Chapter 582 Spirit World Desert
In front of you is the blue desert, and above your head are four hazy moon shadows.
As far as Li Su could see, there was a wilderness.
"Cough cough!"
Li Su couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Thinking about how long it will take for you to fully recover?
The magic power in the body is entangled with the restriction in the void. The power in the restriction is like a tarsal maggot, causing the docile magic power in Li Su's body to continuously riot, and the muscles and body are destroyed by the rioting magic power.
Li Su watched helplessly as he emerged from the crack in space, and then fell straight into the desert from a thousand feet above the clouds.
"Feng Wu, Feng Wu..."
Li Su called twice but received no answer.
But he saw that Li Su's magic power was torn all over his body, and there was a broken sword stuck near the sand pit where he was lying.
The sword was covered in blood and was almost broken in the middle. The unbroken sword was also covered with incomplete cracks.
This sword is naturally the 'Seven Star Blood Demon Sword' transformed by Mo Fengwu.
"It seems she is asleep..."
Li Su sighed secretly, then closed his eyes and waited.
Compared with Han Li in the original work who had to disperse his Nascent Soul to save his life, Li Su had long known that the ascension passage in the original work would not be so safe, so he had made all preparations before his ascension...
Several monsters in the beast-controlling ring have all been upgraded to god-transforming monsters.
He even carried the healing elixir with him, for fear that the storage bag would be destroyed during the transmission.
Li Su held a healing elixir refined with Jiuqu Lingshen in his mouth, and the injuries in his body improved as Li Su slowly adapted to this world.
"Huhuhu..."
The sun rises and the moon sets, and three days pass.
Blue sandstorms set off in the Qingling Desert.
There are green scorpions mixed in the dust, and the scorpions are crawling in the dust in groups...
Any living beings encountered along the way will be swarmed and poisoned.
Immediately, he waved his pliers to tear apart the flesh and blood of the prey, then stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.
Doesn't it mean that there are no creatures blocking the scorpions?
Some cyan vultures spreading their wings high in the sky will pounce on cyan sand scorpions in front of the smoke.
However, the sporadic demon vultures are as small as a drop in the ocean compared to the blue sand scorpions that fill the sky. The army of blue sand scorpions still stirs up billowing dust and sweeps across this desolate desert unscrupulously.
Until the creatures hunting in the desert can no longer support their activities.
This wave of scorpion dust that makes Qingling Desert frightened will stop.
"Run!"
In front of Xie Chen.
A caravan is riding giant turtles.
The giant turtle is more than a foot tall, and its limbs are covered with crocodile-like skin.
The slender neck stretched out, as if smelling danger, and the thick legs kept moving, as if trying to avoid the smoke behind him.
There are 'turtle saddles' stuck on the back of the giant turtle.
Sitting on the turtle saddle are strong teams holding spears and wearing iron armor.
"Why did Xie Chen come so early?"
A strong man riding a porcupine in the caravan asked in confusion.
"Come on, captain..."
Several knights riding giant turtles said: "We are right in front of Scorpion Chen's movement. We must find a place to hold on and leave before Scorpion Chen breaks through, or avoid the forward route."
"I know I know."
The big man kicked the porcupine.
The porcupine had a red stripe on the left and right sides of its cheeks. It snorted twice and then spurted sparks from its mouth and nose.
The big man walked around the caravan and then saw a small sand dune.
Compared with the endless sand, there is some support around the sand dunes.
"Go, Dune!"
After the big man shouted.
The small traders, servants, and guards of the caravan all drove their livestock toward the distance.
Xie Chen is very large, but not very fast.
After all, it takes a lot of time for large scorpions to hunt animals and then devour and digest them.
The giant turtle that everyone was riding seemed to move slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast in the desert.
After the tortoise sensed the danger behind him, he also ran on the beach with his thick limbs.
The tortoise's limbs are long with wide hands. Even if there are piles of goods piled on its back, it can still run at the speed of a horse on the sand...
After running for an hour, the caravan arrived at the top of the hill.
"Stop, spread the powder..."
The big man saw the caravan pulling up the hill.
He immediately ordered his subordinates to take good care of the ostriches, and then ordered people to sprinkle medicinal powder around them.
This kind of medicinal powder was packed in leather bags, and the guards carefully sprinkled it on the edge of the camp. After the red-faced porcupine smelled the smell of the medicinal powder, it still paved the ground a little restlessly.
Because the main ingredients of these medicinal powders are the excrement of some powerful creatures.
