Boom!

The spiritual mask suddenly bursts around and blows some of the remaining sand on it.

The two figures inside, the void stood there, looking down.

Looking at the sand and the purple in the distance, the night feathers frowned and wrinkled a bit, some strange words: "This sandstorm comes from a strange life."

After the recent sandstorm, the mountains below have been buried a third, and some valleys have been directly filled to form a huge pothole.

From the air, some of the sand that has not yet solidified flows slowly in the valley. Many trees uprooted by sandstorms slowly slip into the bunker and are swallowed up by purple sand.

It seems to be calm and abnormal, but it is hidden.

These purple sand grains slowly form a quicksand along the valley. Once the ordinary people step on it, unless there is more than nine levels of spiritual power, it will certainly be lost!

I don’t know how they are with Long Ye and the elders...

The night feathers looked at the old trees surrounded by the two people, swallowed silently by the sand pit, and there was some worry in the heart.

On the side of Bai Jinyi looked up at the sky, after the sandstorm, the sky was not expected to be cloudless.

Instead, there are a few white clouds floating quietly, but in the shadow of the mountains and plains, the few white clouds also reveal a few pale purple.

In the meantime, it seems that nothing happened here. It was originally such a desert scene.

"Let's go." After the night feathers sighed in the heart, and Bai Jinyi went on.

The two men were sinking at the same time. They did not choose to fly in the air, but fell to the ground.

Although the speed of this advance will be slower, it will be able to more clearly perceive the surrounding situation.

As for the quicksand under the feet, naturally it will not pose a threat to the two strong spirits.

Soon, the two left a long footprint on the sand surface full of wavy lines.

Turning over a hill, the night's calm face suddenly frowned.

Just now, a small sand slap on her face, the sand is small, the strength is also very light, but failed to escape her perception.

"The wind is up." The night feathers whispered, and the line of sight followed the distance.

It won't... is it a sandstorm coming?

Bai Jinyi also looked up, and the foot seemed to be the last mountain. Then there was an endless purple desert. In the depths of the desert, a purple mist was coming to this side.

At first glance, it looks like a mist, but the two know that it is not night, it is difficult to have water in this place!

The purple mist is actually some small sand.

"It seems that they should enter the depths of the desert, there is no spiritual fluctuations around them, and there should be no accidents." Bai Jinyi felt the spiritual power around him and said slowly.

The night feathers squatted and the sun sank, and the sight glanced at the endless purple desert.

The toes are lightly on the mountain peaks, and the night feathers float out like the front of the body, like a butterfly in the wind, falling on the sand sea.

Bai Jinyi shook his head and saw that he had to go up.

On the moment of falling on the sand, Bai Jinyi suddenly tightened his body for a moment, and then his eyes flashed a bit of surprise.

The temperature of this sand is so high!

"What's wrong?" The night feathers that had previously landed did not seem to notice the abnormality of the sand surface, and looked at Bai Jinyi from the side.

"Nothing, keep going." Bai Jinyi's eyebrows wrinkled with no traces, and the spirits were running at the foot, and the silk was burning.

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