This night is destined to be the beginning of Yang Jianxi and the beginning of the sand scavenging group.

When Yang Jianxi was slaughtering in the rear of the Wind and Sand Scavenging Group, the Wind and Sand Scavenging Group knew the situation, but Berta stopped everyone who wanted to go to the support and rushed to the place where the demon tiger was kept in captivity, and then after seeing Yang Jianxi's appearance and affirming the guess that Yang Jianxi had a secret treasure on his body, he pursued Yang Jianxi all the way here.

This is a lake, the area is not large, and the water is not deep, which Berta has tried just now, and even through this faint moonlight, Berta can see the bottom of the water.

But it is such a lake like a small pond of water, but there is no trace of Yang Jinxi here

Even the breath of Berta couldn't feel it, as if it had disappeared out of thin air,

Yes, it just disappeared out of thin air, it was such a weird disappearance out of thin air, a second ago Berta was still following him closely behind Yang Jianxi, staring at him, waiting for him to fall down from exhaustion, after all, the weakening aura emanating from Yang Jianxi's body indicated that he might fall down at any time, and Berta thought that he would not be wrong.

But in the blink of an eye, Yang Jianxi disappeared from his sight, and his eyes might occasionally be deceived, but Berta released his perception and spiritual power one after another and didn't find out where Yang Jianxi was hiding, as if this person had never appeared.

Berta hovered on the shore with her eyes shining and thought to herself, "This must be the power of that secret treasure, and I don't believe in this evil now." Cat and mouse, can the mouse escape?"

Berta sat cross-legged, the orange-red vindictive energy was released and covered on the water, and there was a posture of sitting and waiting, which was

The realm formed by the fighting spirit, Berta, which is still relatively rudimentary, can only be used to absolutely perceive any move within the realm, and the absolute realm formed by the fighting qi released by the legendary Saint Seiya is a heaven and earth.

Of course, Yang Jianxi didn't know what Berta was doing outside, in fact, he was also frightened in the dark plane now.

The devil knows if that dwarf will do anything drastic after suddenly discovering that he has suddenly disappeared, and he will blow himself out of this dark plane with a few random fighting skills, and then he will be a lamb to the slaughter, and he will have no power to fight back.

In the deep black sky, Yang Jianxi is cross-legged in the void, this is a space full of the smell of death, and the universe is probably like this.

There is no aura here, no! There is no aura here at all, which means that Yang Jinxi, an off-road vehicle that has just crossed the mountains, cannot get any outside supplements.

If the human body is compared to a machine, then the cultivator's dantian is the place of energy storage, and the tendons and veins are the routes for transporting energy.

Inward vision is an essential and important skill for foundation-building monks.

Yang Jinxi, who is in the meditation, seems to have entered a world again, looking at his own Taiji diagram from the perspective of God, although it is not the first time, but every time he sees the beautiful round in the dantian, the slowly rotating Taiji diagram has a different taste.

This time, it is no longer the original black and white, there is a blood-red mist all over it, and Yang Jinxi himself doesn't know what these terrifying blood mist are, and he doesn't have the time to pay attention to it, what he has to do now is to distribute the few remaining internal forces in the dantian to all parts of the body to avoid the depletion of tendons.

In comparison, Yang Jianxi has more reason to believe that he can win this killing game, even if he is not able to be blasted out of the dark plane by the golden fighter who chased him just now, Yang Jianxi can still consume it with him, at least in terms of speed.

What's more, Yang Jinxi didn't believe that such a big thing had happened to the sand scavenging group, and he could still wait for him outside all the time?

There was a demon tiger comparable to a silver peak fighter in the wooden wall of the magic array that was broken by Yang Jianxi, Yang Jianxi didn't believe it, the house was on fire, and he was still in the mood to fish here.

In fact, as Yang expected the next day, when it was just dawn, Berta left with anger on his face.

The wind and sand scavenging group stationed, the demon tiger roared all the way forward from the rear, all things have spirits, especially the demon tiger, a bloodthirsty wild beast after being raised in captivity and released by Yang Jianxi, its madness can be imagined, if Yang Jianxi saw this scene here at this time, he would definitely be shocked, a small wind and sand scavenging group, a scavenging group that didn't even have a dark gold fighter, dared to feed so many demon tigers, this number is not more than ten, there are as many as a hundred. How big is the entire sand scavenging group, there are 1,800 dwarves to death, and the silver fighters, who are almost one-tenth of the members of the sand scavenging group, are rampage in the station of the sand scavenging group, Yang Jinxi succeeded, and this time the sand scavenging group felt pain.

A capable dwarf in black armor was forced to retreat by a dozen demons and tigers, and the aura of chaos around his body and the scratches that were deep and visible all showed the seriousness of his injuries.

