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Compared with the ease of taking the enemy's head in Shisu's thousands of troops, the disciples of various factions who faced the endless tide of insects, seas, and beasts were a little miserable.

Wave after wave, sandworms of different shapes were simply pervasive, and hundreds of monks huddled together to carry the enemy, like a piece of driftwood on the wave.

With no snow or ice under their feet, the sandworm beasts burrow into the ground and show off the hunting skills they have honed in the desert.

It's not that no one complains about the shiso that detonates the waves, but when they look at the boundless ice fields that replace the desert, many people don't even dare to have belly rows.

How can such a powerful force not be awe-inspiring and cowardly......

After killing the lava ghost-faced worm, Shiso stood with his hands tied, and there was a slight vibration under the ice, but relatively speaking, there was no powerful aura approaching.

It was as if the fleeting aura of power when she froze the desert was just an illusion.

She waited for the tea time again, and all that appeared in a row were seemingly endless sandworms and sand beasts.

After the initial panic, the cooperation of the monks in the rear became more and more tacit, and they gained a firm foothold in the tide of insects and beasts.

From driftwood drifting with the current, it turned into a small boat that broke down and stopped.

The monks of the Star Pavilion formed a formation of seven, and the sword aura was fierce between the long swords.

Then there were the seven leading disciples of the Seven Star Peak's Jindan cultivators, and the Yan brothers who cooperated tacitly, and the monks of the Star Pavilion single-handedly stopped most of the insect sea beast tide and exterminated it.

As time passed, more power of the sword array began to unfold, and their results expanded.

Under the pressure of life and death, those non-Star Pavilion cultivators who were originally scattered in twos and threes also began to spontaneously move closer to the area covered by the Star Pavilion disciples' sword arrays to reduce their pressure.

The disciple who would take care of the Xingchen Pavilion might not necessarily care about these 'disobedient' 'retinues', and if they were closer, they might be able to help them together.

It's far away, maybe a spell will go over, and it's a scarlet ice chip.

The attributes of the spiritual root will always have a certain impact on people.

This Dao Monarch's ice spell is so profound, even if he is not a cold person, he is indifferent, in short, he will not be a warm-hearted character.

They have nothing to do with him, they have no friendship, and their cultivation qualifications are not inferior to the monks of the Star Pavilion.

Therefore, these second- and third-rate small sects are still very self-aware, and they don't feel good about themselves and think that this Yongqing Daoist will pull him when he is in danger.

Although this place is ......

Uh, not so good...... However, with this one here, what are they afraid of——!

Don't you hurry up and stick up such a big backer, waiting to be reduced to cannon fodder and sent to death?

Sent to the front line of danger, there is nothing more secure than a powerful primordial monk.

Oh, you said that the Yuanying Monk is not the top cultivator in this realm.

Well, that's the way it goes.

But, the bigwigs who are more powerful than the Yuanying Monks, they don't come here either, they are all strategizing in the rear to win a thousand miles, no, millions of miles away!

Therefore, the heavens and the earth are big, and now, the Yuanying Monk here is the largest!

What's more, this Dao Jun is still very good at killing spells with a large atmosphere, and he is simply a powerful backer that can't be perfect.

The minds of the people behind were surging, and they perfectly received the warning of Shiso knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and they all cooperated very hard, and they couldn't see the unwilling depressed appearance before.

The time for tea is a long time for the monks who are fighting in the tide of insects and beasts, but for the shiso who is standing and waiting in place, it is no different from a breath.

"Aren't you going to end up?"

She leaned slightly to the side, and turned her head to look at the place behind her where the sword and sword were in unison.

She raised her hand, and her five fingers twisted slowly in the void, as if stirring an invisible string.

The snowfall turned into notes under her strings, obeying her will and flying towards the tide of insects and beasts below.

Seeing the severed limbs and stumps bleeding all over the ground, the snow drifting by, and the insects and beasts fell into eternal hibernation one by one.

