Chapter Seventy-four: Thunderbolt Desert

  Less than an hour later, Ning City arrived at the edge of Luolei Desert. Before his eyes was a vast expanse of dark yellow haze, as if a layer of yellow fog had fallen in front of him, and his line of sight couldn't reach far.

  On the edge of the desert there is a giant stone with an area of about 100 square meters, which is exactly the entrance position marked on the simplified map obtained by Ningcheng.

  Ning Cheng didn't hesitate and directly flew his sword from the edge of the giant stone into the desert. Only a short while later, Ning Cheng had to bring down his flying sword.

  Even if he had already condensed his true cultivation, the violent sandstone storm in the desert of falling thunder made it impossible for him to control the position of his flying sword. Similarly, he was also unable to find specific map markers from the desert.

  Ning Cheng put away his flying sword, and instead of slowing down, he sped up. He muttered to himself that one day he would return to kill the person who had a warrant out for him, but for now, he was no match for anyone, so the faster he escaped, the better.

  Three days later, Ning Cheng found the second mark on the simple map, a withered and dead poplar tree.

  Ning Cheng sat down at the root of a giant poplar tree, having run at full speed in the desert for three consecutive days, and he also felt somewhat tired.

  Ning Cheng had just sat down when a terrifying whistling sound came, Ning Cheng hurriedly stood up again. A yellow dragon made of fine sand whizzed over, its speed was extremely fast. Ning Cheng didn't even have room to resist, he was directly swept away by the yellow dragon and taken flying out.

  At this moment, Ning City could only sigh at the madness and horror of nature. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been swept away by the Yellow Dragon and turned into fragments.

  Ning Cheng quickly felt something was off, the yellow sand forming a yellow dragon that was like a tornado, and after being swept up by the yellow sand, it seemed as if his entire person had been swept in one direction.

  Because he felt something was off, Ning Cheng suddenly remembered that he had already become a True Condensation stage Cultivator. A True Condensation stage Cultivator shouldn't be blown away by the yellow sand blowing in the desert, right?

  As the yellow sand's restraint on him grew greater, Ning Cheng's bad premonition also grew heavier. He had a kind of intuition that in the end, he wouldn't even have room to struggle free, and would be swept away to a place he completely didn't know.

  Thinking of this, Ning Cheng's heart was in a hurry, and he punched out with one fist. This punch was exactly the move he had learned from the giant axe killing intent in the Da'an Forest, but he didn't have an axe, so he directly used his fist to punch it out. In fact, every time he used this axe-fist, the effect seemed to be pretty good.

  A loud "Boom" sound like a drumbeat burst forth, and Ning City's fist directly blasted open a sandy mouth in the Yellow Dragon. Without thinking, Ning City transformed his entire body into a line that shot out from this sandy mouth.

  The next moment, the yellow sand dragon had taken away with a loud rumble.

  Ning Cheng looked down and found that except for the inner armor made by the old woman in Nan Yuan City, all his other clothes had completely disappeared, leaving only countless fine sand scratches.

  "How amazing." Ning Cheng exclaimed in a low voice, then quickly took out a set of clothes and put them on.

  In the desert of falling thunder, there is also such a terrible yellow dragon. If he didn't come out of the yellow dragon in time, what would be the result?

  At this time, the yellow dragon passed by, and Ning Cheng only discovered that he had lost his way. Ning Cheng turned around in all directions, just wanting to see where the poplar trees were located, when he felt a looseness under his feet, and subconsciously leapt into the air.

  A huge whirlpool appeared where he had just stood, the whirlpool sucked in all the fine sand around it, forming a funnel shape.

  A powerful suction force came, this power came very suddenly, and Ning City was almost directly sucked into the vortex of the funnel.

  Ning Cheng forcibly circulated his true yuan, and his entire body was like a sword tip, charging towards the sandy ground outside the whirlpool.

  After several gasps, Ning City fell onto the sandy ground, staring at the whirlpool that was still growing in the distance, and for the first time felt the terror of the Falling Thunder Desert.

  He was swept into the whirlpool, or perhaps it would take his life, but who knew what was inside the whirlpool?

