Versatile Mage

In the middle of the night, the desert became cold and there was a feeling of walking in the snow and ice. The wind was blowing on the frozen face and the pain was cracked.

When the day is not bright, everyone will continue to move forward. As soon as the sun comes down, the warmth will feel particularly comfortable, but within an hour, the hotter body will start to hate.

This is the case in the desert, which does not give people a little bit of happiness, which is why hunters always stay away from it.

"Going in this direction, you can see a Shaqu River. We walked along the Shaqu River and went down to the downstream area, so we could get close to the former station." Lu Fang opened the map.

It is said that it is a river. In fact, there is a river where there is a deep squat. There is no drop of water at all. The thick sand makes it particularly difficult for people to lift their feet.

This sand and river is an important symbol. It took a long time to find the river, otherwise it would not be possible to go in the wrong direction.

Then you can walk along the river, no need to plan the road route, but the river is not so calm.

"Everyone found that the sand that is not here is particularly soft and sticky. If you go slower, you will feel that the body will fall down... This is just the beginning. After waiting for the downstream, the sand is comparable to the swamp. Without a little bit of gravity, we must keep a certain speed so that we don't fall into these sands," Mofan said.

Mo Fan also collected a lot of information, and I still understand the situation of this Shaqu River.

"Can't you harden the sand?" Wang Jiu-ming asked, his eyes unconsciously looking at the soil mage in the team.

The soil masters shook their heads: "These sands are very difficult to control. I can't see that we can't use them here."

"That is really troublesome."

"I'm already trotting, but I still feel that my body will sink."

"Then run faster."

A group of more than a dozen people, constantly leaving deep footprints in the Shaqu River, but each of them has a muddy sand on their feet. The more the sand is stained, the heavier the pace will become. If time is It didn't matter if it was short-lived, but they have been running in this sand for nearly half a day...

"Take me a hand, pull me a hand, I want to sink!!" Behind the team, the hunter in charge of logistics suddenly cried.

Everyone looked back and found that he had fallen to the bottom of the mud and felt that the whole person had stepped into a river mud pit...

"The fourth, what are you doing, let you run faster, the sand here is as heavy as a few sheets of paper, and we will sink without speed support!" Ge Ming yelled.

"I... I... ah!!! There is something that caught my foot!!!" Suddenly, Li Si called out, like a drowning man screaming there.

Because Li Sizhong was slow, his body fell into the body. If other people stopped, they would sink into the terrible muddy river. The sediment here is obviously full of an aggressive nature. They will wrap all the objects that have fallen, and then squatting on the objects, not letting them break free. This kind of adsorption is no less inferior to the bite force of a war-class creature. This is also the terrible of the Shaqu River. local!

"There is nothing to catch you, you are deeper, wait for me, I will pull you up!" Ge Ming kept the speed, wrapped around a big circle and was about to go back and help Li Sizhong.

"I am coming." Mo Fan said to Ge Ming.

When Ge Ming kept the speed back, Li Sizhong estimated that his head was stuck under the sand.

"Lecture control - virtual claws!" Mo Fan thought of a move, the invisible power of silver turned into a huge hand, and suddenly caught the upper body of Li Sizhong.

"Get up!"

Mo Fan used his power to pull him out of the sand, but a powerful resistance made Mofan feel a little swaying. He didn’t even drag Li Sizhong out of it, which made Mo Fan feel shocked. !

Li Sizhong’s body is only half-fallen. The sediment that absorbs it is equivalent to the brute force of hundreds of evil spirits. He seized Li Sizhong’s death and refused to let him escape. Mo Fanben thought his own power. Can easily pull him out, who knows that it has failed!

Mo has to concentrate and strengthen his mind.

"Ah!

"Monkey, think of ways to dispel those cannibal sand!" Mofan changed his face and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Xiaohou.

Zhang Xiaohou immediately realized the crisis. He first evoked a whirlwind, suspended himself in midair, and then displayed the rock devil's shackles and forced to compete with those terrible sediments.

After exhibiting the high-order earth magic, Zhang Xiaohou suddenly realized how terrible the sand below is. It also understands why Mofan called them a cannibal sand. Each of these sands seems to have life. In general, their high density is concentrated near the objects that are falling in, such as the hungry beasts madly fighting and dragging, the power is amazing.

