Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 106 Crossing the Shawang River (4k)

The blood energy that erupted from the Sand Howling Tiger made it extremely powerful, and a layer of blood shadow also covered its body.

The Sha Xiaohu roared and rushed towards the Tongfo Demon Ape. It must be said that the demon has a very tenacious vitality. After being hit by several killing moves from the Tongfo Demon Ape, it still has energy. If it were a human, the grass on his grave would be two meters high.

Mo Fan and the others stood where they were and did not intervene. They knew that the Tongfo Demon Ape had not yet used its full strength and many of its magic spells had not yet been used.

After a while, a golden ancient Buddha statue suddenly appeared behind the Tongfo Demon Ape. The power of this statue was the same as the blood shadow power of the Shaxiaohu, which could enhance its power.

Amitabha!!!

The Buddha's name was chanted loudly and passionately.

The ancient Buddha statue behind the Buddha Demon Ape had its eyes wide open and was leaning against a magical giant tiger. It looked very much like the Subduing Tiger Arhat, one of the Eighteen Arhats that Mo Fan knew.

This wave was truly a professional match. In just a few moves, the Tongfo Demon Ape directly beat the Shaxiaohu into a folding screen.

"What a pervert." Zhao Manyan said with a strange expression.

Mu Bai's expression was normal, but there was a hint of shock in his pupils. He thought that Mo Fan's current strength was enough to deal with the Sand Howling Tiger, but he never expected that Mo Fan's summoning system was so strong.

I can’t imagine how strong his majors in fire and lightning are! !

“Monkey, go dissect this Sand Howling Tiger and let me see how well you have learned the skills,” Mo Fan said.

The monkey took out a magic dagger and went forward to dismember the Sand Howling Tiger, but unfortunately nothing came out, even the soul was only a remnant.

“What a pity! We wasted so much time and gained nothing.” Mo Fan shook his head and said.

Everyone continued to move forward, but soon they discovered a group of wizard hunters hurrying forward from the rolling curtain of yellow sand. When they got closer, they saw that they were all relatively young and should be among the more outstanding wizards.

When they saw the body of the Sand Howling Tiger, their expressions changed immediately. One of the female mages with a dark yellow complexion stepped forward and said unconvincedly: "You guys are too shameless. We have been tracking the Sand Howling Tiger that we injured for a long time, but you snatched it away when we were not paying attention. Don't you know that hunter mages are not allowed to fight over the prey they have locked on!"

The dark-and-yellow female mage had an aggressive aura and her voice was sharp and thin, sounding like a shrew scolding in the street.

"You have locked onto the prey? If you have locked onto it, why did you let it run here? Did you drive it here on purpose?!" Mo Fan asked in a bad tone.

"That's right, it's lucky that we met you. If you met other mage teams and there were casualties, you would be murderers!!!"

As soon as Zhao Manyan heard Mo Fan speak, he knew that Mo Fan was up to no good. As expected of an official, he was good at putting accusations on people.

The black and yellow female mage and the hunter behind her were stunned.

Mu Bai took two steps forward, and an icy white star map appeared under his feet, as if he was ready to attack if there was any disagreement.

Zhang Xiaohou was confused. Wasn't this kind of reckless role played by Brother Fan before? Now it's Mu Bai? ?
And Brother Fan is getting more and more capable, these two people may not have swapped souls! !

Zhang Xiaohou was so lost in thought that he was stunned.

The black-bearded hunter captain behind the yellow-black female mage stepped out and said, "Little brother, let's be reasonable. We must have consumed this Sand Howling Tiger for a while, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to catch it so easily!"

"Well, let's check to see if there are any strange bones, blood, skin, etc. in the Sand Howling Tiger's body, and we'll split it 50-50."

What a shameless guy! The only ones who want to get money from Mo Yanwang are his wives.

“Fuck the 50-50 split. Stop talking nonsense. If you have the guts, just fight!” Mo Fan held fire in his left hand and lightning in his right hand.

Lingling calmly took out her Hunter Medal and said, "Hasn't anyone ever taught you to respect your elders?"

The black and yellow female mage was a chatterbox, but she quieted down after seeing Lingling's Hunter's Medal. Her eyes widened and she looked at Lingling's Hunter's Medal with some disbelief.

Master Hunter!!!

Such a young girl is already a master hunter, what about the rest of the team? ?

Captain Blackbeard and his team left in disgrace, without even having the chance to take out Mo Fan's little black book or Zhang Xiaohou's officer certificate.

