As the sky grew darker and darker, it was only a moment for the temperature to fall.

Meng Bai put the processed sand fox skin on his body and looked at the distance with a pair of eyes slightly narrowed.

At the beginning, there are deserts and all the plants are yellow.

Half a month ago, he was transported here, no one smoke, he took the food and water he had only set foot on the journey to find a companion, but he never heard from him or even knew where he was.

Later, there was no food or water on his body, so he could only kill some Warcraft, drink blood and eat meat.

There was a big temperature difference between day and night over the desert, and there were few people there. He had only passed through a small tribe in the past ten days.

The tribe also lived in the desert for a long time. He had no contact with the outside world and could not provide him with any information.

There are yellow everywhere in the desert. Under the sandy soil on the ground, there are some swarming Warcraft from time to time. Their attack power is not strong, but there are a lot of them.

Meng Bai once met several waves and almost lost his life there. On the way, he even strengthened his strength because of this experience.

"I don't know what happened to them. If they also fell in this ghost place and accidentally missed it, how could it be?" Meng Bai looked at the sky and murmured.

"It's better to land in a better place, not to be chased by beasts, or I'll see you soon... "

……

In another desert, it is obvious that mengbai's Prayer did not come true, because there are others who are very similar to him.

Qi night toward the distance of an oasis, fast to go, although already know may be a mirage, but still toward that direction.

In this endless desert, even a mirage is better than a confused one without a goal.

Speed to the extreme, Qi night color did not even notice that he accidentally broke into a group of Warcraft territory.

Inadvertently stepped on a pile of sand, the body suddenly down a sink.

Qi was shocked at night. He quickly turned up and flew into the air. Looking down, he saw that the place he had just stepped on had become a piece of quicksand!

"How could that happen?" Qi night frowned and said.

If there was quicksand here, I was afraid it would have been found. How could it not appear until she stepped on it?

And the place she just stepped on is the center of the sand eye of the whole quicksand!

At the next moment, Qi night suddenly heard the sound of "knowing rate" coming from the quiet desert, as if there was something close to this place, which made people feel goose bumps just by listening.

Almost out of the instinct of dangerous reaction, Qi yese entered the fighting state without hesitation.

A bright red dress is incomparably dazzling, sharp snake sword appears in the hand, vigilant looking around.

All of a sudden, just as Qi yese was just ready, a shadow came directly from behind Qi yese, and the tail needle with cold light went directly to Qi yese!

"Brush!"

Qi night figure a flash, the snake sword in hand waved, directly the tail needle to one side.

Then, he stabbed at the black shadow with a rude sword, "Pooh Hoo!" and pierced the shadow directly!

Until then, Qi yese found that it was a four or five-year-old human scorpion that attacked him!

The scorpion, who was stabbed by himself, twisted the body on the ground powerlessly, and then died completely in the past.

However, Qi yese did not mean to relax at all - how could she not know that scorpions in the desert were all social animals!

As if to confirm her conjecture, the voice of "awareness rate" became more and more obvious, as if it could cover all the other voices.

Just listen to the sound, you can know that the number is no less than 100, or even more!

Qi Ye's eyes were cold. Listening to the voice, he knew that he was surrounded by scorpions in all directions.

But even if she knew, she did not dare to move, because as long as they moved around, all the scorpions would be killed and all of them would rush forward, and then they would be at a loss. It would be better to be fully on guard against their attack at any time.

This scorpion group in the desert, hidden in the sand layer, known as the "sand scorpion.".

This is a medium-sized Warcraft. Ordinary sand scorpion is the size of a four or five-year-old child. However, each sand scorpion tribe has a king of sand scorpion, which is comparable to that of an adult.

Moreover, compared with scorpions that can only attack with tail needles, sand Scorpion King is able to draw quicksand.

If there is no wrong guess, I'm afraid the quicksand just now is made by the king of sand scorpion.

Qi night carefully observed the surrounding, once there is a change in which direction will be able to feel the first time.

Sure enough, after the "awareness rate" voice got closer, all of a sudden stopped.

At this moment, Qi night was more sure that there was a king of sand scorpions in the sand!"Whoosh --"

Qi yese is instinctive, and the snake sword in his hand is directly behind him.

"Bang" sound, unexpectedly and that suffused with cold light of the needle tail collision out of sparks!

"Whoosh -"

"whoosh, whoosh -"

one by one, the dark shadows constantly fly out from under the sand layer and directly rush to the Qi night in the sky.

A sharp tail needle mixed into the black shadow, toward the middle of the red shadow to stab!

Above the desert, the sand scorpions are no longer even hiding.

Originally far away from the sand scorpion as if afraid of not eating food in general, rushed out of the sand layer, the speed of the climb toward the Qi night, tail of the needle held high, as if to publicize their own fierce.

Qi's face sank, and the snake sword in his hand kept dancing. A clear voice resounded through the desert. Black shadows fell from the air and fell to the ground. Soon, he was eaten by his own kind.

But even so, there are still sand scorpions to go up, as if endless.

……

On the top of the volcano's blood corpse field, the cloud dance was hidden by the black pride, frowned and hid in a corner, listening to the voice of people coming and going outside.

As expected, the matter was the same as that man in Xuanyi. Since he left, there have been new blood corpse masters in the stronghold.

In fact, not long after the first wave of masters were sent out, there were always more masters.

But recently, I don't know why. Suddenly, there are ten thousand beast men, and they form a patrol team with the blood corpses, and they protect the stronghold very well.

Even if it is cloud dance, it is very difficult to kill a team successfully without disturbing other blood corpses.