Although the Fantasy Demon Wolf has gained all the advantages in the desert, he has no power to fight back in front of Luo Hong and others.

In just a moment, the wolves in this oasis were completely wiped out.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, since there is a magical demon wolf here, we are afraid that we will have to rest here for a few days."

After putting away the magic treasure, the white dragon said to Luo Hong with a solemn expression.

"Why is this? Fellow Daoist Bai is worried about there being other wolves?"

Luo Hong immediately asked suspiciously, he didn't want to delay it again and again like this.

"My fellow Taoists don't know that the reason why this Fantasy Demon Wolf can grow in the Fantasy Desert is because of its premonition of the Soul-Falling Wind.

If the entire pack of wolves hid in the oasis like before, it means that the wind will soon rise in the nearby area.

To ensure that we are safe, we'd better stay here for two days, wait for the demonic wind to pass before we set off on our way."

The white dragon explained in a deep voice.

"So that's it. I wonder what preparations I need to make?"

Luo Hong nodded first when she heard this, and then asked.

"Although for some reason, any oasis in the Fantasy Desert has a certain resistance to the fallen soul wind.

Moreover, the houses of the Tuyin tribe will be engraved with wind-resistant magic patterns. Although this place has been abandoned for a long time, a little repair will be enough to ensure that we are safe and sound."

The terrifying thing about the fallen soul wind is its rising and falling. If you know it will come, there are many ways to deal with it.

Otherwise, the four major families of Fantasy Night City would not be able to establish so many resource bases in the Fantasy Desert!

"That's a coincidence. Luo happened to buy a batch of Tuyin slaves in the city before. Let's leave it to them to repair the magic pattern."

Luo Hong didn't expect that the slave he bought had a chance to play a role. After saying that, he moved his mind and released him from the Netherworld Cave Heaven.

"Master! What are your instructions?"

As the black fog rolled, the twelve Tuyin monks showed their bodies and immediately saluted Luo Hong.

"You can quickly restore the forbidden magic texts on these houses, and the Soul-Fallen Wind is coming."

Luo Hong ordered without hesitation.

"We'll obey the order!"

After looking at the wolf corpses scattered nearby, the Tuyin man led immediately took the order.

......

At the same time, the old man from the Zhao family set out a few days earlier than Luo Hong and others, and did not encounter the diansha blocking the road, but he had arrived at the stronghold at that moment.

"Old ancestor, the day of the transaction has not yet arrived, why did you come alone? But what happened to Fantasy Night City?"

Seeing that his expression was in a hurry, the Zhao family man who was guarding the place couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, our Zhao family has nothing to do, but I have to go to the Netherworld Demon Realm immediately, and you can quickly open the ban!"

Although the old man in the Zhao family was short, he burst out with an unstoppable aura.

"The ancestor wants to go on? I wonder what it means?"

When the Zhao family heard this, the man immediately looked shocked and suspicious.

"Well? You dare to ask about my affairs. Could it be that you are not clear-headed?"

The ancestor of the Zhao family immediately spoke in a bad tone.

"The ancestor misunderstood. I didn't mean this, but I still had time to report to the ancestor that there were distinguished guests from the Netherworld Demon Realm in the stronghold.

If the affairs of the ancestor are related to it, there is no need to run around again!"

After being suppressed by his breath, the Zhao family's man immediately bowed and bowed.

"Are there any distinguished guests? Which side is it?"

After a surprised voice, the old man from the Zhao family asked in a slow tone.

"Haha, Zhao family boy, who do you think will come first?"

Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the side, and a green dark light flashed. A man about the twentieth century, wearing thick black armor and green skin appeared in the house.

"Brother Zhao, you brought a few eight-legged magic lizards here this time, which is enough for me and Brother Nether Soul to make it go on the road?"

The next moment, a gray-blue whirlwind blew up in the house, and soon a horse-faced monster with a pair of tattered wings on the back and a pair of dark horns on the head appeared.

"My younger generation Zhao Wenji, see the two adults!

I came in a hurry this time, but I only brought an eight-legged magic lizard. I hope the two of you will forgive me.”

When they saw the two, the old man from the Zhao family immediately saluted respectfully.

