Tuo Yuan looked at the thinking wind hanging on the green sword, and at this time, he finally knew all the ins and outs.

The several soul rings that he used the green sword to dot the sword light quietly surrounded him, and the soul ring that was lit by the green sword, the soul ring quickly eclipsed, but the soul ring on the green sword was even more brilliant.

Suddenly, the entire inland desert, the strange sandstorm hovering in the sky gradually dispersed, and the sand wall piled up outside the isolated island seemed to have lost its backbone and became a grain of loose sand in the distant storm.

And in the center of that desert, the huge turbine-shaped sand pit, the surrounding quicksand could not enter the inside of the sand pit, and the bottom of the sand pit was pitch black, Zhou Yusheng stood near this sand pit, and the Xuan Turtle Pattern Board that was silent in his body had a strong reaction for the first time.

And the mountain-like turtle that was suppressed on the Dao Sea slowly came sideways, and suddenly began to chant words in a strange language, and suddenly, a spell full of savage breath came out of his mouth.

And when Zhou Yusheng heard this spell, he was suddenly stunned.

He had never heard such a spell before, but where had he heard such a strange and obscure pronunciation.

Just as he was full of horror and thought about the reason, the huge black face in the whirlpool suddenly exploded by itself, and a large black shock wave swept away from it, forcing the surrounding wind and sand away for a few points.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, with a "whoosh", a silver crystal filament shot out from the center of the explosion, and after just a flash, it slammed into the sealed white light curtain at the exit of the whirlpool.

There was a loud "bang".

The silver silver filament turned into a ball of silver light and shattered, and the white light curtain "stabbed", and it actually crashed into a crack the size of a grain of rice.

At the same time that he watched all this cautiously, the purple bird in his hand that he almost couldn't think of when he saw this scene shook, and the water waves rippling on the blade of the sword immediately turned into a heavy sword shadow and slashed out, and at the same time, a halo gradually appeared under his feet, and this halo formed an extremely simple star ring with his steps.

But this scene appeared that he couldn't believe it.

At the same time that Xingyuan appeared, there was a fission around the sand pit, and countless spider-like cracks spread out, as if a huge explosion had occurred inside, but there was almost no calm movement within a radius of ten miles for the rest of Zhou's life.

It seemed that the giant shadow that shocked all directions just now, those perched beasts lurking in this desert, retracted to their own territory.

Immediately afterwards, the rapidly spreading underground of the sand pit, a wave of energy that rampaged from the bottom of the sand, formed a huge sand waterfall, in a radius of hundreds of miles, there was no regular explosion, almost at this moment, the explosion became the only sound in this calm wilderness.

"The aura fluctuation just now came from under the sand pit, and the aura fluctuation is so wide, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary aura, and the old man is below, feeling the temperature at the end, it seems to be very ...... Ordinary. The Tsing Yi Taoist continued to spread the word.

However, this did not dispel his curiosity about what was under the sand pit, even if he had vaguely guessed, but the missing fragments in the Xuan Turtle Pattern Plate seemed to be particularly dependent on the star element in his body.

But at this moment, the aura fluctuations that almost came out from under his nose ignored the dense sword shadow and the blocking of the huge force behind him, just a flash, and it reached the center of Zhou Yusheng's eyebrows like a flower, and he drilled in without saying a word.

Zhou Yusheng was shocked, several silver crystal filaments broke free from his brain, and the silver light between his eyebrows flashed, and he released his huge spiritual power with all his might, and instantly condensed a palm-sized transparent crystal shield between his eyebrows.

The transparent silver filament that pierced like a sharp sword suddenly tore out, and immediately burst into flames, and the crystal shield collapsed and disappeared in a flash.

He only felt a "buzzing" sound of his head, and a sharp pain like a tear came out, and his body stumbled, almost falling directly to the ground.

But after the small shield with the materialization of spiritual power was slightly blocked, the transparent silver filament immediately froze, and the last one trembled, trying to rush into the shortly cracked gap again.

At this moment, there was a thunderclap in the air whirlpool, and a cyan arc of lightning flashed down, hitting the transparent silver filament.

After a scream!

The transparent silver filament did not dissipate immediately, most of the mist was extinguished in a flash in the cyan wire, and only a small half of the black mist rolled out.

This crystal shield, which was brewing with his huge spiritual power, the transparent silver filament actually exploded instinctively at the moment the crystal shield touched it, and slammed into the fog wall behind it.

If it weren't for the fact that he instantly activated the green shirt treasure on his body and unloaded most of the divine soul power that rushed towards his body, I am afraid that the outpouring of energy would almost cause chaos in his mind, and even damage his spiritual intelligence.

But even so, because of the damage to the small shield that had been transformed by his previous spiritual power, as if his brain was about to explode, a sharp pain swept through his head, and he gasped and fell to his knees in the ruins, his mouth let out a broken scream, and large drops of sweat quickly oozed from his forehead, and many round marks were printed on the dusty ground.

