"Let's go back. The freshly cooked barbecue has been given away. Thank you again for your hard work." Luo Enen and others were also calm.

Although they hated Su Muyun before, and if nothing unexpected happens, they will become enemies of life and death sooner or later, at least at this moment, they are friends. It feels good to be friends with such a guy.

In the night, Su Muyun stood under a sand dune, looking at the faint fire in the distance, tearing up another piece of rabbit meat and putting it into her mouth, squinting her eyes, and a pleasant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: It feels really good to be friends with these guys...

It was late at night and everyone else went back to their tents to rest. Gu Fenghua sat next to the bonfire, his eyes shining through the swaying fire, looking into the depths of the dark sand sea, and in his mind, he recalled the power of the previous divine thoughts again.

If she hadn't taken action in time and had the power of a phoenix, Su Muyun might have been invaded by the power of the divine thought and then swallowed the divine thoughts by him. In this way, the divine thoughts were hidden in the Netherworld Sandstorm. Could it be that the divine thoughts were to devour their divine thoughts when the saint died?

The more Gu Fenghua thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was extremely high. She was almost certain that even if the Netherworld Sandstorm was not manipulated by that divine thought, it had something to do with it.

After all, the Netherworld Sandstorm was originally composed of some tiny sand spirals. If you have enough understanding of this Netherworld Sand Sea, as long as you control those sand spirals, you can roughly control the direction of the Netherworld Sandstorm.

However, even if the divine mind leaves the body to control the sand spin, the strength of its true body is still unimaginable.

"Do you still want to continue?" Gu Fenghua looked into the depths of the Netherworld Sand Sea and became a little hesitant.

With the Tianfangtu, they spent a month of trial without any danger. Each of them picked a few ice jade fire heart grass. Although it didn't sound much, they were already very lucky compared to other saints. Even if those who did not have the guidance of the Tianfangtu could persist until now, they would probably be blessed by God.

By this calculation, even if they no longer take risks and hide until the end of the trial, they can pass the assessment and go to Wuji Holy Heaven.

But Gu Fenghua knew that things were not that simple. All the saints who could persevere until now were elites. They not only had higher cultivation, but also had smarter and more mature and calm. After seeing the danger of the Netherworld Sand Sea, they would definitely form their own teams. In this way, their chances of getting the Ice Jade Fire Heart Grass will be greatly increased.

The cruelty of the trial will gradually emerge. In order to compete for the Ice Jade Fire Heart Grass and obtain the fifty places to the Wuji Holy Heaven, they will definitely fight each other, and even fight for life and death to the weak. This is the most fundamental law of survival in the world.

Then in the end, the Ice Jade Fire Heart Grass will definitely be concentrated in the hands of a few people. Even if each person only picks one plant on average, there will be as many as thousands of plants together. If they are divided equally between them, they are still not comparable to the Ice Jade Fire Heart Grass in their hands. If the trial is interrupted and the place to hide until the end, it will be impossible to squeeze into the top 50.

In other words, if they want to pass the trial, they must continue to go deeper into the Netherworld Sand Sea. Based on the experience she has gained these days, the closer they get to the depths of the sand sea, the greater the chance of finding the Ice Jade Fire Heart Grass. This is also their only hope.
Chapter completed!