"Haha, I came up a lot in advance, so I was not in a hurry.

On the contrary, why are you kid not busy in the Fantasy Night City and rushing to the ground?”

The green man asked in a suspicion.

"I am going here to report to the two adults. Not long after the three dragons arrived in Fantasy Night City, they seemed to have met an enemy and something happened!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wenji took advantage of the situation and told him what happened in the Magic Hand Valley.

"You Zhao family was just watching the group capture the three nephews?"

The horse-faced monster suddenly asked with a cold face.

"The other party is very powerful, and my Zhao family is really unable to deal with it. They can only pay attention to the movements of the group and ask for help from the two adults!"

Zhao Wenji first accused him of crime, and then continued:

"I think the two adults must have the means to directly transmit the body, so I don't have to go to the Netherworld Demon Realm to run there!"

"Brother Zhao, what do you mean? Although I and Brother Huangquan are both incarnations, they are not comparable to ordinary Demon Lords.

Just six juniors, why do you need to take action in your body?!"

The green man immediately looked dissatisfied when he heard this, obviously thinking that Zhao Wenji was making a big fuss.

"I have no intention of underestimating the two masters. However, the leader of the six people is very powerful. Even if the two masters can win, I am afraid that they will not be able to keep him!"

Zhao Wenji gritted his teeth and persuaded him, after all, Luo Hong was so vicious that day that day that he did not look like an ordinary demon lord by the way of defeating three.

If these two saints turn into a gutter and capsize, then the Zhao family will definitely be in trouble!

"Hmph, can you stay? When you meet the Human and Brother Nether Soul, you will have a judgment.

Moreover, do you think that when I come up to do business this time, I haven’t made any arrangements?"

After saying coldly, four layers of gray-blue magic lights appeared around the horse-faced monster.

"The cloak of the Demon! Senior Huangquan actually handed this treasure to the master. Then Zhao is really worried!"

Just as the entire underground demon world knows the reputation of the three saints, the magical powers and magic treasures they once showed are also well known to demons, and this demon cloak is one of them!

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Wenji's confidence has increased significantly now.

"Haha, boy Zhao, should I take out my blood spirit corpse monument for you to see?"

The green man smiled moodily at this moment.

"I don't dare to do so. I'll go back and have someone send the Eight-legged Demon Lizard here!"

Zhao Wenji shook his head quickly and said.

However, just as he finished speaking, the skylight outside the house suddenly darkened, and a strange black wind blew inexplicably from the high altitude near the stronghold.

The sound of the wind was like a ghost crying, and it sounded very strange!

"Loud Soul Wind? This is really a coincidence. Let the six people live for a while."

Seeing this, the strange man with horse face immediately frowned, then flashed and fled back to his residence.

"Well, God will do this, so I will stay here for a while."

The green man had no intention of talking to Zhao Wenji. After that, his figure turned into several green lights and escaped from the house.

But even though the two demons had been away for a long time, Zhao Wenji stood in the house without moving. After more than an hour, he suddenly said to himself with a serious expression:

"The two saints of the saints who gave the incarnation such as the cloak of the Demon and the Blood Spirit Corpse Monument were directly handed over to the incarnation. I'm afraid there is something strange about it!"

But despite his anxiety, the Zhao family is now involved and cannot grasp the overall situation, so they can only follow the trend.

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Three days later, in an oasis on the edge of the Huanxiao Desert, Luo Hong sat cross-legged in a sand house, but did not practice her skills. Instead, she stared at the magic patterns on the four walls without saying a word, observing the changes in light and darkness.

It was not until the strange wind outside was getting weaker that he suddenly spoke:

"Huang Cheng, I didn't expect that your Tuyin clan had learned the magic pattern that controls the strange energy of this world. In time, your clan will definitely dominate the Fantasy Desert!"

"The master praised it. This is a difficult situation, and our tribe has only mastered a little bit of the skin at the moment.

If you want to reach the level the master said, I am afraid that there will be no hope for another hundred thousand years!"

The Tuyin man stood several feet behind Luo Hong, and then he said with a pessimistic expression when he heard this.
To be continued...