Someone boldly searched for a dead sandworm, and only found a thin line of blood in the center of the eyebrows.

Delicate and small, the blood line on the insect's head is not as conspicuous as a few hairs to the sand beast.

But once again, the air was quiet.

They seemed to see a soft, melt-in-the-hand snowflake turn into a sharp blade that blows and breaks hair, cutting in from the center of the eyebrows, taking away one life after another.

They don't know how many sandworms and sandbeasts are pouring out.

They only knew that the tide of insects and sea beasts that they couldn't kill before suddenly fell down with the snow, turning into a black corpse.

The sandworms crawling out from under the melted ice suddenly retreated like a stream.

Most of the sand beasts that were still fluttering in the water also retreated with the sandworms, and a small number of greedy sand beasts rushed up the current towards the flesh and blood.

But in the end, he just became the ghost of the monks.

Step-step-step——!

A strange voice could be heard in the distance.

In the distance, a dark shadow was seen on the ice field.

Not a sandworm or a sand beast, it has hands and legs, and is a strange polymer of sand and gravel in the form of a human.

These stone figures can take a long step in one step, and the sound of trampling is nothing more than the sound of them hitting the ice with the help of the ground.

The sand gathers together, and the smooth surface seems to have been calcined by a flame.

The three-meter-tall stone man was not as tall as the lava ghostface before it, nor as oppressive as it looked.

Shiso's brows furrowed rarely.

The sheer size of the Lava Ghostface also means that the weakness is amplified, and the Lava Ghostface can hit a wider range of weaknesses than the petite Ghostface Worm of the same type.

If you're not afraid of the slime, you can even jump on its back and punch it.

As for the smaller ghost-faced insects, you can try one by one, and the difficulty will increase significantly.

Let's just say that the ice sword that Shiso sent out before, if the lava ghost face insect was a few sizes smaller, maybe it would be able to turn its head and dodge it, and delay a few breaths through the shell.

Unfortunately, there is no but.

And the newly arrived stone figures, the three-meter-tall body size will not drag them down too much, the speed is very fast, and the weakness is not magnified to the point that it is easy to attack.

What's more important is that the cultivation is not bad, one is in the early stage of the fifth order, and two are in the fourth order of the Great Perfection.

The defense also looks impressive.

Without using other means, in short, it seems to be two words - difficult!

Looking at the group of monks behind him, Zi Su admonished: "Mu Xi, pay more attention to yourself." ”

and gave Yuan Mo a message and asked him to pay attention to one or two.

Shiso took the initiative to approach the approaching stone man.

Then there was the rumbling sound, there was no temptation to talk, and as soon as the two sides fought, it was a real killer move.

Or the next thing is temptation, and if you can't take it, you can only blame yourself for being too weak, and you will find yourself to die.

Compared with the gentle skin of human society, the laws of the jungle have always been more naked.

There was no smart look in the eyes of these stone figures, they were chaotic and empty, and they felt the existence of souls but did not have much life.

The soul in the stone man is not like the core that is integrated with the exorcist, but more like the spirit stone that drives the magic weapon.

Tearing his body apart by the sword qi, the color in the stone man's eyes did not change much, as if it was not his own shell that was torn apart, and he didn't feel any pain.

Shiso had removed the arms of the two weaker stone men, and the only thing left was dense gravel at the incision.

During the fight against the early fifth-order stone figures, Shisu noticed that the two stone figures whose arms had been cut off were slowly absorbing the surrounding sand and reorganizing their arms.

However, the desert was frozen in perilla, and they could not be replenished, and most of the severed arms were firmly sealed by the ice.

Then Shisu saw that the sand on the two stone men flowed, and he lost a small circle, but his arms had grown again.

If you cut off your arms, you can grow them back, so what about cutting off your head?

It was not difficult to restrain these three stone figures, and she was still very confident in freezing them Shisu, but her purpose was to kill them.

This is also the final temptation given by the lord of this desert......