V1.C629 (1/2)

The moon sets and the red sun rises from the horizon, giving people a warm feeling.

Xuanchang breathed a sigh of relief. The sun came out and made his heart clear. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was too big. People could be roasted to dry by day, but frozen to death at night.

Even if his physical fitness is countless times stronger than ordinary people, if the temperature is too cold, it will be affected.

In one night, he didn't find any sign of the crane. The tail animal had the wisdom of human beings and was more cautious than he imagined.

”This civet cat can hide well.” In a low voice, Xuan's eyes slightly coagulated. He felt again that it was a mistake that he didn't bring the perception of ninja.

This idea did not last too long, because the sky suddenly began to wind, as if in an instant, the sky is already a dark, windy sand sky, the cloud top general toward this side.

”What a sandstorm.” Xuan's eyes were slightly empty, his eyes were full of jade, and his eyes were spinning. The wind and sand were separated automatically three feet away from his body.

In his eyes, there is a huge chakra flowing in the center of the sandstorm. Although the writing wheel eye can't see the acupoints as clearly as the white eye, the general chakra flow is OK.

”I'll take it if I run out myself.” With a slight smile, xuanshuangtong began to rotate, and the huge chakran didn't make any hair. He just waited for the other party to start directly in the near future.

But at this time, two strong chakras burst out from both sides, and a thick voice sounded, ”wind escape, vacuum flow!”

Under the strong chakra, the wind and sand in front of him suddenly solidified, and then rushed up crazily, as if he had been evacuated by a strong force.

Between breathing, all the sandstorms disappear, as if everything just illusion.

A thunderous roar came, lost the cover of the wind and sand, a whole body like a monster composed of white gravel appeared, much like a civet cat, body with violet tattoo, complex and changeable, as if in the meaning of the God in the wind.

One tail, watch the crane!

Xuan didn't look at the crane, but turned his eyes to another direction. There, a figure appeared on the sand dunes. He was about 30 years old. His eyebrows were not angry and he was proud. He had strong short whiskers on his chin.

In addition to him, there are other people on the other side, who look a few years older than him, with a soft complexion, without any special purpose, standing there so calmly.

At the moment of the appearance of the guard crane, a large net falls from the sky, and the fierce chakra flows on the Internet. The rune paper with various complicated incantations clings to the net and fastens the crane.

There are four people in the four corners of the net. Xuan's eyes of writing wheels are swept lightly. Two peaks are tolerant and two elites are tolerant.

Shouhe roars up to the sky and struggles violently. The huge net also sways. The desert seems to be shaking. Four ninjas firmly hold on to the four corners of the net, and the seals in their hands change rapidly. The strong chakra circulates on the Internet to firmly suppress it.