Infinite Throne

   Chapter 883 Ten days and ten nights

   on the Black Wind Desert.

   After a night.

  In a black sand dune, several figures crawled out of the black sand in a woeful way.

  “Boom~”

  Irin pulled his legs out of the sand with a blank expression, making a negative pressure suction sound.

   "Bah ah ah!"

  Whether it was Jindan cultivators Jian Nanchun and Li Qianqian, or pink and tender new Lin Yi and Xia Xiaoman, when they climbed out of the dunes, they all made the same action: spit sand.

  Jian Nanchun originally said it beautifully.

   said that he would not be so unlucky and would not easily encounter a black sandstorm.

   Unexpectedly, on the first night, they suffered a head-on attack.

   Fortunately, there were two Jindan cultivators in the team.

   They knew in advance that the black sandstorm was coming. Without further ado, they dug a pit in the ground. The four of them hid in the pit. Jian Nanchun made a cover with "Qianji" and made a temporary "basement". The four of them hid under the sand and finally avoided this wave of black sandstorms.

  Although they did not witness the terrifying black sandstorm with their own eyes, throughout the night, continuous vibrations came from above the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella. Until now, Jian Nanchun's hand holding the umbrella is still shaking involuntarily, as if the plate is broken.

   Several people climbed out of the sand.

   Jian Nanchun was crying and sad.

   At this moment, the white paper umbrella transformed by his special Qianji sword was full of potholes, and even a few small holes were broken.

  Irin put a "cleansing technique" on himself and brushed it from head to toe. He inadvertently saw the miserable state of the Qianji Sword, and laughed dumbly: "Brother Jian, your sword... doesn't seem to last long."

   "What do you say!"

   Jian Nanchun endured the heartache, quickly squeezed out a few drops of blood essence, dripped it on the paper umbrella, and put it away.

   When he remembered that Chao Rushuang was still waiting for him to rescue him somewhere in Shahai, the pain didn't feel so much anymore. Jian Nanchun regained his strength, and Yun Danfeng smiled lightly: "The Qianji Sword is not an ordinary flying sword, it is ever-changing and mysterious. Senior brother only needs a few drops of blood essence to nourish the sword spirit, and it can be repaired in a blink of an eye. "

"Strange." On the side, Li Qianqian patted the sand on his body casually after spitting out the sand, and wondered, "It is said that in the black sand sea, the black sandstorm may not be encountered once a month, why did we just come in and encounter it. what?"

  Irin finished cleaning, coughed twice, and said nothing in silence.

   Of course, after Li Qianqian talked to herself, she didn't bother anymore, it was just a small probability event.

   The four of them finished sorting and set off on the road again.

   In the raging black sandstorm overnight, the four of them were alone under the sand, and the four of them spent the whole night alone. But when they saw the sun again, they found that the surrounding sand dunes and shapes had all changed. There was originally a flat desert not far away, but after a night, a continuous sand dune hundreds of meters high rose out of thin air, forming a mountain, which was amazing.

   This kind of power that can be changed in a blink of an eye, even a Jindan cultivator is not easy to achieve. This is completely the power of heaven and earth and the anger of nature. From this side, we can see the horror of the black sandstorm last night.

After Jian Nanchun put away the Qianji sword, as the leader of the team, he took the initiative to walk up to a few people and comforted: "You don't have to worry, before we went deep into the sand sea, we encountered a black sandstorm ahead of time, which may not be a bad thing. Maybe if you go further in, you won't meet again."

   "Cough cough..."

  Irin coughed.

   He really wanted to stop Senior Brother Jian from setting up a Flag for him, but he didn't know how to say it.

  Li Qianqian nodded in agreement.

   Yi Rin once again used the water in the water bag to perform a "Water Mirror Tracking Technique" in front of Li Qianqian.

  This time, the water mirror is no longer one red and one green, but two red and one green, a total of three light spots, flickering and flickering.

  Li Qianqian also came up, and the secret path was outrageous.

   This tracking spell is too intuitive, right?

   On two red dots, one of the red dots has "one" written next to it, and the other red dot has "two" written next to it. One is the location of Chao Rushuang, and the other is the origin of coordinates left by Yi Rin before entering the sand sea. Everything is clear at a glance.

   "Hey, Junior Brother Lin, can you learn this weird spell, Senior Sister?"

  Li Qianqian looked at her with hot eyes, but she was not shy, she squeezed it directly, surrounded by the fragrance, winked like silk, with her index finger in her mouth, a gesture of "as long as you are willing to teach you what you want".

   Not waiting for Yi Rin to refuse, but Xia Xiaoman's face flushed with anger, like a ripe apple, she pushed Li Qianqian away violently: "Senior sister, please respect yourself!"

   "Oh, I'm kidding with Junior Brother Lin, Junior Sister, please don't get involved. You're not as old as me!"

