I will indeed bring in some foreign aid when the time comes, but it’s hard to say who those foreign aids are yet.
When Xiao Yu and Guan Tianyue were looking at the map, two sand spitting beasts also appeared in Mo Cheng's field of vision.
The sand-spitting beast is yellow in color and over one meter long. Its body is like a centipede, made up of segments. It has a flat head, a triangular mouth, and two long tentacles at the corners of its mouth.
Seeing the sand-spitting beast, Mo Cheng took out a dagger from his leg and bit it directly in his mouth. Then he slightly arched his body and rushed out like a beast.
Qinglong couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the opponent's movements, because the movement skills used by Mo Cheng were a bit like the martial arts practiced by mortals.
Seeing Mo Cheng rushing toward them, the two sand-spitting beasts quickly spit sand forward, and at the same time, their huge bodies also rushed forward.
The two sand-spitting beasts looked clumsy, but their movements were not slow at all. As they twisted, they left a long mark on the yellow sand.
Mo Cheng's speed is very fast. It is quite difficult to do this without gathering souls!
It's just that his body skills are faster, but after all, he is still a mortal body and cannot be compared with the sand-spitting beast that has lived in the yellow sand for a long time.
"Go to hell..."
Seeing the sand spitting beast rushing towards him, Mo Cheng swung the dagger in his hand and stabbed it out, but missed.
When the sand-spitting beast approached Mo Cheng, it didn't attack, but directly got into the yellow sand.
After entering the yellow sand, the sand-spitting beasts were like two flexible fish, spinning around him in circles.
For a moment, the sand around Mo Cheng's body began to sink in, forming a huge funnel, trying to suck him in.
"Mo Cheng, be careful."
Qinglong stood in the distance, looking very nervous at this scene, wishing he could jump in to help.
"Senior Qinglong, I'm fine."
Mo Cheng's eyes were like those of a wolf, staring at the black shadows that were constantly turning around him. Then he suddenly took action and stabbed towards a black shadow.
Chi Chi…
In an ordinary move, it directly pierced the skull of a sand beast, causing the sand beast to let out a squeaking cry.
One of the sand spitting beasts was stabbed, and the other seemed to be frightened. It jumped up like a carp, turned into the sea of sand, and disappeared without a trace.
As for the sand-vomiting beast that Mo Cheng stabbed, it was still pricking with needles, and its one-meter-long body kept twisting, but it couldn't break free.
Mo Cheng stabbed several times in succession, and the sand-spitting beast gradually calmed down.
"It worked, well done."
Qinglong jumped down from the sand pit, handed Mo Cheng a bottle of water, and then began to examine the body of the sand beast.
But to their disappointment, this sand beast had no sand gold.
"Continue to go east and you will reach a quicksand city, where we can pass to the secret realm of the Ghost Tower."
Xiao Yu put away the map and set out again after looking for a direction.
When no one is around, Xiao Yu can release the monsters to fly, but he cannot expose himself too much now, otherwise he will not have any trump cards in the future.
But Qinglong subdued a flying mantis, which made it a lot easier.
The four people sat on the back of the enlarged mantis and flew quickly towards the direction of Liusha City.
It's just that the mantis is not really an expert at flying after all, so it has to come down and rest for a while every once in a while.
Although the mantis is a monster, it cannot drag four people flying for a long time, so stopping to rest does not mean that the opponent's strength is low.
The further east you fly, the closer you get to the depths of the desert, and some of the sand-spitting beasts you encounter become increasingly powerful.
But most of them are not enemies of Xiao Yu and the others, and Sha Jin has taken a lot of them.
After two days and two nights of flying, Xiao Yu and the others finally entered the depths of the desert!
And here is where their battle begins.
Because there is a strong sandstorm above here, the flying monsters cannot fly at all, so they can only walk.
The risk factor of walking has increased, and I have also encountered many Xuanmen people. They come here to hunt the sand-spitting beasts and obtain sand gold.
From wild beasts to monster beasts, the sand gold has also undergone subtle changes. The ordinary sand spitting beasts are yellow, the monster beasts are red, and the top sand spitting beasts will have purple gold sand.
The Purple Gold Sand is comparable to the one in the legend. No one can see it. Even if it finds such an existence, it is no match at all, because the Purple Gold Sand Spitting Beast is equivalent to the cultivation level of Gu Yi, a Taoist man.
Sand spitting beasts with that kind of cultivation are basically king-level existences. Not to mention ordinary Taoists, even those old monsters are no match for them.
The sky was full of wind and sand, and the clothes were rustling. Within thirty meters, there was a cloud of smoke and dust. Tornadoes of different sizes appeared around from time to time, rolling up the yellow sand into the sky, and then falling down like sand rain.
"Fellow Taoists, you are also here to hunt the sand-spitting beast, right?
The wind and sand are very strong here, so we might as well go together and take care of each other on the way."
In the distance, an old Taoist braved the wind and sand and came to Xiao Yu and the others, and said sincerely.
"If you don't go, why are you afraid of the wind and sand? Don't block the road and get out of the way."
Xiao Yu just glanced at the other party and said extremely impatiently.
"Well, this fellow Taoist, there are eight of us in our group, and we are all resting beside the sandstone in front of us.
I saw you enter here just now, so I came here to invite you, and with bad intentions."
The old man spoke sincerely, and Qinglong was a little moved by what he said, but Guan Tianyue frowned.
"Where can I rest in Zhenshashi?"
Xiao Yu smiled, then pointed at the tornadoes around him and said:
"Since you are resting, why do you use magic weapons to make these illusions to confuse us? Do you think we are easy to deceive?"
As soon as Xiao Yu finished speaking, the old man who had spoken before quickly retreated back.
"Boy, if you have this ability, it seems you have caught a big fish."
After the old man finished speaking, he threw a black bead and dropped it on the ground, and the person disappeared.
At the same time, the surrounding tornadoes also began to recede, and the strong winds stopped instantly.
"Young man, you are quite capable. If you surrender and join us, you will be able to achieve great success in the future."
Several tornadoes around slowly gathered together and turned into a very large tornado. Then the large tornado dissipated, revealing eight figures.
At a glance, there are several people, including men, women, old and young, and some of them look a bit like the Eight Immortals of the Yang World.
One of the women was so tall that even an honest child like Xiao Yu couldn't help but take a second look at her.
Their magical weapons are also modeled after the Eight Immortals, including crutches, banana fans, flower baskets, long swords, etc.
"Mo Cheng, who are they?"
Qinglong asked from behind.
"I've never seen it before. I've never heard the master talk about this place!"
Mo Cheng, who knew the secret realm of the Ghost Tower very well, was in trouble at this time!
"We are the Eight Immortals of the Sand Sea with a bad reputation. Who are you? Tell us your name."
The old man at the head shouted loudly and said in a very sharp voice.
"How can you, a bunch of little demons, know who I am?
Even if you become humans, you can't hide the evil spirit in your body!
The consciousness should have receded earlier, otherwise, there would be no ghost begging for mercy left under my sword."
Xiao Yu raised the wooden sword and wiped it gently with his sleeve, looking very calm.
Seeing the wooden sword in Xiao Yu's hand, the Eight Immortals of Shahai couldn't help but be stunned. One of the women said with a sweet smile:
"Could this be the Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword? It seems like you really have a lot of background.
Moreover, this wooden sword does not come from the secret realm of the Ghost Tower, but has the aura of the Yang world.
Taoist priest, do you think my guess is correct, hahaha."
The Eight Immortals of the Sand Sea looked at Xiao Yu's wooden sword. Not only were they not afraid, but they all started laughing. This was not the expression a monster should have.