Tu Yuan didn't speak much for a few days, and neither did Chen Wujue. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. Chen Wujie was secretly wounded, and Tu Yuan was also stabbed in his soul, and his whole spirit was a little sluggish.

Fan Xuanzi is also sensible, knowing that his master can be injured, so he silently follows beside him.

However, the corpse charm is powerful in this aspect, after being stabbed by the scorpion tail, and almost burned out by the poison of the supreme yang, and now it has actually recovered.

It's just that the eyes in his eyes that had changed a little smart because he had listened to Fan Xuanzi chanting the Taoist scriptures for a period of time became more and more fierce, and the evil resentment in his body made him re-conceive a new consciousness, but fortunately, he still knew who was the master.

The group was walking in the vast desert, Fan Xuanzi sat on the shoulder of the silver-armored corpse ghost and read the Taoist scriptures, Tu Yuan occasionally communicated with Chen Wujue to exchange Taoism, the son of the lady Zhao Tong seemed to be in better condition, but black and cyan began to appear on his body, and the black and cyan places began to be numb.

This made Mrs. Zhao Tong, who was originally better-looking, look worse again, without a trace of a smile.

Fortunately, everyone is a cultivator, so there is no need to worry about dying of thirst and starvation in this desert, and there is no big danger in the future, some small creatures in the desert are not able to pose a threat to them, slowly, there seems to be a trace of humidity in the air, Tu Yuan knows that he is about to walk out of this yellow forbidden place of death.

Suddenly, one day, Tu Yuan heard the sound of a flute in his ears, he looked up and saw nothing. But the ethereal flute sound in my ears did not diminish in the slightest.

It wasn't an illusion, it was a real flute sound, and Tu Yuan instantly thought of the goddess who played the flute on the top of the mountain when he was passing by the ancestral spirit mountain.

When I looked up again, I saw that above the nine heavens high and far away, there was a huge vision, and that illusion was a person in a black dress. A woman with white flowers on her skirt, a woman with eyebrows, and a delicate and small face. Appeared above the nine heavens.

But in Tu Yuan's eyes, it was so clear, she was like a painting. A shadow.

However, a roar suddenly sounded in the depths of the sand sea, and Tu Yuan saw that the yellow sand in the depths of the desert turned into a giant python and surged towards the nine heavens.

The boundless coercion surged, and Tu Yuan suddenly had an urge to kneel and bow down.

It's a coercion from the soul.

"Run, the Ancestral Mountain Goddess and the Sand Mirage are fighting, run. ”

Chen Wujue, who spoke, who had a strong will and dared to face the tail thorn of the Scorpion Demon King, had a shocked look on his face at this time, and he finished speaking. He was already rushing forward, Tu Yuan's face changed slightly, and then he picked up Fan Xuanzi and was about to run out of the desert, but the desert under his feet was already flowing like water.

If you stand still, you will quickly sink into the sand.

Tu Yuan was shocked in his heart, such a vast desert, the sand mirage demon was actually able to make the entire desert turn for itself at this moment.

Pulled Fan Xuanzi up and prepared to leave quickly, but the silver-armored corpse ghost suddenly stood still. It's like I've been caught in something.

Tu Yuan shook the corpse exorcism bell in his hand, and at the same time recited the spell that he had pondered over the past few days in his mouth, and the corpse exorcism bell shook wildly. The corpse ghost followed Tu Yuan towards the desert.

The big man's tiger on the other side was already lying on the ground, the lizard was no longer moving, and some other people were accidentally swallowed into the sand, Tu Yuan pulled Fan Xuanzi up and stepped into the air, and the silver armor corpse charm was able to escape, but at this time, it was all driven by Tu Yuan's corpse bell.

However, his instinct was still there, and there seemed to be ripples under his feet, and the next step was already a few feet away. was able to keep up with Tu Yuan's stepping.

The lizard pulling the cart next to Mrs. Zhao Tong over there was already lying on the ground and not moving, half of its body was stuck in the sand. She picked up her child and suddenly pulled the white silk from her waist. As soon as the void turned, the spiritual light was like white mist, and the white silk general had already wrapped them in the air, carrying them like a boat towards the desert.

The tiger man took the whip in his hand and whipped the tiger, but the tiger just didn't leave, and the momentum of the original king of beasts was completely gone.

The big man was furious, and finally whipped the tiger fiercely, and looked at the man who had already flown towards the edge of the desert, and strode after him.

Every step of his feet stepped on the quicksand that seemed to come to life, but a cloud of black gas appeared under his feet, and the speed was not slower than Zhao Tong's mother and son who were wrapped in white silk and flew in the air.

When Zhao Tong saw this scene, his face suddenly changed. And the big man running below also had a gloomy face.

Tu Yuan didn't think about going back to save people, because he couldn't save people at all, so he could only take his apprentice and lead the silver-armored ghouls all the way out of the desert.

Peeking into the depths of the desert, he only saw that the yellow sand like a pillar of heaven rolled up for nine days, and a violent wind had already appeared in the void, and the boundless suction force was about to suck him towards the yellow sand pillar, and he was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know how powerful the spiritual power needed to be able to do this.

Compared to the dead city falling from the sky, he felt that it was not weak to be able to turn this yellow sand into a pillar of heaven, and let the yellow sand turn into a mirage like a giant python in the sky.

The ancestral mountain goddess he had seen was gone at this time, but the flute was still there, Tu Yuan didn't expect her to be so powerful.

He didn't know why they were fighting, he just wanted to be able to get away from the brink of the war.

Walking with his head stuffy and stepping into the air, the spiritual power in his body is passing with every step, slowly, he feels more and more powerless, although he has a Tiangang rune in the dantian, but because the disadvantages of the practice time are too short, his spiritual power is not as deep as others, and the accumulation is not enough.

But fortunately, the full yellow in the eyes is also fading.

In front of him was the figure of Chen Wuji.

Persistence, persistence.

Finally, almost when he felt that he was going to dry up completely, the pressure on his body suddenly lightened, the strong suction disappeared, and the oppression in the dark suddenly faded, and he realized that he had seen a green mountain in his eyes.

On the top of the green hills, there were many people standing there watching the battle in the depths of the boundless sea of sand.

When he looked back, he saw only a darkness, and the darkness was not a dark cloud covering the sky, but the yellow sand rolled up for nine days and turned into a sea of clouds, leaving it dark.

After the Silver Armor Corpse Demon got rid of that coercion, it was much easier to control.

Behind is that Zhao Fu actually escaped too, Tu Yuan looked at her radiant white silk, thinking that her father must be good in Wansheng Mountain, otherwise she would not have such a good magic weapon, but what really surprised Tu Yuan was that the tiger man actually escaped.

At this time, he was gloomy, and he didn't come over after he came out, but just looked at Tu Yuan and Mrs. Zhao.

Tu Yuan frowned, he thought of one thing in his heart.

"It's you, it's you, right?" Mrs. Zhao Tong suddenly pointed at the big man and asked angrily.

The big man didn't answer, only gritted his teeth and looked at his wife Zhao Tong with a gloomy face.

"You killed Seung-kwon, you put a curse on my child. Mrs. Zhao Tong pointed at the big man and asked angrily and painfully.

"Why are you doing this, and why?" (to be continued)

ps: Here it is, this chapter, I don't know if the next chapter can be had, anyway, everyone wakes up and comes to see it tomorrow.

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