Chapter 95: Run it

　　　　 quicksand trap!
　　 Zhou Shu was surprised, this is something more terrifying than the mud.
　　Look at the black and hard sand, as long as it gets caught in it, it will inevitably be crushed into pieces, and it is absolutely non-physiological.
　　 He quickly took a gust of wind and retreated back.
　　 But before he took two steps, the sand had already covered his feet, and a strong suction came from below, pulling him down like a winch.
　　嘭嘭嘭.
　　 distressed, he seemed to hear the sound of the qi pulse breaking again.
　　 But at the critical moment, I can't tolerate other thoughts. The Fenying Escape Jue immediately used, the spiritual power surged, and the film on the Qi pulse suddenly shattered.
　　 His speed suddenly increased by a large amount, and his figure floated forward several tens of feet, and flashed out of the quicksand trap.
　　 encountered such a change as soon as I came in, and a year’s hard work was put into waste, which is really a bit tragedy.
　　 had just stood firm, Zhou Shu felt something was wrong again, not far from the side, a huge quicksand trap was forming. Obviously, the trap will soon affect him.
　　Run.
　　 There is no other choice, Zhou Shu starts to run.
　　 He soon discovered that the sea of ​​sand he was in was a sea of ​​quicksand!
　　 Every moment, quicksand traps are constantly being generated, just like a violent sea, with large and small whirlpools everywhere, and there is almost no place to stand.
　　 Here, there is no other choice, you have to run non-stop to ensure that you will not be swallowed by quicksand. .
　　 just ran for five hours.
　　 Even if his physique is far better than the average cultivator, he is about to be unable to hold on.
　　 But he didn't patronize the escape. In the process of running, his brain was like a machine that worked accurately, absorbing every bit of information captured.
　　 The sea of ​​sand is formed in the sea of ​​consciousness, like a holographic photograph. The route and time of the formation of the quicksand trap are all in the picture, which is clearly reflected.
　　 "Perhaps the emergence of quicksand traps is dark with a certain pattern?"
　　 Zhou Shu kept calculating and deducing, the outline gradually became clear in the knowledge of the sea.
　　 ran for another hour, and Zhou Shu suddenly stopped, just not far from a few quicksand traps.
　　 "If there is no wrong calculation, here is a safe point, and will not be affected by quicksand traps. If the calculation is wrong, then..."
　　 Before he could finish thinking about it, he softened and fell to the ground like a ball of mud.
　　 Physical, spiritual, and spirituality are all exhausted, and there is no possibility of fleeing-if you make a mistake, then die.
　　 didn't know how long it took, Zhou Shushao woke up slowly.
　　 "Sure enough!"
　　 He almost jumped up, a burst of excitement!
　　 Looking around, there are untouchable traps everywhere, but despite the surging sand, the sand dunes here are still and safe.
　　 With a brain that is as precise as a computer, Zhou Shu finally found a safe point in this deadlock.
　　 But how should I get out?
　　 It would be nice if I could fly.
　　 He sighed secretly, sat down somewhat sadly, regaining his spiritual power.
　　 just sat down not long, staring at the front, he was suddenly a little stunned.
　　 A few miles away, in the gray sky and earth, a pale yellow figure is walking in the sand and sea, and one step is hundreds of feet, like a walk in the garden.
"Here!"
　　 Zhou Shu shouted immediately, and he clearly saw that it was a female nun with a chic green lotus tattooed on the yellow shirt, which was obviously from the lotus school.
　　 The yellow shirt repairer obviously heard Zhou Shu's voice, and stopped ten feet beside Zhou Shu after ten breaths.
　　 She has a pale face and a calm appearance, but there is a trace of surprise in her eyes, an extremely shocked surprise.
　　 This female cultivator is naturally Zhao Yueru who came in later.
　　 About seven hours ago.
　　 Zhao Yueru walked into the secret realm entrance.
