There is no harm if there is no comparison, if you don't keep up, she and Mario may really fall behind, think about Lola and Scarlett, one of them has a family as a backer, and the other has a good mentor, what does she have?

Gray and Napier had just confirmed the direction that Wang Chong was chasing, and the two were about to set off, when suddenly, the sky in that direction suddenly became dark, and a thick fog of yellow sand rolled towards this side, sandstorm!

There is nothing more terrifying in the desert, even if it is an army of ants, or a master of humans, it is still small in front of nature.

Gale winds swept before the sandstorm, and the wind howled through the air, and the tall sand dunes wailed and moved under the violent gale of violence.

In the distance, the people of the Kachirtan tribe had begun to retreat and hide, and no one knew the power of the sandstorm better than them.

Glay's handsome face showed a look of struggle, but the yellow sand that was rolling like a sea of mist had already swept in the wind, instantly overwhelming everyone's vision.

In the face of the great power of nature, human beings can only retreat.

"Retreat first, wait for the sandstorm to pass!"

Gray could only turn around and shout at everyone to retreat towards Kachirtan, even if he insisted on going to Wang Chong, in this kind of environment where he stretched out his hand and saw only the yellow sand, he would only get lost with a poor sense of direction.

Soon, everyone retreated into the oasis, and sand like bullets bombarded the walls with a thudding sound.

But Glay's face changed, although he didn't know what the sandstorm looked like, but the power of this sandstorm was not quite right, the most important thing was the breath of soul power in it.

And if human warriors want to borrow the power of heaven and earth, they must enter the Heavenly Soul Stage,...... Could it be that Moyos has already entered the Heavenly Soul Stage?

The faces of everyone present changed greatly, and Gong Yi was even more remorseful, if he had known that there was a master of the Heavenly Soul Period intervening, he would have confessed it a long time ago, this is over, Wang Zhong was harmed, no matter what, no one can defeat the Heavenly Soul Warrior.

"Wang Chong, it's going to be fine!" Sharmi suddenly shouted, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was the one who was most worried, in fact, even Gray was a little uncertain.

They underestimate their opponents, although the Holy Land is as good as a cloud, but this does not mean that the earth is really a blank, on the contrary, there are some masters who are not willing to be restrained, they are hidden on the earth, and the Federation may be better, but in the three major empires, such masters are no longer a few, and the Holy Land can be proud of the world, they are obviously not worthy.

And now, it is Wang Chong who is facing this terrifying monster alone!

There were sandstorms on all sides, and the wind swept up the dunes, and the yellow sand swirled in the air, and the sand became a thick smoke and mist, blowing in all directions.

Wang Zhong stood on the edge of the sandstorm, it was amazing, all around were raged by the sandstorm, but like the eye of the storm of a tornado, in this square circle, there was a quiet, he sensed the situation of the Shalamanda Fire Elf King with Sister Hong, they were trapped by the sandstorm, under the protection of Shalamanda, they were safe for the time being.

Wang Zhong took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at this square land, at this time, in the entire sand, there were boundless sand soldiers, and Moyos disappeared, not only the person, but also his breath and his soul reaction, all disappeared without a trace.

Thundered!

Hundreds of sand soldiers came up at the same time to kill Wang Chong, and these sand soldiers cooperated with each other, this was a perfectly coordinated and well-trained elite battle array!

Wang Chong's hands continued to release the golden roulette, and the cross wheel formed by the soul power continued to sweep the sand soldiers who rushed over, and rows of sand soldiers fell, but more sand soldiers stood up, accompanied by Mous's wild laughter, he was not in a hurry, such a prey was tortured to death, and it also prevented the other party's dog from jumping off the wall in a hurry.

Any strong person from the Holy Land may have one or two killing moves, for the experienced Moyous, patience is a must, it took him a month to kill that Heavenly Soul in the first place, and it is more patient than who!

Whoosh ......

The sand spears in the sky rained down on the insistence of soul power, and there was a feeling that ten thousand spears pierced the heart.

The horror of the Fang Yuan Statue is that the consumption of soul power is minimized, and at the same time, the consumption of the mind when controlling is also the lowest, normal people simply cannot control such a large range and so many sand soldiers, which is equivalent to a clone, like Napier, can only control one clone.

