There is a kind of horrifying creature scattered throughout this long sandy river. They are the White Sand Demon Soldiers. Standing on the raised Gobi land and looking forward, it is a sinking dry land.
It is said to be a river, but in everyone's opinion, it is more like a sea, slowly sinking along the continental shelf. It is filled with some fine white sand, and the thickness of the sand varies. From a distance, one after another rises and falls. It's more like a rippling white ocean.
"Didn't you say that you can see white sand demon soldiers everywhere here? Why didn't I see any of them?" Zhang Xiaohou covered the sunlight with his hands and said as he looked out.
Everyone also had this question in their minds. At this moment, the field of vision was quite wide and they could see the white sand a few kilometers away. There was nothing moving in the sand, except for the occasional thin layer of white sand waves. No movement was seen outside.
At this time, Lingling took out a worthless internal organ of the Sand Howl Tiger from the package. She handed it to Zhang Xiaohou next to her and said, "Here, throw it away."
Zhang Xiaohou used all his strength to throw the viscera far into the Shawang River, only to see layers of waves of sand suddenly exploding in the calm white sand.
Among the sand waves, three-meter-tall half-giant creatures holding sand swords stood up. They gathered neatly around the viscera that smelled of blood, and observed it with vigilance. After that, they quickly turned into fine grains of white sand and were all scattered in the Shawang River.
The whole process only took a few seconds, from a calm white sand land to a sudden surge of forty or fifty white sword giants, and then to the sand land returning to its previous calmness. Everyone looked at it with excitement. stunned.
"It's just such a small internal organ. How about so many creatures spewing out at once? If our group walked over, an army of white sand demon soldiers would appear." Zhang Xiaohou said with a look of astonishment.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan nodded so hard that they almost peed in fear.
Fortunately, I didn't step in directly. God knows how many white sand demon soldiers would suddenly emerge from the surrounding area.
"We'll camp and rest by the river today. It's almost getting dark and it won't be too late to set off at dawn tomorrow," Lingling said.
Let’s talk about the efficiency of setting up camp. No one can compare with Zhang Xiaohou.
This guy is like having a shot of chicken blood. He has endless energy every day and seems to be very enthusiastic about everything he does.
When everyone was resting, Zhang Xiaohou had already quickly set up the tent for everyone to rest. There are two tents in total, separated for men and women.
Mo Fan walked to Swift Star Wolf and combed the hair on Swift Star Wolf's neck neatly with his hands, while asking Xinxia who was sitting on it: "Are you tired?"
Ye Xinxia shook her head and was about to speak. Swift Star Wolf raised its big head with a resentful look on its face, as if to say that this question should be asked to it.
Mo Fan couldn't help but smile and patted the ghost wolf beast on its head.
The ghost wolf beast is also very hardworking. This way, it not only carried Xinxia, but also carried little loli Lingling, whose physical strength was not as good as that of adults. Lingling was petite and delicate, and Xinxia was slender. The two girls together were probably not as heavy as Mo Fan alone. The Swift Star Wolf seemed resentful that this time it couldn't bear the brunt of the battle like before.
"Those White Sand Demon Soldiers seem to just want to protect their territory. They are not as violent as the Sand Howling Tigers. I should be able to appease them." A smile appeared on Xinxia's face.
Look at the thin beads of sweat on her forehead. After all, Mo Fan still felt pity, but it was obvious that she was in a happy mood, because she had never been to such a place, and she had never fought side by side with him.
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Night falls quickly.
The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi is huge. When the last trace of warmth on this yellow-white land fades, the cold will come quietly.
The three girls had gone to sleep in the tent, and the three men took turns keeping watch.
Mo Fan was responsible for the rest of the night. When he got up, he felt like he was in another world. The coldness was blowing on him with the strong wind without any protection. It cuts people's skin like a knife.
Mo Fan lit a flame himself and threw it on the ground to form a small bonfire.
He repeatedly practiced extinguishing and igniting these flames with bored eyes. After about half an hour, Mo Fan suddenly heard something moving in the distance.
Although it has the ability of night vision. But the sky was filled with fine white sand, and visibility was very low.
Mo Fan woke up Zhang Xiaohou and asked him to stay in the tent while he went to the side where the noise came from to see what was going on.
What sounded like footsteps came from the distance, and the sounds overlapped one after another. It was unknown how many creatures were running wildly in this Gobi wasteland.
Mo Fan arrived at a raised stone wall. He did not rush over rashly. He hid his body in a gap in the stone wall and looked forward. The view in front of him was not blocked by the fine white sand. Under the moonlight, he could clearly see something not far away. A small group of howling tigers are running wildly across the land.
Their roars were deafening, and the ground they stepped on continued to tremble.
Looking further ahead, a group of mage hunters were running away, looking terrified.
There were six or seven Sand Howling Tigers in total, and even Mo Fan's own team would run away when such a group appeared.
Under the moonlight, Mo Fan could clearly see two of the team of hunting mages, the mean woman with dark yellow skin and the black-bearded captain.
They had already panicked and fled towards the Shawang River.
It didn't take long for them to step into the white sand of the Shawang River. They didn't dare to stop at all and ran for about four to five hundred meters in a row.
And the group of Sand Howling Tigers that had been chasing them suddenly stopped by the river. They stood on the edge. Although they wanted to swallow those human mages very much, they didn't know why. He didn't dare to take another half step forward.
They stared, restless, and felt a sense of regret and annoyance that the duck had flown away.
When Mo Fan was wondering why the notoriously ferocious Sand Howling Tigers suddenly gave up the chase, a terrifying sight suddenly appeared in the Sand River, leaving Mo Fan dumbfounded and his scalp numb! !
I saw rows and rows of white sand demon soldiers rising from the wild white sand. The sand-turned swords in their hands were overlapping and slashing towards the group of hunting mages...
The group of people let out shrill screams, which instantly turned into flying blood all over the sky! (To be continued.)