  Li Qianqian said, her pectoral muscles were quite full and round. It's easy to misunderstand, she said big, whether it is "generation" or "age". After standing up, Li Qianqian stared at Xia Xiaoman with a half-smile but seemed to see through Xia Xiaoman's thoughts.

   "It's okay, Junior Sister understands me." Yi Rin smiled calmly: "Because I was also about to say Senior Sister, please respect yourself."

  Li Qianqian: "…"

  …

  Li Qianqian has a heart.

   She knew that in front of so many people, it was not easy to dig some secrets from Junior Brother Lin.

   She didn't change her smile, as if she didn't understand the words "rejecting people from thousands of miles away" in Yi Rin's words, and waved her little hand: "I hate it~ Junior Brother Lin is really good at joking."

   In this little episode, before they even had time to interject, the four of them went back on their way.

Jian Nanchun had no intention of joking at all. Following the positioning of Yilin's "Water Mirror Tracking Technique", they re-locked in the direction of Rushuang, meditated on the spot and recovered almost, so they rose again with their swords and moved towards the positioning. run in the direction.

  Li Qianqian rode the spirit snake, but it didn't consume much.

  Irin opened the hook, and there was no pressure.

   But this long journey was undoubtedly a big challenge for Xia Xiaoman. Flying and flying, she can't chat while flying like other people, she can only grit her teeth, run the exercises silently, and on her bright and clean forehead, dense sweat gradually oozes out.

   Yi Rin was really impressed by Xia Xiaoman.

   Little Junior Sister, she seems to regard this trip to the sand sea as an experience.

After recognizing the master with blood, Frost Snow Sword was a little awkward at first, but Frost Snow Sword and Xia Xiaoman were very similar. After a few days of running-in, Xia Xiaoman could easily control Frost Snow Sword, and Yu Jian flew steadily. , rush to rush, turn to turn, very skilled.

   In the vast sandy sea, it is impossible to tell the difference between east, west, north and west. When the four of them are tired, they rest in place. After meditating, they continue to take off. One flight is a day.

   The scope of this black sand sea is wider than imagined. After flying for two days, there is still no end of black sand in front of you, which makes people feel helpless.

   It was night.

When    flew to an unknown corner,

   The smooth breathing of the four stagnated at the same time.

   In the air, there is a familiar heaviness again.

"again?"

   Jian Nanchun was shocked.

  Li Qianqian's complexion changed drastically, she never expected that the black sandstorm that had just been shaved last night will come again tonight!

   How come!

Yi Rin reacted faster than them. He immediately pulled Xia Xiaoman and landed on the dune. He chose a spot and waved to Jian Nanchun, who was blue-faced: "Brother Jian, come here, it's suitable for digging a hole! Yours! The Thousand Machine Sword is infinitely mysterious, and it must have almost recovered!"

When Jian Nanchun heard this, his face turned black, his fingers trembled, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and he landed beside Yi Rin and Xia Xiaoman, his palms flew, and he landed, using his real energy Make a big hole.

  …

   This journey is destined to be a torment for Jian Nanchun.

   He had no reason to refuse.

  Because the morning is like frost, it is in the depths of the sand sea.

   But what he could not have imagined was that what happened in the Black Wind Sand Sea did not match the legend!

   What about once a month?

   It is said that ordinary people can't encounter black sandstorms?

   Ten days later.

  When the four of them climbed out of the bunker again and spit out the sand in their mouths expertly, “Bah, Bah, Bah”, the same words seemed to be written on the faces of the four of them—“Egg hurts”.

   This is the tenth time.

   They walked in the black sand sea for ten days and suffered ten black sandstorms.

After the    encounter, as soon as he noticed something was wrong, Jian Nanchun didn't need anyone to remind him, he took the initiative to dig a hole, squat down, and put on a hood.

Jian Nanchun's face was black and he flicked his Qianji sword. The "white paper" on the paper umbrella was almost torn, as if it had been stabbed back and forth by something, and only the ribs were left on the umbrella, looking extremely miserable. , no longer the former force.

   "Hey~~ Junior Sister, Junior Sister, where on earth are you!"

  Jian Nanchun lamented, he squeezed a few more drops of blood on the Qianji Sword, his face paled a bit.

   In the past ten days, Jian Nanchun lost a lot of weight, as if a layer of flesh was blown away by the wind and sand, and those who saw it felt distressed.

But saying he was distressed, Yi Rin didn't actually feel distressed, he secretly stuffed a chicken leg wrapped in oil cloth into Xia Xiaoman's arms, kicked the skateboard to the sky, and while repositioning towards Rushuang, by the way From a height, observe the terrain changes after the black sandstorm ravages.

   Suddenly,

   On the high-altitude skateboard, Yi Rin, who was performing the water mirror technique, was slightly taken aback.

  I saw that in the smooth water mirror, there should have been two red and one green dots on the radar, but there was only one dot left.

  —the only green light.

   (end of this chapter)