This is the gap in talent, of course, Moyos must rely on the desert, this is his home field, once he changes to other places, his magic image will be greatly reduced, so he will not go, and even stay away from the oasis, to prevent the opponent from having any strange escape methods, but here, heaven and earth, I am the only one!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Wang Chong's fist was as fast as the speed of light, a lightning-like attack, a hard resistance without any escape, a violent attack, accompanied by a roar, the power of the subwoofer smashed all the attacks.

Followed by the whole person into the sand soldiers, the soul power is like a shield, suddenly blocking a circle of punctures, and immediately, the body is like lightning crashing into the formation of the sand soldiers, the palm is like a knife, the legs are like whips, and the elbows are like hammers, all of which are the simplest and most direct killing moves, as long as one blow, these seemingly terrifying sand soldiers, like wax men who encounter fire, turn into a pile of sand as soon as they soften.

In just a moment, these sand soldiers were swept away, seemingly powerful, but just puppets, Wang Chong is quite confident in his soul power and physical strength, and when he reaches a certain level, he can not rely on numbers to achieve victory.

But there was no Moyos among the sand soldiers.

For the Fang Yuan statue, it is just a title, Wang Chong saw this record in the library of the Holy Land, this kind of person naturally has it in the Holy Land, and basically it will reach the level of devouring, which is also the reason why Wang is important and low-key, under normal circumstances, any statue will have weaknesses, although Wang Chong does not know where his weaknesses are at present, but he must also be careful, and at the same time, there is too little information about the opponent.

It's just that he didn't expect to encounter such an enemy in Tutankhamun, and besides, his radius is still a "golden desert" that resonates with the desert environment.

This is also the low-key place of Moyous, no one knows his true power, or rather, everyone who knows has died in his golden desert, which is another reason why Moyos brought Wang Zhong here. After all, there are many people on Kachirtan's side, and he doesn't want people to know this secret before he becomes a Heavenly Soul Stage!

As long as he enters the Heavenly Soul Period, there will be no more opponents, no matter how strong the opponent is, he is even a patron of the gods, but as long as he stands in the desert, he can't beat it, and he can easily escape thousands of miles away, the desert is his invincible place, the earth has a desert, and the dimensional world also has a desert, this is where Moyos's ambition lies!

"Dying and struggling, in the face of God's power, you only have the share of prostrate!"

Boom, Moyos's voice rang out from all sides of the Golden Desert, not only the air was spreading his voice, the sand shook, but even the ground rumbled with a heavy echo, as if hell was sounding.

The endless sand soldiers kept embracing him, like a high-pressure faucet that couldn't be turned off, and Wang Chong was once again surrounded by layers of sand soldiers.

However, among the endless sand soldiers, a sand soldier who looked exactly the same was looking coldly at Wang Chong in the battlefield, and Wang Chong was about to make a move, when he suddenly found that his body could not move.

His feet were caught by something, and at the same time, the sand quickly covered Wang Chong's body as if it was alive, and countless quicksand began to wrap up.

Moyos's cold laughter sounded, this is childishness, the sand soldiers are just introductions, the power of manipulating the sand has reached the extreme, and his favorite thing is to make live mummies!

The sand desperately wanted to drill into Wang Chong's seven orifices, although the soul power could be sealed, but it couldn't stop the countless sand from pressing up, and it was ten thousand pounds.

Here he has countless ways to kill his opponents, I really don't know how these idiots in the Holy Land have the courage, he can even drag the existence of the Heavenly Soul Period to death, and even a Heroic Soul Period dares to argue with him, kill this guy, and kill all the oasis in the future.

Moyos appeared in the desert, and Wang Zhong had been sunk under the sand and mummified and buried alive.

Moyos spat out, "At this level, it is also worthy of talking about strength, you have seen all the Lao Tzu you have seen, and you have mastered the Lao Tzu you have not seen." ”

"Huh?" Moyos suddenly discovered that the stupid statue was still there, protecting the unconscious Sister Hong.

What's going on?

