Legend of Sandstorm in Douluo Continent

Legend of Sandstorm in Douluo Continent

Chapter 117: Half Moon Tribe!

The caravan had moved forward for several miles. It was already dark. Under the leadership of Mo Rong, they had deviated from the original route. In fact, the owner of the caravan was somewhat reluctant. He would rather sleep in the desert than live in the desert. Marching in the desert in the dark night, but thinking of Tang Chen and Ning Rongrong standing in front of them, he also quickened his pace and moved closer to them. He thought that the only one who could guarantee his safety here was the Masked Soul King, although the Shaling Escort Agency The people were quite strong, but he didn't think it would be safer to follow them than Tang Chen. After all, two of them were injured by spirit beasts... (Everyone thought that the two injured people from Shaling Escort were Attacked by a spirit beast...)

After walking for a few more miles, Tang Chen could already see that there was indeed a place with fire in front of him, and it looked like it was not far away from them.please()

"No one?" When the caravan came to the village with the fire, they found no one. Although there were still some traces of people living in the village, and it was very new, there was indeed no one now... ...

"Something's wrong... It feels like someone is spying on us in the dark..." Although Ning Rongrong is not a fighting spirit sect, it is precisely because he is an auxiliary system that Tang Chen, the fighting spirit king, still has the mental power. Be keen. After hearing Ning Rongrong's behavior, Tang Chen also became vigilant. He kept the distance between him and Ning Rongrong no more than one meter. He had secretly completed the possession of the martial spirit. As long as there was any disturbance, He can react accordingly immediately.

"There's someone!" Ning Rongrong suddenly turned around. Tang Chen immediately covered that direction with sand, and saw a figure fall from the roof and rush towards them. At the same time, the five soul rings behind the man lit up.

"Sand-bound coffin..." Tang Chen's second soul ring lit up, and a stream of sand rose up from the man's feet, covering his whole body. However, because it was a battle of the same level, things went wrong. Suddenly, Tang Chen was using only ordinary sand, and his control was somewhat lacking. The soul power of the human body exploded, shaking the sand away. The fifth soul ring merged into his body, and his whole body grew larger, and he rushed directly towards Tang Chen.

"Go back!" Tang Chen hit that person with his right hand. The Insect Emperor Armor in his sleeve had already lit up. Tang Chen's punch without sparing any force was not an orthodox attack-type soul king. In fact, that person didn't seem to be an attack-type person. Soul King, because Tang Chen felt that that person's strength was not too strong, he seemed to be defensive?

"After killing so many people in our tribe, you bastards still dare to come! I want you to pay with your lives!" After the man said this, his soul power exploded further, and his first pair of horns had an earthy yellow light, and he rushed straight towards Tang Chen .

Tang Chen inexplicably knocked him to the ground with his tail. The speed was too slow and the strength was not strong. If this guy wasn't really useless or if he wasn't injured, Tang Chen would be more inclined to the latter because Mo Rong had already run away. Went over to check the man's injuries.

"Uncle Niu! What's wrong with you? Where are the people in the tribe?" Mo Rong helped the man who was knocked down by Tang Chen and said. It was only then that Tang Chen saw clearly that the man who attacked them was no longer young. Jia Mo Rong calls him Uncle Niu. He seems to be in his fifties. The Soul King is over 60 years old. It's no wonder that his strength and speed are no longer good. He is getting too old. Tang Chen is also very glad that he didn't use all his strength just now, otherwise Something is probably going to happen to this old man...

"Mo Rong? Why are you here?" The old man known as Uncle Niu calmed down when he saw it was Mo Rong.

After the exchange between the two, Tang Chen roughly understood what was going on. In fact, everyone in this tribe was hiding underground. The reason for this was that they had been harassed by a group of sand bandits recently, and many people had been killed. Lost it. The main reason why Uncle Niu showed up was because those sand thieves killed his son. He was so angry that he ran out of the cellar alone...

"Are the sand bandits already so rampant?" After Tang Chen said this, he immediately remembered that the Soul King of the Wuhun Palace reminded him to be careful of the sand bandit group in the desert. It seems that they have been here for more than a day or two.

"Uncle Niu!" At this time, several more young people ran out, and behind them, nearly a hundred people appeared out of nowhere. It must be said that they hid well.

After confirming that the caravan was not a sand pirate, the Banyue Tribe offered to let them rest for a night. At the same time, Mo Rong also specifically asked Tang Chen to follow her.

Tang Chen and Ning Rongrong came to a tent with the best view. Five old people, including Uncle Niu, were sitting inside. When they saw Tang Chen and Ning Rongrong coming in together, they immediately turned to Mo Rong. Get rid of the questioning gaze.

"Mo Rong, who is the descendant of Sha Dian you are talking about? That one?" said an old man who looked kinder.

"Brother, say it again!" an old lady smoking a cigarette suddenly yelled.

"Third sister, you can't talk to big brother..." a fat old man said, but why did he say it to Mo Rong...

"Second brother, you made a mistake again! I'm here!"

"Huh? Why am I here..." At this time, the old man on the side who had been dozing was also awakened and looked around in confusion and asked.

"Old man, you are forgetful again! It was Mo Rong who asked us to meet the descendants of Shadian!" explained the smoking old lady.

Tang Chen looked at the five living treasures and didn't know what to say. He was completely speechless. Isn't it possible that Sand Palace was in the same situation back then...

"Young Palace Master, why did you bring her too!" Mo Rong pointed at Ning Rongrong and said. She was worried that Ning Rongrong would leak the secret. After all, there are not many people left in the Sand Palace now. If the Wuhun Palace comes again, They were almost wiped out in one wave.

"Is there any problem if I bring my fiancée here? I like to talk, but I don't want to pull her down." Tang Chen was still not very polite to Mo Rong. After all, he had received so many looks along the way, how could he completely calm down all of a sudden?

"You..." Mo Rong wanted to retort, but before she could even open her mouth, the smoking old lady hooked her away with a pipe, and then the five old men came down heavily on Tang Chen... .

"Well...it's somewhat similar to the palace master..."

"Boy, what is your martial spirit? What is it?"

"Hey? Why do you have a beard, kid?"

"Second brother, you made a mistake again! That's Old Man Niu!"

"Huh? Who is he?"

Tang Chen looked at the old people in front of him and didn't know what to say. He couldn't do anything to these old people, right?I had no choice but to release my martial spirit honestly in order not to be demolished by a few old people.

"Desert Madness... Why does it seem different?"

"It should be mutated, mutated..."

"Mutation into two heads?"

"Second brother, you made a mistake again!"

"Desert crazy what?"

Then Tang Chen showed off his Clear Sky Hammer. Although these old people looked unreliable, they were still the remnants of the Sand Palace. Tang Chen still hoped to get more information about his parents from them. intelligence......

"Haotian Hammer!"

"It's the Young Palace Master, the Young Palace Master!"

Several old family members all sat down at their seats and greeted Tang Chen. This made Tang Chen feel embarrassed. As for Ning Rongrong, she just sat there and said nothing, mainly because she didn't know what to say... ....

Predict what will happen next!

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