Ji Hai walked on the yellow sand, the yellow sand was extremely soft, and every step he stepped on was one foot deep and one foot shallow, so that a person with a strong body like Ji Hai could not act quickly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Ji Hai walked for a day, he didn't find anything different.

Little Red was also retracted into the Chaos Ball by him.

Although Ji Hai was determined, his eyes were full of yellow sand, as if he couldn't get out of it no matter how many days he walked, which made Ji Hai a little unrefreshed.

At this moment, Ji Hai only felt that the ground began to shake violently, and this vibration was extremely abrupt, as if it were an earthquake.

At the same time a breeze blew, followed by a howling wind. And it's getting more and more ferocious.

Blowing up all the sand and gravel on the ground, heading towards Jihai.

Ji Hai's eyes narrowed slightly, while these gravels blew on Ji Hai's body, Ji Hai felt a slight pain, you must know that Ji Hai's physical body is extremely powerful, even the Yellow Order Advanced Mystery Weapon can't hurt Ji Hai in the slightest, and it can make Ji Hai feel a trace of pain You can imagine what power these gravels have under the wind.

What shocked Ji Hai even more was that a huge tornado swept towards Ji Hai from a distance in the sky, thinking that the shaking of the ground and the breeze were caused by this tornado, and the breeze just now made Ji Hai feel that kind of pain, what would he feel if he let the tornado sweep over him.

Ji Hai's expression froze, and he rushed towards the distance, the electric light under his feet continued to shine, and his body galloped away in the distance in an instant.

The tornado in the rear swept in with a roar, and the yellow sand on the ground was swept up by the tornado, making the tornado seem to become an earth dragon, raging towards the front.

After Ji Hai ran wildly for an hour, he saw an attic appear in front of him, this attic appeared very abruptly, and an attic would appear in a world full of yellow sand, but Ji Hai had no other choice and ran towards the attic.

Ji Hai's speed was extremely fast, and he walked quickly towards the attic, and after a few breaths, he went directly into the attic, this attic was empty, except for the signs of being eroded by the wind and sand, Ji Hai never found anything again.

Ji Hai walked up to the second floor, came to the window position, and looked at the rumbling Huang Sharonjuan, but found that this tornado turned directly and galloped in two directions when it approached this attic, which made Ji Hai a little surprised, originally he was still hesitating whether this attic could block this tornado, but he didn't expect this tornado to pass directly.

Ji Hai breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the ground by the window, but did not leave directly, he sat down cross-legged and recovered the consumed Xuan power, he didn't want to encounter this tornado again when he went out.

Ji Hai sat for a day, and when he opened his eyes, Ji Hai just opened his eyes and looked out the window.

I saw that it was still dark and full moon hanging outside, and the moonlight shone on the earth like water.

"What did the owner of this place leave behind in this area?"

Ji Hai muttered in a low voice, if the owner of this place can leave something, it is undoubtedly this attic that stands abruptly in the desert.

But the attic is empty, what can it be?

At that moment, a long whistle was heard in the distance.

"It's a martial artist, or a martial artist with a lot of strength!" Ji Hai's eyes looked out sharply, and he saw a figure in the distance galloping quickly, this person used a sliding to at least reach the peak of the Great Martial Artist.

After this warrior approached, Ji Hai saw the appearance of this person clearly, this person was a middle-aged man, his face was full of pockmarks, when this warrior appeared here, he looked at this attic, his face showed a hint of surprise, and then his eyes looked at Ji Hai who showed his face.

"Junior, give up this place, I won't kill you!" The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face spoke coldly, his voice threatening.

"If you don't let you, you're going to kill me?" Ji Hai had a sneering look on his face.

"It's good to know, Lao Tzu doesn't like to talk nonsense, juniors had better get acquainted, otherwise it will only harm your own life!"

The middle-aged warrior with a pockmarked face said in a threatening tone again.

Ji Hai said lightly: "I don't like nonsense either, get out!" ”

When the pockmarked warrior heard this, he smiled instead of anger and said, "Junior looking for death!" ”

As soon as the pockmarked middle-aged man's words fell, he raised his hand and flipped it, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand, and when he held the long sword, there was suddenly a fierce sword aura emanating from the other party.

"Since the junior is looking for death, he will come out to die!"

Ji Hai was a little ground under his feet, and his figure fell through the window.

Just before Ji Hai landed, the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face had already made a move, and a brilliant sword slashed towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his hand and fished towards the sword.

The pockmarked middle-aged man's face was full of ridicule, his sword was a Xuan-level intermediate mystical weapon, extremely powerful, and the sword released was extremely sharp, but it was not something that a martial artist peak martial artist could grasp with his hands.

The pockmarked warrior seemed to have seen the picture of Ji Hai's palm being slashed by the sword and blood scattered, and he sneered in his heart, this is the fate of a martial artist without self-knowledge.

There seemed to be a smile on his face, but the next moment the smile on his face had froze on his face.

I saw that Ji Hai not only grabbed the sword in his hand, but also turned into a little bit of light and disappeared into the air under a pinch.

"How is that possible!"

This pockmarked middle-aged man had a look of horror on his face, he never thought that a peak martial artist of the Martial Master Realm would actually grab his sword with his palm and crush it.

He felt as if he had mentioned the iron plate.

Ji Hai landed on the yellow sand, and his eyes looked at the pockmarked middle-aged warrior who had returned to normal.

Without the slightest hesitation, the lightning flashed under his feet and disappeared out of thin air.

The middle-aged warrior's eyes shrank suddenly, and he stepped back sharply.

The long sword in his hand was held a little tighter.

Just as a figure appeared not far away, he did not hesitate to slash out a sword again.

Under the boom, a brilliant sword slashed towards Ji Hai.

This sword was dozens of zhang long, with a sharp and incomparable intent, and slashed towards Ji Hai.

Ji Hai's expression remained unchanged, he raised his hand and punched out, seemingly weak and weak, and at the moment when the sword was approaching, a surging force of flesh smashed towards the sword.

Boom.

The sword crumbled and turned into a storm.

Ji Hai's figure did not take half a step back, and slowly walked towards the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face.

The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face showed a hint of hatred, raised his hand and turned over a flag that appeared in his hand.