Magic Punk

The yellow sand is like the sea and the desert is churning.

When the Red Sand Scorpion completely broke free from its shackles, the entire desert almost became its home field.

The reason why these guarding monsters are so impressive is that their bonuses in their own fields cannot be underestimated.

But Xi Ziquan still held the book and read, and the green donkey under the seat strolled leisurely, walking impartially on the waves on the sand sea, as if walking on flat ground.

Di Zijing lowered her head and smiled.

As expected, he is a suitable opponent for him.

With this thought in mind, the girl clenched her hands into fists, and then sprinkled countless tiny seeds on both sides of her body like a goddess scattering flowers.

And at the next moment, these seeds began to take root and sprout quickly, connecting with each other, forming a green shade covering the desert that was already floating like water, and forming a green ocean with each other.

Di Zijing's hand was like a miracle. After all, all things in the world can only grow with water, and in this desert where there is no grass and only yellow sand, water is undoubtedly the rarest and most precious thing.

It's as if the rules of the world have been changed.

But in fact, only Di Zijing understood that this was just a trick after all.

Because although there is no water here, he brought enough water with him just for this possible battle in the desert.

Although on the surface, the desert may not be his home court.

But in fact, what Di Zijing calls knowledge is growth, and its essence is to use light to promote it.

Di Zijing is essentially a member of the Xiguang clan whose origin is light and heat, and in the desert, the most indispensable thing is sunlight.

As for the home field, sometimes it’s really hard to tell.

The world began to grow.

There is water, there is light, there is air.

Grass and trees can then multiply.

Moreover, the so-called barren desert only appears barren because of drought.

The surging sea of ​​sand beneath her feet slowly stabilized under the roots of countless plants, and then those plants continued to grow, blooming and bearing fruit one by one.

Di Zijing smiled gracefully, calmly stretched out her hand and pointed forward.

Countless thorns swayed, and then the spikes on them shot out towards the Red Sand Scorpion above the sand sea.

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The yellow sand was vast in the distance, and Xuan Yi was completely unable to detect what was happening there.

All he knew was that there was fighting there, and a very fierce fighting at that.

And what I am best at is drawing chestnuts from the fire.

It is not a slow-burning charcoal fire underground like the forest realm.

But the flames were already burning in full swing in front of him.

He moved forward little by little, carefully and cautiously.

Although he is also quite expert in concealment, in fact, in such a desert, there are not many effective concealment methods after all.

Except for someone like Ye Ya who has the Green Wings that can be called an invisibility cloak, the best way to hide is to treat the sand as sea water.

Xuan Yi is a long snake swimming in the sea.

I didn't do this before because the movement was too slow after all, and the observation of the outside world was not detailed enough.

However, now I see the sandstorm in the distance becoming more and more intense, and emerald green oases forming in the desert. Sharp sand grains hit the young man's face from time to time.

Xuan Yi roughly measured the distance visually, and then slowly sank his entire body into the sand, slowly squirming his limbs and body muscles, holding a slender aluminum ventilation tube in his mouth, and headed towards the center of the battle like a snake. Swim away, hoping to find a better sniping spot.

Success or failure depends on this.

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Of course Di Zijing didn't know that someone wanted to be the oriole behind her mantis.

And the cicada in front of me is not a chirping cicada that can only disturb people's leisure by chirping.

Not only was it not barking, it was planning to bite.

Although the thorns and poisonous stings specially cultivated by Di Zijing are no less than a volley of attacks when fired, they can only leave white marks on the hard carapace of the red sand scorpion that does not deflect at all. .

We failed to break through the enemy's armor.

In terms of defensive power, this red sand scorpion is the strongest among the four guarding monsters that have appeared so far.

It controls the yellow sand under its feet, like riding on the fastest horse.

It is not in a hurry to attack. After all, the scorpion's aesthetic philosophy is to hold back and kill with one strike.

The missed attack just now made him disappointed, but he was also a little surprised.

After all, toys that are durable are good toys.

It has such a long lifespan that it never lacks patience.

After all, scorpions are one of the oldest living animals in the world.

Desert and oasis are an almost eternal contradiction in this endless sea of ​​death.

Where there is water, there is an oasis.

But almost all oases will gradually be buried under wind and sand.

There has been no so-called oasis in this desert for a long time, but now, when the little golden bug on the opposite side appears.

The place where she stood was where the oasis was.

The Red Sand Scorpion doesn't like water at all.

Don't like green either.

Thinking like this, the Red Sand Scorpion flashed the four pairs of red eyes on its head, taking in the nearly 360° surrounding field of vision into its perception.

The man who had been watching from the side the whole time was a nuisance and very unpleasant, but for some reason, his instinct told him that it was best not to cause trouble with that insect.

Even if you really want to look for them, you have to come one by one.

It had been too long since it had tasted the delicious and juicy flesh of this insect, and the one in front of it seemed to taste very good.

It really likes it.

Sand waterfall.

Of course, Scorpion has no spells, it only has thoughts and power.

When the mind comes, creation comes into being.

This is the most intuitive power, and it itself stands at the pinnacle of the Dongxuan Realm.

Then the endless yellow sand began to rise, turning into a huge wave of sand that was tens of meters high and thousands of meters wide. It flattened everything with overwhelming force and overturned towards the tiny oasis.

Xi Ziquan silently put down the book, inserted it into his waist, and then gently kicked the donkey's back with his foot. The green donkey reluctantly moved its hooves and walked step by step in front of the sand waves, as if it were a bird on the sea. Surfing little donkey.

Di Zijing, who was in the first position to bear the brunt of the attack, did not show any emotion on her face. She quietly looked at the sand waves that were more than ten stories high, tilting her head slightly, and there was not much expression on her heroic and beautiful face.

Then. She snapped her fingers with both hands.

The oasis began to shrink around her, and emerald green branches and leaves began to grow on the white-haired girl, and then wrapped her into an emerald green cocoon.

Yellow sand surged past.

Everything was buried, and then came the more brutal strangulation.

Countless gravels are flowing back inside like an undercurrent. Not to mention human flesh and blood, even a piece of steel will be polished away if it falls in.

The green donkey under Xi Ziquan has circled around and is standing on the unremarkable sand dunes, with the golden red sand scorpion staying in the distance.

Xi Ziquan could feel its imminent murderous intent, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Then the man with blond hair and golden eyes raised his eyes and quietly looked into each other's eight eyes.

The Red Sand Scorpion couldn't help but take a step back, subconsciously wanting to escape.

Its subconscious tells itself that if the other party wants to kill it, it will die.

There is no room for escape.

But then, when the blond bug turned his head again, the bone-chilling chill suddenly disappeared, as if the previous feeling was an illusion.

At this moment.

A small flower bloomed on the calm desert.

A purple flower.