In the desolate desert, at this time, it should be late at night. However, there is a day between heaven and earth. The yellow sand below is surging and flowing like alive, emitting a red warm light. When you look carefully, you find that it is not a long yellow sand, but a hot magma purgatory.

Here, it is like the scene after the volcanic eruption, more like a human purgatory.

Xiao Yan was powerlessly holding the strange mask in the palm of his hand. Only then did he show a tired color on his face. At the moment of body relaxation, he only felt that the whole body was paralyzed and hung precariously on the void. It seemed that he might fall down at any time.

In a short time, he raised all aspects of his body to the peak, or even far beyond it, which brought a huge load to Xiao Yan. Just by that blow, he had consumed a lot of fighting spirit in the cyclone in Xiao Yan's body, together with his soul power. At this time, Xiao Yan, There is no more strength to stay in this void. He must hurry to leave here.

Bearing the feeling of emptiness in his body and the almost uncontrollable dizziness in his mind, Xiao Yan waved his big hand and quickly included the North King into the ring. The avatar around his body had already dispersed. His body moved and had no time to identify the direction. He rushed in a direction. Now he just wanted to leave here as fast as possible.

As for the body of the dark man who had declared his death, it fell uncontrollably, and finally fell into the hot magma below.

"Plop!"

The surface of the magma set off a circle of waves like water spray. The waves spread rapidly. After spreading to more than ten feet away, they gradually returned to calm. At this time, look at the position where the figure fell just now, as if nothing had happened.

"Ah!"

Until nearly half an hour after Xiao Yan left, the calm magma suddenly surged violently, accompanied by a sad scream, an extremely illusory soul body that was even difficult to capture the image, and suddenly rushed out from the tumbling magma.

Now, when I was born, the magma wrapped around the figure gradually slipped. Looking at its appearance, even if the body was extremely thin, I could roughly recognize the traces revealed from the faint. This guy was the man of the ghost hall killed here by Xiao Yan's strength.

After Xiao Yan's fifty-six feet, there was still a trace of soul left in the end. I have to say that this guy's life is also tenacious. However, in his current situation, the weakness of soul power makes it difficult for him to recover. With this trace of soul, it is difficult to protect himself.

But in order to survive, he had to support the extremely weak ghost and run away in the opposite direction of Xiao Yan's departure.

Xiao Yan on the other side is also in a straight decline at the moment. With the gradual convergence of the blood force of long Huang, the family pattern in the center of the eyebrow, which twinkles like a star, is also fading rapidly. Finally, I don't know how long he flew, Xiao Yan's body fell down uncontrollably,

At the last moment of Xiao Yan's coma, a ray of dawn shot into his eyes. At the same time, Xiao Yan was also in a coma. Then, like a meteorite, he fell heavily into the Gobi below. Beside him, there were strange grass plants that looked yellow but implied vitality.

Time, like the gravel in the air, flies towards the distant sky and goes farther and farther. Compared with the long desert, the environmental change in the Gobi is not rapid and obvious, but at the same time, the degree of danger is more terrible than that in the desert.

Here, although the weather is dry and hot all year round, the blood will never dry up, because here, people or Warcraft die almost all the time. The killing blood is enough to condense into a blood River in the Gobi, but under the erosion of years, this long Blood River has long been buried under the heavy dust.

"Step on..."

In the scorching Gobi, Warcraft is rampant. The Jackal nature of Warcraft makes them more sensitive to any creature. At this time, a group of wild wolves, sharp dog noses, smell the special smell in the air, which makes them obsessed and crazy. The smell is like both living people and dead bodies whose breath has just been cut off, This is almost equivalent to picking up a good meal for nothing, which makes the nature of these big guys more crazy.

After a while, this group of wild wolves came to the source of the breath.

However, the immediate result is to make them dull.

At this moment, what appeared in front of these wild wolves was still an empty and desolate Gobi. There was nothing except a few grass plants rolling in the wind and dust.

There are several steep slopes around, which surround this area into a natural small basin. At this time, the group of wild wolves is in the center of the basin.

Look closely, in the land like copper scale, there is a circle of yellow powder with strange color, which is similar to what someone can sprinkle.

"Roar..."

The wolf, who was headed by the wolf, roared uneasily.

The wolves behind them also seem to feel something. Warcraft's perception of danger seems to be much better than human beings, but it's often too late when they realize this.

"Hahaha! These bastards are really coming in. It's good. As long as they take their dog skin and dog meat and bones, the guy Jinge won't stop them."

At this time, around the basin, a group of people suddenly appeared and surrounded the group of wild wolves in the basin.

"Roar!"

The wild wolves were in a mess, and the wolf howl sounded at first. They picked up their tails one by one, but their ears stood up high. The wolves couldn't help shrinking together.

"Ah lie, don't be careless. Although these animals have poor attack power, they are very fast. This time, don't let them run away!"

In the crowd, a middle-aged man opened his mouth to the strong young man who spoke the moment before, with some warning in his words.

Then, led by the middle-aged man, the crowd quickly fought with the wild wolves.

Together with the war, the screams continued, and the wild wolves retreated quickly, but the imagined deaths and injuries did not appear. The screams of the wild wolves sounded like deliberate actions, as if they were intended to disturb the mood of these human beings in front of them.

The whole wolf pack looks chaotic, but in fact it is under the control of the first wolf. The wolf pack is orderly and the line is like a ghost. The crowd is divided into several strands by them.

In this way, the strength of the people will be shared, so that the wolves will not be defeated quickly under the attack of the people.

The wild wolf flies freely in the crowd and is not affected by the crowd at all. It's just like the middle-aged man said that the agility of the wild wolf is far above those ordinary human strongmen.

In a short time, the wolves and humans were in a relatively balanced state.

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