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

Chapter 251: Seeing the Shenmu Well Again

The Sahara Desert, the largest desert in the world, has endless golden sand stretching from the front to the end of the sky. If you stand on a higher sand dune and look down, you can take in this magnificent golden picture.

The outskirts of the Sahara Desert are very calm, with no wind and no flying dust.

The group crossed one sand dune after another and arrived at the place pointed out by the African Magic Association.

Nan Jue turned the instrument around and said, "This is almost the place. The last place the missing National Government team sent out contact was here. It should be about three kilometers away from the Sahara Mystery."

"I heard from the instructor that they encountered a very strong sandstorm and entered the desert maze in order to find a suitable shelter."

"What should we do now? We can't go in and look for them, right?" Jiang Yu said.

Nan Jue said, “The best way is to form a long dragon formation and move forward. The distance between each person cannot exceed one kilometer. This way we can ensure that those who enter the desert maze can also walk out.”

There happened to be seven of them, and the distance between each person was no more than one kilometer. Then they released a magic signal every five minutes so that the people in front and behind could see clearly.

The method to judge the desert maze is also very simple. When a deep red color appears in the golden sand, it means that it is the boundary of the desert maze.

Nan Jue stayed outside the maze and served as the first baton, Mu Nujiao served as the second baton, Jiang Shaoxu served as the third baton, Jiang Yu served as the fourth baton, Zhao Manyan served as the fifth baton, Mu Ningxue served as the sixth baton, and Mo Fan explored the deepest part.

In fact, the Sun and Moon Holy Pupils have the ability to break through the realm of delusion, so Mo Fan is not worried about getting lost at all.

The recorder was passed around piece by piece and finally landed in Mo Fan's hands.

Mo Fan put on the recorder and walked forward, recording everything he saw. After five or six kilometers, he did not find any trace of the National Government Team.

Walking in this blood-gold desert, Mo Fan suddenly felt a sense of panic, just like the ocean ten thousand meters below, in the darkness, a huge mouth like the abyss suddenly appeared in front of him.

For an emperor to feel this way is definitely not groundless, there must be a more terrifying emperor targeting him.

They were in the northern part of the Sahara Desert, which was the territory of the Sandstorm Spirit Lords. If there was anyone who could pose a threat to Mo Fan, it could only be the Lord who commanded the Sandstorm Spirits.

Mo Fan activated the Sun and Moon Holy Pupils and searched for traces of the lost National Government team within the one kilometer radius of Mu Ningxue's defense. Soon, he found the light green tent that was pressed down by the gravel.

The tent was torn apart by the strong wind, and some water bags and dried food commonly used by hunters were scattered around.

I don’t know whether someone had been here recently or if it was blown here by the wind and sand.

But at least it is certain that the African government team members are in this area. If they have any brains, I hope they haven't gone far.

He collected some tent fragments, and then the recorder seemed to be affected by the environment and automatically shut down.

Apart from the tent, nothing else was found.

Mo Fan felt more and more panicked. This was the unique feeling that the Sahara Desert gave him.

He immediately turned around and walked towards where Mu Ningxue was.

Mu Ningxue stayed on a sand dune. Every five minutes, she used wind magic to roll up red sand as a magic signal.

When Mu Ningxue saw Mo Fan, her eyes lit up instantly and she said, "This desert maze is a bit weird."

"Indeed, I always have a chill down my spine."

"And look, there are still plants in the desert." Mu Ningxue pointed at the grass roots at their feet and said, "Yeah... plants???"

Mo Fan said inwardly: It’s broken!!!

At the same time, the green grass stems began to grow at an astonishing speed. Thick, towering ancient trees stretched out in the air, and evil vines like celestial pythons quickly spread across the desert.

Weird, huge flowers bloomed like ghost faces in the sand without a drop of water, turning into an evil sea of ​​flowers like the underworld!
Weird and evil plants were entangled together, the vast sky was blocked by thick branches, and an ancient forest descended like a miracle, swallowing up the desert and the sky.

Mu Ningxue was shocked by this sudden change. The tiny plant instantly penetrated the sky and earth and enveloped the two of them, just like the cavity of the ancestor of a beast.

Mo Fan activated the mighty and domineering Evil Dragon Armor with a thought, and armed the Sun and Moon Holy Pupil with the power of the Divine Eye of Time and Space. Except for the Demonic Ability, all the imperial powers were mobilized.

He hugged Mu Ningxue's delicate body tightly and blocked her five senses, because the evil forest walls of the Shenmu Well had the ability to deceive people.

Shenmujing!!!
Wild and desolate world!!!

Mo Fan didn't expect that it would be this big brain that was staring at him. But why? He hadn't met Zhao Jing yet, so Shenmu Jing shouldn't have any impression of him.

This is not a magical land where evil spirits can run rampant, nor is it a fairyland that the sacred long for. It is an ancient witness and it is history itself.

Its existence is older than the three roofs, but it never interferes with the operation of the world. It is like an observer, quietly watching the struggles between dynasties, the battles between planes, and the rising and setting of the sun and the moon.

There are thousands of corpses sleeping in the lake at the bottom of the well, and their causes of death are all different. Mo Fan was looking for his own wax figure of death, but he couldn't find it.

On the contrary, the wax figure of Mu Ningxue in his arms was very peaceful, with a smile on her lips, her long silver hair had lost its luster, and only wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes. The rest of her appearance was exactly the same as when she was young. Time can never defeat beauty.

"Why are you targeting me? I remember we've never met before."

Mo Fan asked cautiously, "Don't test me. I know your past. You are the leader of an ancient god."

“Hehehe~~~~”

A few strange smiling faces appeared on the green wall of the well, emitting devilish laughter.

"Your existence is very special. I can't even reflect your dead face. It seems that a strange object is obscuring your existence."

“Why can’t I be the one who obtains immortality?” Mo Fan asked.

"Chi chi chi chi chi!!!!"

The strange faces on the wall of the well gathered together and made strange sounds.

"Eternal life? I have never seen eternal life. All I have seen is a lingering death!!"

The sound of Shenmu Well is sometimes like an evil whisper and sometimes like a grand Buddhist sound.

"Then you didn't pull me in here for no reason, did you? You didn't miss me, did you? Aren't you two unfamiliar with each other?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

Shenmujing was silent.

He didn't expect that Mo Fan even knew that he and the Divine Eye were not familiar with each other. It seemed that Mo Fan knew a lot of secrets from ancient times!
(End of this chapter)