"Yes, Elder Chang." Everyone responded in unison.
"Let's go!" Chang Jingxun took the lead and walked towards the vast sea of sand.
The others formed two teams and followed closely behind him.
Many secret realms have their own forbidden air formations, and the forbidden air effect is intermittent and sometimes strong and sometimes weak, so unless it is a particularly familiar secret realm, generally no one will fly with a sword.
Otherwise, even if you can fly, if you are flying and suddenly encounter a strong forbidden air, you will fall straight down from a height of hundreds or thousands of feet. Even a strong person in the fusion realm will fall half to death.
Not long after, the group entered the desert.
The howling wind rolled up the dust all over the sky, and the fine sand and gravel hit the face and body, which actually brought a stinging pain like a needle.
Space turbulence! Gu Qingxi frowned slightly.
At first, she didn't care much when she saw the yellow sand all over the sky. Only then did she realize that this lost land actually retained the space turbulence caused by the rupture of the continent.
Although the remaining spatial turbulence is not strong, it is bound to affect the laws of heaven and earth. This desert must also hide great dangers.
"Run, run!" Gu Qingxi was secretly worried when she heard Chang Jingxun suddenly shout and run wildly towards the left front. His
two short legs swung quickly, and the sand waves under his feet rolled, as if he was riding the wind and waves. In just a blink of an eye, he was already more than ten feet away.
Is this really the old man who used to walk with a dragon-headed cane and trembled? Everyone was stunned.
"Run!" Chang Jingxun shouted again.
Everyone woke up in shock. Although they didn't know what happened, they immediately ran as fast as they could to catch up.
It was at this time that a muffled bang suddenly came from behind.
Everyone turned their heads and looked back while running, and saw that the ground where they were just now collapsed, forming a huge deep pit, and the fine quicksand was like a wave, pouring towards the deep pit.
The ground continued to collapse, and the deep pit continued to expand, and even the fine sand underfoot flowed towards the deep pit.
Everyone dared not look any more, buried their heads, and ran desperately with Chang Jingxun with all their strength.
After running for more than an hour, the deep pit was filled with quicksand. Looking up, the sand waves were undulating, as if nothing had happened.
Chang Jingxun stopped and sat on the ground without image, gasping for breath.
Although he was a strong man in the fusion realm, he was a formation master after all. His body was not as strong as that of a sword cultivator, and he was also very old. He could not hold on for more than an hour without relying on a flying sword and completely relying on his legs.
The others were also exhausted and sweating. Once they stopped, they fell down in a mess.
But in addition to fatigue, they were more afraid.
Although the weakest among them had reached the realm of Nascent Soul, and the strongest had reached the realm of Transformation, if they fell into the deep pit and were submerged by the quicksand, they would still die.
It's nothing more than dying a little slower than ordinary mortals, but the slower they die, the more painful it is.
"Elder Chang, how did you know..." A young demon cultivator asked curiously after catching his breath.
The ground suddenly collapsed just now without any sign, and they didn't notice it at all, and they didn't know how Chang Jingxun found out.
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Chang Jingxun: "Don't talk, hurry up and recover your strength."
Seeing his solemn expression, everyone dared not ask any more questions, and hurriedly put away their distracting thoughts and began to practice.
"Let's go!" Less than half a quarter of an hour later, before they had fully recovered, Chang Jingxun's shout rang out again.
As he spoke, the old man took another step with his short legs, rolled up a wave of sand, and rushed out like an arrow from a bow.
This time, everyone didn't hesitate again, and chased after Chang Jingxun before his voice fell.
Behind them, dozens of sandstorm tornadoes appeared out of thin air, connecting the sky and the earth, and swept over from the place where they had just practiced and recovered.
A young disciple who was running behind wanted to test the power of the sandstorm tornado, so he took out a spare long sword from his storage bag and threw it over. In just a blink of an eye, the long sword was shredded to pieces, and a thin crystal appeared in the whistling sandstorm tornado.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Although the quality of the long sword was not very good, it was also made of spiritual crystals that were forged by thousands of hammers and tempers, and it was much stronger than their flesh and blood.
No wonder Chang Jingxun ran so fast. With his cultivation in the realm of fusion, he would most likely die if he was involved in such a sandstorm tornado.
The most terrifying thing was that the sandstorm tornado seemed to have spirituality and was chasing after him.
There was no time to think about it. Everyone desperately used their spiritual power and ran all the way with Chang Jingxun.
After running for more than an hour, the sandstorm tornado finally disappeared.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their feet softened, and they fell to the ground at the same time.
This time, Chang Jingxun didn't need to remind them. As soon as they recovered a little, they immediately took the elixir to practice and recover.
They also realized that this desert was full of dangers and they would not have much time to rest and recover.
This was indeed the case. Just when their spiritual power had recovered more than half, Chang Jingxun's life-threatening shout rang out again: "Run!"
One figure after another immediately jumped out like frightened rabbits.
Countless boulders in the air fell to the ground like meteors. Amid the rumbling sound, a stream of sand and dust rushed into the sky like a column of water, spreading all over the sky.
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Along the way, there were sinking quicksand, sandstorm tornado, or boulders falling from the sky. Although Chang Jingxun warned them in advance every time, they were still in danger and broke out in cold sweats.
But before they knew it, they gradually entered the depths of the desert.
"We are here, and we can have a good rest next!" Finally, three days later, Chang Jingxun stopped again, fell to the ground, and said a sentence that everyone had been waiting for for a long time.
It's here, it's finally here! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, tears of joy appeared in the corners of their eyes.
Although it was only three days, the dangers they experienced in these three days were more than what an ordinary monk would experience in his entire life.
It can be said that in these three days, they were almost constantly walking on the edge of death. If they reacted or moved a little slower, they would fall into an irretrievable situation.
"Elder Chang, how did you sense the danger?" After a short rest, a young monk asked, and the others looked at Chang Jingxun curiously.
They had been holding back this question for a few days, but they were so busy escaping that they didn't even have the chance to ask.
"Under the law, everything in the world has its own rules to follow, and the dangers we encountered before are the same. As long as you encounter them a few more times and pay close attention, you will naturally know what kind of dangers there are and when they will appear." Chang Jingxun said.
"So that's how it is." Everyone suddenly realized.
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