Chapter 64: Rolling Yellow Sand Like a Sea of ​​Smoke

Soon, all the hunters on the aircraft landed safely on the ground. The place was crowded with people. In addition to the hunters from the Eastern Sea of ​​Smoke, there were also hunters from other regions.

The number of people exceeded thousands.

There hasn’t been such a grand occasion in Lop Nur for a long time. The last time there were so many people was when Zhou Guoshi suppressed the demon cave with more than 400,000 military mages!

Each region has its own team leader. For example, the team leaders of the eastern coastal area are Du Xiao and Wang Qianyuan.

The leaders in other places are either the Hunting King or the Hunting Alliance Elders. In any case, they are all hunters who are higher than the Hunter Master.

"Haha, Lao Xiao, long time no see!" Suddenly, a bald man with flame patterns tattooed on his face walked out from the Northwest hunter team.

There was also a flash of surprise in Du Xiao's eyes, and he was obviously very surprised by the appearance of the bald man with flame patterns!
"Xing Yan! It's been a long time since we last met. I heard that after the Hunter Championship, you became an elder of the Hunter Alliance!" Du Xiao's face was filled with nostalgia and sighing.

The two met at the Seventh Hunter Championship, and in the end Du Xiao and Leng Qinzhan became the seventh generation hunting kings of Donghuang.

The status of the Hunting King is very high, almost comparable to the president and councilors of the Magic Association. You should know that only two Hunting Kings are born in each country every ten years.

"Back then, I was inferior in skills and lost to Qin Zhan. Oh, by the way, is Qin Zhan here this time? He seems to be active in the Magic City as well." Xing Yan suddenly asked.

"Lao Leng..." Du Xiao's eyes flickered, and then he said, "He has passed away."

"Huh? How could that be?" Xing Yan was shocked.

"He accepted a commission that year, but failed." Du Xiao didn't know much about what happened back then.

But he pointed in the direction of Shen Yuan and Alechino and said, "But this time, Lao Leng's junior brothers and sisters are here."

Xing Yan looked in the direction Du Xiao pointed, and when he saw Shen Yuan and Alechino, he was shocked and said, "So young? Are their cultivations at a high level?"

Du Xiao Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I asked Mr. Song, and he said that they have the ability to protect themselves, so they should be high-level mages!"

The two continued their conversation.

Shen Yuan and Alechino did not stand there in a daze, but looked at the vast desert.

"This desert is full of strange things." Shen Yuan said, touching his cheek.

There was a breeze blowing just now, but it seemed like there was something mixed in it and it brushed past my face.

If Shen Yuan's skin wasn't so tough, this blow would have directly wiped off large chunks of flesh from his face.

Alechino looked at Shen Yuan teasingly: "After all, it is the most dangerous place in the world."

A few strands of her black and silver hair fell by her ears. Shen Yuan reached out and tidied her hair and said, "The desert is very windy and sandy. Do you want to wear the scarf I bought for you?"

Alechino shook his head and said, "Not for now. The wind and sand here can't do any harm to me!"

Shen Yuan took it out from the space and put it around her and said, "That won't work. You are so pretty, don't you see those hunters looking at you like hyenas?"

In addition to the veil on her head, Shen Yuan also put a veil robe on the outside.

Alechino glanced at him with her charming eyes and said, "Small eyes! Look, are they asking for a gathering?"

In front of the white-roofed building, the hunters had already consciously walked in that direction. According to the region, the hunters consciously divided into five teams. When Shen Yuan and Alechino came forward, they saw that the gathering center was full of leaders from various places, such as Xing Yan, Du Xiao, Wang Lao and more than a dozen others, each of whom was a veteran super-class strongman!
However, the faces of these strong men were very solemn, because the next place they would face was Lop Nur!

There was no time to waste. After resting for a while, the leaders of each area led their teams to set off.

Shen Yuan and the others took Route 3. Before they set off, Du Xiao said, "All the hunters from Qingtian Hunting Ground should come to the inner circle."

Shen Yuan was a little confused???
He was still thinking about killing more monsters in the outer circle, but if I was transferred to the inner circle, I wouldn't be able to kill much at all.

When the other hunters heard Du Xiao's order, they immediately looked at Shen Yuan and Alechino with envy.

Who wouldn’t want to be transferred to the inner circle? With the protection of other hunters, no matter which direction the monsters are discovered, this is the place that will be least impacted.

"Uh, Lord Hunter King, I feel pretty good in the outer circle." Shen Yuan said stutteringly.

"Hey, silly boy, do you think the Hunter King is taking care of you? Of course he lets you into the inner circle so that you can play your role better. Do you think we haven't heard of the name of Qingtian Jueshou Brother?" Liu Wenwu smiled and waved his hand, asking Shen Yuan and Alechino to come over.

"Okay, okay." Shen Yuan scratched his head and took Pepe's hand and entered the inner circle.

The strong players in the inner circle are actually equivalent to the junglers. They will support the direction that is in danger first.

Before setting off, the weather in the Tarim Desert was still very sunny. The fierce sunlight made the sand dunes shine with golden light, and the earth and fire elements were densely gathered in every area.

The endless desert undulates, and the sand has painted the long clouds in the sky golden.

But just half a day after entering the desert, the sky turned gloomy, and the sand wind, like a blunt knife cutting flesh, raised a cloud of black dust, which was a sign of an impending sandstorm.

"Oh my god, are they giving me a show of force right after I come in?" said a hunter who noticed a dark cloud of dust.

Wang Qianyuan also said with a serious expression: "This is a precursor to the appearance of a disaster-level sandstorm. How could it be such a coincidence? The sandstorm appeared just as we came in?"

The hunting king Du Xiao understood the hidden meaning of Wang Lao's words and said, "Wang Lao, could it be that there is a demon behind this sandstorm?"

"The desert demon has strange methods. Although I have been to the Tarim Desert before, I have never been to the Lop Nur area!" Wang Qianyuan shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"I think there is a demon that has been destroyed. I'll shoot an arrow to test it." When Shen Yuan heard that there was a demon, he came back to life.

With a jerk of his legs, he jumped out of the inner circle, onto a small sand dune, and summoned the [Poem of Final Lament].

The half-human-high golden-blue bowstring was like a full moon, infused with magical energy, and an arrow formed entirely of wind-attributed magical energy appeared in the middle of the bow.

【The Wind of Missing You】

Arrows were shot at the black sand one after another without any hesitation. If there were any demons among them, a symbol of remembrance would appear in their bodies if they were hit by the arrows.

This can be used to determine whether the black dust is caused by demons.

After a few rounds of arrows, Shen Yuan's face suddenly showed joy, because he sensed that a remembrance symbol was taking shape.

"It's indeed the demon that's causing trouble. When my magic attacks the demon, it will create a mark in the body, and a mark has already been created just now." Shen Yuan said to Du Xiao and Wang Qianyuan.

(End of this chapter)