Magic Sword starts from Douluo

Chapter 70
"The ancient ruins of the human race?" Xiao Ning couldn't help being a little surprised, but then sat down on the ground again.

"What does this have to do with me? Besides, I don't know if what you said is true or not!"

"Huh!" The bad old man stood up angrily: "I have the strength of the title Douluo here, so it's easy to lie to you?"

During the speech, Lao Gao's white beard was blown up.

Xiao Ning still didn't believe it.

"But……"

"Hey, what's the matter, you don't have the "Soul Talisman", you can't wear that special domain enchantment, and now you have it but don't go, that's a big loss!"

The bad old man is soft at times and hard at times, singing red face and bad face at the same time. His proficient acting skills can almost be on the stage of Peking Opera.

There was no way, but in the end they couldn't seduce the old man, (in fact, they couldn't beat them!) The two went to the city closest to the Tatar Desert: Bacheng.

It is located in the southwestern part of the Barak Kingdom, not far to the north is the vast Lima Plain, and the location of the even more vast desert seems to be located in the south.

The Great Tatar Desert, an uninhabited land.

Except for this nearer city and some villages, it is almost deserted.

Not only because of its harsh environment, frequent lack of water, and frequent disasters, but also because of the unusually powerful and terrifying spirit beasts that appear in the desert from time to time. Some human gathering places that are close to each other are still there during the day, but are swallowed up at night, leaving only The bones of the next place.

What is particularly frightening is that there will always be some beautiful singing voices at night, which will cause some people to wake up in their dreams, and then be deeply attracted to the past, never to return.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the places they went became more and more dry. Xiao Ning and the old man came to this small town with the caravan.

The first thing that catches the eye is a relatively tall, majestic and weather-beaten city gate, with two large characters "Bacheng" written on it. Bacheng is famous for its rich energy ores that assist soul masters in their cultivation. Inside the city is the Wuhun Temple and the Barak royal family. Two major consortiums.

The two major consortiums monopolize all economic and military matters in the city, and maintain the various needs of the people in the city and those from outside.

This is obviously more advanced than the deployment in Tianyuan County.

Of course, from another point of view, Ba City is not too far away from Barak King City and Wuhun City, so it naturally became the place occupied by the two major forces.

On this trip, the two of them specially put on masks and camouflage clothes, because along the way, people from the Wuhun Temple were investigating, running around with Xiao Ning's portrait, it would be bad if their whereabouts were exposed.

Of course Xiao Ning really wanted to be exposed to the Hall of Spirits, but the old man didn't agree.

If the ancient ruins of the human race that the bad old man said are true, in fact, he might take the risk of going there.

From the ancient book "Soul Talisman", we can see that the ancestors of the human race did have such an original address, but it was abandoned for some reason, and it gradually disappeared from the long river of history.

During these days of rushing, Xiao Ning's comprehension of the soul talisman has greatly increased when he was practicing while reading a book, and the bad old man who was desperately trying to read a book is also very capable of comprehending.

After directly reaching the low-level realm, you can make some low-level soul charms by yourself.

After entering the city gate, the conversations of the patrolling soldiers attracted Xiao Ning's attention.

"Hey! The situation in Bacheng is getting worse and worse. In the past, soul beasts only invaded twice a month, but now it's no less than a dozen times this month!"

"Isn't it? Last night's attack by the beast tide almost scared me to the pee. If it weren't for the Lord Soul Sage from the Wuhun Temple, we would have entered the belly of the spirit beast long ago!"

"Hey! Now this city is becoming more and more unbearable, so we have to find a way out!"

As the bad old man next to him said, the condition of Bacheng, which is closest to the desert, is not good, and it is often attacked by terrifying beast hordes.

It's just that the number of encounters during this time has increased.

Seeing the scene in the city, it was a little smaller than Tianshui City and very unfamiliar, but the old man seemed to be familiar with the place, and brought Xiao Ning to a hunting group recruitment office.

"Yo! Uncle Luo, you're in Bacheng again!" the person in charge greeted.

"Smelly old man, so your surname is Luo, what is your full name!" Xiao Ning couldn't help hearing.

But the bad old man didn't like him at all.

He also smiled at the familiar person: "Do you have any hunting teams that need to recruit people recently?"

"Hey! Uncle Luo, you also know the situation in our Bacheng, how can there be soul masters who dare to form a hunting team to go deep into the desert!"

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There was no other way, after driving for a long time, the two had no choice but to find a hotel to rest.

The sun was shining brightly on this day, and suddenly a wisp of wind blew in the distance. It was normal for the desert to be windy at high altitudes, but this time it was not normal for the wind to blow.

The more it rolled, the bigger it rolled, until it formed an overwhelming strong wind, like the invisible giant hand of nature, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of yellow sand rolling towards it.

In an instant, the originally clear sky in the distance was suddenly covered by this darkness.

Then it came towards this side with a terrifying speed, the terrifying natural power was like the huge scythe of the god of death.

All of a sudden, the birds and beasts in the sky realized the coming of the disaster, screamed and rushed to a place that was not "eroded" by the darkness, fleeing this world in groups.

Hearing this strange cry and feeling the increasingly strong wind, many people of the older generation looked up to the sky.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you are shocked when you see it.

I saw countless yellow sand rolled up from the sky, covering the sky and covering the sun, and under the action of the strong wind, it rushed towards the city like a giant beast, and the darkness slowly swallowed the "light" for a while.

"Black, black sandstorm!" All the wise old people jumped up suddenly, looking at the wind and sand blocking the sky, isn't it the terrifying black sandstorm?

"Quick, run!"

"The black sandstorm is coming!"

"The black sandstorm is coming!"

More and more people discovered the scene in the sky, and for a while, fear rose in people's hearts, and they began to run wildly in fright.

"Don't, don't run around, quickly find a place to hide!" The experienced person shouted.

The two of Xiao Ning, who were resting in the hotel, were suddenly awakened by the screams of the crowd outside. In an instant, people rushed to tell each other and rushed to their homes to take refuge.

"Why, what's the matter?" Xiao Ning couldn't help but wondered, at this moment a kind of uneasiness rose from the bottom of his heart.

The bad old man's expression was also very serious at this time. It seems that the large formation in the ruins has begun to operate again, and according to records, every time the large formation operates, many surrounding cities will be flooded.

"The black sandstorm is coming!"

And at the bases of the two major consortiums in the center of the city, an elder of the soul emperor couldn't help laughing: "Oh! These guys who are making a fuss, what are you afraid of the black sandstorm? We are soul masters who stand at the top of the pyramid in nature, and we are afraid of this disaster?"

And when the group leader came back, one sentence immediately changed his mind, and a threat and fear from death filled the elder's mind.

The leader of the soul sage level began to announce to everyone present with a complicated and heavy heart.

"Everyone, this is a disaster! This black sandstorm is so terrible that it has rarely been seen in a hundred years. The whole city will probably be buried by then!"

"what!"

Everyone was shocked and turned pale in an instant.

The next moment, a ghost-like gust of wind rushed to the city, and a black sandstorm descended!
　Drawing a map racked my brains, please recommend tickets, thank you!

　　


(End of this chapter)