Versatile Mage: The core of the Ark, childhood sweetheart Ding Yumian

Chapter 116: Sha Xiaohu doesn't show his power, but turns into Hello Kitty
Fang Zhou summoned out his own "big-headed dragon", and the momentum of the advanced sub-dragons was extremely strong. It can be said that even if he encountered an ordinary monarch-level demon, he would be unable to hold back for a while.

Everyone rode on the dragon's back and reached the Shawang River without any hindrance.

It has to be said that traveling by dragon is convenient and fast. Many monsters that may be encountered on the way can be ignored.

Even though the Desert Magic Tigers in Dunhuang have a relatively high bloodline and a rather bad temper, and can easily run into a general-level one, when they discover the dragon might released by Big Head commanding an advanced sub-dragon on the ground, they have to retract their tails and pretend to be a Hello Kitty.

"Hoohoho!!!"

"Meow meow meow~~~"

There was no danger along the way and they soon arrived at the area where the Shawang River was located.

The Shawang River is a river on the plateau that has been dry for who knows how many years. After years of wind erosion, the entire river channel has become extremely wide. Even on the map, the Shawang River looks like a long earth-colored dragon lying on the land of Dunhuang. Its length almost spans half of the province, and its narrowest place is probably more than ten kilometers!
This long Shawang River is filled with a kind of horrifying creatures. They are the White Sand Demon Soldiers. Standing on the raised Gobi Desert and looking forward, you can see a dry land that is sinking.

It is called a river, but to everyone it looks more like a sea, slowly sinking along the earth. It is filled with fine white mud and sand of varying thickness, rising and falling. From a distance it looks more like a surging white ocean.

"Aren't they saying that white sand demon soldiers can be seen everywhere here? Why don't I see any?" Zhang Xiaohou shielded the sunlight from above with his hands and said in a gazing manner.

Everyone also had this question in their minds. At this moment, the field of vision was quite wide and they could see the white sand a few kilometers away. There was nothing moving in the sand, except for the occasional thin layer of white sand waves. No movement was seen outside.

They got off the dragon's back when they were still some distance away from the Shawang River. Noticing their doubts, Fang Zhou couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his hand and patted the scales of the big head. Soon it caught a warrior-level Sand Howling Tiger and threw it directly into the Shawang River from a distance.

All I saw was layers of mud and sand waves suddenly exploding in the calm white mud and sand.

In the wild white sand, rows of white sand demon soldiers rose from the ground, all holding sand-transformed long swords, neatly surrounding the seriously injured sand tiger. After observing it with vigilance, they chopped at the sand tiger with their sand-transformed swords.
The Sand Roaring Tiger let out a series of sharp screams, and soon turned into blood flying all over the sky!

After killing the invading enemies, they quickly turned into grains of fine white sand and scattered all over the Shawang River.

The whole process took only a few seconds. From a calm white sandy land, hundreds of white giant swords suddenly emerged, and then the sand returned to its previous calmness. Everyone was stunned!
"Do you see it now?" Fang Zhou asked with his arms folded across his chest and raised his eyebrows, and put away the big-headed dragon.

Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan and Zhang Xiaohou kept nodding their heads. They were almost scared to death!
If you step into it directly, who knows how many white sand demon soldiers will rush out at once, and even stronger monsters may appear!

"Let's take a break first, adjust our condition, and then prepare to cross the river." Lingling said calmly.

After everyone was ready, they found the nearest river in a straight line with the guidance of Lingling's handheld map.

"Xinxia, ​​go first. I'll take over if there are any problems." Fang Zhou said. The girl finally went on a long journey and was ready to perform and gain experience. She had to be given a chance. Then Zhao Manyan went out to lead the way. Xinxia closed her eyes and slowly folded her hands in front of her chest, using her mind to convey a kind of power that ordinary people could not perceive.

Mo Fan, who was standing aside, only felt a trace of magical energy fluctuating, but no matter how wide he opened his eyes, he could not see what was emanating from Xinxia. This was the invisible power of the mind. Among the people present, only Fang Zhou could clearly feel this power.

"She is worthy of being the chosen goddess. She has been possessed by the soul of Parthenon since childhood. Her mental power is so pure that she is almost comparable to Yu Mian, but her strength is indeed a little lower." Fang Zhou thought to himself.

"Soul soothing!"

Xinxia cast a spiritual spell, and when the star map was finished, shallow ripples like transparent water could be seen gently spreading out under her feet, dispersing the violent aura of all the white sand monster soldiers. They then slowly turned into fine white sand and disintegrated in a gust of wind, falling back into a deep sleep in the Sand River.

In this way, the group stepped into the Shawang River timidly. In the middle of the journey, Zhang Xiaohou told a joke, saying that the fine sand in the river blown up by the wind was actually the ashes of those who died here. As a result, Xinxia was disturbed, the star map was broken, and everyone was suddenly surrounded by the White Sand Demon General.

Ordinary Baisha demon soldiers are just monsters at the slave level. What are surrounding them now are the stronger Baisha demon generals, and above them are the more powerful Baisha commanders, as well as the real master of the Shawang River. The Shawang Ancient Winding Dragon is a monarch-level existence, and even Fang Zhou doesn't want to encounter this thing.

Although the river here is the narrowest, the level of the monsters in it is higher. When Xinxia's magic power was a little unsustainable, Fang Zhou smiled and took over, sweeping the surroundings with a vast mental power.

As a high-level third-level psychic magician with mental strength as high as the fifth level, Fang Ark has indeed suppressed all the white sand monsters nearby!

That’s right, it’s suppression, not simple appeasement.

In this way, everyone passed the Shawang River with confidence.

Only Xinxia looked at Fang Zhou a few more times. She was keenly aware of Fang Zhou's strength. Even though she didn't know what realm Fang Zhou was at, she knew how huge the gap between her and him was.

"Brother Fang Zhou's attainments in the psychic system are even greater than I thought!" Xinxia exclaimed.

"No, no, your sister Yumian is the real amazing one. When you have time, you can ask her more about mental magic. It might be helpful to you." Fang Zhou said modestly.

Ding Yumian undoubtedly possesses the most powerful psychic talent in the world. Even Fang Zhou, who possesses the template, and Xinxia, ​​who possesses the soul, are probably inferior to her in this respect. More importantly, she mainly studies psychic magic, while Fang Zhou has too many things to practice, and Xinxia is also distracted by practicing white magic.

After stepping onto the northern corner of Zhuoyuan, Zhao Manyan asked, "So what should we do next?"

(End of this chapter)