　　 The same place as Zhou Shu entered, eyes full of black sand.
　　 She immediately felt that there should be a formation here, as if she could feel the traces of the arrangement.
　　 She believes in how she feels.
　　 Zhao Yueru didn't think much, and immediately rose up, wanting to see this sea of ​​sand clearly and find an exit.
　　 However, who had always been calm, was shocked soon.
　　 Less than two feet away, she was pressured down by a tremendous amount of pressure.
This pressure is like the light of the primordial magnetism that she has experienced. Invisible, there are tens of millions of extremely thin and extremely powerful forces, which are stacked on the body, from the outside to the inside, making people unable to His actions and spiritual power are all restricted, and he cannot use magic tricks and magic weapons normally.
　　 But this kind of pressure exists in many secret realms and formations, and it is not too strange. What shocked her was that the release of divine consciousness was prohibited here.
　　 If the divine sense cannot be released, the golden core cultivator cannot perceive the distance with the divine sense. Without the most important perception, he can only return to the most primitive five senses.
　　 There are very few formations that can prevent the release of divine consciousness. As far as she knows, only "big and small seven nights" can, but obviously not here.
　　 "This kind of formation can never be arranged by ordinary monks."
　　 Zhao Yueru finished marveling, but she could only fall to the ground. In addition to sighing in her heart, she was also a little bit more happy. The stronger the formation, the more benefits in the secret realm.
　　 Zhao Yueru, who stood in the sand sea, soon felt the horror of this sand sea.
　　 Facing the quicksand traps full of mountains and plains, and the powerful aura hidden in them, she was convinced that if she was involved in it, the possibility of coming out safely is not high.
　　 But it's no big deal, she can't fall in, just get out early.
　　 Like Zhou Shu, she also started running, but her posture was several times that of Zhou Shumei, and her speed was several hundred times faster than Zhou Shu.
　　 While avoiding the trap, Zhao Yueru kept running in one direction.
　　 However, seven hours later, her eyes were still full of black sand and black haze.
　　 At her current speed, she can run 30,000 miles in seven hours, and 30,000 miles have passed. Why is there no change at all?
　　 Mysteries are usually not too big, how can there be such a sea of ​​sand?
　　 Apparently, she was trapped in the formation~EbookFREE.me~ no matter how she ran, she might be in a circle.
　　 In such a formation, she couldn't find a way out. The Golden Core Realm cultivator who can't release his divine consciousness can distinguish the direction almost the same as the Qi Refining Realm cultivator.
　　 Zhao Yueru was confused, and worry followed.
　　 She suspected that she could never stop running. Once she stopped, she would be swallowed by quicksand. Although her spiritual power can support for a long, long time, after all, it is the moment when it runs out.
　　 But at this moment, she saw someone.
　　 The man sat peacefully in the sand, but he didn't run, he was still meditating cross-legged, what's going on?
　　 And that person turned out to be a true disciple, an outer disciple of the refinement realm!
　　 This is how Zhao Yueru is not surprised.
　　 "Zhou Shu?"
　　 Zhao Yueru looked at Zhou Shu and said calmly.
　　 She had heard the name in front of the mine, but when she heard it, she thought Zhou Shu was dead.
"Correct."
　　 Zhou Shu smiled, nodded, and then said anxiously, "Come here a little bit, there will be quicksand there. Only three feet around me is safe."
　　 The safety radius is only three feet, and it is hard to meet the same door here, but you can't just die like this.
"Oh."
　　 Zhao Yueru's eyes were more surprised, and he was about to conceal it. How could it be possible that he even knew where there was quicksand?
　　 Although she didn't believe it in her heart, she couldn't help but approach a little when she heard this.
　　 "It's cold."
　　As Zhao Yueru approached, Zhou Shuton felt cold all over. This coolness seemed to be icer and deeper than the cold fog of Lengwu Mountain.
"what."
　　 Zhao Yueru was slightly startled.