togophonebook Chapter 606 Oasis
Chapter 606 Oasis
"No need, just you and me!" The old man surnamed Wu showed a trace of impatience on his face and gave the order without any doubt.
When Youqiu heard this, the smile on his face froze, but he didn't dare to say anything more. He quickly followed the old man surnamed Wu out of Kuangsha City.
After pointing out the approximate direction, the old man surnamed Wu, with his magic wind, took Youqiu and rushed directly towards the place where the beast tide broke out, looking impatient.
Youqiu naturally sensed something was wrong. After all, the beast tide was a serious matter, and even if Senior Wu had extraordinary magical powers, he should have known the situation in advance. But now he was rushing directly to the beast tide, as if he didn't come to Crazy Sand City just to deal with the beast tide.
A trace of doubt arose in Youqiu's heart, but since things had come to this point, he could only follow with gritted teeth.
Along the way, Youqiu seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times, not knowing what this Senior Wu was up to. He just hoped that nothing would go wrong.
Half a day later, the two had escaped hundreds of miles and arrived at the edge of the Howling Desert.
This is not a slow escape speed, on the contrary it is quite fast.
Because the closer you get to the Fantasy Roaring Desert, the more your cultivation will be suppressed. If it were Youqiu himself, he would have had to walk when he was a hundred miles away from the desert.
"Huh? The beast tide is gone!" Youqiu glanced around and suddenly said in surprise.
"Sure enough!" The old man surnamed Wu frowned slightly and uttered two words.
"Senior Wu, do you know what's going on?" At this time, Youqiu had also recovered a little, and realized that there might be another reason for the disappearance of the beast tide.
"If I had known, I would not have come here. This is the fourth time in more than ten years. Several other cities have also encountered the inexplicable disappearance of beast tides." The old man surnamed Wu's face became increasingly gloomy.
After saying this, he ignored Youqiu and just closed his eyes. He used his divine sense to start exploring the desert.
Not long after, the old man surnamed Wu suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise on his face.
"We've found where the sandworm beasts gather. Let's go!" As the old man surnamed Wu spoke, he picked up Youqiu and galloped towards the direction detected by his divine sense.
As they had entered the desert, the old man surnamed Wu's cultivation was suppressed, so his escape light was very low, almost sticking to the surface of the desert.
However, after the two men advanced into the desert for dozens of miles and climbed over a sand dune, they saw an oasis stretching for several miles in a depression a thousand feet ahead.
"How can there be an oasis here!" Youqiu couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Those sandworm beasts are in the oasis. Something must be wrong. Let's go and take a look!"
After the old man surnamed Wu finished speaking, he reluctantly boarded his flying light and headed towards the oasis.
However, just when the two of them had sneaked for a distance of more than a hundred feet, the oasis suddenly expanded and shrank, and then disappeared.
At the same time, there were countless sandworm beasts, all diving into the desert.
And there seemed to be a figure among them, rushing towards the two of them.
"Get ready to stop him!" The old man surnamed Wu's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shook his hands and threw out several rays of light.
The spiritual lights rolled in the desert and suddenly turned into several puppets holding various weapons. The puppets were about two or three feet tall, and they all exuded the aura of the Demon Sect.
Since divine thoughts are not affected in the Phantom Roaring Desert, using puppets is undoubtedly the best choice.
Although Youqiu also released several puppets, they were naturally no match for the old man surnamed Wu, and their aura was only at the Nascent Soul level. Perhaps because he felt embarrassed, Youqiu rubbed his hands together and conjured up a black giant stick over three feet long and placed it across his chest.
"I am Wu Huan, the lord of Guyuan City. What is your name, fellow Taoist, and why are you in such a hurry to leave?" the old man surnamed Wu shouted politely.
Because he had already sensed through his divine sense that the other party's cultivation was also in the late stage of the Demon Sect, and seemed to be much stronger than himself, and had faintly touched the threshold of the Demon Lord realm.
However, the figure in the strong wind ignored the old man's shouts and continued to fly rapidly. Even though the distance between the two sides was only a few hundred feet, he showed no intention of stopping.
Seeing the visitor being so rude, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the old man surnamed Wu's eyes.
He has been in charge of Guyuan City for more than a thousand years. Within a radius of more than 100,000 miles, anyone who hears his name must show some courtesy to him.
Especially in the Fantasy Roaring Desert, relying on several puppets at the level of Demon Sect, he has never been at a disadvantage even when fighting against predecessors at the level of Demon Lord.
"Don't overestimate your abilities, go!"
The old man surnamed Wu suddenly pointed at the puppets in front of him, and those puppets immediately rushed towards the figure like arrows.
When the figure saw several puppets coming to kill him, he finally stopped, but after a slight shake, a large amount of gray-white air suddenly overflowed from his body, submerging him in it.
"He can actually cast magic!" Youqiu on the side couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this, his eyes full of shock.
"This person is definitely not an ordinary person!"
The old man surnamed Wu also frowned, but out of caution, he controlled a puppet to kill into the white gas.
But in just a breath, the old man surnamed Wu's expression changed, because he suddenly lost contact with the puppet's spiritual mind.
"How is this possible!" The old man surnamed Wu looked incredulous.
But at this moment, the white mist in the distance gradually dissipated.
Faintly, a burly figure over ten feet tall appeared among them.
Looking at the puppets in front of him, Lu Yuan snorted coldly, swung his arms, leaped forward and started smashing them wildly.
Although his magic power was severely suppressed, the mountain giant still had unmatched physical strength.
Those puppets were knocked away one after another like they were made of mud, and some were even torn into pieces.
Youqiu's face turned pale, and the black stick in his hand began to tremble slightly. He never expected to encounter such a powerful existence.
After all, that was a puppet at the level of the Demon Sect, and in the Phantom Roaring Desert, even if the Demon Lord took action, it would be difficult to destroy it so easily.
"Not good! Run!" The old man surnamed Wu was horrified when he saw this and turned around and ran away.
However, since their magic power was suppressed by 70% to 80%, their escape speed was naturally not very fast.
Naturally, Lu Yuan would not let them go easily. He leaped dozens of feet away.
Seeing that Lu Yuan had closed the distance to within a hundred feet, the old man surnamed Wu waved his hand and directly threw Youqiu out in the escaping light.
Without the burden of Youqiu, the old man surnamed Wu's escape speed became faster. Soon he reached the sand dune, and then disappeared again in a flash of blood.
The abandoned Youqiu had no time to curse the old man surnamed Wu, because Lu Yuan was already behind him. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he raised the huge stick in his hand and turned around to smash Lu Yuan's head.
However, Lu Yuan only raised his hand slightly and firmly grasped Youqiu's giant stick. Then he pulled hard, and Youqiu felt his hand slip, and the giant stick had been taken away by Lu Yuan.
Then Lu Yuan took advantage of the situation and chopped down, and the huge stick fell on Youqiu's head in an instant with a whistling sound.