When Mo Fan used his mind to drag Li Sizhong out, these cannibals were also madly pulled down. Mo Fan did not dare to increase the power of mind control, because it is likely to pull Li Sizhong directly into In two paragraphs, these cannibals are far from being so good to deal with!

Zhang Xiaohou used the devil of the rock to forcibly expel those cannibal sands. Mo Fan saw that he did not even have a slight delay, and used Li Qi to fiercely throw Li Sizhong out.

"Oh!!"

At the moment when I came out, everyone heard the sound of the bones being torn off. Li Sizhong directly fainted...

"This……"

Everyone saw a heart, and no one thought that this ordinary mud had such a terrible phagocytosis. If Mofan happened to be a mage master, they really didn’t know how to get Li Sizhong from Pull it out in the sand.

"It’s just some dislocations. It’s no big deal. The absorption power of these cannibals exceeds five tons. The more you sink, the more the adsorption power will rise. Don’t sink any more. Once the adsorption force exceeds ten tons, even if the adsorption force exceeds ten tons, I forcibly pulled you out, and your body will become two!" Mo Fan solemnly said to everyone.

Everyone saw it in the scene just now. I was convinced of Mo Fan’s words. Unconsciously, everyone accelerated their speed and did not dare to let their feet fall.

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"How come it is not over, I feel that my legs are a thousand pounds." Zheng Tong called.

Even if you lightly step on the sand at a fast enough speed, the physical exertion is much larger than usual. If you run all the time, you will be exhausted. Everyone has been walking for a long time, and some people are getting physically weak.

"Me too, I can't walk." The wounded squirrel said.

"Isn't it yet?? Head?"

Ge Ming calmed his face and showed from the map that this cannibal sand river is at least five hours away. If everyone can't keep going now, then the trouble is really big!

Although this Quhe River is not particularly wide, if you travel two kilometers to two kilometers on both sides, you can also step on the shore. The problem is that the Shaqu River is on both sides of the violent konjac. The violent konjac is a famine-type demon. Calculate with 10,000, they are not the bookmaker, the plant, but the living thing!

The violent konjac is terrible. Once it is stared at by the violent konjac, the endless pursuit will begin. It is hard to guarantee the safety of the players in the team. So this shore is no matter what. Can not be on, it is equivalent to go to the stormy konjac to send lunch.

In fact, the construction of the military base in the Tarim Basin is mainly to prevent the gangsters of the gangsters. The tribes are S-class in terms of aggression, killing and destructiveness. In recent decades, many western cities have suffered from these storms. The dust sweeps the tribe's sweeping, that is the real **** on earth, people, livestock, plants and buildings, as long as the wind of the enchanted konjac is scraped, nothing is left!

The treacherous konjac tribe has a wide range of territories. It is only possible to walk through the Shaqu River, but the horror of the Shaqu River is beyond the imagination of everyone.

"Going on, we all have to sink, we have to go ashore." Lu Fang said.

Not all human strength is so fierce with Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou, like Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Nujia have some physical strength.

Mo Fan is holding the spirit, and he is still carrying Mudanjiao and Jiang Shaoxu in turn. He can still insist on being as strong as a cow, but that is the passive ability that the demon system has given him. Other old hunters can't afford it!

"Or, go ashore, I think go on, we really have to feed all the sand." Wang Jiu-ming said.

"But it is even more terrible on the shore, and as soon as we land, those violent savage konjac will find us..."

"This doesn't work either, it doesn't work, don't you wait to die!" Someone called out impatiently.

"The violent konjac must not be provoked. Let's take turns to pave the way. Don't save the magic energy at this time. You can go out and say, I will use my ice magic to pave the way, then use the plant system, the wind system. Give you speed up..." Muyu said.

Everyone looked at Ge Ming.

Walking outside, the magic can be used to hurry, it is equal to half life, everyone knows that the destination must go through a big battle, no magic can they fight?

"This is the only way. The ice system, the soil system, and the plant system are responsible for paving the road. The wind system is accelerated, go, go, don't slow down, go quickly!" Ge Ming said.

There was frost on the animal husbandry, and the little cold crystals flew to the front. A white ice bridge was laid on the man-made sand. Ge Ming was in front and took the lead on the ice bridge at the fastest speed. Forward.

"Hey, let's go!!"

The hunters sighed, but they could only continue on their way.