Chapter 463 Scary River!

There is a kind of appalling creature in this long sandy river. They are white sand demon soldiers. Standing on the raised Gobi land, looking forward, it is a sinking dry land.

It is said to be a river, but it looks more like a sea to everyone. It slowly sinks along the continental shelf. It is covered with some fine white sand, and the thickness of the sand is different. It is more like a wave of white ocean.

"Didn't it mean that there are white sand demon soldiers everywhere here, why didn't I see any of them." Zhang Xiaohou covered the sunlight above with his hands, and said with a gaze.

Everyone also has this question in their hearts. At this moment, the field of vision is still very wide, and they can see the white sand several kilometers away. There is nothing wriggling in the sand, except for the occasional thin layer of white sand waves blowing up. There was no movement outside.

At this time, Lingling took out a worthless viscera of the Sand Howl Tiger from the package, and she handed it to Zhang Xiaohou next to her and said, "Come on, throw it far away."

Zhang Xiaohou used all his strength to throw this viscera far away into the Wangsha River, only to see layers of sand waves suddenly explode in the calm white sand.

Three-meter-tall half-giant creatures holding deserted long knives stood up in the sand waves. They neatly surrounded the internal organs that smelled of blood, and observed them vigilantly. After that, they quickly turned into grains of fine white sand and scattered in the Wangsha River.

The whole process only took a few seconds, from a calm white fine sand land to forty or fifty white giants with long knives suddenly surged up, and then the sand land returned to its previous calm, and everyone was amazed. stunned.

"It's just such a small internal organ. If so many creatures come out at once, if our group walks over, there will be an army of white sand demon soldiers." Zhang Xiaohou said with a look of astonishment.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan kept nodding their heads, almost peeing in fear.

Fortunately, I didn't step in directly, God knows how many white sand demon soldiers will rush out all at once.

"We're going to camp by the river today to rest. It's getting dark and it won't be too late to start at dawn tomorrow." Lingling said.

In terms of the efficiency of camping, no one can compare with Zhang Xiaohou.

This guy is like a chicken blood, he has inexhaustible energy every day, and he seems to be very enthusiastic about everything he does.

When everyone was resting, Zhang Xiaohou had quickly set up the tent for everyone to rest.

There are two tents in total, separate for men and women.

Mo Fan walked to Swift Star Wolf, combed the hair on Swift Star Wolf's neck with his hands, and asked Xinxia who was sitting on it: "Are you tired?"

Ye Xinxia shook her head, and just about to speak, Swift Star Wolf raised his head with a resentful expression, as if saying that this question should be asked to it.

Mo Fan couldn't help smiling, and patted the spirit wolf on the head.

The spirit wolf beast also worked hard, this journey not only carried Xinxia, ​​but also carried the little loli Lingling who was not as physically strong as an adult. Lingling is petite and exquisite, Xinxia is slender, and the two women together are probably not as heavy as Mo Fan alone. The Swift Star Wolf seems to be complaining that this time it can't bear the brunt of the battle like before.

"Those White Sand Demon Soldiers seem to just want to guard their territory. They are not as tyrannical as the Sand Howling Tiger. I should be able to appease them." Xinxia smiled.

Looking at the thin beads of sweat on her forehead, Mo Fan still feels sorry for her, but it can be seen that she is in a happy mood, because she has never been to this kind of place, and has never fought side by side with him.

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Night fell quickly.

The temperature difference between day and night on the Gobi is huge, and when the last trace of residual heat on the yellow-white land fades away, the cold will hit quietly.

The three girls had all gone to sleep in the tent, and the three men took turns keeping watch.

Mo Fan was in charge of the second half of the night. When he got up, he felt as if he had entered another world. The coldness was accompanied by the unshielded gust of wind blowing on his body, which cut people's skin like a knife.

Mo Fan lit a flame himself, and threw it on the ground to form a small bonfire.

He repeatedly practiced extinguishing and igniting these flames with bored eyes. After about half an hour, Mo Fan suddenly heard something in the distance.

Although it has the ability of night vision, the sky is filled with fine white sand, and the visibility is very low.

Mo Fan woke up Zhang Xiaohou and asked him to stay at the tent, while he went to the side where the noise was made to see what happened.

The sound of footsteps came from a distance, and the sound was overlapping. I don't know how many creatures are running wildly on this Gobi wasteland.

Mo Fan arrived at a raised stone wall, he did not rush over, his body was hidden in a crack in the stone wall, his eyes looked forward, just in time the vision ahead was not blocked by the white fine sand, the moonlight One can clearly see a small group of Sand Howling Tigers running wildly on the ground not far away.

Their roars were deafening, and the ground trembled as they walked harder.

Looking further ahead, there was a group of mage hunters fleeing desperately, looking terrified.

There are a total of six or seven Sand Howl Tigers. When such a group appears, even Mo Fan's own team will run away.

Under the moonlight, Mo Fan saw clearly that two of the team of hunters were the mean woman with black and yellow skin and the captain with the black beard.

They were already in a panic, and even fled in the direction of Shawang River.

It didn't take long for them to step into the white sand of the Shawang River. They didn't dare to stop at all, and ran about four to five hundred meters in a row.

And the group of Sand Howl Tigers that had been chasing them all this time suddenly stopped by the riverside. They stood at the very edge, although they really wanted to swallow those human mages, but for some reason they did not. Don't dare to take half a step forward.

They stared, restless, full of regret and annoyance that the ducks in their mouths flew away.

Mo Fan was wondering why those Howl Tigers who are known for their ferocity suddenly gave up chasing, when suddenly a terrifying scene appeared in the Lost Sand River, and Mo Fan was stunned and his scalp went numb! !

I saw rows of white sand demon soldiers rising from the white mad sand, and the sandy swords in their hands were slashing towards the group of hunting mages one after another...

There was a shrill scream from that group of people, and it instantly turned into flying blood all over the sky! (www.. )