As everyone knows, sandworms are everywhere, and not a single grass grows.

It is already very close to the hinterland of the sandworms, and there will be no product of human civilization, not even a ruined castle built of stone.

So, there must be something wrong with it.

Zhang Qingyang stopped and squinted at the building.

The whole body is red, like solidified magma, and the surface is full of cracks, as if it has been eroded by thousands of years of wind and frost, revealing a desolation.

Against the backdrop of the surrounding desert sand sea, it is even more lonely.

But this is only an illusion.

Through the information fed back by the Psychic Technique, Zhang Qingyang easily judged its true identity.

The atmosphere of this castle is very similar to the strange "tree roots" that form a passage under the Imperial Capital Antiquities Street.

The familiar aura is here, and the mysterious white coat researcher must be there.

There is a shadow even more behind it, the Rat God will.

"Hehe, erect a target in the open, how confident are you?"

Zhang Qingyang chuckled, his gaze turned sharp, his hands were lightly clenched into fists, and the majestic yuan force surged in his body like a tide, affecting the surrounding air, emitting a buzzing high-frequency vibration, turning into a strong signal source.

It's a clear message to the other person: "I'm coming." ”

The crimson castle immediately discovered his existence, and the unique fluctuations were paused, and then it became extremely restless, and a faint puff of smoke came out of it, rolling up the surrounding sand and gravel dust and whirling and circling, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a big face a hundred meters high.

Two big holes collapsed on this face, locking Zhang Qingyang from a distance, and a trance voice shook the air and reached his ears: "Are you chasing after you alone, do you plan to send him to death?"

Zhang Qingyang didn't answer, and hooked his right finger.

"Then it will be done for you!"

The mouth of the giant face pulled into a black hole with a diameter of thirty meters, and spewed out an extremely compressed high-frequency sound wave, which instantly crossed the distance of thousands of meters and accurately bombarded Zhang Qingyang.

"The old-fashioned tricks didn't work for me. ”

Zhang Qingyang's figure flickered, and he moved horizontally fifty meters away, and the sand dunes that protruded in place turned into nothing, and the sharply expanding air surged, making a deafening roar.

He immediately pounced forward, flashed several times in succession, rushed out more than a kilometer, and exploded one after another in the rear, like a large-caliber artillery launching a carpet bombardment, setting off dozens of thick pillars of sand and dust.

"Hehehe, I haven't seen you for a while, it seems that your strength has grown a lot. ”

The giant face changed his tone and said, and the image changed rapidly, outlining a very familiar face.

"Yang Xuan'er?"

Zhang Qingyang recognized it at a glance, but he was not surprised.

Continue to gallop forward for a few breaths, come to a place less than two hundred meters away from the castle, and raise your head to look at each other.

The giant face showed a distorted smile and giggled: "We can all meet here, we are really fateful, you just join the command of this holy woman, it will be good to keep it." ”

Zhang Qingyang said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, your conspiracy has gone bankrupt, just tie your hands and arrest it." ”

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift!"

The giant face twisted for a moment, turning into a hideous skeleton, swooping downward, and the fierce aura that covered the sky and the sun pressed like a mountain.

Zhang Qingyang looked straight at him, his body sank down, and the surging power surged from his feet to his right hand, exhaled and blasted away.

Rumble!

The skull's head exploded into a large hole tens of meters in diameter, and the tyrannical Qinglong fist power shook twelve times in a row, completely disintegrating it into scattered sand, hulala brushed over, and swept away the floating sand.

"Hmph, the stinky boy is really good!"

An anxious female voice came from the castle, and then Yang Wan'er's figure jumped to the top, holding a copy of the measuring ruler, with a frightened expression on her face.

Obviously, she was very surprised by Zhang Qingyang's strength improvement.

Zhang Qingyang didn't plan to talk to her too much, and coldly watched several other figures appear one after another, and the rat bone sword appeared in his right hand, which was self-evident.

"It seems that you must fight against this holy woman to the end?!"

Yang Xuan'er's face sank, and she pointed at him with a measuring ruler, and an obscure will descended, forming a prison around Zhang Qingyang.

The ground suddenly came to life, and collapsed into a large opening, and there was a great suction force from it, which was about to devour him alive.

Zhang Qingyang's figure flashed at high speed, changing direction dozens of times in a second, and a phantom appeared on the spot, and suddenly exploded, and his real body flashed out from the side, unharmed.

Yang Wan'er screamed, "How can you break free from the power of my god?!"

Unwillingly, she waved the measuring ruler again and again, and the ground churned violently, turning into a monster twenty or thirty meters long in a blink of an eye.

The monster had a rat's head, a crocodile's body, a tail that swelled like a hammer, and was covered in bone spurs, with sharp claws digging into the ground one by one.

Its little eyes were staring at Zhang Qingyang, and the paws that stepped forward suddenly stepped on it, and a strong shock wave suddenly erupted.

Bang!

The three-meter-wide ground turned to powder, and even the hardest quartz sand was not immune!

The violent high-frequency oscillation went straight forward, and it was transmitted to Zhang Qingyang's feet like lightning, and at the same time, there was a majestic will around him that condensed into a mountain, squeezing his body fiercely.

If it is solid this time, it will be an iron body, and it will have to turn into foam!

Zhang Qingyang's body hung in the air, and the surging Yuan Force barrier on the surface of his body contracted and swayed, forcibly holding open the trapped will, and shouted loudly: "Open!"

Swing the rat bone sword and slash out a magnificent arc of light.

The sword qi fused with divine power tore through the ground, counteracting the force of high-frequency oscillations, and tore a narrow gap forward, slashing at the monster's brain.

Click!

Cut off more than a dozen bone spurs in one fell swoop!

The monster roared, and with another vigorous step, more than a dozen sharp stalagmites sprang up on the ground under Zhang Qingyang, and more spikes stretched diagonally around it, staggered like a net!

Zhang Qingyang spun in the air and greeted him with the wind and rain swords in all directions, and hundreds of swords were connected as fast as lightning, cutting off all the ground thorns accurately, and opening up a round space with a diameter of three meters.

Then, he held the rat bone sword upside down with both hands, exhaled and stabbed hard into the ground.

A sharp sword qi burst out from the monster's abdomen, piercing through its body, and accurately hitting a basin-sized cyclone inside.

A twisted mouse face suddenly appeared, screaming in rage and scattering.

The monster's body immediately stiffened and did not move.

Zhang Qingyang dodged over, swung a sword to cut off its tail, and then reflexively came to the top of its head, pierced the bone with a sword, shook his arm and exerted force, and shattered it into rubble all over the ground with a bang.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and his standing figure was extremely eye-catching.

Yang Xuan'er's eyes widened in disbelief and she screamed, "That's a fourth-order transfiguration battle body, you actually killed it?!"

Then he seemed to wake up, "Oh, I see, it's all to blame for this damn imitation, which always drops the chain at critical times!"

She slammed the mountain ruler hard, and she couldn't wait to break it on the spot.

The last time I lost in Shatuo Town, it was this thing that didn't give it a chance at a critical moment.

It's coming again today, and it's dealing with a character she thinks she can handle casually, it's a slap in the face.

Yang Wan'er vented her incompetent anger, and then yelled left and right: "What are you still watching, go up together and kill him for me!"