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When the mummy heard this, he only snorted coldly, and countless sand and gravel gathered in his hand, condensed on his arm, and turned into an incomparably sharp blade.

This gravel was originally extremely sharp, and ordinary people would be cut a little wound when they stepped on it, but now it was solidified and reinforced by the mummy, and it was implemented with divine thoughts, and the power was countless times more terrifying, and with a random wave, you could hear the explosion of the air being cut.

"Huaguo, I see that you are talented and demonic, and there is not much future for the Huaguo with a weak inheritance, it is better to enter my desert country, I can inherit your thousands of spells, and your achievements in the future will definitely not be less than ours!" the mummy suddenly said politely.

Wang Tu smiled at this, tilted his head slightly, and said, "Don't you think your words are ridiculous?"

"What?" the mummy was stunned.

"There are four ancient civilizations in the world, and your pyramid country is one of them, but now thousands of years have passed, after countless ups and downs, the vicissitudes of life, can stand in the world, but I am the only country, who gave you the courage to say that the inheritance of China is weak?"

As soon as Wang Tu was arrogant, he directly stopped the mummy on the spot, and he couldn't say anything.

After all, this is an irrefutable fact, and even if there is an eloquent statement, it cannot be justified.

"Since you don't enter my desert country, then I want you to fall here today!" The mummy really couldn't think of anything to refute the king's disciples, so he simply moved his hand directly, his body suddenly lengthened, and the blades of his hands slashed at him.

"Fight martial arts?"

Wang Tu smiled coldly, his body also skyrocketed, and he rushed away to kill the mummy.

Although the mummy is now a soul body, it is made of hard sand, which is no different from the physical body, but is more tenacious, and ordinary knives, guns, and clubs cannot pose a threat at all.

A pair of sand blades struck him, and the king pinched them empty-handed, and immediately condensed two incomparably powerful wind blades and slashed at the mummy.

The sand blade and the wind blade crossed over, and it exploded in an instant, turning into a cloud of sand and dust, covering the sky.

"Huaguoren, you are still too young, martial arts have always been tricksters to win!"

The sand and dust erupted within the true strength of the king's protective body, directly through that layer of defense, and was controlled by the mummy to strangle it, how terrifying the power was, even if a tank was here, it would be strangled alive.

"Really, have you ever heard of a force that breaks ten thousand laws?"

The king disciple did not dodge or dodge, and went directly to the wild sand, the wind blade in his hand slashed again and again, without dragging mud and water, and rolled up all the wild sand that was supposed to strangle the king disciple, forming a tornado, and the king disciple is the core of this tornado, the sand just wants to strangle, and it must not get close to half a minute, and is pulled by this terrifying centrifugal force.

"Breaking through ten thousand laws with one force, it's up to you?" Zhang Tianshi, who controlled the thunder law at the beginning, didn't dare to say this!" The mummy roared wildly, and the wild sand gathered in his hands became more and more, almost overwhelming, and even the tornado stirred up by the king's disciples was gradually covered.

"Die, Chinese people!"

Seeing that the wild sand was enough, the mummy immediately said it casually, and there was a shock, as if the entire space shook with it.

I saw that the wild sand gradually converged into a slap dozens of meters wide, falling from the birth, directly crushing the Wang disciple's sand and dust tornado, and he couldn't bring the slightest wind strength.

This sand was all transferred from the desert, and it had been exposed to the scorching sun for countless years, and the scorching breath in it was so terrifying, and now it was all pulled out by the mummy, and it directly pulled out the red fire, and burned around the palm of the wild sand.

The rising flames directly overshadowed the sun, like a huge mountain pressing down, and this temperature alone was enough to burn all living beings within a radius of hundreds of meters into carbon.

"The gods are mighty, the gods are mighty!"

When the green-robed wizards below saw this scene, they all shouted wildly, and even the purple-robed and blue-robed wizards who were gathering in the ceremony seemed to have a high morale, and the souls gathered from the surroundings all increased greatly in terms of speed and quality, and the shadow of another divine soul began to gradually solidify.

"My god, kill that Huaguo, he slaughtered my Wumen sect, killed my people, and deserved to break the corpse into ten thousand pieces, and then put his soul in the furnace to refine for seven hundred and forty-nine days!" Han Lao took out a divine sense and shouted to the sky.

"You dare to slaughter my witch sect?"

When the mummy heard this, he immediately became furious.

