The people of the dart group chased after the carriage of the green shadow, and they were about to stop him and the cart together. At a moment, a long cry sounded in the desert, like a king giving orders to his courtiers.

Majestic, shocking, with an unquestionable prestige.

The horses of the darts were instantly frightened, raised their hooves, and stopped running forward.

This scene came too suddenly, and the people of the dart group fell off their horses one after another, rolling on the surface of the yellow sand. Only some of the stronger cultivators were able to control themselves, stabilize their figures, and firmly control the mounts under them.

Qing Ming naturally belonged to the latter, and the moment the horse in front of him stopped in fright, the carriage behind it pushed up to the front due to inertia, and then fell backwards as if it had hit a stone wall.

The spiritual power in Qing Yingyun's body stabilized the two and balanced them.

Before everyone came to their senses, a white horse galloped from one side.

"Disperse, disperse, disperse!" shouted someone in the crowd.

But the horses were still frightened, and they no longer listened to the call, and fled in all directions as if they had gone mad.

The man still on horseback tried to control the out-of-control mount, but was taken away from home.

The scene was chaotic, and the wails came and went.

When the white horse approached, a figure jumped to Qing Ming's side.

"It's you!" exclaimed.

"I'll help you control this horse!" ...... hee-hee-ling-jingling chuckled a few times, took out the soft whip from his waist, and whipped it on the horse's back.

The horse was stabbed by this sudden sting, raised its head to the sky, and became even more frenzied, spreading its hooves and running wildly towards the desert ahead.

Qing Ming was embarrassed when she saw the actions of the girl in front of her.

Didn't you say that you should help control the horses?

"Hey, I said the one in the back, if you don't keep up, you won't be able to catch up with us!" Star Jingling shouted to Song Xuan, who was disturbing the dart behind him.

Song Xuan looked back and saw that the carriage driven by Qing Ming had already run a few miles away.

"Good girl! This Ni really has a set, her speed is several times faster than the one Qing Ming drove herself."

Song Xuan looked back at the people everywhere and said, "For the sake of Young Master Ben's good mood, I'll let you go!"

Song Xuan smiled and patted Xiao Jiu'er, and Xiao Jiu'er was a little more settled, otherwise there would be a horse dart master.

The darts who fell to the ground were already frightened when they saw a pair of horses' hooves stop in front of them.

The horse's hooves fell, stepping on either side of the man's body, and when he came back to his senses, he crawled out of the range of the four hooves of the little wine.

Song Xuan glanced back in the direction of the Apocalypse Pass, only to see that there were several powerful auras coming towards them, and bean-like figures kept galloping out before closing the door.

He frowned slightly, greeted Xiao Jiu'er, and chased after Qing Ming's carriage.

Qing Ming, who had already galloped out for dozens of miles, looked at the star jingling beside him with a stunned expression.

"That's what you said to help me control this horse?"

"Yes, you see, the horse is much faster than it used to be. My grandfather used to tell me that if you want to tame any kind of monster, you have to use stronger moves than them, so that they will be obedient."

"I used to tame the demon beasts caught at home in the village, such as the hexagonal centipede living in the desert, the snake python, the quicksand beast, etc., none of which I couldn't tame."

Qing Ming broke out in a cold sweat again after hearing this, don't look at the girl in front of her with pure white skin and a beautiful face, she looks like she is not weathered, but she didn't expect her character to be so strong.

He has been here for half a year, so he naturally knows about these demon beasts living in the yellow sand of Mobei.

Take the hexagonal centipede as an example, the age of survival is 500 years, and the high is thousands of years, and even the martial artists of the human world will take a detour when they see them, let alone tame them.

The most common demon beast here is the yellow sand snake python, although the cultivation is not high, but they are abundant in a large number, and most of them live in groups.

The last one is the most deadly, the quicksand beast, as the name suggests, is a monster beast that hides under the yellow sand and creates quicksand to prey on food. This monster also causes the most damage to humans, and humans walking in the desert often die in quicksand. Ordinary people think that this is a natural phenomenon, but in fact, it is the quicksand beast that is doing it.

Qing Ming sighed in his heart that people can't look good, judging from the appearance of Xingjingling Bell alone, anyone who sees it and thinks that it is a harmless girl, no wonder Qing Ming will sigh so much.

However, there is one thing that Star Jingling does not say, which is that those demon beasts under her hands have been tortured to death.

Qing Ming glanced sympathetically at the horses in a state of rage and shook his head silently.

"Let's go, the people from the dart are chasing after me, it seems that there is still a strong martial king!" Just as Song Xuan was driving Xiao Jiu'er and catching up.

Xingjingling sighed, and was amazed in his heart that the white horse that Song Xuan was sitting on was really unusual. But in just a moment, she suddenly reacted, and her face changed slightly.

"You said that the people of the dart have a strong martial king?"

Within the scope of her cognition, except for the two main and deputy darts that have reached the second emperor cultivation, the highest level of the rest is the martial artist level, and there can be no strong martial king.

Song Xuan nodded, pointed to a few black dots in the air behind him that were gradually approaching, and said:

"Don't believe yourselves, look backwards!"

Qing Ying and Xingjingling turned back in unison, and indeed saw the approaching black dot in the air.

"This is impossible, how can there be so many martial kings in the dart!" Xing Jingling's face turned even paler, weaker than last night, when she was seriously injured, and she kept muttering to herself.

"No way! No ......"

"It's true!" Song Xuan said with great certainty.

As they spoke, the black dots gradually turned into human figures

Qing Ming thoughtfully glanced at the carriage and understood something.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Hurry up and think of a way, if you escape like this, you will be caught up by them sooner or later, aren't you known as Mobei know-it-all?"

Xing Jingling recovered from her thoughts, heard Song Xuan's last words, and glared at him.

"When did I say that I was a jack of all trades in Mobei!"

Song Xuan coughed a few times, touched his nose, looked up at the sky, and pretended not to hear the words of Xingjingling.

Xingding Ling glanced back at the back, hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, bit her lip, and immediately turned the horse's head.

"Hey, hey, where are you going!".

Song Xuan saw her suddenly change direction, and shouted at her in confusion.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you don't want to die, hurry up and keep up!"

Song Xuan also hurriedly beckoned Xiao Jiu'er to follow.

The Martial King powerhouses who were chasing after them also wondered why they suddenly changed direction.

One of them sneered: "The land of the desert north is boundless, and no matter what tricks they play, they can't escape the palm of our hands!"