Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the boundless desert is like a vast ocean. The rolling sand dunes are shining with golden light under the sun.

The heat wave distorts the air and makes the sight waver. There is not a cloud in the sky. The scorching sun is burning the earth. Even the tenacious cacti bow their heads and look listless.

The sand is fine and soft. Every step of the footprint will be deeply left in the sand, as if leaving a string of eternal footprints in this endless desert.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up thousands of piles of yellow sand, like the prelude of a sandstorm, but it soon subsided and restored the previous dead silence and tranquility.

Occasionally, some desert animals can be seen in the desert. They either shuttle quickly between the sand dunes or quietly lie dormant behind the sparse bushes, surviving in this harsh natural environment.

A lizard quickly swept across the surface, raising a fine dust, and then disappeared in the rolling yellow sand.

At noon, the temperature of the desert reached its peak, and even the wind was hot.

In the distance, a lonely traveler dragged his heavy steps and slowly moved towards the oasis on the horizon. His figure looked particularly small against the backdrop of the sand dunes, but the flashing light in his eyes revealed his perseverance and hope.

As the sun gradually set, the temperature of the desert began to drop, and the desert at night had a different view.

The starry sky was like a scattered gem, dazzling, and the sand dunes showed a soft curve under the moonlight. The whole desert seemed to be covered with a mysterious veil, quiet and deep.

This is a place that is both cruel and beautiful. Every grain of sand tells the ruthlessness of the desert, and every twinkle of the starlight reflects the tenacity of life.

In this boundless desert, every life is fighting for survival and telling the story of the desert in its own unique way.

And on this day, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared in this desert.

The scorching sun was like fire, scorching the boundless desert, and the heat waves danced on the horizon, distorting the vision.

The border bandits of the Fang tribe wore leather armor eroded by wind and sand, and their faces were scarred by long battles.

There was a wild light in their eyes, and the smile on their mouths was cruel and fanatical.

The leader was a burly man, his hair was like yellow weeds, dancing in the wind, holding a long knife with a cold light in his hand, and the blade was engraved with ancient runes.

Behind him was a group of equally fearless bandits, each riding a tall camel with supplies and spoils on their backs.

In the desert, they left only a series of deep footprints and drifting dust.

However, their breath seemed particularly strong in this dead sea of ​​sand. Their existence was like the master of this desert, announcing their freedom and unruliness.

With the invasion of wind and sand, their figures gradually blurred, as if they were about to be swallowed up by the desert forever.

However, they seemed to have long been accustomed to this extreme environment. Every time the dust was raised, it aroused the wildness deep in their hearts. They enjoyed the process of challenging nature. They were eager to conquer and leave their own legends in this uninhabited land.

They rushed to the depths of the desert, which was their new hunting ground and the trial ground for their fearless spirit.

Behind them, the desert silently recorded all this, waiting for them to write the legend of the Fang Clan.

For example, at this time, they opened a new target - Gu Yang's team.

The killing is about to begin.

However, they could not have imagined that while they were acting with the purpose of hunting, the group of prey had already opened their fangs and stared at them.

At this time, Gu Yang had already ambushed the team in the yellow sand.

Compared with the Fang Clan bandits who were like scattered sand, the team of Canglong Island seemed extremely regular. After various instructions were issued, all of them fell accurately to the designated positions.

Rustle——

A moment later, the sound of footsteps in the sand came from far away, and Gu Yang immediately raised his arm, signaling everyone to cheer up.

The enemy will soon arrive at the battlefield, and they are ready to give the other side a big gift.

"Kill!"

At a certain moment, Gu Yang suddenly rushed out of the sand dunes, slashed down with the long knife in his hand, and a golden blade light broke through the air and went straight to the oncoming dog-tooth bandits.

Behind him, a group of strong men from Canglong Island also followed and killed.

Attacks turned into bright light and fell into the position of the dog-tooth bandits, and immediately set off a wave.

Yellow sand splashed, and air waves were emptied.

Amid screams, the dog-tooth bandits suffered a heavy blow before they saw the people from Canglong Island.

Then, round after round of magic and magical powers swept away, covering the sky and the earth. This group of dog-tooth bandits was completely unable to avoid it and suffered heavy losses immediately.

"Ahhhh~"

The screams continued, and the yellow sand was dyed red.

At the same time, the bandits of the Fang tribe finally organized a counterattack.

"Defense! Counterattack!"

"Charge, don't retreat! Kill!"

Amid the shouts, the Fang tribe bandits began to release various defensive magic skills to resist the attacks of Gu Yang and others.

At the same time, waves of colorful lights began to brew on the surface of the Fang tribe bandits, which was obviously a sign of the other party's counterattack.

"Be careful! Pay attention to defense."

On the other side of the sand sea, Gu Yang narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the actions of the Fang tribe, he suddenly felt alert.

With his reminder, the people of Canglong Island immediately reacted in time and transformed many offensive means into defensive magic.

"Boom boom boom——"

A series of magic spells continued to collide in the air, bursting out colorful dazzling lights, and the terrifying collision waves instantly emptied the surrounding air, leaving white air belts.

"Retreat, retreat."

The bandits of the Fang tribe quickly began to retreat in an organized manner, which was something Gu Yang had not expected.

He did not expect that they were just a group of bandits, but their combat literacy was so high.

What he did not know was that these bandits were actually all the border troops of the Fang tribe. They plundered on weekdays, and in addition to subsidizing training resources, they could also train soldiers.

If the people of Canglong Island did not adopt the sneak attack method of preemptive attack, they might not be the opponents of these Fang tribe bandits in a head-on confrontation.

...

"Don't chase the desperate enemy."

At the other end of the desert, seeing the Fang tribe bandits begin to retreat in an organized manner, Gu Yang immediately waved his hand to stop others from chasing.

Their most important goal now is to leave here and return to the human territory. Any contradictions and conflicts should be avoided as much as possible.

If they were not targeted by this group of dog-toothed bandits, Gu Yang would not have designed this plan to ambush this group of "hungry wolves". (End of this chapter)