Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 139 The Scary Sand Lost River

"Mo Fan, hold Lan Muchen, don't really fight." Lingling whispered beside Mo Fan.

Fighting with hunter mages in the monster area can easily attract monsters, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Just as Mo Fan wanted to pull Lan Muchen, he saw plant vines rising from the ground, and a huge plant cage in the desert was instantly formed.

There are withered and yellow thorns and barbs in the emerald green plants, which make it impossible for people to get close.

Those hunter mages didn't even shake a few magic spells to shake the wall of thorns and vines. Instead, they were surrounded by more vines.

"Let's go, don't worry about them." Lan Muchen beckoned his teammates to leave.

These few came out in a short time, and when they came out, Lan Muchen and the others also walked away.

Lingling wanted to use Master Hunter's certificate to suppress them, but Lan Muchen solved it so easily.

The remnant bones of the Sand Howling Tiger were not yet cold, which could easily attract monsters. The team of hunter mages did not dare to taunt any more, and broke through the tough plant prison at the fastest speed.

These people are nothing more than greedy, and they wanted to share a piece of the pie with their prey, but they didn't expect Lan Muchen not to give them a chance.

The small episode was not worth mentioning, and the few people continued to walk on the rolling sand.

Zhang Xiaohou, Chen Ying and the others were shocked by Lan Muchen's speed and magic power in drawing the star map.

The cage just now is no worse than the middle-level third-level magic of the plant system. Lan Muchen can directly imprison the opponent without reacting.

This cultivation base is really terrifying.

According to Lingling's instructions, after one day of walking, the deserted land turned into Gobi with countless exposed rocks.

In the Gobi Desert, the frequency of Sand Howl Tigers has doubled, and they will encounter ferocious Sand Tigers after a short walk.

The general situation is to go around as long as you can, and the magic power of the demon land is very important.

If you can't get around it, just play heartily.

If there are too many sand tigers, Lan Muchen will solve it, after all, he also has itchy hands.

Even the Sand Howling Tiger at the advanced stage couldn't stop Lan Muchen's ice magic.

There were no dangers along the way, and they finally came to the Wangsha River area.

Once it is controlled by the vine cage, what awaits the sand tiger is the Phoenix Fire Ice Luan.

Ye Xinxia finally understood why Brother Mo Fan invited Lan Muchen, the powerful Zhanlan Phoenix Fire was too reliable.

The Shawang River is a plateau stream that has been dry for many years. After years of wind erosion, the entire river has become extremely wide. Even if you look at the Shawang River on the map, it looks like a long earth-colored dragon lying on the ground. On the land of Dunhuang, its length is nearly half of Ganlong Province, and its narrowest place is probably about ten kilometers long!
Among them, there is a frightening monster named Baisha Demon Soldiers, the number of which is frightening.

Seen from a distance, the Shawang River looks like a sinking dry land. It is said to be a river, but it looks more like an ocean of undulating white sand.

The field of vision is very wide, but within a few kilometers, there is not a single Baisha demon soldier except Baisha, and the sand doesn't even move.

This made several people very puzzled, didn't it mean that there are so many demon soldiers in Baisha?
Lingling took out a piece of Sand Howl Tiger's internal organs and asked Zhang Xiaohou to throw it into the white sand. Zhang Xiaohou mustered all his strength and threw the internal organs far away.

Suddenly, layers of sand waves exploded in the white sand, and half-giant creatures holding sand blades stood up from it. They neatly surrounded the internal organs that smelled of blood, and raised their knives and dropped them.

The internal organs, which were originally small, turned into pieces of scum.

Then the white sand demon soldiers turned into fine white sand and flowed into the Wangsha River.

The whole process took a total of a few seconds, from a calm white sand field to a sudden surge of forty or fifty white sand sword giants, and then to the calm white sand field.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Zhang Xiaohou complained about those white sand demon soldiers with a look of horror, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan followed suit and nodded, "Nah, I was almost scared to pee."

A small piece of sand tiger internal organs can attract dozens of white sand demon soldiers. If humans step on it, God knows how many sand demon soldiers will come out.

"If I'm alone, I can go through it alone, but I don't know how long the Shawang River is, and the magic energy may be exhausted halfway." Lan Muchen said lightly.

It was getting dark soon, and a few people camped by the river to rest, and decided to leave tomorrow morning after resting.

The bonfire was raised, and the firelight reflected on the faces of several people around.

Lan Muchen tied his blue fluorescent white hair behind his back, and said, "Since you are coming, you should have a way to get over."

There was a smile on Ye Xinxia's pure and charming face: "Those White Sand Demon Soldiers seem to just want to protect their territory. Their temperament is not as violent as the Sand Howling Tiger. I should be able to appease them."

Mo Fan was so excited that he almost wanted to hold baby Xinxia and kiss him.

Lan Muchen didn't look at them, Chen Ying lowered her head as if something was on her mind, Lingling looked at her partner with contempt, Zhao Manyan had nothing to say.

This guy Mo Fan has a really good relationship with women, every one of them is the best.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi desert is huge. The moon hanging high in the sky sucks away the last residual heat of this yellow-white land, and the cold comes quietly.

Lingling is young, and Ye Xinxia is Mo Fan's younger sister who is physically handicapped, so naturally they cannot be allowed to watch the night.

The two girls went to rest, Lan Muchen and the others were too embarrassed to let Chen Ying go outside, so they let her go to bed with Lingling and Xinxia.

The four men took turns to watch the night. Lan Muchen didn't like staying in the tent, so he sat quietly by the campfire and meditated.

The cold of the night did not affect him.

In the middle of the night, Mo Fan re-ignited the ignition, and hurriedly extinguished the flame after hearing overlapping hurried footsteps.

He greeted Lan Muchen and was going to find out.

Under the hazy moonlight, a small group of Sand Howling Tigers ran wildly. The group of mage hunters they were chasing could vaguely see the black-bearded man and the black-and-yellow woman from a distance.

Those who were slaughtered by six or seven Sand Howling Tigers didn't dare to stop at all, and they didn't even think that they had stepped into the terrifying Sand Lost River in their panic.

Even when they stepped into the white sand, they didn't stop.

And those sand tigers who were chasing after him stopped by the river, not daring to go beyond Lei Chi.

Although they really want to eat people, they dare not enter the Wangsha River, which shows how terrifying this white sand river is.

Just when Mo Fan wondered why these ferocious sand tigers were willing to give up their prey, rows of tall and terrifying white sand demon soldiers rolled up in the white sand.

Those people were already in shock from being chased, and they were powerless to resist the sand knives dropped by the Baisha demon soldiers.

...Screaming and screaming, blood flying...

A miserable cry echoed in the desert, and Lan Muchen and other sleeping people were all attracted to him.

"My God!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

The two girls, Ye Xinxia and Chen Ying, hid behind and covered their mouths, obviously terrified by the scene just now.

Lan Muchen, who was used to seeing blood and killings, took a look and went back to meditate.

Zhao Manyan's scalp was numb, his limbs were weak, and he half-jokingly said: "This trip to Dunhuang is not bad, why don't we go back tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)