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Chapter 136 Sandstorm

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    Boom!  Just as Fang Lang and Kradir were preparing to give each other a fatal blow, a huge collapse sound suddenly came from the distance in the desert, accompanied by a roaring black tornado.

    Sandstorm!  Fang Lang's pupils suddenly shrank. There are three scary things in the desert. One is the ubiquitous quicksand whirlpool, and the other is the extremely illusory mirage. But whether it is the weird quicksand whirlpool or the mirage, they are definitely not as good as  The third one is terrible!

    The third party is Sandstorm!  The disaster that became the destroyer!  Even Fang Lang was not absolutely sure to protect himself in this terrible storm, but the bloody light in Kradir's eyes not far away became more and more lush.

    "I can't kill you anyway, so let's die together!" Kradir's terrifying face once again showed a crazy smile, and he stepped forward without hesitation, and he immediately rushed towards  Got Fang Lang.

    Now, he just needs to hold Fang Lang away!

    "Damn it!" Fang Lang secretly spat, knowing that he couldn't hide anymore, so Yong An and Bai Zhou in his hands also burst out with astonishing crimson light and faced Kradir.

    This sword is a decisive sword!

    This time, the two sides had no reservations. Both of them rushed towards each other with the intention of killing each other, and their swords were filled with unrivaled momentum.

    Boom!  The collision between the two caused yellow sand to fill the sky. A black figure in the black wind groaned, and his tall body fell to the ground.

    "What a pity." Fang Lang looked at Heathcliff and sighed. This was not because he had a love for talent, but because he felt pity for the blood-red sword.

    The moment Heathcliff fell, his appearance returned to normal, but the bloody sword also shattered into countless pieces.

    "But the most important thing right now is to escape." Fang Lang watched the terrifying black tornado getting closer and closer, murmured softly, and followed quickly with his feet.

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    Looking at the desolate scene around him, Fang Lang helplessly held his forehead. After all, he still did not escape the attack of the sandstorm, but he survived with his extraordinary skills.

    "It's a pity these clothes" Fang Lang said with a bitter smile as he looked at his naked body. Except for his swords and wrist guards, which were put away by him, the rest of his equipment was destroyed in the sandstorm.

    After a short adaptation period, Fang Lang reluctantly figured out where he was currently. His name was Kalam for the time being. The map here could not be opened and the communication list was useless.

    It can be said that Fang Lang is completely blind here, and he doesn't even know how to leave here.

    "Forget it, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, just take it one step at a time." Fang Lang himself is not a pessimistic and negative person, so he didn't worry for too long.

    Since it is an unknown place, it is necessary to understand clearly the needs for food and accommodation. Fang Lang immediately dusted himself off and walked into a gloomy forest nearby.

    Phew!  Fang Lang's brows furrowed as he cut off a vine that was trying to attack him with a sword. He had been exploring for at least an hour, but he didn't see any food.

    Although he had prepared some things in his backpack, Fang Lang's appetite obviously couldn't sustain it for long, so food became a big problem at the moment.

    "Is it true that we can only eat tree bark?" Fang Lang looked helplessly at the jungle where there was not even a single insect and complained, but currently there seemed to be no other way besides eating tree bark.

    With no other choice, Fang Lang could only use his sword to open up the soil under a big tree, casually tore off a piece of bark, wiped it casually and stuffed it into his mouth.

    "kindness!?"

    The taste of the bark after entering the mouth is not as bitter and chewy as Fang Lang thought. On the contrary, the bark has a light fragrance.

    The texture was also very chewy. It was hard to imagine that tree bark could be so delicious. Fang Lang couldn't help but tear off a piece of bark again and stuff it into his mouth.

    After having a full meal, Fang Lang tore off the bark of the tree again and put it into his backpack, keeping it for later use. Since the food was no problem, the next thing he needed was accommodation.

    Compared to food, accommodation is much simpler. Yong An's faint cold light streaked across the big tree next to it mercilessly, and a burst of swords and swords flashed quickly in the air.

    After a while, a pile of neatly arranged wood of the same size was placed behind Fang Lang., the next thing that needs to be done is to build a house.

    "It's already half past five"

    Although the map and communication were cut off, the time on the system was still normal. It was almost night, and the construction speed should be accelerated.

    After all, this is an unknown place. Who knows what kind of terrifying monsters there might be here. Being attacked at night would be more of a loss than a gain.

    The sound of ping-pong-pong-pong resounded in the silent forest. Fang Lang didn't have a hammer, but he had other materials. At this time, he was holding a huge bone in his hand and hitting a thorn that was harder than a nail.  .

    The hard thorn was quickly beaten into the wood by the bone, and the last step of building the house was successful. Fang Lang glanced at the time and found that it was already six-fifty, so he went straight into the house without making any other plans.  .

    Because of the peculiarity of the wood, the whole house does not have the pungent wood smell like ordinary wood. On the contrary, there is a light fragrance floating in the room.

    "Yes, but it seems like there is something missing as a residence." Fang Lang looked at Nuo Da's house thoughtfully and said, suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

    Immediately after, one thing after another appeared in his hand, including bone specimens for decoration, ancient weapons as souvenirs, and some simple household tools.

    After everything was placed, he took another look at the scattered wood on the ground, and once again took out the bone and a handful of thorns. Within ten minutes, the bed was ready.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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