At dawn, the dead oasis was wrapped in layers of strange morning mist, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of rust, as if foreshadowing an ominous event. Lin Feng was awakened from his sleep by the sharp and piercing screams. He opened his eyes suddenly, and a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. The moment he opened the curtain made of dragon scales, a strong and disgusting stench hit him in the face, almost suffocating him.
He walked out of the tent quickly and looked towards the well. He saw that the well was already surrounded by the tribesmen. The torches in the hands of the people flickered, and the weak light made the surface of the well water pale as paper. The well water, which was originally clear and nourished the entire tribe, had now become unrecognizable. Hundreds of eyeball-shaped bubbles were floating on the water surface. Each bubble was like a mirror, reflecting the distorted and hideous reflections of human faces. Those reflections seemed to be struggling in pain, which made people shudder.
"Don't touch it!" The priest's anxious warning voice cut through the sky, but it was still a step too late. A young and ignorant child was attracted by the strange and weird scene in front of him. Curiosity drove him to stretch out his little hand and poke one of the bubbles. There was a crisp sound of "pop", like the whisper of a devil, and the dark green mucus splashed on the child's arm like a bullet. The moment the mucus touched the skin, a terrifying change occurred. The child's flesh quickly turned into sand, starting from the fingertips, like a black vine spreading wildly, crawling all over the arm in the blink of an eye, and then extending to the neck. The child's eyes widened in horror, and the innocent pupils gradually sunken on the rapidly sanding face. The fear and despair in his eyes were heartbreaking. In the end, the child's whole body collapsed and turned into a walking sand shell. The hollow abdominal cavity echoed with the sound of the wind like sobbing, as if telling endless pain and sorrow.
"Sand ghost! It's the curse of the Nether Rift!" Someone in the crowd shouted this sentence first. In an instant, the crowd was like a pot of boiling water, and panic spread rapidly. People's faces were full of fear and despair. Some of them ran away with their heads in their hands, some collapsed to the ground, and some screamed hysterically. Seeing this, Lin Feng subconsciously clenched the reverse scale blade in his hand. The blade was slightly hot in the gloomy morning mist. The familiar heat made his heart shudder. This was exactly the same resonance as when the thunder talisman ran wild in Dragon Bone City. He swept his eyes to the edge of the well and found that the spell originally engraved on it was peeling off. Thick black fog like ink seeped out from the cracks. The black fog and the well water blended to form an extremely weird vortex, as if it was the entrance to hell. In the battle last night, the barrier set up by the priest at the cost of his own life obviously failed to resist the erosion of this evil force. The oasis has fallen into a desperate situation.
"Son of Heaven's Punishment, it's all your fault!" A roar suddenly came from the crowd, full of anger and accusations. Several middle-aged men holding scimitars, with hostility and determination in their eyes, quickly surrounded Lin Feng. On the blades in their hands, there were still traces of the burnt black scales of Thunder Fire Nine Infants, which were traces of the battle last night. The leading man had a hideous scar on his face, which looked even more terrifying under the reflection of the fire. He was the tribal warrior who advocated killing Lin Feng last night. He opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly: "Since you came, the oasis has begun to wither and the well water has been polluted! You are the ominous person who brought disaster!"
Lin Feng felt a splitting headache, as if there were thousands of steel needles stirring wildly in his mind. At this moment, the image of the woman in red blocking the lightning net suddenly flashed through his mind, and the familiar figure made him feel a sharp pain in his heart. He endured the headache, tried to calm himself down, and said: "There is something under the water source, maybe it can purify the pollution." However, before he finished speaking, the ground shook violently without any warning, as if a giant hand hidden deep underground was shaking the earth wildly. The sand dunes in the distance were surging like surging waves, and the huge figure of the Thunder Fire Nine Infants slowly broke out of the sand, with nine heads raised high, each eye burning with strange purple flames, exuding a chilling breath. There was still half a thunder talisman wrapped around its abdomen, and with its breathing, the thunder talisman emitted a strange pulsation, as if it was integrated with its heartbeat.
"Little friend Lin Feng, how are you?" The Fox Demon Saint's shrill and mocking voice came from the top of Jiuying's head. At this moment, the Fox Demon Saint has reshaped his body, and his posture is more agile. Behind him is a chain made of Jiuying's residual soul, which flickers with strange light, like twisting poisonous snakes. The dragon-shaped scar on his forehead emits a strange red light, as if telling of its evil power. "Hand over the Nixiang Blade, and I will spare this oasis. Otherwise." It showed a sly smile at the corner of its mouth, raised its hand and waved it casually, and Jiuying's mouth instantly spurted out a blazing thunder and fire, which was like a raging torrent, instantly igniting half of the tent. The flames shot up into the sky, accompanied by people's screams and cries, and the whole tribe fell into a sea of ??fire and chaos.