Before he could take any action, the transparent silver thread appeared silently in front of him again, and a blur drilled into his eyebrows.

At this moment, Liu Ming was naturally startled, but a light "huh" suddenly came from his ears.

He hurriedly looked at the sound, only to see that there seemed to be some shadow in the gray vortex in the air, but when he looked again intently, except for the faint whimpering sound echoing in his mind like a maggot on the tarsal bones, there was only darkness in front of him.

"Which senior is here!"

Zhou Yusheng stared at the gray vortex, stood up straight and asked slowly.

But after a long while, there was no answer at all, except for the thunder in the air.

"Did you really hear it wrong?"

Seeing this, Zhou Yusheng was shocked and uncertain in his heart.

At this moment, the air rumbled again, and the huge vortex quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cyan arc inside collapsed and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing that the whirlpool was about to disappear completely, there were fluctuations inside, and a behemoth fell out of it, and after a loud bang, it fell only a few feet away from Zhou Yusheng.

The entire void shuddered.

He let out a low roar, and after rushing into the crack desperately, he didn't care about the strange smell of this place, and went straight to the depths ahead, and at a glance he saw a large piece of python skin shed in this huge crack, and saw the golden keel floating on the behemoth.

The unprecedented dizziness was almost accompanied by the moment when he stopped thinking in his mind, he directly took the keel from it, and was about to retreat and leave, when suddenly Zhou Yusheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he saw all of this python skin, even if he was extremely excited now, he couldn't help but gasp, this is indeed python skin, but this is a terrifying thing that he has never seen in his life.

Is that...... A beast corpse, a whole body withered, but a huge corpse of nearly a hundred zhang in size, for the monks in the outside world, every inch of such a corpse is a treasure mountain, and now this treasure mountain can almost buy the big Buddha temple in Huainan.

The body of nearly 100 zhang, the two shattered but rugged huge wings, and the hideous head that is shocking even if it is dead, its appearance is the phantom of the demon python that has just broken out of the previous illusion, and the so-called python is only the weakest of the nine doppelgangers after he molted.

And the original purpose of this catastrophe was to survive the tribulation of the holy beast in this Tibetan blue desert.

"Could this be the real Jiao!!" Zhou Yusheng was dumbfounded.

"This demon ...... There must be a demon pill!" He gritted his teeth, with his experience of taking the demon pill, he knew that the demon pill was not all in the abdomen, but most of them were in the head, at this moment, the body shook directly close to the head of the terrifying demon corpse, turned his hand and immediately put his hands up and down on the cracked corpse, directly opened, there was indeed a shriveled demon pill inside, he took it out, and was about to retreat and leave, suddenly his heart beat wildly again, in this position, he saw a skeleton pressed by the head of this huge beast corpse.

"The Sikong Sifeng of the Jiaolong Clan, I didn't expect that the traitor who has been hidden in the West Sea for so many years is actually you?" Tuoyuan snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and behind the figure, there was a dragon phantom floating behind, which seemed to be just a soul, but if you looked closely, the dragon floating in its enchantment seemed to have suddenly turned from a living thing to a dead thing, and the silver light array that imprisoned the python no longer had a trace of wanting to break free, and it was strangely quiet.

Like the woods carved into the peaks of the mountains, to the south of the Dead Sea, only a bare island and a lone shadow of half a tree trunk falling on the water.

Between the two of them looking at each other, it was like a seemingly stable sand bank, like a tide, breaking away the broken sand bank, Tuoyuan slowly took out the sword in the sheath, and waved it lightly on the sea, he leaned over and stared at Sikong Sifeng, playing with the ancient sword in his hand, but his smile suddenly became vivid.

The blue eyes, the foreign objects painted in the sky, are rapidly fading from clarity, as if the ink of the painting has been washed away by water.

"Tuoyuan, the battle of the Four Palaces, do you remember, but how a young man in his early three years old watched his father and mother fall on the ancient sea stack. He gazed leisurely at the eyes with a light shadow pattern, and then smiled sadly, those eyes that were closed because of pain, in that aura, the palm of the sword was full of red blood, and tears and blood flowed from his fingers.

Tears and blood rippled in the palm of the sword's hand, slowly turning into a clear wave, blending into the blood-colored ancient sword in his hand, the red mist rising from the ancient sword seemed to be a red sea burning on the blade of the sword, but it was chaotic and faint.

But in the next moment, the ancient sword, as if it was shrouded by the flames that came from the back, the foreign object engraved on the blade of the sword, lifelike, a pair of red eyes, a phoenix roar that resounded through the sky, the ordinary ancient sword, like a rebirth from the fire, gradually revealed the grandeur under the shadow of the sword.

The hilt of the ancient sword, a soul ring lit up slightly.