Beyond the north of the desert, there is an endless Gobi Desert with wind and sand all over the sky. Not to mention the guests who passed by, I am afraid that even the fierce horses can't open their eyes.

Going further north along the Gobi Desert is the border of the Tang Dynasty, and outside the border is the territory of the Turks.

Going westward is the depths of the northern desert.

The strangest thing is that outside this endless Gobi Desert, the place connecting the Turkic territory is a green grassland.

A burst of yellow sand rolled up, covering the scorching sun. Under the yellow sand, a woman in black dress came to the air. As the wind swept the broken clouds, the woman stepped on the yellow sand with one foot.

The woman who fell in the desert was called the Fashui, and was a woman in black dressed by an unknown stream in Jingzhao Mansion that day.

She stood in the yellow sand, squinted her eyes, and looked outside the yellow sand that ordinary people couldn't see clearly.

It seemed like a luster that was comparable to the competition with the sun, outside the yellow sand, pressing towards the misfortune girl in the yellow sand with a thunderous momentum.

Huoshui frowned unhappily, holding the hem of the skirt in one hand and pinching the black folding fan in the other, and swelling hard at the sky's rapid gloss.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color and the wind and clouds suddenly rose.

I only saw that the luster showed its true form under the oppression of the wind and clouds. It turned out to be an ancient flying sword, named Zhanlu.

When Zhanlu Feishang reveals his true form, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth is instantly broken.

Huoshui's face became a little ugly, and he took out three black feathers that he had collected intimately from his arms. The black feathers came out of his hand, all of them facing the Zhanlu Feijian who continued to gallop.

In this instant, the Zhanlu sword cut through the sky and broke free from the yellow sand in the sky. It was already standing above the head of the Huoshui, and the pressure poured down.

Three black feathers transformed into three black three-legged blacks, lingering around the Zhanlu sword, trying to stop it from moving forward. However, the Zhanlu sword just made a trembling sound in the sky, causing the entire sky within a radius of ten miles around the sword to tremble.

The three three-legged golden crows that had just transformed into powder before they could show their magical powers, and disappeared with the dust in the sky and wrapped in yellow sand.

The black blood was spewed out, dyeing the yellow sand in front of her red. She was still looking at the Zhanlu sword. I wonder if her thin body could withstand the strongest sword in the world, known as the Tang Dynasty.

The misfortune smiled gently, and her eyes turned into two moving crescent moons. She was originally extremely beautiful, and she was even more beautiful when she smiled. The smile at this time was not only beautiful, but also a little sad.

She was even a little unwilling to accept it. She went from the head of Longdong City, to Jingzhao Mansion, and then to Longyou Dao, and finally came to the north of the desert. She had not even taken a sword intact.

She hated the boy very much, hated the rainy night under the city. If she was allowed to see him again, she would say that if, if she could see him, she would definitely kill him with her own hands!

Of course, no matter how powerful the Zhanlu sword is, it is impossible to kill her thousands of miles away. She is one of the only realms of fortune under the sky, so she is not so easy to be killed.

She also wanted to ask how the young man could have invited the old man in the building thousands of miles away to draw his sword. Once he set out his sword, he would be invincible.

All of this had to wait for her to face the sword on the sky first. She used her white little hands to gently wipe away the blood from the corners of her mouth, lifted up the hem of her skirt, and stepped down hard in the yellow sand.

The yellow sands of thousands of miles were all obedient to her, and they followed her in the wind to face the Zhanlu sword that was galloping towards her.

...

Just as the disaster waters were welcoming the most powerful sword of the Tang Dynasty, a group of people dozens of miles away happened to see this strange phenomenon connecting the world in the distance.

Dangtou was a chubby young man, and these men covered their faces with face towels and lay on the horse's back and looked into the distance.

The young fat man in front of him waved his hand in front of him, then fell down, looked carefully for a long time, and then said in surprise: "My mother, is that fucking the person?"

"What?" A burly man staying beside him touched his head and looked at the young fat man: "Host Xu, what are you talking about?"

"You are blind!" Xu Dabao slapped the burly man's forehead and then continued to look at the distance: "You can't see a person in the yellow sand, and you can't figure it out?"

As he said that, Xu Dabao stretched out a hand in front of him, grabbed a handful of the yellow sand air in front of him.

The burly man's head was as if he was rattled, and he muttered, "I really can't see it, but Xu Dada's good eyesight can see it so clearly at such a distance."

"Hey, that's it!" Xu Dabao patted his chest and raised his chest with a smile: "We are just a business that relies on our strength to make a living. If we can't see that far away, if there is a business coming to the door, we will be blind. We can only let others slip under your nose."

After talking for so long, it turned out that this group of people and horses was the most common business in the northern desert. Ordinary people are called horse thieves, and people in some places are used to calling them sand thieves.

There were about a dozen riders in this group, all carrying scimitars. At this time, they were squinting their eyes and looking at the yellow sand in the distance. They suspected that the leader of the leader had taken it wrong. So far away, who was in the yellow sand?

Besides, it is not impossible to see people in the yellow sand. As long as there is a sandstorm blowing on the Gobi Desert, when will it be a piece of people? It will float in the air with the yellow sand.

Only the burly man touched his head. He believed Xu Dadang's words, and only he completely believed this young fat man.

But suddenly, there seemed to be a violent collision in the distant vision, and the world was shaking tremblingly.

The harsh sound came from a distance, causing the horses beneath to crawl on the sand.

"What's going on?" Xu Dabao was stunned and blinked and slapped himself.

Before he could wake up, he was like a dream. A sand pit of several miles in a circle was formed with the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth as the center of him.

The loud "rumbling" sound was endless, and several horse thieves stabbed them and fell off their horses and kept shouting with their heads in their arms.

Xu Dabao was already stunned. He didn't have time to see the companions behind him. He didn't even remember to cover his ears. Otherwise, he would have been deaf after the loud noise.

Fortunately, the burly man beside him was reliable. He only saw the burly man twisting his clothes on his head a few times, holding it tightly with one hand. He didn't care whether Xu Dabaole was happy or not, but also grabbed his clothes and covered him on his head.

The loud noise took a cup of tea and it gradually stopped.

Several horse thieves got up from the sand and shook the gravel on their bodies hard. Before they could find their horses, they were surprised to see the huge sand pit.

"This, this,..." A horse thief pointed at the sand pit, not knowing how to express his feelings.

The few horse thieves around him were almost half as good as him. They stared at the sand pit without saying anything, and even their breathing was still for a long time.

It was not until someone started coughing because of suffocation that he woke up several horse thieves around him.

Xu Dabao patted the burly man's big hand, tidied his clothes, stretched out his little finger and took a deep breath: "I don't know if that person is still alive."

When the horse thieves around him heard his words, they did not answer. They turned their heads and pretended to look for their horses.

Xu Dabao looked back at these people and couldn't help but sneer. Now, except for the burly man beside him, who is really treating him as the boss? He is all small people under someone else's hands.

Xu Dabao turned his head, pulled the mask down, spitted into the palm of his hand, and rubbed it hard: "Second son, do you dare to go into this pit with you, Xu Dajia, to take a look?"

The burly man who called Erzi turned his head and asked in confusion: "Go down and take a look?"

He nodded again: "What are you afraid of? I will do whatever you say, what will happen to you!"

"Okay!" Xu Dabao pulled up the horse kneeling in the sand, climbed onto the horse's back, and shouted loudly: "Go!"

The burly man also climbed onto the horse's back.

Two horses limped on the sand toward the huge sand pit.
Chapter completed!