Chapter 118: The World of Sand
And then. Qixing [Pavilion Mobile] Station: During the Wap.Qixinge.cOm running, everyone looked up at the sky together|Like a summer thunderstorm season. It was sunny a second ago. The next second was the top of a dark cloud. At this moment. Thick clouds poured out of nowhere above their heads, as if they were being driven by something. At a terrifying speed, it quickly covered the entire sky. This moment. A sense of foreboding welled up in everyone's hearts.
The ten people led by Lu Rui are all masters of the Yuan Infant Stage. Running at a speed like a meteor chasing the moon. However. Their speed is not as fast as the speed of the clouds.
Ten people belong to the same practice, times. However, there is a difference in the accumulation of true elements. In addition, each person's comprehension of Xingyunbu is different. You can see a sequence. Thereinto. Lu Rui is the fastest. Wu Qingfu was only slightly half a shoulder behind him. Jiang and the others were about half a step behind. The slowest Liu Qingxiu was already more than ten steps away from Lu Rui.
Rui's face sank slightly. The figure is not paused. Extremely smooth pounce on the target. Arms raised. Between finger flips. A jet-black streamer burst out of his fingertips. The flying sword was already in hand. "Hum" a small whisper. The sharp flying sword was like an arrow from the string, and it shot into the area where the aura was surging in mid-air.
Rui itself is only about 100 meters away from the "eye of the array". Flying swords flew out. It's lightning fast. It's just a blink of an eye. The flying sword rushed to the area. Take a spin. Whistling softly, it quickly returned to Lu Rui's hand.
Rui's heart is awe-inspiring—just this moment of fleeting. The space that I thought was hiding the eyes of the array disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye!
The flying sword pounced into the air, and the loophole in the formation was instantly closed!
Sharp open lips. Qixing [Pavilion Mobile] Station: Wap.Qixinge.cOm is waiting to warn the disciples and disciples. But suddenly. Without warning. A vigorous force wrapped Lu Rui tightly, and this force was huge, spinning and tearing like a sea current. All of a sudden, Lu Rui's defensive circle shone brightly. His chest felt like something was crushing him. The voice was pressed tightly in his throat, and he couldn't speak. It's like he's not standing in the Primordial Forest at this time. Rather, it is a person who falls into the ocean and is about to be dragged to the deeper bottom by the undercurrent. Lu Rui had difficulty breathing. Chest tightness. This force. It can easily crush an unsuspecting Yuan Infant Master into meat foam!
But. Lu Rui is not defenseless, and he has been in war for a long time. The response to defense and counterattack is extremely swift. Yes. Although in the face of such a drastic change in the situation. His heart was heavy and calm. The true element in the body is running, and the defensive armor will be activated with all its strength in the breath, and once this layer of defense cover is activated. Immediately, I felt relieved. The tremendous force that squeezed and pulled him from all sides. It seems to have become mild all of a sudden. And very quickly. Even this gentle force was gone.
Lu Rui steadied himself in the air. There was a sharp and vigilant light in the tiger's eyes. Observe the changes around your body. A glance down. Lu Rui couldn't help but smile wryly—it was just a short time of less than a few breaths. It's no longer in the original space. Or rather. He was again fascinated by the change in formation. The doormen have lost their traces. Now in the middle of a desert!
Crown. It's a huge, blazing sun. Feet. It's hot and boundless yellow sand. The sand dunes stretch. Draw gentle and gentle curves. It's like a wave. Spread endlessly into the distance.
Observe quietly for a moment. The formation seemed to have stopped. No change for the time being. Lu Rui looked at the hot and twisted air. The small flying sword in his hand "buzzed" around his fingertips. Think about it. Jiang Qing and the others also had defensive shields on their bodies all the time. Presumably it is also safe. I just don't know. They were dragged to this Yellow Sand World just like themselves. Is it into another environment?
Whether it's a fantasy or not. It's no fun to be trapped in it. Or maybe. This formation is not just as simple as trapping people. The hidden machine also says not necessarily. If you can find the formation eye smoothly. Then it also added the possibility for Jiang Qing and them to get out of trouble.
Sigh slightly. Lu Rui was dissatisfied with himself. All the time. He thinks he's pretty good. But in front of the formation, the strength of the individual is so weak. They can't even bless those who follow them. This aroused Lu Rui, who had a strong sense of responsibility, to be competitive and unyielding.
Thoughts scattered. Easily. Unfold along the empty desert in all directions. Sand. It's still yellow sand. No other colors are visible. Monotonous at its core. Half a day. Lu Rui sighed. His divine thoughts covered an area of 1,000 square kilometers. The edge of the desert is still not visible. I still don't see a hint of a different color. Therefore. He changed the way he searched for his thoughts. Dip your mind into. I don't know why this sand is under it. There is a strong barrier to divine thoughts. It's expensive to explore. Luckily it was quick. Rui made a discovery.
The figure flies. It falls 1,600 meters to the southeast. The flying sword in his hand "swooped" into the bottom. It's like a small blender digging deep into the sand. Rolled up grains of sand were splashed everywhere. Not much. The flying sword made a subtle "ding" sound. Obviously, it bumped into something that Lu Rui "saw" in his mind. Retract the flying sword. Lu Rui's fingers scratched. A simple rune appeared on the fingertips. Forthwith. The aura turns into a bits of aura. A gust of wind suddenly rose from the space. That piece of sand is emptied. Revealing the white bones that had been buried under the sand.
This rune is a simple "Tempest Trick". The attack power is not strong. The effect of cleaning up debris is still good.
The white skeleton is intact. You can see it. It's a giant beast in the shape of a tiger. The beast's ribs were more than three meters long. There are also strange thin bones on the back of the shoulder. Looks like. If the flesh is still there. It should be the part that supports the wings. The skeleton of the winged monster is polished and smooth by grains of sand. It's like jade.
Rui reached out and held it. A little force. The skeleton was dragged out of the sand. Suddenly. Colorful brilliance flashes. In the scorching sun. This brilliance is so dazzling.
Sharp narrowed his eyes. Incredible look at the "saddle" still fixed on the back of the behemoth - from the position. and its shape is judged by the straps that tie around the waist of the behemoth. This should be a saddle.
Although buried deep in sand. The saddle still shimmered with a gorgeous sheen - the seats were covered with tiny treasures of various colors. Countless pendants adorn gemstones of different colors. Shine brightly. The gold and silver embroidered cushions shimmer faintly. The tentacles are soft and elastic. It's as if the saddle has always been a favorite of the owner. They are cared for with the utmost care. Instead of being buried under the yellow sand with the demise of the mount, I don't know the years.