The climate of Mobei is always so distinct, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and now it is not yet noon, and a layer of dense water vapor rises in the desert.

However, on the surface of the scorching yellow sand, a group of people walked in a panic, most of them were old and weak women and children, their faces showed a look of despair, and they looked back from time to time as they ran, for fear that a group of man-eating wolves would chase after them.

They were the clansmen of the Star Atlas lineage who had retreated from the Heavenly Wolf Mountain.

"Mother, look there are people in the sky over there!" said at this moment, a young child pointed to the sky not far away.

Although the children's voices are not loud, in today's tense atmosphere, everyone can hear them very clearly.

The woman beside the child hugged him and couldn't help but take a few steps back, and at the same time, the rest of the Star Family stopped walking forward in fear and stayed close together.

In addition to the figure flying towards them in the sky, another figure also appeared on the surface of the yellow sand, and that figure was only a little behind the person flying in the sky.

These two figures are Qing Ming and Xiao Jiu'er.

Qing Ming appeared in front of this group of people in a short time, and these people involuntarily moved backwards in the face of strange people.

They were followed by Song Xuan and Xing Jingling, and when Xing Jingling jumped off Xiao Jiu'er's back, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

"Miss, it's really you!" exclaimed a woman.

"Sister Star!"

"It's a star girl!"

......

When the people of the Star Family saw that it was Xingjingling, they relaxed their guard and swarmed in the direction where Xingjingling was located.

"Second aunt, Grandma Zhang, Aunt Huang......" Xing Jingling saw the few people in front of her, and called out their names.

"Why are you here?" said Xingjingling's face was very ugly.

"Hey, our Xingjia Stone Village has been captured by the people of Liandart, and the patriarch is leading the younger generation to guard there......" said a woman holding the hand of Xingjingling.

As soon as the words were finished, the scene sounded a sobbing sound, the woman heard that her husband's life and death were uncertain, and the old man remembered that his son was fierce and auspicious, so he couldn't help crying.

The star jingle almost fell, and the sudden blow was too great.

"How are my father, my grandfather, and my grandfather?" asked Xingding Bell anxiously.

"Patriarch, they are still in Shizhai, it was your aunt who escorted us out, oh! By the way, she is still intercepting the pursuers behind, and one of those people can also fly in the air like this young man!"

"Martial King!" Qing Ming and Song Xuan glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.

Xing Jingling's face turned pale as soon as she brushed the ground, her aunt Xing Bo Ya Xiuwei did not reach the realm of the Martial King, how could she compete with the strong man of the Martial King Cultivation.

I'm afraid that Xing Boya is already more auspicious, thinking of this, Xing Jingling was about to cry anxiously.

"What to do?

"Leave it to me over there, I'll leave it to you and Brother Song here!" Qing Ming lightly dropped a sentence at Xingjingling, and his figure disappeared in place in a flash.

"Ahh

Yes, how did she forget that Qing Ming's cultivation had also reached the realm of the Martial King, but after thinking about it, the young man stepped into the Martial King was last night, and the foundation was not yet solid, and she didn't know if she could deal with another Martial King powerhouse.

"Don't worry, that guy is amazing!" Song Xuan seemed to see Xing Jingling's inner worries, so he comforted with a smile.

Xing Jingling looked at Song Xuan, only to see that his face was filled with a sincere smile, and he did not have the same face that they showed when they were fighting in the past.

"What that guy has experienced is what you and I can imagine......" Song Xuan muttered in a low voice as he looked in the direction in which Qing Ming had disappeared.

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be talking to the star jingle.

......

On the desert a mile away from the Devil's City, Xing Boya was seriously injured, and she felt that the breath in her body was constantly rolling, and she was afraid that even her ribs were broken, and she felt extremely severe pain when she breathed.

"Even if you dare to stop me, you can't do it!" said the middle-aged man who was cultivating as a martial king on the other side.

"But it's quite beautiful, it's a pity to die!" said the Martial King with a lewd expression on his face.

"Or ......," a disciple behind him whispered in his ear, and the rest of them all laughed in understanding.

The Martial King nodded, and everyone rushed towards Xing Boya like hungry wolves.

"Little beauty, here we come!"

Xing Boya had a look of fear on her face, and her steps couldn't help but step back.

Today is probably the place where her bones are buried, she is extremely guilty in her heart, she has failed the entrustment of the star map, and she cannot evacuate her people safely, and after her death, she can predict the fate of those people.

"Dad, I'm sorry!" Xing Boya's eyes left two lines of tears.

With that, she drew a broken blade from her waist and stabbed it into her chest, she would rather die than be defiled by the beasts.

Then, just as her blade was inches away from her chest, a strong wind suddenly struck behind her, and the strong wind came extremely fast, enveloping Xing Boya's body and retreating.

At the same time, the short blade in her hand was snatched away by the strong wind, and the strong wind rushed towards the group of disciples who rushed towards her.

"Puff puff!" Three dull sounds sounded at this time, and before everyone could react, a blood hole appeared in the chest of the three people in front of them, and the broken blade that was originally held in Xing Boya's hand was inserted into the chest of the third person at this time.

The strong wind came and went quickly, and before everyone could understand what was going on, a pool of blood mist splashed on the chests of the three people, like blood-colored flowers blooming in the desert, and the three of them fell towards the surface of the yellow sand in a daze.

