Chapter 864
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"Go to hell and take a look. Give me … give me … come back alive!"
Seeing that Zhen Xiaoxiao had completely disappeared, Black Dawn Light angrily threw a flying sword forward.
The flying sword made of metal collided with a piece of broken space and was immediately cut in half without a sound. Then, it stabbed into the ground, and the cut was shockingly smooth.
"It's kind of … scary."
Small Gruel opened the Snow and Plum Blossom Shadow to block the sandstorm.
He hugged Zhen Xiaoxiao tightly and let her activate the Flying Star Chessboard again and again, passing through the layers of broken space and going deeper into the sand.
The area covered by the sandstorm was no longer the remnant of the Shadow Gate in Zhen Xiaoxiao's memory.
If they hadn't escaped in time, their corpses would have turned into ashes.
Only by relying on the Flying Star Chessboard to find a foothold could she and Small Gruel get close to the eye of the storm.
After all, she wasn't the original owner of the Flying Star Chessboard and couldn't teleport over super long distances like Fei Xingzi. Using this dharma treasure, Zhen Xiaoxiao could only teleport within a small area within her sight.
There were too many space fragments scattered around. This proved that the structure of the entire world was extremely unstable.
Once, the two of them were even teleported into an extremely narrow living space between two huge space cracks. Their bodies were tightly pressed together, and it was very awkward …
They didn't know how much time had passed.
Zhen Xiaoxiao finally squeezed through the last obstacle and saw the scenery of another space through the eye of the storm.
Swish …
It was a boundless desert, gray and yellow. It was so barren that it made people feel hopeless.
However, there was a group of cultivators slowly moving forward in the sand. Most of them were women, and they were dressed casually and flirtatiously. Riding on an earth dragon, they approached a small oasis that was faintly discernible in the distance.
"F * ck! The wind here is so weird! It's like a leak. Why is it sucking away all the sand?! "
One of the members of the group cursed when passing by Zhen Xiaoxiao and Small Gruel.
Because of the sandstorm, the visibility was very low. No one noticed that there were two small figures standing in the eye of the storm.
"Stop looking. Be careful that you don't get blown to hell!"
It was unknown who said this, but a group of people immediately burst into laughter. Yes
"Is it the entrance to hell?"
The woman in the lead had a veil covering her face, but even so, it did not diminish her coquettish temperament. Her sweet voice made one's bones go numb.
"Then I'll send a letter to Northern Cliff's Long Fish Yan Shan and have him come here to prove his manliness. Just say that as long as he can catch evil spirits in the Eye of the Storm, this lady will be happy to get close to him!"
The beautiful voice stopped and added another sentence.
"It's best if you don't ever come back!"
"Hahahahaha!" The crowd continued to roar with laughter. Some of them even hurriedly wrote on a piece of paper, intending to send out a letter.
Northern Rock?
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat. Not daring to expose himself, he quietly took out the Mirror Image Crystal and recorded the sand flying everywhere, as well as the group of people sitting on the back of the Earth Dragons and slowly disappearing into the distance.
"Sister Ji 'er, do you think there will be crystals in the green field in front?"
Even though the figures were gradually disappearing, the group of people's voices were still carried by the wind to Zhen Xiaoxiao's ears.
"God knows. We've already passed by a few green fields along the way. I hope there will be a chance to make a great contribution to our Earthly Fire lineage!" The masked woman said.
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