  It seems that he must find the route map he walked before, otherwise it will be difficult for him to get out of the Luolei Desert. The route he walked before must be the safest one in the desert, otherwise he would not have encountered danger for several days. Now he has just deviated from the original direction of the map and encountered danger many times. If it weren't for the yellow dragon that passed by and took him away, he wouldn't have deviated from the original route.

  Ning Cheng walked more cautiously now, he was no longer looking for the road to Huazhou, but rather trying to find his way back to the original path he had been walking on.

  Another five days passed, and Ning City encountered more than a dozen whirlpools of various shapes and sizes, but he managed to escape from all of them. Fortunately, he did not encounter the yellow dragon-like sandstorm again.

  Ning Cheng knew that this wouldn't work out in the long run. If he continued like this, he would eventually perish in this desert of falling thunder.

  He stopped and took out a simple compass, which he still couldn't refine, but could make a simple one.

  Ning Cheng's compass had not been made yet, and a fishy smell was detected by Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng immediately grabbed the broken gun from behind, this smell was absolutely the breath of a demon beast. He knew that there were many demon beasts in the Lei Hai Desert, and these demon beasts were also in groups, once surrounded, it would be difficult to walk away again.

  As soon as Ning Cheng grasped the long spear, a "sizzling" sound of grinding sand came over. When Ning Cheng saw the demon beasts rushing towards him, he was almost stunned. Countless demon beasts charged towards him, covering the sky and earth.

  These demonic beasts were densely packed, and it was impossible to see the edge with a single glance. Moreover, these demonic beasts formed a tide that charged towards this side, not only on the ground but also in the air. Ning City could imagine that there must be similar demonic beasts under the sandy stone ground as well.

  These monsters have growths of varying sizes all over their bodies, appearing to be only a little more than a foot long, with sharp mouths dripping some murky sticky liquid, looking extremely frightening and ugly.

  A dense pack of demonic beasts caught sight of Ning City and immediately swarmed towards it, Ning City's scalp felt numb as he had never seen such a disgusting scene before.

  He didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, the long gun in his hand had already brought up layer upon layer of gun halos, these gun halos formed a gun net that blocked the countless ugly demonic beasts outside.

  One advantage of fighting these monsters is that you only need to exert your strongest strength, without worrying about being calculated.

  One after another, the bloody mist in front of the gun tip dissipated, and one by one, such monsters were swept away by Ning City's gun tip. Ning City clearly saw that the corpses of these monsters he killed were instantly devoured by their companions, and then the remaining monsters continued to swarm up, completely unaware of what death was.

  The cultivation of these demon beasts was indeed not high, but even if it wasn't high, they couldn't withstand the sheer number. Batch after batch of demon beasts were killed by Ning City, and batch after batch of the same demon beasts swarmed up again. Not only that, these desert demon beasts also sprayed out a foul-smelling gas. As soon as Ning City smelled this smell, he felt uncomfortable, but fortunately, under the stirring of his true yuan, this discomfort quickly disappeared without a trace.

  For a whole day, Ning Cheng spent his time in slaughter. His Mystic Ice Twelve Spears evolved into the Thirteenth Spear, Fourteenth Spear... Twenty-first Spear.

  Unfortunately, as his marksmanship became more and more refined, the number of gunshots that emerged also increased, but his true yuan could not keep up. He didn't know how many of these desert demons he had killed, but the ones he faced didn't seem to decrease, instead they grew more and more numerous.

  Ning Cheng felt a surge of despair in his heart, if he had known it would be like this, he might as well have been taken away by that yellow dragon.

  The situation in front of him was a dead end, he simply had no way to escape. Whether it was in the air, on the sand surface, or under the sand, they were all endless sand demons.

  Just as Ning Cheng was thinking about whether the Xuan Huang Pearl in his body could help, this endless sandy beast suddenly gave up its attack on Ning Cheng and instead fled frantically from Ning Cheng's side. In a short time, these dense sandy beasts had all escaped cleanly.

  If it weren't for the fine sand nearby being stained dark red, Ning City would have thought that what just happened was just an illusion.

  "My luck can't be this good, right?" Ning Cheng muttered to himself in disbelief. Just as he was about to be killed by these desert beasts, they suddenly retreated without any reason. What else could this be but good luck?

  Here is the second update for tonight, goodnight friends!

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