Chapter 612 The lonely smoke in the desert

On the way, Zhang Chong was feeling the magic use of the tonic stone. Unexpectedly, he found that the tonic stone was connected with the arrow feather, and the tightly stitched like a whole, as if he was considering the existence of the tonic stone when refining the blue feather bow, and he could also feel the moisture of the tonic stone. Under this, the power of the Biyu bow is constantly increasing. Although there is only one arrow in the hand, if it is a continuous speed, it is not much worse than before, and the power is much stronger.

In addition to this, there is another change, that is, he has a strange feeling about where the sea of sand is located. He vaguely has a kind of expectation for that place, which is like a place planned by fate, making a faint call to attract him. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking that there was also such a call in the ears of the high priest, which made her lead the elite of the Biyu tribe to explore.

In this way, with his understanding of the mysterious place, if this call and attraction are not sent by the high priest, there is only one possibility, which is from the temple. In this way, Zhang Chong was also overjoyed. He originally had no direction at all, but now he has a direction, which is much better. What's more, this direction may be of great benefit to the patching stone in his hand. If he can improve his strength by this, I'm afraid he will also rescue Ye Yuwei. It's a lot easier.

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The desert is lonely and the smoke is straight, and the long river is sunset.

Although Zhang Chong had been prepared for a long time, when he came to the quicksand sea, he couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. The desolation of this place was beyond his imagination. He walked at his speed for ten days, and the scenery he saw was almost the same. The hot sand seemed to be roasted by the unobstructed sun. There is a smell of scorching on all sides. The sky is as blue as washing, and it is like a big blue pot covering the ground. Looking around, the endless sea of sand can't help but make people afraid.

In this space, no matter how good a person has a sense of direction, he will feel powerless and think that he has been lost for a long time.

This feeling is quite bad.

However, Zhang Chong walked down silently. He looked resolute and walked in a direction. At this moment, what he relied on was no longer what his eyes saw, but the wisp of fluctuations he felt in his heart.

This day was the eleventh day. Zhang Chong was moving forward. Suddenly, he saw the sand and dust rolling in front of him. It seemed that a large group of people rushed in this direction. The speed of the dust in front of him would come here in less than half an hour. And here unobstructed, Zhang Chong could not avoid it. At that time, an ominous foreboding arose in his heart, but he was not too flustered. Instead, he took off the long bow and put the arrow on it. One eye narrowed slightly, and his body slowly floated into the air, posing in a state of attack.

The dust rolled, and the momentum was extremely fast. Before long, Zhang Chong had seen what was rushing over. It turned out to be a group of vast wolves. Above the head of each wolf, there was a bright light, just like all the people of the Biyu tribe, which left a deep impression.

The first few wolves are huge, and the light above their heads is also brighter. They are running fast. Looking at their body shape and speed, they should be comparable to the first level of Xuanxian, and the momentum of this group of wolves is no less than that of any one. The battle array under the four major forces, or it can be said to be more than enough.

This really surprised Zhang Chong. He didn't expect that there would be such a strong power in the quicksand sea, and so far, he has not seen any shadow of the temple. In his heart, he can't help but improve his judgment on the danger in this quicksand sea. .

The wolves also found Zhang Chong standing high in mid-air. Their momentum increased in an instant, and their speed did not decrease at all. However, the enthusiasm revealed from their eyes all showed their disdain for Zhang Chong. Obviously, although Zhang Chong is still standing in front, in the imagination of the wolves, It has already become food in the stomach.

Zhang Chong's eyes were like iron. In the scorching sun and flying sand, his arms did not shake at all. The first blue feather arrow was green, like a green line cutting through the sky without any sign, and the arrow burst into the wolves like electric light.

Zhang Zhong's idea of thieves to capture the king first is extremely simple. The direction of his arrow is the most powerful among the wolves.

The wolf led by

obviously felt a great threat. It roared and stood up. When its single claws waved forward, the remnants of Taoism appeared, and its sharp claws were as sharp as a blade, as if to form a powerful silver-white light shield.

The ears heard a crackling sound like broken glass. At that moment, the silver-white light shield formed did not show as strong as shown. The mercury shattered the ground like a leak. The wolf roared. With unwillingness and anger in its eyes, it was shot by Zhang Chong's arrows, and then the divine color slowly faded. With only one arrow, he died immediately.