"You witch sect not only arrest my friends, but also dare to detain my soldiers, I slaughter them, what's the problem?" Wang Tu was not afraid at all, and slammed back against the majesty of the mummy.

"Your friend, it's nothing more than a few mortal slaves, when you and me, the Heavenly Master Divine Soul Realm, do you still need to care about the feelings of mortal slaves?" the mummy said disdainfully.

Wang Tu smiled and said, "Then for me, what kind of witch sect are you, just a few ants, I can destroy them at will, why do I need to ask your opinion?"

"Presumptuous, I am a generation of gods in the desert country, and my status is a world higher than yours!"

"But before you die, you have condensed the remnant soul, and you still need descendants to recruit the formation, and you are also worthy of being called a god?"

The king did not retreat, but instead stepped up, a lot of white mist instantly gathered around him, and he stepped into the void under his feet, and suddenly stepped out of a roaring explosion, slamming into the palm of the wild sand that was burning with flames.

"Break it for me!"

As soon as the king said a word, he slashed forward in his hand, whether it was fire or mad killing, it was shattered in this split, and the giant palm cracked with it, and it could no longer maintain its shape, and it scattered one after another.

"Are you still human just by being physically shocked?" said the mummy in crazy surprise in his heart.

"It's my turn!"

Wang Tu said casually, and his hands condensed the Dao Wind Dragon, instantly blowing away all the sand scattered around him, freeing up a vacuum, and as soon as the sand fell, it was blown away for a hundred meters, unable to contaminate Wang Tu for half a point.

This long dragon was surrounded by white clouds and mist, and it was even more similar to the real dragon summoned by Tao Bozhong, the sect leader of the Spirit Weapon Sect, using the spirit ring, and it was even stronger, and this was just a casual invitation from the king, if Tao Bozhong saw this scene, I am afraid that he would vomit blood in anger, and sigh that the future life is terrifying.

"Hahaha, I'm covered in wild sand, and I'm protected by divine thoughts, and your magic true dragon is no threat to me at all!"

The mummy does not retreat or avoid, and does not take this real dragon in his eyes at all.

Sure enough, the two true dragons rushed through, only knocking away the mummy's bandages and sand, but they condensed back again in a few seconds.

"Whether it's martial arts or magic, you can't kill half of it, this is the power of the gods!" Han Lao and the other purple-robed wizards looked fascinated in their eyes, and sighed secretly in their hearts.

"In vain!" the mummy laughed disdainfully.

"Yes, I'd like to see how many times you can be resurrected!"

Before the true dragon arrived, Wang Tu had already summoned ten wind blades again, and they shot at the mummy like throwing bombs.

The body that was knocked apart by the real dragon was just about to heal, but it was cut open by the wind blade of the king disciple, and the bandage was so broken that it couldn't be broken anymore, and it couldn't be fully recovered in a while.

"Even the soul, I can't withstand a huge amount of martial arts techniques, I can still summon tens of thousands of Dao with such a true dragon wind blade, how many times can you resurrect it?" Wang Tu snorted coldly in his eyes.

"Bastard!"

The mummy was furious, as soon as he came back, he was defeated by the kings one after another, and now the soul is a few points weaker than before, and it is almost in a state of fragmentation.

At this moment, a long voice came from under the feet of the king.

"Don't be in a hurry!"

The voice was so deep and deep that it seemed to be able to see through the human heart.

I saw that in the witchcraft formation, several afterimages had already condensed, and they stepped directly into the void, instantly surrounding the king disciple in the middle.

"What a Chinese man, he dares to break into my desert country!"

"It's not simple, you can reach the realm of the Heavenly Master at this age, I'm afraid that the treasures of heaven and earth are not less eaten, so the genius who is piled up with drugs is no matter how evil he is, he also has a head. ”

"Huaguoren, you can condense the Ten Thousand Dao True Dragon Wind Blade to defeat one, but can you deal with several of us at the same time!"

The king's eyes looked around, and there were several mummies standing around him, each of which was different when he looked closely.

"Hahaha, white-clothed Heavenly Master, let's go, the first thing that my witch sect event caused was this past generation of gods, and now all of them have returned, no matter how strong your white-clothed Heavenly Master is, you will have to hate here!"

Han Lao looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the Dao mummies also laughed coldly, and a pair of extremely empty eyes were cast on Wang Tu, as if they were going to devour his soul in the next moment.

And Wang Tu sneered in the face of this determination of his death, but he was indifferent, and put his hand in his pocket without hurrying.

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