Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 2088: The sea rises and the bright moon

Dong Yuan saw the vast world and earth around him, and the quicksands seemed to be raging waves, sweeping the sky, surging and endless.

No figures were seen.

At this time, the sunset has completely fallen, and the entire sand sea has fallen into endless silence, but it has caused the power of the sand sea to change, forming a wave of sand rushing and howling!

The entire sea of ​​sand is completely boiling!

Under such an environment, even Dong Yuan in the Divine River Realm feels tricky.

The spiritual sense is urged to the limit and I scan the surroundings, but I can't find anything at all...

In fact, as soon as the opponent noticed, Chu Chen led everyone out of this area that was destined to change, and escaped.

It took a stick of incense to return to the station on the boulder again, and Dong Yuan felt helpless.

And when he heard that he could not find anything, the place was already covered by a violent sand tide.

Wan Shou, who looked like a teenager, frowned.

"The raging sand tide? This is a coincidence, but I did sense that there are creatures watching in the dark..."

"It's okay!"

Faced with Wanshou who seemed to be a little suspicious, Ji Mie waved his hand domineeringly.

"Everything is under our control, just a few small bugs, don't care. If you dare to come up, just kill it. This plan is very important and should not be underestimated. Everything is about finding our target. ."

"Yes!"

Many members of Nine Days immediately bowed to salute when they heard the words, respectfully.

Obviously, in the Nine-Day Breaking Array, the last three days have absolute control.

On the other side, thousands of miles away, Chu Chen and his party are driving the sand boat quickly in the dark.

Since the people of Nine Days occupied the huge boulder, it is naturally impossible for them to pass.

As the night darkens, the abnormal changes in the sand sea will become stronger and stronger.

Under the leadership of the Lingque Scholar, everyone had to make a big circle to find a new resting place.

Half an hour later, a tall giant shadow appeared in front of everyone.

This is a giant tree, but it has been dead for many years.

Only half of the trunk of the giant tree remained, about a hundred feet tall.

The tree body is extremely thick, with a diameter of more than thirty feet, and there are a series of scorched cracks on the top, which looks like it has been bombarded by thunder.

There are large and small gaps in the giant trees, which seem to be caused by the erosion of wind and sand over the years.

Under the leadership of the Lingque Scholar, everyone entered the largest tree hole among them, and immediately felt relaxed.

The threat and malice that had always lingered around disappeared.

This tree of lightning that I don't know how long it has grown is in the endless sandy sea, but it provides a small place of refuge, so that it has not become a complete death Jedi after all.

After running the cultivation base a little and swallowing the pill to supplement the consumed spiritual power, everyone fell silent.

Chu Chen leaned on the edge of the tree hole and looked up, but saw that the surrounding world was vast, and under the infestation of night, the quicksand also lost the endless earthy yellow in the daytime, and the darkness was infested by the night. .

I looked up, but saw the sky as ink and pitch black as the cover, but a bright moon was rising.

The clear and cold moonlight pours down, and where it shines, the sand sea is faintly cold white, calm, indifferent, and unchanging.

But in the darkness where the moonlight can't shine, there is a hazy mist filled with it, with an incomparable demon aura.

Spirit sense plunged into the darkness, and then quickly retracted like an electric shock.

Chu Chen smiled bitterly, somewhat helpless.

Among all the people, he is probably the only one who has the super power of spiritual consciousness to know how terrifying the darkness that can't be lighted by the moon is.

The land of the fall of God...

The Lingque scholar is right. In this endless sea of ​​sand, places like huge rocks and lightning strikes are indeed small natural oasis.

The human monk walking in the sand can only be safe in such an oasis.

Once there is no habitat, and you fall into the endless dark sand tide, it is really not enough to explain its horror.

Not far from Chu Chen, Qingyuan sat on a horizontal broken wood, looked at the place where the members of the Nine Heavens Breaking Formation Group were, and sighed insignificantly.

Her life is actually very simple. Since becoming one of the nine days, she has devoted herself to protecting the interests and face of the nine days.

This time I saw a nine-day high-level presence, but it was the first time that she took the initiative to leave the team and re-examined this huge team from the perspective of another bystander.

The angle of the station is different, and the things you see are different.

It can be seen from the jealousy of the people in the Ancient Music Society for Nine Heavens that this behemoth in the small fairy world is really different from what she originally expected...

At this moment, Qingyuan felt his state of mind was in confusion.

She doesn't know, where will she go after all?

Suddenly, a clear piano sound appeared in the ear.

Turning his head and looking, he saw Chu Chen sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the tree hole under the moonlight, playing gently with his hands on the black jade-like guqin.

The sound of the piano is cold and clanging, as if a long sword made of ice and snow is dancing horizontally and horizontally.

Qingyuan gritted his teeth lightly, then took out Guther and started playing.

Her piano sound is much gentler, like a wisp of soft wind fluttering, symphony with the sound of the sharp sword sound, and also makes the sword sound full of killing and arrogance more swirling.

Perhaps it is really because of the long-term cooperation that the two people's piano and the sound of Mingzhi fit together unconsciously.

As the saying goes, rigidity cannot be long, softness cannot be maintained.

At this time, the sword sound of Guqin and the gentle wind of Guser reflected each other, unexpectedly unknowingly, they coincided with the artistic conception of strength and softness, and under each other's increase, they continued uninterrupted and mighty.

Affected by the rhythm of the two people~IndoMTL.com~The others were idle in the dark, so naturally they took out their instruments and played them.

This time playing was completely casual, and there was no deliberate ensemble of the Divine Comedy, so the respective scores showed their true style.

The ancient Xun in Ren Cangling is vast, majestic and majestic.

The sound of Qingsun Boy's flute is bright and active, extremely agile, and full of vitality.

Guan Ying's erhu is melodious and endless.

Zhou Xuan's pipa is full of fighting spirit and full of momentum.

The flute of the Lingque scholar is full of carefree and elegant meaning, and seems to be gone.

Music is the state of mind!

Let's let the world change in Saudi Arabia, at this moment, everyone is also expressing their mood with the help of music rhythm. To some extent, this is actually stabilizing one's "Dao Xin".

While the seven people played to their heart's content, the huge bright moon on the Boundless Sand Sea rose higher and higher.