When the patching stone shot in front of the arrow, it made a happy cry. It flashed with a faint light, like a long whale absorbing water, inhaling the wisp of light on the head wolf's forehead. The brilliance on the stone immediately became much brighter, and the rest of the wolf's body was like a broken skin. The bag was swept up by the wind.

Looking at the cruel death of the head wolf, all the wolf's eyes flashed with anger and fear, but the fear soon dissipated, replaced by deeper anger. The wolves were originally gregarious animals, and they had the strongest feelings for the whole, and the dead wolf was the greatest malice to all wolves. Because of this, their formation is constantly changing. If they had pushed forward in a straight line before, then at this moment, they slowly bent into a circle and surrounded Zhang Chong in it. Their intention was self-evident that they must kill Zhang Chong before they were willing.

Between the sand and dust, the wolves have completed the change of formation. Their attack is orderly. Obviously, they are very familiar with the experience of group warfare. Around Zhang Chong, there is still a large blank place. Such a large area is used to facilitate the wolf group's assault. Soon, among the wolves, hundreds of wolves roared angrily and surged in from all directions at the same time. Their claws had already been raised high, and the light on their foreheads made a series of dazzling colors, like a moving sea of light blades. Although it was on the hot sand, it emitted a cold. I mean.

Zhang Chong looked at the sudden boundless killing intention, but his heart was recalling the blow just now. He did not expect that the ray of light on the forehead of the head wolf actually had a great tonic for the stone of mending the sky. The stone of patching the sky was obviously replenished. The great energy is so great, and it is jubilant. And this kind of breath, which he has already felt and led him here, actually has a sense of agreement.

Is there any wonderful connection between these wolves and the temple? And the light on their forehead and the light on the forehead of the Biyu tribe have the same effect. Is it that these people of the Biyu tribe are also closely related to the temple?

However, he doesn't have much time to figure out this harvest and answer these questions. The most urgent thing is to solve the problem of the wolves in front of him first. The overwhelming wolves made him feel his scalp numb. It can be said that they all stood there quietly and let him kill. I'm afraid they will kill them until their hands are soft, not to mention that these wolves are still under crazy attack.

Zhang Chong bent his bow and put an arrow, and the roaring green like a straight and slender bamboo. After penetrating a wolf's forehead, he did not rest, and passed through the forehead of the second wolf again. Then he passed through the body of more than a dozen wolves one after another, and then slowly disappeared, as if dissipating in the sand and dust, leaving no bit. Traces. Almost at the same time, the quiver on Zhang Chong's back moved lightly, and the arrow feathers were formed. He saw Zhang Chong pulling out the arrow feathers again and shooting them out like flowing clouds.

Under this overwhelming attack, his attack does not require too much aiming, and each attack will kill a lot of wolves. However, those Xuanxian-level wolves are much more cautious. They are mixed in the middle of the wolves and be careful not to expose their footsteps. Although Zhang Chong's Tianshi is strong, it is also difficult to lock. Their bodies.

The attack mode of these wolves is also moving forward, rushing along one side. When they rush in front of Zhang Chong, their speed is the fastest, and the attack is also the fastest. After one hit, they do not love to fight, but rush back to the other side, allowing the next wave to continue to attack.

After Zhang Chong shot four arrows, the first wave of attacks had also roared. The wolves rushed up fiercely with their bright claws and teeth. Although there were still more than a dozen feet, the cold had invaded the body, and among the wolves, there was also a mysterious fairy-level wolf, which was mixed among the wolves. However, after approaching, the main offensive was mainly launched by it. Its eyes are like ice and frost, and its fierce anger is murderous.

The huge wolf's claws condensed like ice and frost appeared in the air in an instant. The ice claws were so powerful that at the moment of condensing, several wolves did not have time to dodge. They were frozen inside, and the huge body was transformed into a small piece of skin, still maintaining the appearance of impact.

In the cold air and body, Zhang Chong raised the long bow of his left hand forward. A cool greenness opened like a rolling curtain, and the branches and leaves were tender green, like dripping out of water, dancing gently in the soft wind to block this powerful power.

"Boom~~" The two forces met in the air, and the sound of the shocking explosion was about to come. The middle of the explosion was like a new sun, shining brilliantly.