The Black Nightmare Desert

The vast desert, the dead sea of sand.

Under the scorching sun, pedestrians in the desert are roasting on a stove, and the scorching heat sweeps through every inch of the land, making people breathless.

Suddenly, a dazzling silver streamer swept across the blue, cloudless blazing sky.

"Whew"!

With the sound of a cloth tearing through the air, it resounded in the desert.

A blood-red beam of light filled with evil aura pierced through the void, and when it was about to pierce through the silver streamer, it saw the silver streamer and suddenly swooped down towards the yellow sand ground.

narrowly avoided the blood-red beam.

The silver streamer fell to the ground, and then the silver glow dissipated.

Wu Xi's thin figure came into view, and he suddenly withdrew the silver wings on his shoulders behind him.

"Poof"!

Suddenly, an unhealthy flush appeared on Wu Xijunxiu's face, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a sweet smell.

Junxiu's face suddenly lost most of its blood.

Wu Xi glanced up, and a blood-clothed red-eyed man with blood wings appeared above his head in the void.

The man's blood-colored pupils were cold and ruthless.

"Alone?" condescendingly looked at Wu Xi, who was empty and playful beside him.

I couldn't help frowning.

"I said, after chasing for so long, what are you going to do!"

Wu Xi looked up at the blood-robed man with his feet in the void above his head with a smile on his face.

At the same time, the "Immortal Star Yuan Sutra" in the body slowly and continuously operated, absorbing the thin heaven and earth aura in the surrounding void, and after refining the meridians, it turned into a trace of extremely pure spiritual power, which was stored in the dantian in the body.

The blood-robed man looked indifferent, and he didn't mean to answer Wu Xi's question at all.

Immediately, the spiritual power in the blood-robed man's body was swollen, and his hands quickly sealed.

A half-meter-large palm with an incomparably bloody and evil aura appeared in front of him out of thin air, crushing towards Wu Xi with an overwhelming momentum.

"Blood Spirit Palm Print!"

Before the bloody palm hit the ground, the huge momentum it carried swept up the yellow sand in the sky, directly submerging Wu Xi's thin figure.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but burst into a foul language.

As he spoke, a dazzling silver glow suddenly erupted from his body, and his thin figure swept away into the distance, leaving a silver afterimage shattered by the bloody palm, scattered into a sky full of stars, and disappeared into the void.

For a time, the yellow sand rushed to the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

On the ground, gaps the thickness of the thumb spread out like cobwebs.

One trick failed, and the blood-robed man's face was even colder.

A touch of cruel killing intent appeared in his blood-colored eyes, and with a flip of his right hand, a long sword that seemed to be red with blood appeared in his hand.

The blood-robed man clenched his bloody sword.

The blood wings behind him stretched violently, and the emaciated figure flashed in the void again and again, turning into blood-colored rainbow light and rushing towards Wu Xi.

Wu Xi, who had just dodged the bloody palm and was relieved, couldn't help but scold his mother when he saw this.

A hint of determination appeared in his dark eyes, and with a flip of his right hand, he took out the silver star halberd from the dantian.

As fast as lightning, he slashed out a silver horse that exuded a terrifying aura, as if it could tear through the void of all things, and swept through thousands of armies towards the blood-robed man who swept towards him.

The blood-robed man's evil blood pupils looked at the silver pi who appeared in front of him and prevented him from sniping Wu Xi, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a trace of mockery.

Suddenly, I saw the blood-colored long sword in the blood-robed man's hand slash forward, and shot out a blood-colored sword qi that tore the silver horse training in half from the middle with a devastating momentum, and his blood-colored figure drove through the middle.

Suddenly, it appeared in front of Wu Xi's eyes, a touch of cruelty appeared in his eyes, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand suddenly soared under the injection of majestic spiritual power, and it was so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

At the same time, carrying an irresistible meaning, like lightning, Wu Xi's thin body slashed out a sword,

A blood-colored sword qi several zhang long with an evil aura shot out from the blood-colored long sword and tore through the void.

He wanted to tear Wu Xi's body in half like the previous silver match.

Seeing this, Wu Xi injected the little Xingyuan spiritual power left in the dantian in his body into his legs along the meridians.

And when the blood-colored sword qi appeared less than a foot in front of Wu Xi's eyes, he saw Wu Xi's eyes drooping slightly, narrowing slightly, and a trace of mockery overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, the emaciated figure flashed one after another, and galloped towards the clearing behind him.

With this, he dodged the incomparably fierce attack of the blood-colored sword qi.

There was a loud bang, and I saw a crack dozens of meters long appear beside Wu Xi.

The surface of the crack is stench, and the blood-colored mist lingers.

Suddenly, Wu Xi felt a bone-chilling air coming from behind him.

"Little mouse, hide quickly!" A blood-colored figure suddenly appeared behind Wu Xi and said coldly like a grim reaper.

Suddenly, Wu Xi broke out in a cold sweat, his body suddenly tensed, and all the hairs on his body stood up.

The sound fell, and the blood-colored long sword in the hand of the blood-colored figure swung towards Wu Xi.

"Buzz"!

With a soft roar, I saw Wu Xi turn back violently, and the silver halberd in his hand was cut in front of him.

As a golden and iron cross-fertch sounded, Wu Xi held a halberd in both hands to block the blood-colored long sword that the blood-robed man swung and fell.

Suddenly, the yellow sand was submerged to his knees, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a hint of red.

Deep in Wu Xi's pitch-black pupils, a purple gold light swept by.

"Roar"! A dragon roar and a tiger's roar sounded from Wu Xi's body.

Suddenly, a terrifying force poured into the silver halberd.

"Boom!" With a thunderclap that resounded through the sky.

I saw the blood-robed man being knocked away like a kite with a broken string.

Seeing this, a trace of murderous intent appeared in Wu Xi's pitch-black pupils and eyes.

......

At the same time, Wu Ximo danced wildly, his clothes were agitated, hunting sounded, and the momentum on his body suddenly skyrocketed.

A noble momentum above heaven and earth erupted from Wu Xi.

At this point, the situation is completely reversed.

"I don't remember who you are, but the breath on your body really disgusts me!" he whispered to himself.

As the words fell, Wu Xi's figure flickered, appearing abruptly in front of the blood-robed man a hundred meters away like a ghost.

For a while, the momentum on Wu Xi's body swallowed mountains and rivers, majestic as the sea, directly imprisoning the blood-robed man in front of him, making him unable to move.

"It's worthy of being a strong person in smelting crystals, and he can actually force me to burn my blood!"

Wu Xi said coldly, his tone full of murderous intent.

During the days when Wu Xi stayed in the Tian Yuan caravan, in addition to recovering from his injuries, he was secretly familiar with his strength that had skyrocketed for some reason.

The Broken Star Halberd, which was contained in his dantian and should have belonged to Chen Kang's hands, the penetration of the seventy-two meridians of the Immortal Star Yuan Sutra, the Star Yuan Silver Wing, the powerful unknown bloodline remaining in his body, and ......

These things made Wu Xi feel very curious and shocked about what had happened to him.

Finally, there is a sense of disgust and hatred for the breath of the blood-robed man.

"Tell me! Who are you? Stretching out a snow-white arm comparable to a woman, her slender five fingers tightly grasped the neck of the blood-robed man.

A cruel look appeared on Qingjun's face.