone be just like them?"
Xinxia thought for a while before seriously nodding her head, and said softly: "The blood-stained white sand monster soldiers just now were in a violent mood. If we passed through this area, it would definitely be a disaster, but as long as we walked through those areas, it would be very bad. If we move forward in an area that is not stained with the smell of blood, I can guarantee that they will not attack us."
"But even like this, I still feel a little scared. If anything happens, we will all be here." Zhao Manyan said in a cold voice.
At this time, Lingling glanced disdainfully at the two timid people who were about to shrink back, and said calmly: "Those idiots dug their own graves and alarmed six or seven Sand Howling Tigers, but they actually They still rushed into the Shawang River without knowing whether they were alive, and if they fought to the death with the Sand Howling Tiger, they might still have a chance to escape. Stepping into the Shawang River with such a big movement like them is no different from jumping into hell. The few of us only need to If we act with caution, and Sister Xinxia's spiritual magic protects us, it will be no different than crossing a dry river."
At this time, Xinxia also recovered from the panic, and she said with certainty: "If we follow the plan we made, there will definitely be no problem, but everyone must remember: before you get my permission, You must not use any magic in the Sand River. Once the aura of destructive magic is fluctuating, these white sand demon soldiers will subconsciously attack us, and by then the situation will be out of control."
Zhao Manyan and Chen Ying both nodded. They also knew that it was unrealistic to use their own power to compete with these demon soldiers in Shawang River, but as long as there were psychic mages around, everything would be fine.
?? Everyone returned to the tent with this shock, and they still didn¡¯t sleep well all night.
After all, the terrifying Shawang River is less than twenty meters away. God knows whether those terrifying white sand demon soldiers will crawl to the shore and attack the people on the shore.
With this uneasiness, everyone stayed up until dawn. The red sun in the east fell on the Shawang River with a bright red brilliance. The blood of the people last night had been dried, but it was illuminated by the bright red sun like this. , still so clear, reminding themThis giant long river of white sand is definitely not as peaceful as it looks. It is a place of narrow escape!
"How about one of us go down first and give it a try? It would be better than being wiped out all at once." Zhao Manyan said weakly.
"I also think this is good. Now that everyone has a clear idea, the question is who will go down." Mo Fan looked at Zhao Manyan with evil intentions.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohou was very sensible and did not show off, and handed over this heroic task to Zhao Manyan.
¡°Zhao Manyan really wants to give himself a slap in the face. He¡¯s so full that he¡¯s holding on, so what¡¯s the point of having such an extra mouth?
He still held on to a glimmer of hope and said to Zhang Xiaohou with a smile: "You are a soldier, you are first-rate in courage, you have two displacement skills, and you can run fast no matter what happens, I'll leave it to you."
Zhang Xiaohou waved his hand hurriedly and said to Zhao Manyan seriously: "I heard from Brother Fan that your defense is comparable to a thousand-year-old turtle. I think even if those white sand demon soldiers appear, your heavy protection will not be able to support us. Come to save you.¡±
Zhao Manyan looked at Mo Fan with a look of help.
Mo Fan shrugged and said with a serious face: "I am the DPS in this team, so you two are the most suitable for this kind of thing."
Zhao Manyan looked helpless and looked back at Xinxia.
"Go ahead, you'll be fine, but you still have to remember not to use any magic until I give you clear instructions, as that will only put you in danger" Xinxia said softly.
Zhao Manyan had no choice but to walk into the Shawang River. How could he describe his mood as uneasy?
He tiptoed, his heart beating violently every time he stepped on the white sand!
The sound of whimpering wind coming from the front came to his ears. In his opinion, it was not a giant river that had dried up at all, but a terrifying road to the underworld.
¡°Bang~~~~~~!¡±
Before he took a few steps, layers of white sand waves appeared around Zhao Manyan! ! !
Dozens of white sand demon soldiers suddenly appeared next to him!
They stand majestically, their tall bodies like warriors wearing white armor! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com