Chapter 377： Devouring psychic fire (4) (2/2)
Along the way, the wind and sand occasionally lifted the yellow sand buried underneath for many years, revealing the skeletal bones visible below. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the yellow sand was rolling towards both sides, and more bones were exposed on the ground. Unlike the dead bones visible all the way, these bones exuded a strange smell.
Judging from the bones, we can see that these bones should be extremely powerful fighters during their lifetime. Maybe there were battle flags hunting here, and the Jinge Iron Horse had carried out a very fierce killing. Maybe the land was red and stained with blood. Yes, but all this has been buried under the yellow sand, buried in history.
The setting sun was tilted westward against the ridgeline of the desert, and the ground was dull, showing a layer of crimson, as if the blood was soaked into the yellow sand. The quicksand under the feet was hot, as if it was sprayed with hot blood. temperature. Xiao Yan raised his head and looked at the vast vastness in the distance. It was deeply touching that he seemed so small.
”History is always too heavy, we don't know what happened here before, but the desert sunset, yellow sand and white bones, this gray color is always very sad.” Zhen Ni stood beside Xiao Yan, and stretched out her hand. I sighed at the messy hair.
Xiao Yan nodded, still not speaking, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.
The wind is even more urgent, like a sharp claw, peeling off the desert one layer and another layer; more yellow sand is rolled up, and the desert rises with a heat wave, like a gray cloud Sand fog makes it difficult for people to breathe.
The orange-red light of the sunset blended into the hazy mist, and the sky became more bleak. A touch of black appeared on the horizon, and the night was about to fall. Under the dim light, a layer of dark red appeared on the yellow sand. The greasy smell is like the lingering stubbornness for thousands of years.
As everyone saw, the bones stretched along the continuous undulating sand dunes, winding like a wave in the sea to the White Throne.
”If I remember correctly, before I looked down at the Throne of the Bone Bone from above, it was a place where the yellow sand storm was like turbulent waves and emptying the waves.” Le Shaolong opened his mouth slowly and frowned, ”But when we got here, Everything is different, it has become the quietest place, at least for now. ”
Le Shaolong's words suddenly made everyone's hearts sink.
Recalling what I saw before, everyone's hearts were violently beaten by the uneasiness in their hearts. In addition to the sound of the wind, it was terribly quiet. Only the sound of ”bang” echoed in the desert covered with bones.
Wind, rolled up a bone of a forearm, withered five fingers grabbed forward greedily, the whitish knuckles accompanied by sobbing yellow sand, like a night ghost crying, less than three inches away from Xiao Yan's chest, The guard's vindictive trembling slightly fragile, broken into several sections fragile, fell to the desert, five fingers facing the sky, trembling a few times, it seems very unwilling, the whole scene is strangely palpitating.
Ziying clutched Xiao Xiao's arm tightly, her nails sunk deep inside, her beautiful little face was pale, and her talking eyes were full of trembling. Ziying Ziqiang is also a girl who feels nauseous and fearful about these things instinctively.
Zhen Ni also felt that the temperature suddenly dropped a lot, and a chill spread in her heart. Although she did not seem like Ziying on the surface, she still clenched her shoulders subconsciously.
The night breeze was very cold, and everyone was slightly stiff. They looked towards Xiao Yan and waited for the next instructions.
”The way to go must go down.” Xiao Yan watched for a long time, and his erect figure was as straight as a javelin in the haze, and like a black reef. He stood still despite the storm. Everyone ’s faith.
After speaking, Xiao Yan backhanded out the ancient flames, and the flaming fire became the indicator light in this misty desert.
Along the way, everyone was silent, only the turquoise sky fire beating quietly.
The night was getting thicker and denser, the sand and the sea were vast and deserted, and everyone turned over a few uneven sand dunes to slowly move forward, and saw a few long-eroded sandstone ruins standing there alone, as it appeared in the vast desert. desolate.
