Chapter 463
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The long Drifting Sand River was filled with terrifying creatures. They were the White Sand Demon Soldiers. Looking ahead from the raised ground, it was a dry land that was sinking downward.
Although it was called a river, it looked more like a sea to everyone. It slowly sank down along the continental shelf, and it was filled with fine white sand. The thickness of the sand was different, and it rose and fell one after another. From afar, it looked more like a fluctuating white sea.
"Didn't they say the White Sand Demon Soldiers were everywhere? Why can't I see any of them?" asked Zhang Xiaohou as he used his hand to block the sunlight and looked into the distance.
The group had the same question in their minds. Their field of vision was quite wide, and they could see the white sand a few kilometers away. There was nothing moving in the sand, apart from a thin layer of white sand that was occasionally blown into the air, there was no other movement.
Meanwhile, Ling Ling took out a worthless inner organ of the Sand Howl Tiger from her bag and handed it to Zhang Xiaohou, "Here, throw it far away."
Zhang Xiaohou used all his strength to throw the inner organ into the Drifting Sand River. The calm white sand suddenly exploded into waves of sand.
Several three-meter-tall half-giants with sand sabers in their hands stood up from the sand waves. They neatly surrounded the organ that was emitting the stench of blood. After observing it cautiously, they quickly turned back into fine white sand and scattered into the Drifting Sand River.
The whole process only took a few seconds. From the calm white sand to the sudden emergence of forty to fifty white giants with long white blades, the sand returned to its previous tranquility. Everyone was dumbfounded by what they saw.
"It's just an inner organ. Is there a need for so many creatures to appear all of a sudden? If our group were to walk past it, wouldn't an army of White Sand Demon Soldiers appear?" said Zhang Xiaohou in astonishment.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan nodded their heads vigorously. They almost wet their pants.
Luckily, they did not step into the inner organ. Who knew how many White Sand Demon Soldiers would appear all of a sudden?
"We'll set up camp and rest by the riverside. It's getting dark soon. It won't be too late for us to set off tomorrow morning," said Ling Ling.
No one could compare with Zhang Xiaohou when it came to setting up camp.
It was as if the guy was on steroids. He had an endless amount of energy every day, as if he was passionate about everything he did.
While everyone was resting, Zhang Xiaohou had already set up the tents for everyone. There were two tents in total, one for the men and one for the women.
Mo Fan walked up to the Swift Star Wolf and combed the fur on its neck........................................
Ye Xinxia shook her head. Just as she was about to speak, the Swift Star Wolf raised his head with a resentful look, as if he was implying that she should be asking him that question.
.. Mo Fan could not help but smile and pat the Swift Star Wolf's head.
The Swift Star Wolf had worked hard. Not only did it have to carry Xinxia, it also had to carry the little loli Ling Ling, whose stamina was not as good as an adult's. Ling Ling was petite and dainty, while Xinxia had a slender figure. The two girls added together were probably not as heavy as Mo Fan. The Swift Star Wolf seemed to be upset that it could not take the brunt of the battle like before.
"Those White Sand Demon Soldiers seem to only want to protect their territory. They are not as violent as the Sand Howl Tigers. I should be able to pacify them," said Xinxia with a smile on her face.
Looking at the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead, Mo Fan still felt pity for her. However, he could tell that she was in a good mood because she had never been to a place like this before. She had never fought alongside him before.
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Night quickly fell.
The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi Desert was extremely large. When the last trace of warmth on the yellow and white soil disappeared, the cold silently attacked.
The three girls had already gone to sleep in their tents. The three men were responsible for taking turns to keep watch.
Mo Fan was responsible for the second half of the night. When he woke up, he felt like he was in a different world. The cold accompanied by the unobstructed wind blew on his body, cutting his skin like knives.
Mo Fan lit up a ball of flame and threw it on the ground to form a small bonfire.
He was bored as he repeatedly practiced extinguishing and reigniting the flames. After about half an hour, Mo Fan suddenly heard some movement in the distance.
Although he had night vision, the sky was filled with fine white sand. The visibility was very low.
Mo Fan woke up Zhang Xiaohou and asked him to guard the tent. He then went to the direction of the sound to see what was going on.
It sounded like footsteps coming from the distance. The sound overlapped with each other. It was unknown how many creatures were running in the Gobi Desert.
Mo Fan arrived at a raised stone wall. He did not rush forward recklessly. His body hid in a crevice of the stone wall as he looked forward. Fortunately, his vision was not blocked by the fine white sand. Under the moonlight, he could clearly see a small group of Sand Howl Tigers running on the ground not far away.
Their roars were deafening, and their footsteps caused the ground to tremble.
Looking further ahead, he saw a group of Hunter Magicians running for their lives. They seemed to be extremely frightened.
There were six or seven Sand Howl Tigers in total. When such a group appeared, even Mo Fan's own group had to run away.
Under the moonlight, Mo Fan could clearly see two people in the group of Hunter Magicians. They were the mean woman with dark yellow skin and the black-bearded leader.
They were already panicking and did not know where to go. They ran in the direction of the Drifting Sand River.
Not long after, they stepped into the white sand of the Drifting Sand River. They did not dare to stop, and ran for about four to five hundred meters.
Meanwhile, the group of Sand Howl Tigers that had been chasing them relentlessly suddenly stopped by the riverside. They stood at the edge of the river. Although they really wanted to devour the human Magicians, for some reason, they did not dare to take even half a step forward.
They stared at them, restless. It was as if they were regretful and angry that a duck that was about to reach their mouth had flown away.
Just as Mo Fan was wondering why the Sand Howl Tigers, who were known for their savagery, suddenly gave up on chasing them, a shocking scene appeared in the Drifting Sand River. Mo Fan was dumbfounded, and his scalp went numb!
Rows of White Sand Demon Soldiers rose from the ground in the white sand. The sand blades in their hands overlapped as they slashed at the group of Hunter Magicians …
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