Chapter 74

In less than an hour, Ning Cheng came to the edge of the Thunderbolt Desert. What caught his eye was a dark yellow sky, as if a layer of yellow fog had formed in front of him, and his eyes could not reach far.

On the edge of the desert, there was a huge boulder with a radius of 100 zhang. This boulder was the location of the entrance marked on the simple map that Ning Cheng obtained.

Without any hesitation, Ning Cheng stepped on the sword and rushed into the desert from the edge of the boulder. After just a stick of incense, Ning Cheng had to drop the flying sword.

Even if he was already at the Ningzhen cultivation level, the violent sand and stone storm in the Thunder Falling Desert made him unable to control the position of Feijian. Likewise, he couldn't find specific map markers in the desert.

Ning Cheng put away the flying sword, and the speed under his feet increased instead. He said that he would come back in the future to kill the person who wanted him, but right now he is far from being an opponent of others.

Three days later, Ning Cheng found the second sign on the simple map, a dead poplar tree.

Ning Cheng walked to the root of a huge Populus euphratica tree and sat down. He ran with all his strength in the desert for three days in a row. He also felt a little tired.

Just as Ning Cheng sat down, an extremely terrifying whistling sound came, and Ning Cheng quickly stood up again. A yellow dragon composed of fine sand roared and rushed over at an extremely fast speed. Ning Cheng even had room to resist, he was directly swept away by this Huanglong, and at the same time he was taken away by Huanglong.

At this moment, Ning Cheng could only sigh inwardly at the madness and terrifying nature of this nature. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been swept into pieces by this yellow dragon.

Ning Cheng quickly felt that something was wrong. The yellow dragon formed by the yellow sand was like a tornado. After he was swept up by the yellow sand, it seemed that his entire body was swept in one direction.

Because he felt something was wrong, Ning Cheng remembered that he was already a cultivator on the first level of condensing truth. A monk on the first level of condensing truth should not be swept away by the yellow sand blown in the desert, right?

As Huang Sha's restraint on him became stronger, the bad feeling in Ning Cheng's heart became heavier and heavier. He had an intuition in his heart that in the end, he wouldn't even have a way to break free, and would be drawn into a place he didn't know about at all.

Thinking of this, Ning Cheng felt anxious, and punched out. This punch was exactly the one he learned from the Daan Forest Giant Axe Killing Intent. He didn't have an axe, so he slammed it out with his fist. Facts have proved that he has used this kind of fist and axe several times, and the effect seems to be good.

"Bang" sounded like a bang, and Ning Cheng's punch directly smashed a sand hole in the yellow dragon. Ning Cheng didn't even think about it, his entire body turned into a thread and pierced through the sand mouth.

The next moment, the Yellow Sand Changlong had gone away with a roaring sound.

When Ning Cheng looked down, he found that except for a set of inner armor made by the old woman in Nanyuan City, the rest of his clothes had completely disappeared, and there were only countless scratches of fine sand.

"It's amazing." Ning Cheng muttered to himself in amazement, and quickly took out a set of clothes and put it on.

There is such a terrifying yellow dragon in the Thunder Falling Desert. If he did not come out of the yellow dragon in time, what would the result be?

At this time, Huang Long passed by, and Ning Cheng realized that he had lost his way. Ning Cheng turned around, just as he was about to see where the Populus euphratica tree was, he felt his feet loosen, and he subconsciously flew up.

A huge vortex appeared where he stood just now, and the vortex rolled in all the surrounding fine sand, forming a funnel shape.

An incomparably powerful suction force came, and the force came so suddenly that it almost sucked Ning Cheng directly into the funnel vortex.

Ning Cheng forcibly turned his True Essence, his entire body like a sword beam, rushing towards the sand outside the whirlpool.

After a few breaths, Ning Cheng landed on the sandy ground. Looking at the vortex that was still growing in the distance, he felt the horror of the Thunder Falling Desert for the first time.

He was swept into the vortex, or he might die, but who knows what's in the vortex?