"Ok?"
"All right!"
After getting the report.
The strong man threw a stone plate, which glowed golden after falling to the ground.
The golden light gradually spread from the center of the stone plate, shrouding the caravan of hundreds of people in the center...
Many people can already smell a fishy smell in the air.
This is a breath that is uniquely poisonous.
If too much breath enters the body, it may even cause poisoning and coma...
Some weak creatures do not need scorpions to hunt them. As long as they are smoked by this poisonous dust, they will naturally faint while running.
Then he was caught and eaten alive by a scorpion that caught up with him.
The stone plate formation dropped by the big man isolated the poisonous dust, which also calmed the atmosphere of the entire caravan.
The entire caravan placed the most common tortoises on the outermost edge, and the middle position seemed very spacious even with hundreds of people crammed into it.
"Sususu!"
Not waiting for everyone to settle down.
The surrounding sand began to vibrate slightly.
The sound of friction between sand makes people's hair stand on end.
Gradually, in addition to the sand rubbing against each other, the friction between the scorpion's claw shells became even more horrifying.
But in a puff of blue-gray smoke in the distance, countless blue-shelled scorpions were showing their teeth and claws, and blue vultures on the horizon were making bird calls...
The cyan scorpions kept attacking in the smoke.
Its huge ferocious claws can crack a scorpion's carapace.
The ugly bald beak first cut off the scorpion's tail, then pecked at the delicious insect meat under the carapace until the beak hollowed out the carapace one by one, and then dropped the green sand scorpion shell from mid-air.
Once again, aim at the target and pounce downwards.
The scorpion group did not resist at all and allowed the green vultures to devour their kind one by one.
However, the caravan people on the sand dune saw a green vulture just grabbing a sand scorpion, and then before it could rise, it staggered and fell on the beach.
"this?"
Many people are very surprised by this.
"This is from inhaling poisonous dust..."
It turns out that although the green vulture can kill the green sand scorpion from high altitude, every time it pounces into the smoke and dust to hunt, it will inhale more or less part of the fishy and poisonous smoke.
After accumulating many times, Qingjiu gradually became poisoned.
But after being poisoned, the green vulture was still greedy and preyed on the green sand scorpion again and again.
In the end, he fell headlong into the poisonous dust, and was immediately covered by the green sand scorpions around him, biting the feathers and flesh of the green vulture...
The green eagle, which was as tall as a man, was torn to pieces in just three or two breaths, leaving only the bones.
"coming!"
The big man roared.
However, they saw a plume of smoke and dust a hundred feet high, covering the hill where they were standing.
"Swiss, hiss, hiss!"
Various weird sounds stimulated everyone's eardrums.
Even if there is a formation guarding the surroundings, there are always some sand scorpions passing by, curiously bumping into the formation light shield...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The sand scorpion knocked the light shield swaying.
The hearts of the entire caravan couldn't help but jump.
The chance of survival when encountering a swarm of sand scorpions is only 30%, and there is a 70% chance of being swallowed whole by the sand scorpions.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The timid ones in the caravan inevitably began to cry. The big man couldn't help but feel nervous, and the palm holding the spear shaft in his hand was also slippery with sweat.
The originally arrogant red-faced porcupine now stuck its butt out and stuffed its head into the sand. The giant tortoises all shrank their heads, leaving only giant tortoise shells in place.
"call!"
A gust of wind and sand blew by.
On the beach in the distance, bones are exposed underground.
The bones are empty tortoise shells. The flesh and blood have disappeared. The broken bones have long since sunk into the sand dunes. Only a large turtle shell remains in place, standing alone in the sunset, which is quite desolate.
"Crack, click..."
As there are more and more green sand scorpions around.
The photomask also showed obvious fluctuations.
It is obviously an attack power, which may have exceeded the standard.
"Damn, it won't be broken, right?"
The big man's eyes widened.
"I spent a lot of spiritual stones..."
Just when everyone was about to despair, Sand Scorpion's team began to turn in.
Huge clouds of dust flew into the distance.
The sand scorpion, which kept colliding with the formation protection, seemed to be attracted by something at this time.
"Ok?"
Everyone in the caravan widened their eyes.
But he saw that in the wilderness in the distance, sand scorpions formed a 'ball'.
Densely packed sand scorpions lay on the ball, making a scraping sound from the friction between their carapace.
"What is this doing?"
Someone in the caravan asked in confusion.
"I don't know. Anyway, just don't attack us..."