Moyos frowned, and just as he was about to deal with this archidol, a piece of sand appeared in his radius, in his golden desert, in his realm, in his divine domain, that he could not control.

Very ordinary, very inconspicuous piece of gravel.

However, Moyos's eyes were stunned, how could there be sand in the desert of his Golden Country, which he could not control? Every sand here is actually a part of his image, a special state of control between the virtual and the real.

"My world is called the master. ”

Wang Chong's voice was very soft, but it was clear that it sounded throughout the entire radius.

The rules of the master unfolded, and the grid of the chessboard of heaven and earth stretched in all directions, and this gentle sound became a thunder from the sky, getting bigger and bigger!

Dominate...... Dominate...... Dominate......

The golden desert changed color, as if the sky was pressed down, the sky and the earth were as close as a hand, and in the air, dense electric light tore cracks one after another.

Black and white colors are covering the desert itself, and as it takes over the space, new rules are spreading through erosion.

A sand dune was raised, Wang Zhong appeared again, and not far away, Shalamanda was already on one knee, which was the power and prestige of the origin.

This is the power that truly belongs to God.

Moyos trembled all over, one second, he was still a god high above, standing in the center of his kingdom of gods, manipulating everything, and the next second, starting from a small piece of sand, he fell.

Because at this moment, he could clearly feel how his Fangyuan world was little by little covered by Wang Chong's world, eroded, devoured, and then stripped off the food and food! His desert rules were shattered by the other party's unfolding world rules, like an egg hitting a stone.

The weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, when the square circle law statue meets the upper circle law image, it is definitely the most cruel competition in the predation world.

The first is the confrontation of grades, if the high grade is against the low grade, it will be crushed directly, and there is no chance of even a competition, if the grade can be confronted, it is the confrontation at other levels.

Clearly, Moyos was crushed, as humble as sand.

"This can't be! How can you have such a world, your Dharma image?"

Moyos pointed at Wang Chong, and for the first time, he felt panic!

Because, his pride, his self-confidence, his ambition, the reason why he is the Scorpion King, the root of everything, lies in the world of Dharma images in his radial land.

However, now, his biggest root, in front of others, is crushed!

"No, you're ......"

Suddenly, Mous's eyes widened, and the color of anger was also covered with shock, in the confrontation of the world, he was defeated, completely defeated, so he could "see" the essence of the world that Wang reopened!

The essence of the land is to shape a small world through special statues and through the fit with different environments!

However, Wang Chong is not much of a shape.

He's the master!

If Moyos felt that he was a god in his golden kingdom, then he was a god in the unfolded world of domination.

There is no need to rely on anything at all, where the king is heavy, it is the king's land!

"It seems that you really don't know anything about power. Wang Zhong said, his voice still soft, but when it reached Mous's ears, it was a thunderous sound, as if a subwoofer had been struck on his head.

"No, in this world, there can't be such a statue, there shouldn't be such an image, how can the Heavenly Dao tolerate you?"

Wang Zhong smiled, "Maybe Tiandao dozed off." ”

Wang Chong didn't make a move, and he didn't need to make a move, his magic image was depriving the other party of his magic image, this is the most original confrontation, this experience and taste is very wonderful, maybe the greatest nourishment for his own magic image.

Moyos frantically pounced towards the king, all the soul power in his body condensed into a ball and wanted to fight hard, but the territory that belonged to him was getting smaller and smaller until it was all gone.

Moyos, who rushed halfway through, shook his whole body, and then the whole person was frozen there motionless, the last bit of rule of the Golden Desert was just now, stripped off by the master, strength, there is always a price, the more powerful it is, when it fails, the greater the backlash.

Rumble!

Fierce winds rushed towards Moyos from all directions, and countless sands rushed into Moyos's body like crazy, accompanied by Moyos's instant screams, completely becoming a part of the desert.

Born in the desert, buried in the desert, and his ambition.

Wang Zhong looked at it, and then let out a long breath, it seemed relaxed, the taste of confrontation in this is only known to the parties concerned, this is a valuable experience.

This kind of confrontation of the square and circle law, and the same type, is very dangerous, without knowing the opponent, whoever makes the first move will be passive first.