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In this chaotic scene, a thin figure squeezed through the crowd with difficulty and grabbed the corner of Lin Feng's clothes. Lin Feng looked down and recognized that it was Asha, the grandson of the priest. Asha's eyes were filled with tears, and his eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness. Lin Feng still remembered that it was this boy who secretly gave him a water bag last night. In this strange and hostile tribe, Asha's actions made him feel a little warm. "Come with me!" Asha said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa said before he died that the secret room under the oasis contains the dragon race's water purification dragon ball, but it needs the blood of the dragon spirit to activate it."
Without any hesitation, Lin Feng and Asha avoided the running sand ghosts and angry pursuers and went into a collapsed cave. The cave was dark and damp, and filled with a strong dragon smell that made people want to vomit. The rock wall was inlaid with glowing dragon crystals, and the weak light barely illuminated the scene inside the cave. There were skeletons all over the ground, some human and some strange creatures, as if telling the tragic battle that had taken place here. At the bottom of the cave, a bead the size of a water tank was suspended in the middle of the pool. The surface of the bead was flowing with soft blue light, which was like the stars in the night sky, bringing a glimmer of hope to this gloomy cave.
However, when Lin Feng approached cautiously, the calm was instantly broken. The pool suddenly boiled violently, and hot waves surged on the water surface, making a "gurgling" sound, as if countless monsters were waking up under the water. Then, countless sand ghosts crawled out of the water, their bodies twisted and terrifying. Sand grains kept drifting from the fingertips of these monsters in the wind, and every time they let out a low mournful cry, a hollow echo sounded in their abdomens, as if calling for the end of life.
"Be careful! They are going to fill the holes in your body!" Asha screamed in fear, and quickly pulled out her dagger and stabbed at a sand ghost that rushed over. But when the dagger pierced the monster's body, something unexpected happened. Sand rushed in like a surging tide, and in the blink of an eye, Asha was completely wrapped in it. Asha struggled desperately and shouted desperately, but her voice was soon drowned out by the sand waves.
Seeing this, Lin Feng was extremely anxious. He swung his sword without hesitation to split the sand waves. The moment the reverse scale blade touched the sand ghost, the dragon shadow remnant soul on the blade seemed to be awakened, and a clear and majestic dragon roar was emitted. The dragon roar echoed in the cave, full of power. The sand ghost touched by the blade was instantly turned into powder, and in the drifting sand and dust, the shadow of the priest slowly emerged. The priest looked haggard, but his eyes were full of determination and expectation.
"Use your blood. drip on the dragon ball." Before the shadow disappeared, the priest used up his last bit of strength to leave this weak but powerful exhortation in the cave. After hearing this, Lin Feng did not hesitate at all. He gritted his teeth and cut his palm. The bright red blood dripped into the pool like pearls. At the moment when the blood touched the water surface, the water purification dragon ball burst into a dazzling light. The light was like a flash of lightning, instantly illuminating the entire cave. Wherever the blue light went, the sand ghosts let out miserable wails and turned into dust and floated in the air.
However, the crisis was not resolved. The ground was shaking more and more violently, and the roar of the Thunder Fire Nine Infants was deafening, causing the gravel on the top of the cave to fall like raindrops. "So it's here!" The disgusting figure of the Fox Demon Saint suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave. It held the fragment of the Thunder Talisman tightly in its hand, and the fragment resonated strongly with the Nine Infants. The purple arc instantly enveloped the entire cave, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.
Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly protected Asha and retreated. At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the boy's eyes were a little strange. Asha's hand, hidden behind his back, was tightly holding a bone whistle engraved with the fox demon's mark. "I'm sorry!" Asha cried and blew the bone whistle, tears pouring out like a flood, "My sister was captured by them. I had no choice."
Before he finished speaking, Jiuying's head smashed the cave ceiling with destructive force like a meteor. The boiling fire and thunder poured down, instantly submerging the cave. Lin Feng gritted his teeth in the flames and raised the Ni Lin Blade high. The dragon shadow on the blade and the blue light of the water-purifying dragon ball intertwined to form a solid barrier to resist the impact of the thunder and fire. But he could clearly feel that with each resistance, the memory of Lin Wanqiu in his mind was gradually becoming clearer, and those scenes flashed before his eyes like a movie. The harsh laughter of the Fox Demon Saint Envoy made people feel more desperate: "Do you think the dragon ball can save everyone? The pollution of the Nether Rift is a curse that even the gods cannot purify!"
