forbidden place

After beheading Lin Yushu, Han Hui stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Yushu suddenly, and brought Lin Yushu into the protection range of the Bimang sword. No matter how powerful a corpse was before it was alive, there is no possibility of it being preserved in this ghost sand.

I dug out the storage bag from Lin Yushu's body, and found four or five pieces of two-star treasures, as well as a large number of pills. Qi practitioners usually have the habit of carrying all their wealth with them. It is something useful for training or fighting.

When you go out for a walk, you may encounter a life-and-death struggle at any time, and you can rely on these things on your body. If you leave it at home, if someone is killed, it will be nothing.

Although a few two-star treasures are not in Han Hui's eyes, they are still better than nothing, especially the pills, which are what he needs most.

He took out the qi invigorating pill and swallowed it with his mouth open. The qi invigorating pill is divided into upper, middle and lower ranks. The lower rank of qi invigorating pills can basically replenish the true energy of the whole body by swallowing one grain during the Qi condensation period, and continue to fight.

The middle-grade ones can complement the primordial essence of a body, and the top-grade ones can complement the true essence of a leaping realm.

However, top-grade qi-invigorating pills are already very rare, and Lin Yushu only had more than 300 in his storage bag. Han Hui took out three qi-tonifying pills and swallowed them.

As soon as it was like a throat, I felt that the qi invigorating pill turned into a hot stream, flowing into the dantian from the throat, and the dantian qi sea that had been exhausted was refilled.

"The qi invigorating pill is really miraculous. With this elixir, it should not be difficult to get out of the ghost sand? Why is Lin Yushu so afraid? Could it be that the scope of the ghost sand is extremely wide?" Han Hui thought.

Now I can't control so much, I stepped on the Bimang sword, stretched out my hand to close the scorpion puppet, a green light of about three feet rippled around his body, wrapped him like a wave, and galloped forward.

This is probably how Yujian rides the wind and travels thousands of miles.

It's just that the scope of the ghost sand is too vast, and because of the huge resistance of the sand, Han Hui's flying speed is greatly restricted.

It looks like it's flying in the air, but it's actually not much faster than a galloping horse. The resistance is too great. A grain of sand can kill a Qi trainer. This level of resistance is terrifying.

After flying for a full two hours, there was still an endless sea of ​​sand ahead, and the roaring sand grains became more and more powerful. The sword light condensed by the Bimang sword had shortened to a radius of one foot, and the cold glow was quietly in the air, wiping Sweating all over his head, he reached out and took out a few top-grade qi-tonifying pills and swallowed them.

Going on like this is not an option, he doesn't know the direction at all, and the power of the sand grains is getting stronger and stronger, I believe it won't be long before this Bimang sword can't protect him.

When the grains of sand can break through the attack of the Sanxing treasure, there is absolutely no possibility of his body being spared, and he will definitely be beaten into a pulp by the sand.

Standing quietly in the sky, Han Hui decided to go with the flow, narrowing the range of the Bimang sword again, letting the wind blow him forward.

This will save a lot of effort, but the biggest threat now is not the exhaustion of strength, there are still a lot of pills, so there will be no such danger for the time being.

The key is that the wind and sand are getting closer and closer, knowing how long this three-star treasure can protect him.

If you don't go against the wind, your speed is right, and you fly like lightning for nearly an hour.

Han Hui suddenly found that the light was flickering in front of him, and a red lantern-like thing was hanging in the sky and was flying with difficulty.

That lantern must be a treasure. Under this kind of wind and sand, Han Hui didn't believe that any lantern could be preserved.

The two sides staggered past, but in a flash, the lantern was traveling against the wind, while the cold glow was traveling against the wind, the speeds of the two sides superimposed, and the effort of two or three breaths was no longer visible.

"It seems that we really have to fly against the wind!" After flying again for a while, Han Hui rubbed his head and sighed.

Although the speed of flying with the wind is very fast, the ghost sand is changeable and the wind direction is uncertain. After flying for such a short time, it has changed its direction dozens of times. If it continues like this, it is impossible to fly out of the sand sea.

It's no wonder that Lantern is also desperately trying to consume the pills, and has to fly against the wind. There is no way to do it. If you fly in one direction, you still have hope of going out. If you fly in parallel, you can only circle around in place.

Suddenly, a ray of light shot over and collided with Han Hui.

A loud bang made Han Hui dizzy, and the Bimang Excalibur wailed.

With a "poof", Han Hui couldn't control it, and opened his mouth to spit out a big mouthful of blood.

There is such a thing in the ghost sand?

Seeing Liu Guang disappear, Han Hui's heart is broken, this is too fucking nonsense, as long as it happens again, he will have to die on the spot.

No wonder Lin Yushu was so obsessed with Guisha's position, it seemed reasonable.

Just thinking of this, another ray of light shot out, Han Hui still didn't dodge, and the sword in his hand wailed again.

