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Almost at the same time, another location.

Sahara, the world's largest sandy desert, is also the hottest and dry region on earth.

The area can accommodate the entire land of the United States, and the climate is very harsh. It is one of the most unsuitable places on the earth after Antarctica.

There is no rain all year round, and the average annual rainfall is less than 100 millimeters. Some places have not seen a drop of rain for more than ten years.

Sometimes there will be some heavy clouds in the desert sky, but often the rain has evaporated in the air before it falls.

The summer in the Sahara is extremely hot. The temperature during the day will generally reach about 58 degrees, the surface temperature will reach 70 degrees, or even more than 80 degrees. Eggs buried in the sand can be cooked.

Sand absorbs heat quickly and dissipates heat quickly. At night, the surrounding temperature will suddenly drop by thirty to forty degrees, reaching the point of approaching zero.

In this extremely exaggerated temperature difference and extreme living conditions, survival every day is a difficult challenge for any living thing.

At this time, it is summer.

Looking down from above, the Sahara is like an endless sea of ​​yellow sand, majestic and solemn.

In the sand sea, one dune after another is like a huge wave, rushing into the distance one by one.

The air was dry and hot, and there was no wind.

The hot sun is baking, the hot sand is rising, and layers of heat waves are rising. Even the surrounding scenery and light are deflected and twisted.

Suddenly, the heat wave rising high, a crimson light, penetrated the cloud-bound troposphere.

Like a falling meteor, it flew obliquely towards this dune.

"Boom!"

The crimson meteor was wrapped in a faint energy ripple. Even if it fell from high altitude at this moment, it did not produce any shock waves. Instead, it was like a bullet that burst into a towering sand dune.

The sound of the collision quickly dissipated in the vast desert, and there was again a silence around it.

The sun in the sky is still roasting. Only the oblique side of the dune just left a deep hole with a width of one meter. The white mist is still floating in the hole.

After a while, the wind began to blow out from the inside of the cave, and the blowing gravel rolled out of the cave.

The wind, which was slowly blowing outwards, did not last long before he heard a "buzzing" sound, like the vibrating sound of the violent friction of the air.

The wind suddenly increased at this time, and the entire sand dune up to 100 meters was instantly dragged into the sky by this whirlwind of fog visible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the whirlwind and the sand dunes exploded together, and there was sand rain in the sky.

The place where the dune was originally turned into a sunken sandpit. At this time, a young woman wearing a purple and black ninja costume was standing quietly at the bottom of the sandpit.

She was slender, wearing purple yarn on her face, and her shoulder-length hair was simply tied behind her head with a hair band. She could not see her expression clearly, but she could feel her awe-inspiring temperament and exquisite face from her charm. .

At this time, her eyes closed, her hands were still gathered on her chest and overlapped, her index finger stretched forward, maintaining the knot posture.

The faint whirlwind aftertaste still swirled around her slightly, blowing the corners of her belts on both sides, floating up and down.

On her plump left chest corset, there is also a striking five-mantled bellflower.

This is one of Qingming Gong's original Yin-Yang Dao mantras, which symbolizes the five elements of the universe, the world, and the Chinese Taoist Yin-Yang Five Elements.

The platycodon grandiflorum is also a symbolic symbol of the Ampere Ching Ming family, the amulet of the Ching Ming Shrine, and the gate.

At this conference, there were only two people wearing and using the five-mantled bellflower as the family crest, one was the young patriarch An Pei Zongxiu of the Qingming family, and the other was the surname of the surname, who was the close-up maid of the flower. .

As a seed player, An Pei Zongxiu does not need to participate in the qualifiers. Hua Muying's participation in the qualifiers is not just for promotion.

At this time, in such a harsh and vast environment, it was a good time to fight hostile forces and attract organizations from other countries.

"All the enemies that hinder Master Zongxiu must be removed!"

She exhaled for a long time and slowly gathered the scattered forces around her. Without any props, she jumped directly from the stratosphere and needed a little force.

Opening her eyes, her eyes hurt with a heat wave, and the hot air around her made it difficult for her to breathe.

"For Master Zongxiu, what is this little hard work worth?"

She adjusted her breath a few times, allowing herself to adapt to the surrounding environment more quickly, and then took out a white paper crane one inch in size from the storage belt.

The little paper crane looks ordinary, and it is no different from the usual origami, but for Huamu, it is indeed an important prop that Ape Zongxiu gave her before leaving.

I saw that she was holding the paper crane with one hand, her index finger and **** were together, and she said in front of her lips, "Open!"

