Chapter 960

The temperature of Wujin desert at night is slightly lower than that of daytime, but it is also extremely hot.

But tonight's weather doesn't seem to be very good. The sand storm is extremely fierce, and the sky is full of black and golden dust.

Sand storm covers the area of nearly ten thousand miles, and the waves excite the vigorous Qi of the body protector, which can barely resist the sand storm, that is, the speed of crossing is greatly reduced.

But there was no way. In order to avoid the pursuit, he could only travel deep into the Wujin desert and find another place to live in.

Six hours later, it began to dawn.

Shen Lang has traveled nearly ten thousand miles all night, running fast and relying on the vigorous Qi to defend against sand storm. The real Qi is consumed badly.

Probably affected by the sand storm, there are few monsters and beasts in the Wujin desert, and no monsters and beasts have been encountered in the way of Shen Lang's travel. I'm lucky.

After daybreak, the sand storm gradually weakened.

Having run so far, Shen Lang feels relieved. If there is no way to locate the vast desert, the martial arts of the Ling and Murong families should be hard to trace.

He decided to find a place to rest for a while, determine the terrain around him, and then think about his future plans.

As the waves move forward, they look left and right to find a place where there are large gravels or boulders that can shelter the sun and sand storms.

But I have been traveling for hundreds of miles, and I haven't found any large gravels or rocks in the empty desert.

On the contrary, the sand in the desert is getting darker and brighter. It's said that in the central area of Wujin desert, the sand is black and gold, which means that shenlang is now close to the central area of the desert.

Shen Lang grabs a handful of sand and looks at it. The black and gold gravel is very bright and hard, like some kind of crystal ore.

Crystal ore can be generally used to make weapons, magic weapons and so on, with fair value. This kind of black gold wire is not very hard, so it is not so valuable.

But the whole desert center is this kind of black gold gravel, so the value is very terrible.

Ordinary Wuxiu can sell the gravel in the Wujin desert for tons at a good price.

Shen Lang can't do such a boring thing. He is just curious about the cause of the black and gold gravel.

"Buzz!"

At this time, Shen wave suddenly heard a dense sound coming from the right side, like the sound of insects, and was shocked.

Soon, to the east of the desert, there was a large group of golden flying insects flying towards the waves. The number of golden flying insects was extremely dense, as high as 230000, and even formed a golden insect cloud in the air.

"No, it's a swarm of flies!"

Shen Lang takes a breath of cold air. He's lucky enough to meet the most horrible flying insects in Wujin desert.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang carries Su Ruoxue and runs.

Unfortunately, the golden insect cloud flies very fast, it seems that it has been staring at the waves, and a large number of flying insects "buzz" whistling.

Just for a moment, the flying insects have caught up, and the distance between them and the sinking waves is rapidly shortened.

Can't get rid of it!

Shen Lang looks like dirt. There's no way to do it now. I have to fight it hard to see if I can scare these flying insects away.

As soon as the storage ring is bright, Shen Lang takes out the Dragon sparrow knife and stares at the golden insect cloud coming quickly.

These flying insects, with golden shell and wings, each of them is the size of a beetle, and each of them is ferocious and fierce, as if they can't wait to devour human flesh and blood.

"Golden beetle fire ant!" Seeing the appearance of the flying insects, Shen Lang cried out.

, as like as two peas of the golden armour, the golden bug is just like the golden ant that Shen Lang saw in the earthly world.

But the golden flame ant in the Wujin desert is much bigger and more violent than the one released by the Pope of the Illuminati.

In the early days of Shen Lang's cultivation, even a hundred weak golden fire ants could not be killed, let alone tens of thousands of enhanced golden fire ants.

Seeing the big golden insect cloud, Shen Lang felt very sad.

We have all come to this step. Even if we die, we must fight for it!

"Blood kill!"

Shen Lang's face shows a trace of madness. He holds the Dragon sparrow knife in his hands and cuts heavily into the golden insect cloud in the air.

"Boom!"

The fury of sabre Qi shocked the earth and the sky. There were four winds, and the sand around was flying everywhere. Countless Sabre Qi were like a huge wind net, which swallowed up a golden insect cloud in an instant.

The roar is continuous, and the sound of "Ding Ding" similar to metal collision can be heard faintly.

After one strike, a large number of golden beetle fire ants fell into the sand, at least 4500.

"There's a play!" Seeing so many insects fall down, Shen Lang feels happy.

But things are not so simple as expected. Only the golden fire ants that fell in the sand clapped their wings again and flew again. They recovered as usual as if they were not injured at all.

There are less than a dozen golden fire ants killed by Shen Lang's blood. They are all old, weak, sick and disabled.

Shen Lang's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. There are at least 230000 golden beetles in the insect cloud. He can only kill more than ten with a single blow, which can only be killed until the year of the monkey and the moon?

Seeing the insect cloud swooping towards himself and Su Ruoxue, Shen Lang has nothing to do. He gnashes his teeth and takes the talisman out of the storage ring. He is ready for the final struggle, just for a glimmer of hope!

Just as Shen wave was biting his fingertips and preparing to trigger the falling talisman, there was a voice in the distance of the desert: "brother Shen?"

As soon as Shen Lang's face changed, he immediately followed the sound. He almost thought he had a hallucination. Is there anyone else in the Wujin desert?

A figure in a white robe came from afar, holding a piece of Rune paper in his hand, and shouted to Shen Lang, "brother Shen, get out of the way!"

After seeing the man's face, Shen Lang's eyes brightened. It was Ouyang Changfeng!

Although I don't know why Ouyang Changfeng is running towards the flying insects for death, maybe the other side has other means. Shen Lang didn't hesitate. He picked up Su Ruoxue and immediately dodged.

The next moment, an incredible scene happened.

Ouyang Changfeng smashed the rune paper in his hand. Suddenly, a large number of lightning and electric sparks came out of the rune paper and attacked the insect cloud.

"Boom!"

The thunder is shocking, and countless electric snakes are running in the golden insect cloud, making a dense "bared" sound.

The bodies of countless golden beetles in the sky fell down, scorched and smoking.

Shen Lang hides aside and looks at the scene of lightning and thunder. He can't help swallowing his saliva and is shocked.

The power gradually disappears after the thunder rages in the insect cloud for several seconds, but the golden fire ants have almost been killed by the lightning.

There are only a few hundred golden beetles left. They are all burnt black and seriously wounded. Their wings are beating hard and they run wild.

Shen Lang takes a deep breath of relief. As expected, he is lucky again. He takes back one life.