Chapter: 4471

If they go on, they will definitely not be able to walk anymore. If they continue, they will collapse to death without being exposed to the sun.

But if you don't leave, Qin Shuang's words are also quite reasonable. Although the temperature here is also very hot at night, once the sun is blessed during the day, the temperature will only rise and not decrease, and it will become more difficult at that time.

To go or not to go seems to be a dilemma.

"Could it be that you're really going to die here?" Dao Twelve frowned, a little pessimistic.

Han Sanqian glared at Knife Twelve. It was obviously inappropriate to say such frustrating words at this time.

However, it was understandable for Han Sanqian to be so sultry and irritable.

"Sanqian, there is movement!" Suddenly, at this moment, the pangolin suddenly raised his head, looked at Han Sanqian and said nervously.

When everyone heard the words, they immediately looked around in a hurry, but although the sky was not completely dark, what could be seen around them with naked eyes except layers of yellow sand? !

"What is this, you won't have auditory hallucinations." Dao Twelve said strangely.

"No!" Han Sanqian responded coldly, frowning tightly: "He said yes, so he did."


As the pangolin is an earth spirit bead, how could he make a mistake when it was on the ground? !

"Follow me." The pangolin shouted, and the whole figure suddenly jumped out...

Han Sanqian was about to rush out when Qin Shuang suddenly said, "Sanqian."

"What's the matter, sister?" Han Sanqian said.

"I have a way, I wonder if it's feasible?" Qin Shuang asked slightly.

"Sister, please tell me."

"Since it's so hot here, why don't you put us in the Eight Desolation Book?" Qin Shuang asked.

As soon as these words came out, Han Sanqian seemed to have been empowered suddenly, without patting his head: "Damn, why did I forget about this?"

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian hurriedly moved his hand, and in the next second, with a move of his hand, a circle of light suddenly appeared.

"Sanqian, I'll leave this to you." Fuli stepped forward and handed the jade ice beads to Han Sanqian.

Not long after leaving the village, Han Sanqian handed the jade ice beads to Fuli and asked her to put it next to Fu Mang's body. Because of the protection of the jade ice beads, even in such a hot season, Fumang The corpse did not show any obvious changes.

Han Sanqian nodded, put the jade ice beads on his body, and with a stretch of energy, everyone entered the Eight Desolation Heavenly Book in an instant.

At this time, Han Sanqian didn't care so much anymore, and the Taixu God Step immediately started to work, and then suddenly chased after the pangolin.

One of the two is like a drill in the ground, and the other is like a shooting star in the sky, one after the other at an extremely fast speed, they rushed madly to the northern mouth of the desert.

After about ten minutes, the two stopped in the air and underground respectively.

In the huge desert land, a row of deep and long traces can be faintly seen, going all the way to the darkness ahead.

The traces are about two meters wide, spreading forward at the same distance, and each trace seems to be composed of many footprints.

"What's passing by here?" Han Sanqian frowned. !

Strange.

It doesn't look like a rut, it can be said that it is the footprints of an animal, and it is not. JrNovels.com