Under the night, the phosphorous fire beat and turned several sand dunes. A white light path appeared in front of everyone. The path meandered straight and pointed to the Throne of White Bone. The surrounding open space and sand dunes were hidden in the haze. fathom.
”How can this happen?” The crowd clenched their weapons, watching all the surrounding scenes fade away in silence, leaving only a path in front of them, but the crowd didn't feel any of this. The situation is weird and trembling.
”Keep your heart, go on.” Xiao Yan bit his lip, and the power of the soul seemed to be shielded. The search range was extremely limited and did not bring him anything.
”The answer will always appear, maybe it's right in front.” Xiao Yan said, and set foot on the vast road ahead.
The path was white, with a thick layer of mist floating, isolated from the exploration of the power of the soul. From a distance, there was a dreamy beauty, but as soon as I stepped on, the purple shadow jumped back with a ”wow”, hand Covering his chest, the curve was undulating like waves, startling.
When everyone looked at it, they were shocked to find that the path was made of countless white skeletons, dense and pale, with phosphorous blossoms floating on it, and the resentful white mist formed faintly roaring, Countless roars disturbed the hearts of everyone, as if there were countless ghosts and wild ghosts in it, and they were trying to choose people to eat.
No wonder Ziying is so abnormal. Even Zhen Ni clasped Xiao Yan's arm tightly, her soft body was shaking gently, her teeth were biting her lips purple, and her eyes seemed to be faint. Uneasy ripples.
The shroud of shouting war has long been held up, and the golden shouting tiger is like a golden sun, shining brightly, protecting everyone rigorously.
But something more weird happened. Those fluttering phosphorescence and sobbing noises regarded the shroud of shouting war as nothing, and came in without any effort, and surrounded the crowd, which was strange.
The storm stretched out her hands, vindicated her body, and lightly touched the strange phosphorescent light, but was surprised to find that her hands did not have any discomfort, as if all this was just to disturb the hearts of everyone. Xiao Yan said earlier, ”Keep your heart ”It is prescient.
As soon as I cast an admiring look on Xiao Yan, the storm discovered the troubles. The endless phosphorescence and the whining layer of looming cascades, wrapping everyone in the middle. Although they have a fighting body, they cannot stop it. That invisible sound wave disturbed everyone's mind.
However, for a moment, everyone's face gradually became pale, and his expression was a little embarrassed. Someone beside the eardrum seemed to be constantly talking about its misfortune, its loneliness, people's mind was disintegrated, and their consciousness was blurred.
With such anxiety, only one cold arrow can make everyone fall into despair. Thinking of this, the storm was shocked with cold sweat, and the staff was blooming with a soft light, but he was weakly released because he found that the wind Can't stop this **** everything.
The business alliances that can influence the world are selected for elite training. In addition to loyalty, they must be outstanding among similar people. Already when the staff of the storm was raised, the crowd had already reacted and attacked one after another, looking out from afar, the colorful fighting spirits bloomed brilliantly in the white mist.
I have to say that everyone ’s response was very fast. I was panicked, but even after I calmed down, I still had to say that the result was very weak. Whether it is starlight, lightning, or wind and mist, you can't get rid of the mist, such as epiphyseal anthrax. Weird.
When the crowds were at a loss, a blue-gray light radiated from the sky, and the sounds of phosphorescence and sobbing were afraid to dodge, such as the tumbling waves receding around, turning around three feet outside the crowd, it seemed extremely unwilling.
Above them is a turquoise fire lotus, which looks like Wen Yu, which is Xiao Yan's mixed sky fire. Fire lotus is not big, but every time it rotates, it emits an extremely fiery light, sacred and inviolable.
The sky fire was just in the mist and the mist was evil, and just happened to overcome each other, everyone finally took a breath.
With the help of Skyfire, everyone walked on the uneven white bone road, each step was a crisp bone cracking sound, accompanied by misty fog, from time to time, a sickening smell drifted, and the indescribable dullness was in the hearts of everyone. Backlog slowly.
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