However, Dong Yuan saw the boundless world around him, and the quicksands were like raging waves, sweeping the sky, surging and endless.

Did not see any figures.

At this time, the sunset has completely fallen, and the entire sea of ​​sand has fallen into endless silence, but it has caused the power of the sand to change, forming a wave of sand rushing and howling!

The entire sea of ​​sand is completely boiling!

In such an environment, even the Dongyuan of the Divine River Realm feels tricky.

The spiritual sense urged it to the limit and scanned the surroundings, but couldn't find anything...

In fact, as soon as the opponent noticed, Chu Chen led everyone out of this area that was destined to change, and escaped.

It took a stick of incense to return to the station on the boulder again, and Dong Yuan felt helpless.

But when he heard that he could not find anything, the place was already covered by a violent sand tide.

Wanshou, who looked like a teenager, frowned.

"Raging Sand Tide? This is a coincidence, but I did sense that a creature was watching in the dark just now..."

"It's okay!"

Facing Wanshou who seemed to be a little suspicious, Ji Mie waved his hand domineeringly.

"Everything is under our control, just a few small bugs, don't care. If you dare to come up, just kill it. This plan is very important and should not be underestimated. Everything is focused on finding our goal."

"Yes!"

Numerous members of Nine Days immediately bowed to salute when they heard the words, respectfully.

Obviously, in the Nine-Day Breaking Formation Group, the last three days have absolute control.

On the other side, thousands of miles away, Chu Chen and his party were driving the sand boat quickly in the dark.

Since the people of Nine Heavens occupied the huge boulder, it was naturally impossible for them to pass.

As the night darkens, the abnormal changes in the sand sea will become stronger and stronger.

Under the leadership of the Lingque scholar, everyone had to go around a big circle to find a new resting place.

Half an hour later, a tall giant shadow appeared in front of everyone.

This is a giant tree, but it has been dead for many years.

Only half of the trunk of the giant tree remained, about a hundred feet high.

The tree body is extremely thick, with a diameter of more than thirty feet, and there are a series of charred cracks at the top, which looks like it has been bombarded by thunder.

There are large and small gaps in the giant tree, which seem to be caused by the erosion of wind and sand over the years.

Under the leadership of the Lingque Scholar, everyone entered the largest tree hole, and immediately felt relaxed.

The if there is no crisis and malice that have always been around disappeared.

This unknowingly growing tree of lightning strikes in the endless sandy sea, but it provides a small place of refuge, so that it has not become a complete death Jedi after all.

After running the cultivation base a little and swallowing the pill to replenish the consumed spiritual power, everyone fell silent.

Chu Chen leaned on the edge of the tree hole and looked up, but saw that the surrounding world was vast and the night was invaded, and the quicksand had also lost the endless earthy yellow in the daytime, and was blackened by the night.

Looking up, but seeing the sky as ink and pitch black as the cover, there is a bright moon rising.

The clear and cold moonlight poured down, and where it was shining, the sand sea was faintly cold white, calm, indifferent, and unchanging.

But in the darkness where the moonlight could not shine, there was a hazy mist filled with it, with an incomparable demon aura.

Spiritual consciousness penetrated into the darkness, and then quickly retracted like an electric shock.

Chu Chen smiled bitterly, somewhat helpless.

Among all the people, he is probably the only one who has the super power of spiritual consciousness to know how terrifying the darkness that cannot be illuminated by the moon is.

Land of the Fallen God...

The Lingque scholar was right. In this endless sandy sea, places like huge rocks and lightning-struck trees are indeed small natural oasis.

The human monk walking in the sand can only be safe in such an oasis.

Once there is no habitat and fall into the endless dark sand tide, it is really not enough to explain its horror.

Not far from Chu Chen, Qingyuan sat on a horizontal broken wood, looked at the place where the members of the Nine Heavens Breaking Formation Group were, and sighed insignificantly.

Her life is actually very simple. Since becoming one of the nine days, she has devoted herself to protecting the interests and face of the nine days.

This time she saw the presence of a nine-day high-level, but it was the first time that she took the initiative to leave the team and re-examined this huge team from the perspective of another bystander.

The angle of the stand is different, and the things you see are different.

It can be seen from the people's jealousy of Nine Heavens in the Ancient Music Society that this behemoth in the little fairy world is really different from what she originally expected...

At this moment, Qingyuan felt his state of mind was in chaos.

She didn't know, where would she go after all?

Suddenly, a clear piano sound appeared in the ear.

Turning his head and looking, he saw Chu Chen sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the tree hole under the moonlight, playing gently with his hands on the black jade-like guqin.

The sound of the piano is cold and clanging, as if a long sword made of ice and snow is galloping horizontally and horizontally, with its own pride.

Qingyuan gritted his teeth lightly, then took out Guser and started playing.

Her piano sound was much gentler, like a wisp of soft wind fluttering, symphony with the sound of the sound of the sword, and also made the sword full of killing and arrogance more whirlpool.

Perhaps it is really because of the long-term cooperation, the two people's piano and Mingzhiyin unknowingly fit together perfectly.

As the saying goes, just can't be long, soft can't be kept.

At this time, the sword sound of Guqin and the gentle wind of Guser reflected each other, and they unconsciously coincided with the artistic conception of strength and softness, and under each other's increase, they continued uninterrupted and mighty.

Affected by the rhythm of the two people~lightnovelpub.net~ The others were idle in the dark, so naturally they took out their instruments and played.

This time I played completely casually, and did not deliberately ensemble the Divine Comedy, so the respective scores showed their true style.

The ancient xun in Ren Cangling is vast, majestic and majestic.

Qingsun Boy's flute sound is bright and active, extremely agile and full of vitality.

Guan Ying's erhu turned melodiously and endlessly.

Zhou Xuan's pipa is full of fighting spirit and full of momentum.

Lingque scholar's hole flute is full of free and elegant meaning, and it seems to be gone.

Music is the state of mind!

Regardless of how the overseas world changes, at this moment, everyone is also expressing their mood with the help of music rhythm. To some extent, this is actually stabilizing one's "Dao Xin".

While the seven were playing to their heart's content, the huge bright moon on the Boundless Sand Sea rose higher and higher.