Chapter 74 Thunderbolt Desert

In less than an hour, Ning Cheng came to the edge of Luolei Desert, and what he saw was a dark yellow world, as if a layer of yellow fog had fallen in front of him, and his eyes could not see far away at all.

On the edge of the desert, there is a huge boulder with a radius of 100 zhang. This huge boulder is exactly the location of the entrance marked on the simple map Ning Cheng got.

Ning Cheng didn't hesitate, and directly stepped on his sword and rushed into the desert from the edge of the boulder. After just a stick of incense, Ning Cheng had no choice but to drop the flying sword.

Even though he was already at the level of Concentration, the violent sandstorm in the Thunder Desert made it impossible for him to control the position of Feijian. Likewise, he was unable to find specific map markers from the desert.

Ning Cheng put away the flying sword, and the speed under his feet accelerated instead. He said in his mouth that he would come back to kill the person who wanted him in the future, but right now he is far from being a match for others, the only way to escape is as fast as possible.

Three days later, Ning Cheng found the second sign on the simple map, a dead poplar tree.

Ning Cheng walked to the root of a huge Populus euphratica tree and sat down. After running with all his strength in the desert for three consecutive days, he also felt a little tired.

Just as Ning Cheng sat down, a terrifying whistling sound came, and Ning Cheng hurriedly stood up again. A yellow dragon made of fine sand rushed towards it roaring, extremely fast. Ning Cheng even had room to resist, and was directly swept away by this yellow dragon, and at the same time was taken away by the yellow dragon.

At this moment, Ning Cheng could only sigh inwardly at the insanity and horror of nature. If it was an ordinary person, he might be directly swept into pieces by this yellow dragon.

Ning Cheng quickly sensed that something was wrong, the yellow dragon made of yellow sand was like a tornado, after he was rolled up by the yellow sand, it seemed that his whole body was swept in one direction.

Because he felt something was wrong, Ning Cheng remembered that he was already a cultivator at the first level of concentration. A monk at the first level of concentration should not be swept away by the yellow sand blown up in the desert, right?

As Huang Sha restrained him more and more, Ning Cheng's bad feeling became more and more serious. He had an intuition in his heart that in the end, he wouldn't even have a chance to break free, and would be swept into a place he didn't know at all.

Thinking of this, Ning Cheng became anxious and punched him out. This punch was exactly the move he had comprehended in the killing intent with the giant ax in the Da'an Forest. He didn't have an axe, so he directly blasted out this move with his fist. Facts have proved that he has used this kind of boxing ax several times, and the effect seems to be good.

"Bang" sounded like a blast, Ning Cheng's punch directly blasted a sand hole in Huanglong, Ning Cheng didn't even think about it, his whole body turned into a thread and pierced through the sand hole.

The next moment, the yellow sand dragon had gone away with a bang.

When Ning Cheng looked down, he found that except for a set of inner armor that the old woman in Nanyuan City helped him refine, the rest of his clothes had completely disappeared, only countless fine sand scratches.

"It's amazing." Ning Cheng murmured to himself in amazement, and quickly took out a set of clothes and put them on.

There is still this terrifying yellow dragon in Luolei Desert, if he doesn't get out of the yellow dragon in time, what will happen?

At this time Huang Long passed by, and Ning Cheng realized that he had lost his way. Ning Cheng turned around, and just wanted to see where the Populus euphratica tree was, when he felt his feet loosen, he flew up subconsciously.

A huge vortex appeared where he was standing just now, and the vortex rolled all the surrounding fine sand into it, forming a funnel shape.

An incomparably powerful suction came, this kind of force came very abruptly,

It almost sucked Ning Cheng directly into the vortex of the funnel.

Ning Cheng forcibly circulated his true energy, and his whole body rushed towards the sandy ground outside the vortex like a beam of sword light.

After a few breaths, Ning Cheng landed on the sandy ground, seeing the vortex that was still getting bigger and bigger in the distance, felt the horror of the Thunderbolt Desert for the first time.

He was sucked into this vortex, or it might kill him, but who knows what is in this vortex?