Everyone was frightened, and their forward posture instantly froze on the spot.

Xing Boya only felt that her body was about to fall to the side after spinning backwards twice, and at this moment, a hand was on her back.

When she looked back, she saw a person wrapped in a black robe, the white head was particularly eye-catching, and the face under the black robe turned out to be a young man's appearance, his expression was joyless and carefree, immature with maturity.

"Are you ......," Xing Boya asked.

"Friends of Jingle Bells!"

"Ah, Jingling, that girl is back, and what is happening to her now?" Xing Boya asked with concern when she heard Xingdingling's name, forgetting that she was actually the one in danger.

"She's fine, taking care of her people!"

As soon as Qing Ming finished speaking, the group of disciples on the opposite side shouted at him, "Who are you?

But between the scene just now, none of them came out, but invariably retreated to the side of the Martial King powerhouse.

The Martial King powerhouse frowned, he didn't notice any movement around him just now, but how did the black-robed man appear.

can evade his perception, and the cultivation of the coming person is definitely not weak, the strong man of the Martial King thought in his heart.

"In the Lower Heavenly Flame Empire Monk Xilan, if Your Excellency is passing by, please don't get involved in our affairs!" Xilan's words at this time were quite polite.

As soon as Xing Boya heard about the Tianyan Empire, he instantly understood the reason why the United Dart was so fearless in attacking their Star Family.

The headquarters of the United Dart is located in Guanshan Town, located in the territory of the Shengyuan Empire, and their power is naturally known to the family members, and they dare to attack

The Xingjia Stone Village was obviously the one who colluded with the monks of the territory next door to increase their strength.

Qing Ming walked forward from Xing Boya's side.

"Be careful, the other party is a Martial King cultivator!" Xing Boya reminded with concern.

"It's okay!" Qing Ming smiled at her, and continued to walk forward to the middle of the two.

He took off the black robe from his head, revealing his true face.

When Sealand saw the face of the visitor, he had a look of surprise on his face.

"It's you, didn't you enter the Yin Ghost Forest? Why did you end up here!"

"Thanks to your blessings, the Yin Ghost Forest won't accept me!" Qing Ming said lightly.

The surrounding darts were even more shocked when they heard their conversation, as if the white-haired young man in front of him had entered the Yin Ghost Forest and came out alive.

The Yin Ghost Forest is a forbidden place where there is no life and death! Within the scope of their cognition, there is still no one who has come out alive after entering the Yin Ghost Forest.

Of course, almost all of the people who can come out are top powerhouses, and they naturally ignore people at this level, after all, they are in a different world.

Xing Bo Ya's beautiful eyes flowed, she had also heard the terrible legend of the Yin Ghost Forest, she looked at the young man in front of her, and did not notice any spiritual power fluctuations.

Could it be that he used some treasure to cover up the aura on his body?

In fact, it's no wonder that Qing Ming, this is the masterpiece of the black chessboard in the sea of his divine consciousness, the chessboard is always unconsciously shrouded in a faint invisible protective film around Qing Ming, unless people who are much higher than him can see his cultivation.

"Hehe, but it's okay, since you're not dead, then take your head back by the way, maybe you can exchange it for an even more powerful martial art!" Sealan showed a wicked smile on his face, and the spirit feather appeared behind him, quickly sweeping towards Qing Ming.

A huge spiritual power escaped from Xilan's body, and everyone felt a huge oppressive force, but their faces showed excited and fanatical looks, after all, such a powerful monk was from their side.

Qing Ming stayed still, one hand tightly gripping the cyan saber at his waist.

Seeing that Qing Ming was indifferent, Sealan muttered a little in his heart, but after thinking about it, his cultivation was just a martial artist, and no matter how tricky he was, he couldn't make up for the huge gap between them.

If those sub-emperor powerhouses who had fought against Qing Ming were here, they would probably tell Sealand how naïve his ideas were, and the young man in front of him could not be measured by common sense.

However, in the next moment, Sealand also really realized how ridiculous his thoughts were.

When a pair of incomparably gorgeous spirit feathers appeared behind Qing Ming, Xilan's face turned from excitement to consternation, and finally to fear.

Because he felt a sudden burst of aura like a mountain and sea from Qing Ming's body, and before his move was released, he saw a cyan sword slashing towards his body.

"How is it possible!Martial King!" was the last thought in Sealand's heart.

Then Sealand saw a sword mark appear on his chest.

"Poof!" Sealand fell into the yellow sand, and around him, red blood and yellow sand merged, painted into a brilliant flower of death.

"No...... No...... Possibly!" Sealand had an incredible expression on his face before he died.

"Wow!" the people of the darts were in an uproar.

One sword, just one sword can knock down a martial king powerhouse, how far is this young man's cultivation against the sky.

When they came to their senses, the crowd scattered and fled as if they had seen ghosts.

"Can't let them go!" Xing Boya behind him said anxiously.

Qing Ming understood, and kicked at the yellow sand at the soles of his feet, and the yellow sand as fine as dust flew in all directions like a sharp sword.

"Puff puff puff ......" The darts who had been fleeing in all directions were hit by the gravel and fell under the yellow sand one by one, and they had no breath.