The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

Chapter 214 214. Survival
The quicksand on this desert is indistinguishable, and you can only know its existence if you fall into it.

Even the Scorpion King didn't realize that this place still exists.

It was suspended in the air, and the dense crowd of scorpions followed closely behind it.

The attack that Pei Xihe drew with the Changming Hairpin was much weaker than the initial one.

When she realized that she was being swallowed by the quicksand, she promptly pulled out [-]% to [-]% of the collected spiritual energy to form a protective light film.

And the blossoming peach blossoms and pink light blades came towards the Red Scorpion King.

Murder lurks under the beauty.

The red scorpion king waved his tail like a ruby, and the red demonic light condensed on the tail needle, and immediately flew out to compete with each other.

The wind and sand drifted by, but the Red Scorpion King was not injured, it looked down.

With a slight wave of its tail, hundreds of small scorpions rushed in, and all of them were swept into the quicksand.

The spiritual intelligence of monsters in the late Jindan period is not weaker than humans.

There is a pity in its small eyes.

"It counts as bad luck for this person."

These little scorpions are all its subordinates and are controlled by it.

Once involved in it, it feels like all vitality is wiped out.

This desert is no ordinary desert.

Underneath it flows the fire power of the scorching sun world.

Even cultivators with fire roots or monsters with fire attributes cannot withstand this kind of power.

Being drawn into the quicksand, every grain of sand would turn into a scorching fire, roasting the monk's flesh and blood into flying ashes.

It landed gently from the air, with its nine-section scorpion tail pointing in one direction.

There is also the breath of other people's cultivation.

The scorpion swarm followed its command to stay away from here.

The Red Scorpion King looked back at the quicksand, and he had returned to his normal appearance.

From the bottom of its heart, it marked this place as a dangerous place, and fear flashed in its eyes.

The sound of Xixisuo sounded softly.

It was the red scorpions who evacuated here.

The small world is opened once every 500 years, and it is rare for monks to eat blood, so we can't let it go easily.

The Red Scorpion King is preparing for the next hunt.

At this point, the desert has once again regained its tranquility.

………………

Pei Xihe was not feeling well.

Hot, very hot.

The Changming hairpin was inspired by the aura she drew back in time, and turned into a protective light film.

Outside the light film is flowing sand, which is isolated from the terrifying high temperature and protects the flesh from being burned.

But I still felt like I was burning on a fire.

It was dry and hot.

The blue spar on her neck differentiated into tiny fluorescent lights, which escaped into Pei Xihe's body and continued to stabilize the six seals for her.

At this moment, Jin Yan, who had been silent for a long time, seemed to be aroused by the high temperature and became quite active.

Relying on the cold jade refined by Zhao Qingtang's condensed cold yin energy in the cold marrow, he could barely suppress it.

But the cold jade blue light on the neck also faded a bit.

The coldness contained in it is not endless.

She must get out of here as soon as possible.

The foundation building method is not afraid of cold and heat, but at this moment she is sweating from the heat.

The aura in the Changming Hairpin was rapidly being consumed.

She closed her eyes, mobilized all her thoughts, and explored her surroundings.

The high temperature around her when Nianli touched her made her feel the turmoil in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This temperature can even scald one's thoughts.

There must be mysterious fire attribute power in this sand and stone.

Pei Xihe opened her eyes.

This kind of magical power is extremely tenacious, even if there is a little damage, it still tenaciously extends out, exploring the surroundings clearly.

When she withdrew her thoughts, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The power of thought was tempered by this power. Although it became sluggish, it became more refined.

It is like the raw materials that have been hammered by craftsmen. Although the volume is reduced, the quality is increased.

The power of cultivating magic thoughts is the power of thoughts cultivated in "Tao Heart Seeding Demons", and it is already at an extremely high level.

It is not easy for this mysterious fire attribute power to help it improve by a little bit.

Under normal circumstances, Pei Xihe naturally wanted to practice a little bit, to temper his mind power, and make it a step further.

After all, there is no reason not to hurry up when an opportunity comes your way.

But now that the situation is urgent, she can't take care of these at all.

Surrounded by flowing sand.

Pei Xihe calmed down.

It has been recorded in ancient books.

The formation of quicksand is inseparable from groundwater, and groundwater is flowing, so when a person is completely swallowed by quicksand, it will also flow, and may be swept to other places along the current.

If the quicksand in the mortal world does not struggle violently, it will not sink quickly, and you can try to get out of the predicament.

The quicksand here swallowed her down in an instant.

But no matter what, the principle must be interlinked.

It's just that under such a high temperature, ordinary water can exist without being evaporated?

Her eyes lit up.

Stimulate the power of the ice spirit root in the body.

The ice and water come from the same source, mixed with thought power, and probed out again.

The pink light film protected her body and was carried by the flowing sand, but the speed gradually slowed down.

Pei Xihe didn't know how long it had been.

At this moment, the light film on the side is thin and precarious.

But there was a flash of light in her eyes.

The Jinghong knife in his hand swung out.

The astonishing knife gang took shape immediately and slashed directly towards one place.

The flowing sandstone was briefly interrupted, and the violent bombardment formed a cavity.

Pei Xihe immediately jumped into the pothole.

The knife in his hand didn't stop for a moment, and the knife breath roared, opening a path in one direction continuously.

The sand contains mysterious firepower, and it is not easy to break through it, as the spiritual power in the body is rapidly being consumed.

She gritted her teeth to mobilize the remaining spiritual power in the meridians in her body.

The seven and eight-colored jade steps are also trying their best to emit light and provide her with strength.

Originally covered by sand and stones, it was completely dark, but at this moment the sand and stones in front of him suddenly had some light.

It's not that the grains of sand are shining, it's that she has found a light source, which is also her way of life!
Pei Xihe was overjoyed from the bottom of her heart, twitched all her strength, swung the knife, and cut through the last barrier in front of her eyes.

The body rushed in through the gap.

She fell to the ground.

The light film is also broken.

But the whole body no longer has that terrifying high temperature.

A chill suddenly flooded into her senses.

Moist, with a refreshing cool air.

The big hole she opened just now has no checks and balances, and the quicksand flows again.

It is covered and blocked by a layer of faint water blue light film.

But Pei Xihe could clearly feel that when the quicksand flowed through the barrier, it was carried with water vapor.

She stood up.

It's not dark here.

The light from that layer of light film makes this place quite bright.

Seeing the scenery in front of her, she couldn't help but sigh secretly.

uncanny workmanship.

This is the force of nature.

The surrounding area is a stone wall formed by the solidification of sand and stone.

Pei Xihe licked her lips.

Senior Zhao Hanfeng said it really well.

Yin and Yang coexist, even if one is strong and the other is weak, there will not be only one side.

Under the quicksand in this desert, there is a hidden source of water.

In front of it is a spring.

It has a natural Taoist rhyme and spiritual power, forming an isolated light film shield.

The gurgling flow of the spring water gave her a feeling of incomparable lightness.

The keen six senses did not warn.

She simply sat on the ground, recovering from the trauma in her body.

(End of this chapter)