Versatile Mage’s Holy Spirit Judgment

Chapter 217 Ye Xuan is not the Virgin!Not to mention putting yourself in danger...

At night, the bright moonlight shines down. In this long and endless Shawang River, the white sand looks particularly quiet, just like the ordinary grains of sand that can be buried underneath, There are countless dangers and disasters.

Zhang Xiaohou skillfully set up two tents. Men and women entered the tents separately. There were a few sentries left outside, namely Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Ye Xuan. They were capable of both offense and defense. If the White Sand Demon Soldiers suddenly broke out, they would be Can hold on for a while.

Don't think that high-level mages can move freely here. It may be easy to kill forty white sand demon soldiers, but if they face a steady stream of enemies, they can only wait to be torn into pieces.

In the quiet night, Ye Xuan sat on the rock next to the camp, looking into the distance. With the shadow system, the visibility in the dark night was far richer than that of ordinary people.

"It's been a long time, do you want the monkey to come out and help you?" Unknowingly, it was already late at night, and Mo Fan jumped up and came to the side.

Ye Xuan shook his head, "Forget it, I still have plenty of energy. Xiao Hou wasted a lot of magic energy and physical strength by attracting the Sand Howling Tiger today. Let him replenish it for the time being. The road tomorrow will only be more dangerous, but full of challenges... "

Stay vigilant until a moment later, the sound of fighting came from an area not far away, and the sound waves of the fighting gradually moved into the Shawang River. This was a very unwise choice. The White Sand Demon Soldier fell asleep and was disturbed. When he wakes up he is in a state of rage.

The ones who gradually revealed their figures and were running away in panic were the mage hunting team they had just met this afternoon. They seemed to have provoked six or seven Sand Howl Tigers. With such a configuration, they didn't even have a high-level mage among them, so they naturally had to deal with it. No.

"Tsk, it's just a team of mid-level mages. They think they are very experienced hunters, so they dare to form a team and break into the desert. Now it seems that they will have a hard time surviving."

Ye Xuan knew that they would not survive, so he was still sitting calmly on the rock, without any intention of rescuing them. If there were only six or seven Sand Howling Tigers, he would not suggest taking action, as he could still get some benefits from it.

But they had already entered the Shawang River, and the blood dripping from the wounds on their bodies completely awakened the terrifying existence under the river!
Although Ye Xuan is indeed the type who is willing to help others, it depends on the person and the situation. If the prerequisite is to put himself in danger to take action, he will be those unrelated people. He is not the Holy Mother!
The seemingly calm white sand exploded one after another, and a total of forty or fifty white sand monster soldiers stood up with their three-meter-high bodies, their wild reddish-brown pupils staring closely at the group of hunting mages.

Then...

"Ah!!!!" Miserable screams could be heard endlessly. The originally quiet and peaceful night was directly destroyed. Blood spattered on the spot, adding bright colors to the sand. The white sand demon soldiers became furious and chopped them into pieces. Already…

The commotion was so loud that everyone who had already slept peacefully walked out of the comfortable tents one after another. Looking at this scene, most people were trembling. The feeling that hit their souls was so clear. This is indeed a dangerous place in Dunhuang!

"I'm going. How about this time, let's just treat it as a trip to Dunhuang? Then we go back to find our respective mothers?" Zhao Manyan became scared on the spot.

In fact, this may not be a bad idea, but Mo Fan must have thrown it out of his mind. He is the key to the real purpose of this trip, so there is no reason to give up halfway.

Likewise, he didn't force it. If he was really afraid, he would turn around and leave. He didn't say anything. He had never imagined that this seemingly peaceful Shawang River could be so terrifying!
"Xinxia, ​​are you sure your spiritual magic can appease these violent white sand demon soldiers?" Chen Ying said with lingering fear as she looked at the bloody scene.

No one would think of burying her life here. The biggest supporter is Ye Xinxia, ​​at least for now. Chen Ying still doesn’t know the specific strength of Ding Yumian...

Her body also trembled, and Ye Xinxia said slowly, "The reason why those white sand demon soldiers are violent is because they are stained with blood. This is the fundamental problem. We just need to avoid that area. The ordinary white sand demon soldiers, It can be comforted." Lingling saw this situation, adjusted her emotions, and quickly summarized the root cause, her expression instantly turned disdainful, "She likes to seek death so much, she attracted six or seven sand howling tigers, and even brought injured If they can still survive if they step into the boundless and terrifying Sand River, I will give them the title of Master Hunter!"

In summary, when entering the Shawang River, don't bring anything that can cause them to move, including blood and magic, which are the two most taboo things.

After witnessing this bloody scene, everyone returned to their respective camps to recharge their batteries and wait for tomorrow's challenge.Ding Yumian was a bit withdrawn and could not blend in for the time being. Taking advantage of the bright moonlight, she also came to the rock.

Ye Xuan is the only one on shift now. As for Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, they have already gone in and slept soundly. They will also be the main force tomorrow, so they will naturally have to recover well.

He seemed indifferent.

……

The night is long, but fleeting. At dawn, the bright colors of the sun rise in the east. The blood-drenched tragedy last night has long dried up, but looking at it from a distance, one can still think of the tragic scene yesterday.

In front of the Shawang River, Mo Fan seemed to have remembered something, patted Ye Xuan next to him, and said with hope:

"Ye Xuan, I remember you have a sub-dragon, right? That huge body is enough to fly all of us over. This seems to be easier!"

Good idea, really good idea...

However, we have to see what is in front of them...

It’s the Shawang River!

With tens of thousands of demons living below, how could there be only white sand demon soldiers?

Shocking things like the monarch are indispensable. If they feel that there are flying objects passing by in the sky, which makes the master here upset, it is estimated that they will all be buried here just for a moment.

After analyzing the pros and cons, everyone immediately gave up the idea, and then sent Zhao Manyan down to test it out. The surrounding white sand surged up, and the three-meter-high white sand demon soldiers were holding sharp blades. Their reddish-brown pupils were full of anger!
Ye Xinxia quickly drew the spiritual star map, and with a burst of spiritual ripples of wind blowing, it directly calmed the white sand demon soldiers and caused them to turn into scattered sand and disperse.

At this point, people and horses are going down one after another, and Ye Xinxia has always maintained the continuity of the mental star map. This consumes a lot of magic energy, but it can protect the enemy to the greatest extent.

After going back and forth for more than a kilometer, we gradually got further and further away from the shore, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn. Now if I want to turn back, I might as well go to the terminal...

(End of this chapter)