The two of them fell heavily into the sand one after another, kicking up large clouds of sand and dust, obscuring their vision and making it impossible to see the situation below.

Fortunately, this is in the desert, the fine sand is soft, if you change the mountain and fall from a height of 100 meters, even if the body is strong, it will be difficult to bear it.

When Princess Qinglian rushed down from the sky, an embarrassed figure suddenly flew out of the dust.

He was dressed in tattered clothes, blood mixed with sand stuck to his body, his cloak was scattered, and with a wave of his hand, a thunderbolt hit Princess Qinglian, straight into her chest.

Princess Qinglian had too little combat experience, so she didn't have time to dodge and defend, and was hit in the chest by the thunder light, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and flew out.

The man was about to take the opportunity to catch up and deal a fatal blow to Princess Qinglian, but he heard an angry shout from the dust, and a scorched figure with half of his body electrocuted rushed out.

Like a mad bull, he slammed into the Witch King.

The hatred in the witch king's heart for Xue Jian has reached an indescribable level.

He immediately gave up chasing Princess Qinglian, and condensed a thunder sword blade in the palm of his right hand, stabbing at Xue Jian who was bumping into him.

Xue Jian didn't flinch, and slammed into it, and the thunder blade instantly pierced his shoulder, making a crackling sound.

Xue Jian's body also slammed into the Witch King's chest, causing his ribs to break almost completely, and the whole person fell into the distance like a kite with a broken string.

A piercing pain struck, accompanied by the paralyzing burning sensation of the thunder, making Xue Jian almost lose consciousness in pain.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered, kept his senses, took a big pill, and walked towards Princess Qinglian who fell to the ground in the distance.

She had passed out completely, lying motionless in the sand, with a terrible wound to her chest.

Xue Jian slowly came to Princess Qinglian's side, fed her a big pill, endured the severe pain, and helped her resolve the medicinal power with the power of True Yuan.

On the other side, the Witch King fell into the distance, and his injuries were worse than before.

He knew that if he continued to fight, even if he could kill Xue Jian and Princess Qinglian, he would definitely die.

Because there is also a Seagod inheritor above, at this moment she is holding the big ding, carrying the rolling waves, rushing towards herself.

The Witch King's eyes showed strong unwillingness, and he struggled to get up and flew quickly into the distance.

"I can't die, I definitely can't die, if I die, it's all over!"

The Witch King clutched his chest, suppressed the injuries in his body and did not break out for the time being, and spread out as fast as he could, flying at a low altitude.

Concubine Yue glanced at the extremely miserable Xue Jian, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to hunt down the Witch King.

But when she made this choice, her heart shook hard, and there was a pain that she couldn't explain.

It seems that at this moment, this choice of hers is wrong.

Fei Yue's eyes showed struggle, and her teeth bit her thin lips, almost biting her lip flap into blood.

She didn't know why she felt this way, obviously revenge was the most important goal in her life, but when the revenge was about to be avenged, she didn't have any joy, on the contrary, there was a heart-wrenching pain.

Before she knew it, she had already flown dozens of miles after the witch king.

At this moment, behind a high sand dune in front of him, an earth-shattering shout of killing suddenly sounded, and an army of 1,000 people rushed out, blocking the Witch King's way.

The tall Sen Hu jumped up, jumped into the air more than ten meters into the air, and crashed towards the Witch King.

Du Xiaoqing pinched the trick with both hands and chanted the incantation, and the sand around him immediately rose, forming a high sand wall.

The Witch King's expression changed, he didn't expect that there was an ambush here, and he casually shot out a thunderbolt and attacked Senhu.

Senhu was both a martial artist and a wizard, and his powerful spiritual power poured out, forming a circle of ripples around his body.

Although the ripples could not block all the thunder, they also reduced some damage, causing Senhu to rush in front of the Witch King and use the martial art of Brute Mountain Collision.

The Witch King, who was already scarred, was hit by a blow, sprayed blood, and smashed straight into the sand.

Then Du Xiaoqing manipulated the sand wall to block all his four sides, almost locking him inside.

Fei Yue caught up at this moment, and with a wave of her jade hand, a wave poured into the sand wall that was blocked by all directions.

The surging sea immediately filled the inside, breaking up the wall of sand and surging in all directions.

Concubine Yue's eyes were bright, and the hatred that had been suppressed in her heart for too long was completely released at this moment.

Senhu watched quietly, and a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He fell to his knees, looked up at the sky, and said in a loud voice.

"My people, do you see, I have finally avenged you, rest in peace. ”

The sea water rushed for a long time, and it was not until the sand was washed out of a deep pit that Fei Yue stopped and took all the sea water back into the dingzhong.

Everyone looked into the deep pit, only to see that the yellow sand pit was empty, not to mention people, not even a single piece of clothing remained.

Only then did they realize that something was wrong, and Sen Hu's face changed, and he immediately jumped into the bottom of the deep pit and stretched out his hand to plane.

Every drop of Tianhai Shenshui weighs dozens of catties, and it will not blend with the sand, and after the sea water is pumped out, the yellow sand becomes dry and soft again.

Sen Hu dug down several meters, but found no trace of the Witch King.

His eyes were red, almost mad, and he couldn't accept the fact.

"How is this possible?"

Fei Yue looked incredulous and muttered.

Du Xiaoqing and the thousand White Tiger guards were all watching from the side, more than a thousand pairs of eyes, how could it be possible for a person to slip out from under their noses.

Du Xiaoqing stepped forward and said.

"Brother Senhu, let me look for it. ”

Senhu sighed and walked out of the pit helplessly, dejected.

Du Xiaoqing has an outstanding talent in cultivating witchcraft, and her spiritual strength is even stronger than that of Sen Hu.

At this moment, she mobilized all her spiritual strength to roll up the yellow sand in the deep pit.

Everyone saw the sand flowing upstream, flowing around, and slowly, the pit expanded bigger and deeper.

In a quarter of an hour, a pit that was originally more than ten meters deep became a large pit more than fifty meters deep.

After digging fifty meters into the ground, they found no trace of the Witch King, and they had to accept the reality that the Witch King had already used some means to escape.

Fifty miles away, thousands of defeated soldiers fled here.

They were running wildly, exhausted, and about to stop for a moment to rest, when suddenly the sand around them burst out, and small figures rushed out of the sand.

Armed with scimitars, these dwarves slaughtered decisively, killing dozens of people in an instant.

Blood flowed all over the ground, and thousands of people immediately panicked.

The defeated army, the frightened bird, had long been frightened, and everyone scattered and fled, not even having the courage to fight back.

Not far away, an army of about 500 people, led by a middle-aged general in jet-black armor, rushed over.

With resentment, they are murderous, and they kill people when they see them, leaving no one alive.