No one paid attention to this little episode and continued to move forward. This desert was not very vast and they entered the Gobi Desert after only one day of walking. The exposed tall rocks stood like sculptures on the simple land.

The deeper they went, the more monsters they encountered. Mo Fan and his companions tried to hide if they could, but if they couldn't, they had to deal with them.

They didn't encounter any major danger along the way, and gradually arrived at the area where the Shawang River was located. The Shawang River also has another nickname, the Liusha River.

The Liusha River recorded by Master Xuanzang in "A Record of the Western Regions of the Great Tang Dynasty" is this place.

The Shawang River is a river on the plateau that has been dry for who knows how many years. It used to be an underground river in ancient times, but later it emerged on the surface after some unknown disaster.

After years of wind and sand erosion, the riverbed has become extremely wide. Looking at the map, the Shawang River looks like a long earth-colored dragon lying dormant in the northwest. Its length almost spans half of Ramen Province, and its narrowest place is probably more than ten kilometers!
This long river of quicksand is filled with a kind of horrifying elemental monsters, the white sand monster soldiers. Standing on the raised Gobi land, you can see a stretch of fine white sand, rising and falling like a wavy white ocean.

"Didn't they say that the Shawang River is full of white sand demon soldiers? Why can't I see any?" Zhang Xiaohou shielded the sunlight with his hands and said in a gazing manner.

The others were also full of doubts. The Baisha Demon Soldiers accounted for the majority of the intelligence they were collecting, which was considered the most dangerous part of their trip.

But in the end they didn't see any white sand demon soldiers on the shore.

Lingling took out the least valuable piece of the Sand Howling Tiger's internal organs from the storage magic device, handed it to Mo Fan and asked him to throw it far away!
Mo Fan threw it fifty or sixty meters away, and suddenly layers of white sand waves exploded in the calm white quicksand.

Ripples appeared in the sand waves, and half-giants, each up to three meters in height, stood up. They gathered neatly around the bloody organ and observed the surroundings vigilantly.

A small piece of bloody internal organs attracted forty or fifty white sand long sword giants, and then after a few seconds, it returned to its previous calm.

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment: "Mo Fan, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I will go back first. Don't contact me in the future."

“Green Tea Boy, can you be a human being? A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. How can you give up when we have just set out?” Mo Fan said.

"Brother Fan, to be honest, I also want to go back. I miss the dumplings made by He Yu. From now on, just let Mu Bai do this kind of cannon fodder by himself. There is no need to call me!" Zhang Xiaohou was already backing out.

An organ the size of a palm can attract so many white sand demon soldiers. If such a group of people go there, there will be an army of white sand demon soldiers. Mo Fan looked up at the place where the sun was setting and said, "Let's camp on the pile of rocks today. It's getting dark, and we have to wait until tomorrow to cross the river."

Zhang Xiaohou built the camp by himself. This guy practiced hard in the army and was much more skilled than the old hunters.

Mo Fan took Xinxia off the old wolf and said, "It's all right today. The old wolf is actually quite strong. Ordinary warriors can't pose a threat to it!!"

“Mo Fan, bring Sister Xinxia over here and discuss the details of crossing the Sandy River tomorrow.” Lingling directed.

"okay."

Mo Fan, Xinxia, ​​Mu Bai, Zhao Manyan, Chenying, Lingling, and Zhang Xiaohou, who had just set up the tent, sat in a circle.

Lingling said, "We need Sister Xinxia to use her mind magic to calm us down when we pass the Sandy River. However, Sister Xinxia's mind magic is still at the elementary level, so her magic power may not be enough. So let's think of a way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Manyan said, “Mo Fan told me about this, so I prepared three magic weapons that can restore magic energy, and the rest are for defense.”

"Three magic weapons!!" Lingling's pretty little face showed a thoughtful expression. She was not sure if three magic weapons were enough.

Mu Bai, with a cold face, suddenly said: "I have cultivated a plant called the Anshen Flower with my plant magic. The pollen of the Anshen Flower can also calm demons."

“Oh, Green Tea Boy is really good. He can even grow plants by himself!!” Mo Fan said subconsciously.

Scolding Mu Bai and Lao Zhao had become an irreplaceable part of Mo Fan's life, so he was able to respond so smoothly.

“You bastard, if you dare to curse me again, I will turn around and leave!” Mu Bai’s face was extremely dark and he said with gritted teeth.

“Okay, okay, Mu Bai, I won’t say anything.” Mo Fan still wanted to give him some face.