After the seal was lifted, a small white mist suddenly rose from the body of the little paper crane, from one to ten, and fluttered its wings, flying like a living creature into the air.

"Loose!"

Hua Muying waved his hands, and all the paper cranes fluttered their wings one after another, flew in all directions, and then gradually disappeared, disappearing into the surrounding environment.

She watched all the paper cranes disappear, leaping a few times swiftly, and boarded another sand dune.

Lifting his eyes and looking around, his eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

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On the oasis of Wang Yan.

The cold black mist filled the oasis in an instant, and the camels felt endless fear and coercion. They did not even have the courage to escape. They kneeled down one by one and shivered.

"Wala, rustle."

The icy chains collided with each other, rubbing on the sand. Two shadows, one high and one low, slowly emerged from the black mist and slowly arrived.

"The Prince of Fire?"

The three superpowers who were unwilling to Wang Yan's intentions all changed their faces, and then they were terrified and frightened. Looking at Wang Yan dressed in Tuarek, he looked at the two dark shadows again.

The leading white man swallowed hard and stammered: "Who, who? How dare to alarm, how could this native be a child of flames? You are sneaky, and there is a kind of deadly fight.

"Crackling"

The white strong man's musculoskeletal swelled, his body rose to two or three meters high, and his muscles were made of stone and iron. The strong sense of power circulating in the body gave him some self-confidence, his expression slightly stubborn, and he punched it out of thin air.

boom!

The air was squeezed and burst by his punch, forming a shock wave out of thin air and spreading in all directions, blowing away a little black mist.

It was the black mist that dissipated, revealing two clear figures.

The expressions of the three superpowers stayed on the spot instantly. Their faces were pale as if they were struck by thunder, and their legs and feet shivered softly.

How can it be! ?

How could it be her?

The tall figure is tall and burly. It has the head of an antelope with a pentagram on its head. It has a human body and a deer-like lower half. There is a scorpion tail behind the butt, and a green fire is burning at the top of the scorpion's poison hook.

The claw demon-Bafu destroys.

Its eyes are extremely evil and terrifying, and there is a cold black iron chain wrapped around it, and the end of the chain is a sharp and cruel hook.

Next to Baffer's extinction, there was a Gothic girl wearing a black skirt and holding a death-like sickle-like weapon. Her long black hair was draped over her fragrant shoulders, and her cold and pretty face was very beautiful.

However, a gust of wind blew by, and a strand of hair fluttered from her forehead, revealing a strange black pupil. The eye was dark, but there was a scarlet pentacle array growing in it.

It looks strange and evil.

Even Wang Yan couldn't help but feel slightly cold on his back.

"Black, dark." The white strong man swallowed, his face unsightly as if he were a dead man, and swallowed, whispering.

That's right!

The person coming is Catherine the Dark Lady of the Dark Council.

She is the most mysterious existence in the dark council. Some information about her does not seem to be much. Many people only know that she sacrificed her soul to the Demon King for power, and she obtained a strong power and black magic fit.

Although she rarely shot, no one dared to underestimate her.

The appearance looks like a 16-year-old girl. However, it was because of various reasons that her age was frozen. In fact, she is already twenty-nine years old, older than the bright Saint Lulu.

"I have to admit that you two have a lot of courage." The Dark Lady's voice was cold, and there was a deep sneer in the corner of her eyes, and she said softly, "The robbers all grabbed the Son of Flame, and even want to enjoy him?"

"Fire, son of flame."

The three unlucky superpowers looked at Wang Yan, who was wearing his robe all over his face, and they were about to cry. This guy was dressed like this, and the ghost knew he was the son of flame.

If they knew it, even if they killed them, they wouldn't dare to grab the children of flames. Also, while robbing the Son of Flame, he even hit the Dark Lady. How bad is it to have such a bad luck?

"I don't want to die!"

The white strong man screamed suddenly, rushing outwards like an armored car. Wherever he passed, a yellow sand rose.

"idiot."

The Dark Lady snorted softly.

"Wow ~" Buffalo, the demon of the horns, took a step forward, and the chains wrapped around him fluttered out like a sharp arrow. In just half a second, the hook hit the white strong man fiercely.

"what!"

The strong white man screamed in pain, was stabbed into the shoulder by a hook, and blood was pouring down on the sand.

"Wala ~"

Buffalo, the claw demon, was not in a hurry. He pulled him back little by little. The blood stained the sand, and the screams came one after another. In such a scene, if there are more people, there will be more people.

Two of his companions swallowed saliva and were almost peeing their pants.

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