Everyone was lucky to survive the disaster.
Only the big man sighed and watched the sand scorpion ball roll away into the distance.
After staying for an hour, the entire smoke and dust disappeared before our eyes.
Looking back in the direction where the Sand Scorpion came from, there was only fine green sand left on the blue desert.
Dead trees, grass, bones, creatures...
Everything was swept away by the sand scorpions and then buried in the sand.
For tens of thousands of years, this scene has appeared repeatedly. The people living here seem to think this scene is normal. No one thinks there is anything wrong with the desolation after 'Scorpion Dust'?
After experiencing a life and death crisis, the caravan decided to stop and rest.
Although I was not poisoned or bitten to death by sand scorpions along the way, I encountered such a crisis and it was not advisable to run around for the time being.
After setting up a bonfire, the camp gradually became alive.
The big man also put away the stone plate he had released.
My fingers touched the center of the stone plate, where there were several cracks, and I couldn't help but sigh in distress.
Immediately, he raised his head and looked at the four full moons above his head, knowing that these moons would turn into rounds of blazing sun in the early morning of the next day...
The sky of the seven suns is very bright and can light their way home.
"Hi ya ya..."
Clear singing sounded in the camp.
Today, after the attack, the singer who cried softly began to sing for everyone.
This kind of medium-sized caravan hosted by a big man usually has many followers, such as some small businessmen, some traveling doctors, some witches, singers...
They followed the caravan to various cities and oases, earning a sum of money by performing arts and selling news before leaving.
Of course, if they want to join the big caravan, they must 'pay taxes' to the big man.
These people have little fighting power, but having more people in the team can help the people in the caravan spend less time on other aspects when traveling for business.
As the song floated in the night sky, the big man couldn't help but sigh.
But before he could take a breath, there was an exclamation from the guard.
"Ok?"
The big man stood up.
Holding a spear in his hand, he looked towards the commotion.
"what happened?"
The big man frowned.
The team was just commotion, not running away in panic, and it was obviously not a danger.
"Get out of the way, what's going on?"
The big man squeezed through the crowd and looked towards the center.
I saw several women in colorful clothes and several guards in iron armor, looking towards the sand with horrified faces...
"what happened?"
As the big man pushed through the crowd.
The guard in iron armor immediately stood up and saluted: "Captain, he is alone!"
"one person?"
What's so strange about being alone!
The big man pushed away the dancer in front of him, so he could see the person's situation clearly.
It turned out that most of this man's body was covered in sand, and everyone had just dug up his upper body...
"Could it be that the dead were buried?"
The big man couldn't help being surprised and looked at this human face.
One of the dancers covered her mouth, pointed at the human face in the sand and said: "It's still warm, it's a living person..."
The big man couldn't help but be stunned.
He knows the temperature difference in this place.
It's extremely hot during the day and freezing cold at night.
Ordinary people are buried in the sand. How can they ensure breathing, let alone breathing?
Even at this temperature, if iron is buried for several days, it will crack under the influence of cold and heat...
"let me see!"
The big man pushed the dancer away.
Look at the human face buried in the blue sand.
After hesitating for a moment, he took off an iron glove, and then tried to pinch the face...
But before he could reach his hand to his face, he saw the face open its eyes.
"Ahhh!"
The big man was startled.
His buttocks rolled down the sand dune with urine flowing out of him.
Immediately, a man climbed up from the sand dune and said with a little bit of embarrassment on his face: "Who is this?"
Several other people looked at each other in shock.
But he saw the big man and said, "dig him out..."
Several guards gritted their teeth and nodded.
Immediately, there were businessmen watching the excitement, a few dancers in colorful clothes, and the guard captain with his hands on his hips.
After digging for a while, the man in the soil was dug out.
"Hey, it's different!"
One of the dancers muttered.
"what happened?"
"Clothes, his clothes are so strange..."
The most important thing a woman cares about is clothes, so the clothes Li Su wore were naturally strange.
Because it’s not the same world at all!
"He's so handsome!"
One of the dancers couldn't help but blush.
He whispered shyly to his companions.
"Is he a dead man?"
"I think it's a zombie, it should have been buried..."
"No, I think he inhaled the poisonous dust, passed out and was buried in the sand. Then he was lucky enough not to be eaten by the Green Scorpion!"
"So lucky?"
I heard many people muttering.
The big man coughed and walked up to Li Su, looking at his strange clothes. He couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart and said, "Who are you? Can you speak?"
(End of this chapter)
