The scorching sun bakes the entire earth, and the sunshine containing corrosive power is rotting the earth. Xia Zuo and his party walk in this hot world. Even if they seal the spiritual world, they still feel a sense of heat. The most painful one is undoubtedly Welsh. Although it has been contaminated with the blood of the icy and bloody bear, their body's resistance to cold, their resistance to high temperatures has not improved much. Not long after walking, several layers of skin have been removed.

Weirs gasped heavily, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. His eyes looked at the figure ahead from under his hood, showing a little annoyance: According to the original route, he was obviously not walking this path, but Xia Zuo changed his route and went deep into this ghost place where birds do not shit. No matter whether he could walk out from here, it was obviously not a good time to just have the damn high temperature.

Compared to him, the other soldiers had no doubt about Xia Zuo's decision. When Xia Zuo wanted to change the route and penetrated into the desert, Thorne just responded and sent his order directly to the warriors. Walking in such a harsh environment, no one had any doubts about Xia Zuo's decision.

The team walked on the sand step by step, and no one asked too much about Astov's identity, as if he had followed the team forward. Looking at the pair of ignorant and agreeable eyes, Xia Zuo felt very strange at first, but he gradually became familiar with it over time.

During the journey, Astov was obviously more interested in Oz, and he stayed by his side from time to time and asked him about some things. Oz was also one of the Knights in the team who was not under his control. Because of this, Oz never had any good face toward this magician!

But Astov's face was obviously much thicker than other magicians, even if Oz was unwilling to talk to him. But he was still by Oz's side, constantly asking about the world he was in. When Oz told him a little, he would immediately ask in ecstasy...

Xia Zuo took a sip of water, turned to look at the figure that was breathing, and couldn't help asking Astov: "Didn't you say you took us to the Eastern Continent? Why did you come to such a ghost place?"

It's very strange. Just when everyone was suffering from poisonous fire, Xia Zuo liked the feeling of being wrapped in high temperatures. He felt like he was immersed in a snow hot spring, and he felt a very warm feeling on his body. Under this warmth, the fighting spirit in his body boiled even more violently...

But although he was not rejected, he was still very confused when facing the unknown route chosen by Astov.

"At your speed, I don't know how long it takes to reach the East Continent? The magician's time is very precious, I don't have that much time to waste it on it!" Astov grabbed his dry hair. With his magical attainment, the hot high temperature did not have too much impact on him. "This is a brand new channel that can save a lot of time."

"What new channel?" Xia Zuo repeated. If what he said was true, it would be better, but no one can guarantee the truth contained in his words.

"It's the magician's passage!" Astov chuckled, and Xia Zuo looked at him. If he was hiding under the cloak, he might look like a magician. But now he looks like a cunning businessman.

Xia Zuo closed his eyes and was unwilling to stay on his face for a long time. "What magic channel?"

Astov did not explain much, laughed softly, and did not forget to give him a message, "Don't forget our deal?"

"Yeah..." Xia Zuo responded.

The team continued to walk on the desert. Before long, a dark cloud suddenly approached from a distance. Xia Zuo only felt a sense of crisis, accompanied by the surging dark clouds, directly covering him.

Before Xia Zuo could speak, Astov was already shouting loudly from the side, "Hurry, hide..."

"Damn it, what's going on?"

Xia Zuo widened his eyes and was about to question the other party's reasons, but Astov had already rushed into the crowd and began to shout loudly. After hearing his words, the soldiers began to hide under the hillside and fixed the war horses one by one, and then they all formed a group of environmental protection...

A violent hurricane swept through the terrifying sand and dust, surging towards their figures, and endless darkness began to cover the originally dazzling sky. Invisible pressure poured out from the sky, shocking all living things on the ground. The whole earth began to tremble, and countless zero sand began to roll down quickly. The figures of the soldiers lay on the leeward position, avoiding this unknown and strange disaster.

Xia Zuo's figure was lying on the sand, only the crackling sounds were heard on the armor on his body. The pulling force in the space continued to intensify. A burst of roars mixed with hurricanes and sand. He slowly opened his eyes from the sand, and suddenly he felt the incomparable stinging pain in his eyes. Countless grains of sand hit his face, like terrible blades, enduring the pain, looking at the world around him, darkness had already enveloped the space, and gray figures accompanied by violent hurricanes, swept directly into the sky...

The fighting spirit exploded on his body, and the terrifying fighting spirit suddenly came out of his body. Before the figure could struggle to get up from the sand, the pulling force in the space became even more intense. The will of the world was like a heavy and invisible boulder, crushing towards Xia Zuo directly.

Xia Zuo's muscles suddenly burst out, and waves of unwilling roars deep in his body, but when facing the will of the world, his power was so weak and so powerless. Even though the sound in his body turned into an extremely huge roar, even if his muscles were tense so hard that they could not help but tremble, his body was still unable to move under the shock!

The humid and hot liquid slid across the edges of Xia Zuo and fell on the sand drop by drop. Xia Zuo couldn't help but panting. When the storm ended, the world will filled the space began to gradually dissipate. Xia Zuo was able to jump out of the sand and pull Astov out of the sand.

Even the most powerful magician could not resist the attack of the earth's will. At this time, his face was pale, and there was no strength on his body, and there was a half-dead expression on his face.

Xia Zuo wiped away the blood stains on his eyes, tied his neck tightly with his hands, and roared loudly, "What the hell is going on?"

"I don't know what's going on. Usually, I fly directly from here, and I rarely encounter this situation!" Astov was grabbed by him, without any resistance at all, and explained weakly.

"Why should we bring us to such a ghost place?" Xia Zuo continued to strangle his neck, looking at the afterimage of the storm moving away, and his nose was breathing heavily.

Astov struggled for a while and finally let him tie it like this, "It will only take more than a month to cross here to reach the Eastern Continent, but according to your route, I am afraid it will not be able to arrive for more than half a year!"

Xia Zuo was angry and angry, but couldn't find a way to vent, so he threw him onto the sand, spat and spit out all the sand in his mouth, and cursed with great angrily, "Damn..."

ps1: Whoever is bleeding with me today will be my brother!

ps2: My great comrades, I will vote after twelve o'clock! Let them know what it means: Three Thousands of Vietnamese Arc can swallow Wu! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!