It seems that he must find the route map he walked before, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get out of the Thunder Desert. The route he walked before must be the safest route in the desert, otherwise he would not have encountered danger for several days. Now he has just deviated from the original map direction, and he has been in distress several times. If the passing Huanglong hadn't taken him away, he shouldn't have strayed from the original route.

Ning Cheng became more and more careful when walking. At this time, he was not looking for the way to Huazhou, but to find the way he used to walk.

Another five days passed, and Ning Cheng encountered more than a dozen various sand and stone whirlpools, but he escaped them all. Fortunately, the kind of sandstorm that formed a yellow dragon, he did not encounter it a second time.

Ning Cheng knew that this was not the way to go. If he continued like this, he would sooner or later fall into this Thunderbolt Desert.

He stopped, he still can't make the azimuth array, but he can make a simple compass.

Ning Cheng's compass had not yet been made, and a fishy smell was detected by Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng immediately grabbed the remnant spear from behind, this fishy smell was definitely the smell of a monster. He knew that there were many monsters in the Leihai Desert, and these monsters were still in groups. Once surrounded, it would be difficult to get away.

Sure enough, just as Ning Cheng grabbed the spear in his hand, the sound of 'chacha' came over. When Ning Cheng saw the monster approaching in front of him, he almost froze. Countless monsters rushed towards him overwhelmingly.

These monsters are so densely packed that you can't see the edge at all. Moreover, these monsters rushed towards this side in a three-dimensional manner, not only on the ground, but also flying in the air. Ning Cheng could imagine that there must be the same monsters under the sand.

These monsters have sarcomas of different sizes all over their bodies, and they look only over a foot long, with some turbid mucus dripping from their sharp mouths, which look extremely terrifying and ugly.

When the crowd of monsters saw Ning Cheng, they immediately swarmed up. Ning Cheng's scalp felt numb, he had never seen such a disgusting scene.

How could he dare to hesitate, the long spear in his hand has already brought one after another spear glow, and these spear glows form a spear net, keeping these countless ugly monsters out of the spear net.

One advantage of fighting these monsters is that you only need to use your most powerful strength, and you don't have to worry about being calculated.

One after another, the blood mist melted away in front of the spear, and such monsters were swept away by Ning Cheng's spear. Ning Cheng could clearly see that the bodies of the monsters he killed were instantly eaten by their companions, and then the rest of the monsters continued to swarm, not knowing what death was at all.

The cultivation of these monsters is indeed not high, but no matter how high they are, they can't hold much. Batch after batch of monsters were slaughtered by Ning Cheng, and batches of the same monsters swarmed up again. Not only that, these sand monsters also exude an unpleasant smell. As soon as Ning Cheng smelled this odor, he felt uncomfortable. Fortunately, with the encouragement of his true essence, the discomfort quickly disappeared without a trace.

For a whole day, Ning Cheng spent his time in the slaughter. His 12 shots of Xuan Bing gave rise to the thirteenth shot, the fourteenth shot... the twenty-one shot.

It's a pity that even if his spear skills are getting more and more proficient and the spear lights derived from it are getting more and more, his true essence can't keep up. He didn't know how many such sand monsters he had killed, but the monsters he faced not only did not decrease, but instead increased.

Ning Cheng felt some despair in his heart. If he had known this, he might as well be swept away by the yellow dragon.

The situation in front of him was simply a dilemma, and he had no way of getting out of it. Whether it is in the air, on the surface of the sand, or under the sand, there are such endless sand monsters.

Just when Ning Cheng was thinking about whether the Xuan Huangzhu in his body could help, the endless sand monsters suddenly gave up and continued to attack Ning Cheng, and instead ran away frantically from Ning Cheng's side. It was only a short period of time. The sand monsters left cleanly.

If it weren't for the fact that the fine sand nearby had been dyed dark red, Ning Cheng would have thought that the scene just now was just an illusion.

"My luck won't be so good?" Ning Cheng said to himself in disbelief. When he was about to be killed by these sand monsters, these sand monsters suddenly retreated inexplicably. This was not good luck. What?

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