It seems that he must find the road map he walked before, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get out of the Thunder Desert. The route he walked before must be the safest route in the desert, otherwise he wouldn't have been without danger for several days in a row. Now he has just deviated from the direction of the original map, and has been in distress several times. If the passing Huanglong hadn't taken him away, he wouldn't have deviated from his original route.

Ning Cheng became more and more careful when walking, he was not looking for the way to Huazhou at this time, but to find the way he was walking on before.

Another five days passed, and Ning Cheng encountered more than a dozen sand and stone vortexes of various kinds, but he escaped from them all. Fortunately, he did not encounter the sandstorm that formed like a yellow dragon for the second time.

Ning Cheng knew that going on like this was not an option, if he kept going like this, sooner or later he would perish in this Thunder Desert.

He stopped, he still doesn't know how to refine the azimuth array, but it is possible to make a simple compass.

Ning Cheng's compass hadn't been made yet, and Ning Cheng noticed a fishy smell. Ning Cheng immediately grabbed the remnant gun from behind, this fishy smell was definitely the breath of a monster. He knew that there were many monsters in the Leihai Desert, and these monsters were in groups. Once they were surrounded, it would be difficult to get away.

Sure enough, just as Ning Cheng grasped the spear in his hand, the grinding sound of 'chacha' came over. When Ning Cheng saw the monster approaching in front of him, he almost froze. Countless monsters rushed towards him overwhelmingly.

These monsters are so densely packed that you can't see the edge at a glance. Moreover, these monsters rushed to this side in three dimensions, not only on the ground, but also in the air. Ning Cheng could imagine that there must be the same monsters underground in the sand.

These monsters have sarcomas of different sizes all over their bodies, which seem to be only a foot long, and some turbid mucus drips from their sharp mouths, making them look extremely terrifying and ugly.

After seeing Ning Cheng, the dense monsters immediately swarmed up. Ning Cheng's scalp felt numb, he had never seen such a disgusting scene.

Where did he dare to hesitate for a moment, the spear in his hand had brought out one after another spear lights, and these spear lights formed a gun net, blocking the countless ugly monsters from the gun net.

One advantage of fighting these monsters is that you only need to show your strongest strength, and you don't have to worry about being counted.

A stream of blood mist melted in front of the spear light, and one after another such monsters were swept away by Ning Cheng's spear light. Ning Cheng clearly saw that the corpses of these monsters killed by him were eaten by their companions in an instant, and then the rest of the monsters continued to swarm and coax them, not knowing what death was at all.

The cultivation base of these monsters is indeed not high, but no matter how low they are, they cannot hold up to a large number. Batch after batch of monsters were killed by Ning Cheng, and batch after batch of the same monsters swarmed up again. Not only that, these sand monsters also exhaled an unpleasant smell. As soon as Ning Cheng smelled this smell, he felt uncomfortable, but fortunately under the encouragement of his true energy, the discomfort quickly disappeared without a trace.

Ning Cheng spent the whole day in the midst of killing. His twelve Xuanbing spears gave rise to the thirteenth, fourteenth... twenty-one spears.

It's a pity that even though his spear skills are getting more and more proficient, and the spear glows are getting more and more, his real energy can't keep up. He didn't know how many such sand monsters he had killed, but the number of monsters he faced not only did not decrease, but increased.

Some despair arose in Ning Cheng's heart, if he had known this, he might as well have been swept away by that yellow dragon.

The situation in front of him was simply a predicament, and he had no way to get out. Whether in the air, on the sand, or under the sand, there are endless sand monsters like this.

Just when Ning Cheng was thinking about whether the Xuanhuang Pearl in his body could help, the endless sand monsters suddenly gave up and continued to attack Ning Cheng, and instead frantically ran away from Ning Cheng. The sand monsters left cleanly.

If it wasn't for the fact that the fine sand nearby had been dyed dark red, Ning Cheng would have thought that the scene just now was just an illusion.

"My luck can't be so good?" Ning Cheng said to himself in disbelief. When he was about to be killed by these sand monsters, these sand monsters suddenly retreated inexplicably. This is not good luck, is it? What?

(The second update is here, good night, friends!)

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