The conditions this time were much better than the last time. Mo Fan said, "First, focus on Xinxia's mind magic, and keep Mu Bai's tranquilizing flower as the second priority. If that doesn't work, then charge forward."

As he spoke, Mo Fan patted the Scarlet Wolf’s head.

Crimson Sky Spirit Wolf: I’m not the boss, you can say whatever you want, but why are you patting my head? I’m getting scared when you do that.

Night falls quickly.

The temperature difference between day and night in the northwest is very large. When the last ray of afterglow disappears on the horizon, the cold comes quietly.

Mo Fan took out three quilts from the storage space and gave them to Lingling and Xinxia. Their physical constitutions were still relatively weak, and Mo Fan would be very sad if they were frozen!

Chen Ying also took out a quilt from her own magic storage device. This time Mo Fan said they were going to search for treasures, so almost everyone had a magic storage device.

The four boys took turns to keep watch, with Mo Fan in charge of the last one.

When he got up, he found that the north wind was particularly cold tonight. It was undoubtedly a cold current blowing down from the Tianshan Mountains. It had weakened a lot when it reached the northern corner of Zhuoyuan, but he could still feel the chill on his skin.

Mo Fan sat on a relatively smooth stone, looking up at the bright starry sky, listening to the whimpering sound of the wind that sounded like the devil's sobbing, and suddenly he seemed to hear some movement in the distance.

Mo Fan activated the Sun and Moon Holy Pupils to observe and soon remembered what was going on. There was a pack of Sand Howling Tigers chasing the group of hunters they met during the day.

Although there was a conflict during the day, Mo Fan would not just watch them die.

The light of the sun and the moon shone in his pupils, and Mo Fan easily wiped out the group of Sand Howling Tigers. The deafening roar suddenly disappeared!

The team of terrified hunters became even more frightened. How come the sand tigers that were chasing them fiercely just now suddenly disappeared? Could it be that a more terrifying creature had killed them? ? ?
Thinking of this, the group of magic hunters became even more frightened!!
Fortunately, they did not continue to walk towards the Shawang River, but looked in the direction behind them. After a while, they saw that Sha Xiaohu had really disappeared, and then they slowly left.

Mo Fan closed his eyes and dispersed the light of the sun and the moon.

The Shawang River is still a very terrifying forbidden place for him at this stage. If a riot occurs, he can ensure that he can escape safely, but it will be a bit difficult to save others.

The red sun in the east brings a bright red glow, indicating the arrival of dawn.

Everyone got up early, mainly because they didn't dare to sleep too deeply outside the Anjie, because those who sleep too deeply usually die.

After packing up everything, Mo Fan and the others stood on the river bank in silence. Everything they said yesterday was fine, but when it came time to put it into practice, they were terrified.

In the end, it was Lao Zhao who went to explore the way. He was seen stepping carefully and tiptoeing on the white sand. The white dust in the air was not sand, but the ashes of dead creatures.

However, his tiptoeing seemed particularly ridiculous to the demon. Before he could take a few steps, the white sand around Zhao Manyan began to surge, and then dozens of mighty and tall warriors in white sand armor stood up.

Zhao Manyan's face turned pale instantly, and he showed an awkward but polite smile! !
Nearly thirty white sand demon soldiers surrounded Zhao Manyan, just like a group of strong men surrounding a skinny little girl.

The magic and magic tools were on the verge of appearing, but they were suppressed by Zhao Manyan, not allowing any trace of them to leak out.

Xinxia didn't let Zhao Manyan wait too long, for she was afraid that Zhao Manyan's pants would get wet.

At this moment, her eyes have never been so serious and solemn. She is like a pink and blue lotus in the desert, standing quietly by the river. The strong wind blowing from the front lifts her long silk hair and takes away a hint of fragrance.

After connecting with the star tracks, ripples suddenly appeared under her body. The ripples spread towards the brutal white sand demon soldiers and stopped at the moment when they were about to raise their swords.

Zhao Manyan's legs were shaking, and there was a small wet spot on the front of his pants.

The violent reddish-brown eyes of the Baisha demon soldiers suddenly became clear and stupid, and they felt a tranquility and peace they had never felt before.

Their violent and bloody aura seemed to have been baptized by the holy wind and completely dissipated.

The white sand demon soldiers were stunned for a moment, then turned into fine white sand and returned to their previous elemental state.

Zhao Manyan seemed to feel the chill on the front of his pants. He turned around stiffly, put his hands behind his back, and turned his back to everyone.

When the others saw that mental magic really worked, they all came down immediately.

(End of this chapter)