"Alpha, where did Berta go. After the dwarf dodged the slaughter of the two demon tigers in embarrassment again, he roared angrily at the alpha who was still fighting the demon tiger on his right.

One or two desolate beasts with the strength of the Silver Fighter are fine, but these one hundred and ten Demon Tigers, among which there are many of them with the strength of the peak Silver Fighter, are like two or three crazy and have to be slaughtered endlessly, even Berta, the peak Gold Fighter, can't bear it, let alone these who have just stepped into the gold.

"His grandmother's, last night she swore that he himself was enough, and now that this is the case, he is no longer there. ”

Another angry complaint came from nowhere, and from the trembling level of his voice, it could be heard that his current situation was not optimistic.

There were panic everywhere, and there were only a dozen or so golden fighters in the entire Wind and Sand Scavenging Group, and if they were prepared, they would be able to compete with them, but this demon tiger came so suddenly, and it was dark night, and this time it was really a big loss.

After slashing a demonic tiger in his hand, Foxy looked around coldly, and in the blurred light from the sky, this place was full of chaos.

In fact, he knew it yesterday when there was an accident in the rear demon tiger captivity, and the reason why he didn't leave for a long time was because on the one hand, he should not have recovered from his bad news, and on the other hand, he believed in his subordinates, but from now on, it seems that he believed wrong.

Seeing that his hard work in the past ten years has been trampled under the hooves of the beast like this, and he has no defense, for the first time, Foksey felt that he was wrong to persist for so long.

A heart that wanted to become stronger for so many years seemed to be disintegrated at this moment, and Fuksie looked down at his palm, and the cyan who was attached to it indicating that his talent was not bad was at a loss.

That night in the pharmacy of the pharmacy, as his father James said, he could hear what James said in the pharmacy, and he could also feel the strong anger and disappointment of his father James, this time he was going to take himself back to the dwarf clan of the Holy Light Continent, but Fuksy refused, in fact, he himself was cowardly, he was afraid, he was afraid to go back, he had gotten too much light in the past few decades, which was given by the talent brought by the cyan bloodline.

He could also imagine what would happen to his father, James, who was going to pay the debt he had incurred over the decades for his arrogance and arrogance.

"I hate it, Yang Jinxi, I will crush you to ashes. ”

Foxy tore the demon tiger's corpse forward, roaring madly at the splatters of blood

Turning his head suddenly, squinting at Berta, who was slowly walking towards him, and looking at the unreserved mocking smile on his face, Faulsey felt the urge to step forward and tear his face apart.

"I heard that you retreated from them last night and went to the rear alone, and today you brought me such a result?"

Foxy stood up and looked at Bertha like a muffled beast.

"Blame me?" replied Berta, who shook her shoulders and spread her hands rather scoundrelly.

He wasn't going to tell what had happened last night, in fact, it was a rare but still a scene he had always dreamed of.

"Genius? That's just drilling into the old sky, and it's only a matter of time before it's discovered. "It's always been Berta's mental thinking.

"Good, good, you're doing a great job. ”

Faulk Xilian begged you three "very good" tones were colder and colder each time. His face gradually distorted, and there was anger in his eyes that could not be hidden.

Berta looked at Foxy and was even more arrogant, and said wantonly: "What? Genius, genius also has this sense of powerlessness? Shouldn't genius open mountains when he encounters mountains and build bridges when he encounters rivers?"

Haha, genius! Hit me. ”......

The laughter abruptly stopped, and under Berta's frightened voice and disbelieving expression on his face, the sword light rose from where Fox was, and the cold light caused the human head to separate......

Fawkes threw the broad knife to the ground, and before the knife could hit the ground, it disintegrated in the air and shattered pieces of ping-pong pong scattered on the ground.

Stepping forward, grabbing Berta's hair and holding his head in front of his eyes, blood still pouring down from the flat slot, Foxy squinted his eyes and skimmed, then threw it aside with a look of disgust, smacking his lips: "What dirty blood, lowly orange-red ......"

The light of the day gradually swept the land from afar, and Foxy stood on the top of the hill and looked at the busy dwarves below, and the sand full of wolves and corpses without saying a word, no one knew what he was thinking, and he seemed to be much older for a long time, and let out a sigh: "What a rare sunshine." ”......

It was still that low mountain cliff, Yang Jianxi stood on the edge and looked into the distance, and let out a breath of turbidity for a long time: "It's really a rare sunshine"

Suddenly, as if pulled by fate, the two faced each other in the air, as far as their eyes could see, their faces were full of ancient wells, Yang Jinxi stepped back, and Fukexi came in front of him.