The temperature in the Wujin Desert is slightly better at night than during the day, but the heat is still unbearable.
But the weather didn't seem to be very good tonight. The sand storm was extremely violent, and black and golden dust was raging all over the sky.
The sand storm covered an area of nearly 10,000 miles. Shen Lang stirred up protective energy and was able to barely withstand the invasion of the sand storm, but his traveling speed was greatly reduced.
But there was no other way. In order to avoid being chased, he could only walk deep into the Wujin Desert and find another place to stay in the depths of the desert.
Six hours later, it was getting light.
Shen Lang traveled nearly ten thousand miles overnight, running fast while relying on his body-protecting Qi to defend himself from the sand storm. His Qi was greatly depleted.
Perhaps due to the influence of the sand storm, there were very few monsters in the Wujin Desert. Shen Lang didn't encounter any monsters during his journey, so he was lucky.
After daybreak, the sand storm gradually weakened.
Having run so far, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
In this vast desert, if there is no positioning method, it should be difficult to track the martial arts cultivators of the Ling family and the Murong family.
He decided to find a place to rest temporarily, and after determining the surrounding terrain, he thought about his future plans.
As Shen Lang walked forward, he looked left and right, trying to find a place with large gravel or giant rocks that could shield him from the scorching sun and sandstorms.
But after traveling for hundreds of miles, I didn't find any large gravels or rocks in the empty desert.
On the contrary, the sand in the desert is getting darker and darker, and its color is getting brighter and brighter.
It is said that the sand in the central area of Wujin Desert is black and golden, which means that Shen Lang is now close to the central area of the desert.
Shen Lang grabbed a handful of sand and looked at it. The black-golden gravel was very translucent and hard, like some kind of crystal ore.
Crystal ore can generally be used to make treasures, magic weapons and the like, and is of fair value.
The hardness of the black gold ore is not top-notch, so it is not that valuable.
But the entire center of the desert is filled with this kind of black gold gravel, and its value is terrifying.
Ordinary martial arts cultivators can sell tons of gravel from the Wujin Desert and get a good price.
Shen Lang would not do such boring things. He was just curious about the cause of the black-golden gravel.
"Buzz buzz!" At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly heard a dense sound coming from the right side, like the chirping of insects, and was shocked.
Soon, a large swarm of golden flying insects was seen flying towards Shen Lang from the east side of the desert. The number of golden flying insects was extremely dense, as high as 20,000 to 30,000, and a golden cloud of insects even formed in mid-air.
"Oops, it's a swarm of flying insects!" Shen Lang took a breath of cold air. His luck had come to an end. He actually encountered the most terrifying swarm of flying insects in the Wujin Desert.
Without hesitation, Shen Lang picked up Su Ruoxue and ran away.
Unfortunately, that golden cloud of insects flew extremely fast and seemed to have already targeted Shen Lang. A large number of flying insects kept buzzing and hissing.
In just a moment, the swarm of flying insects had already caught up with him, and the distance between him and Shen Lang was rapidly shortening.
Can't get rid of it! Shen Lang's face is as pale as earth. Now he has no choice but to deal with it and see if he can scare away these flying insects.
As soon as the storage ring lit up, Shen Lang took out the Dragon Bird Knife and stared at the cloud of golden insects flying towards him with a sinister expression.
These flying insects have golden shells and long wings. Each one is as big as a beetle, and each one is extremely ferocious, with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he can't wait to devour human flesh and blood.
"Golden-armored fire ants!" Shen Lang shouted after seeing the appearance of those flying insects clearly.
This golden flying insect is exactly the same as the golden-armored fire ant that Shen Lang saw before in the secular world.
However, the golden-armored fire ants in the Wujin Desert are much larger than the golden-armored fire ants released by the Illuminati Pope before, and they are even more violent and violent.
In the past, Shen Lang's cultivation in the early stages of transformation could not even kill the hundreds of weak golden-armored fire ants, let alone the tens of thousands of enhanced golden-armored fire ants.
Seeing this large cloud of golden insects, Shen Lang was filled with despair.
We have come to this point, we have to fight even if we die! "Blood kill!" Shen Lang's face showed a trace of madness, he held the dragon bird knife tightly with both hands, and slashed hard into the golden insect cloud in mid-air.
"Boom!" The violent sword energy shook the sky and the earth, the wind blew in all directions, and the surrounding sand and gravel flew up in all directions. The countless sword energy was like a huge wind net, swallowing up a golden insect cloud in an instant.
The roars continued one after another, and a faint "ding-ding-ding" sound similar to the collision of metal could be heard.
After one blow, a large number of golden-armored fire ants fell into the gravel in mid-air, at least four to five thousand of them.
"There's something going on!" Seeing so many insects falling down, Shen Lang felt happy.
But things turned out to be not that simple. The golden-armored fire ants that fell into the gravel flapped their wings again and flew back to normal, as if they were not injured at all.
The number of golden-armored fire ants that were actually killed by Shen Lang's blood-killing technique was less than a dozen, and they were all old, weak, sick and disabled golden-armored fire ants.
Shen Lang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. There were at least 20,000 to 30,000 golden-armored fire ants in the insect cloud. A full blow could only kill a dozen of them. It would take years and months to kill them all? Watching the insect cloud move towards
Seeing himself and Su Ruoxue coming towards him, Shen Lang was completely at his wits' end. Gritting his teeth, he took out the spirit descending talisman from the storage ring and prepared to make the final struggle, just to have a glimmer of hope of survival! Just when Shen Lang bit his fingertips and prepared to activate the spirit descending talisman.
, an exclamation suddenly came from far away in the desert: "Brother Shen?" Shen Lang's expression changed and he immediately followed the sound. He almost thought he was hearing hallucinations. There was someone else in the Wujin Desert? Someone.
A figure in a white robe floated up from a distance, holding a talisman in his hand, and shouted towards Shen Lang: "Brother Shen, get out of the way!" After seeing the man's face clearly, Shen Lang
His eyes lit up, and it turned out to be Ouyang Changfeng! Although he didn't know why Ouyang Changfeng ran toward the flying insects to seek death, but maybe the other party had other tricks.
Shen Lang did not hesitate, picked up Su Ruoxue and immediately moved away.
The next moment, an incredible scene happened.
Ouyang Changfeng was seen crushing the talisman paper in his hand, and suddenly, a large amount of lightning and electric sparks shot out from the talisman paper and struck towards the insect cloud.
"Boom!" The thunder shook the sky and the earth, and countless electric snakes flashed and ran in the golden insect cloud, making a dense "blah blah blah" sound.
The corpses of countless golden-armored fire ants fell from the sky, becoming charred black and emitting green smoke.
Shen Lang hid aside and watched the scene of lightning and thunder. He couldn't help but gulped, he was so shocked.
After the thunder raged in the insect cloud for a few seconds, its power gradually disappeared, but those golden-armored fire ants had almost been killed by the lightning.
Only hundreds of golden-armored fire ants were left, their bodies scorched black and seriously injured, their wings flapping with difficulty, and they fled like crazy.
Shen Lang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, he was lucky enough to save his life.