"Kacha" "Kacha" Han Hui even heard the sound of his own bones breaking, what kind of light is this, so powerful?

The emerald green light gradually dimmed, because Han Hui was injured, and the sword was also damaged, and the light emitted tightly surrounded his body.

In an instant, he felt the pain of Wan Jian piercing his body. Before those sand grains collided with the light of the Bimang sword, he was able to control it with the help of his own true energy. Now the green light is on his body, and all the reflections The power of the shock was all added to his body.

"Pfft" spat out a mouthful of blood again.

A blush appeared on Hanhui's face, and he reached out and took out a few pills and swallowed them into his stomach, replenishing his vitality, and at the same time turned his palm over, and a mirror flew out.

This mirror is the Kuangsha Mirror, the treasure of the Kuangshamen, and according to Fairy Yu, it is the pinnacle of the four-star treasures.

Relying on his understanding of the Kuangsha Secret Scroll, when he barely used it, it was even more powerful than the Bimang Sword. However, after seeing the Kuangshamen, he never dared to take it out and use it.

If someone finds out, he will definitely die!

The person Yu Fairy killed was not in a state of ecstasy, but to be able to possess such a treasure, his status in the Kuang Shamen must not be low. If the Kuang Shamen blamed him for this account, it would definitely be a death sentence.

However, he didn't care so much now, and if he didn't use this mirror, he wouldn't even be able to survive the next moment.

With just a flip of his palm, a shining mirror appeared in his hand. Strange to say, the scorching aura around him diminished a lot as soon as the mirror appeared, before it was activated.

Han Hui lightly activated the crazy sand mirror, and strange things happened, and the sand grains that could penetrate Qi practitioners swarmed around them became softer in an instant.

One by one, like children who have found their mother, hovered docilely around Han Hui, Han Hui's eyes widened in an instant, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Nimma, if I knew it was so simple, why bother to use the Bimang sword and hurt my whole body!" Han Hui couldn't help but swear.

Under the protection of the mirror light, Han Hui flew towards a fixed direction, changing from flying to recuperating his own meridians and wounds.

A few bones were broken by the shock, not to mention the skin wounds, and the viscera also suffered a lot of damage. However, he is already a master of the combined realm, and this kind of injury does not affect his flying.

After half a day's work, he realized that the yellow sand in front of him disappeared, and a clear sky appeared. Han Hui turned his head away in surprise.

In the distance, the ghost sand disappeared in a flash.

What speed is this?

He, a person who builds a realm, can't keep up with his eyes?

It's no wonder that everyone in the desert talks about ghosts and sand color changes, and the Hezhu Realm will inevitably fall when encountering such a scene, even if you are in a trance, it can't guarantee everything.

There is still a desert under the feet, but from a distance, you can already see the greenery, and there is actually a piece of green claws in the distance.

Fortunately, the ghost sand did not continue to move forward. If it entered the oasis, the oasis would be completely destroyed.

Han Hui sat on the ground breathing calmly, recuperating his body.

The sound of insects chirping and snakes crawling could be heard continuously, and even the sound of sand ants mating could be heard clearly, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

This is a master of co-construction, and the flying flowers and fallen leaves in a radius of hundreds of feet can't fill their ears, so Han Hui doesn't worry about being attacked when he is recuperating.

Poisonous insects can't do it, and neither can people. He will detect it if he enters a range of hundreds of feet. If he can't detect it, he is no match for others with his eyes open.

It took a full half a day for the jing yuan in Han Hui's body to gradually slow down, slowly flow towards the dantian, and finally settle in the dantian peacefully.

He let out a breath, opened his eyes, and was about to get up when he suddenly heard a voice speaking.

"Few flowers, good means, no wonder you can hunt and kill the desert golden python!" The voice was full of flattery.

After this sound came to the ears, there was a sound of a galloping horse, the horse's hooves stepped on the sand, making a soft rustling sound, like a person with lightness kung fu performing lightness kung fu walking on the sand.

Han Hui stood up, and saw that the first person was galloping, at least at the peak of Qi Condensation, his feet did not touch the ground, and he slammed into the void, flying in the air like an arrow.

Behind him are six galloping horses galloping forward. This kind of horse is several tens of centimeters taller than the horses on the earth, and it is also longer than the horses on the earth. Its back is also broad. , placed on the horse's back like a recliner.

He has never seen such a horse, but he can be sure that bringing this kind of horse to the earth, not to mention the issue of species being studied by scientists, just those horse racing enthusiasts can give hundreds of millions of dollars.

Because this kind is not only handsome in appearance, comfortable to sit on, but also fast. When you step on the sand and flick it lightly, the muscles in your legs are jerked like a bowstring, and you can jump several feet.

While Han Hui was watching them, they also saw Han Hui, alone, covered in yellow sand, staring blankly at them.

"There are few flowers, we just have bait, we can go to lure the desert golden python!" The man who was speeding ahead stopped ten feet in front of Han Hui, and bowed to the flatterer who was galloping behind him.