No one knows better than Guo Dalu what the scene in front of him means.

Taozhi City experienced a massacre...... Judging from the decay of the corpses, these corpses had been dead for no more than three days, and the formation of the ghost cultivation condensation had just dissipated.

The Eastern War had already begun at this moment.

As the first witnesses, they were also gazing at the "abyss" while gazing at the "abyss".

"-Withdraw!"

Guo Dalu's forehead was bulging, he suddenly shouted, and he did not hesitate to turn the reins at the moment and swept in the opposite direction.

The ghost cultivator is entrenched in Taozhi City, devouring souls, which can be as long as several years or as short as months.

When his group came to the gate of Taozhi City, it was tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth-

To withdraw!

The sooner the better!

It's a pity it's too late.

The yellow sand rolls, and the quicksand is like a waterfall.

At the moment when Guo Dalu turned around, a dry bone palm suddenly burst out from the sand, grabbing the horse's hooves.

"Bang"!

The crotch horse screamed in pain and tripped to the ground!

Guo Dalu was thrown out, he rolled several times, pulled out the long knife at his waist, stuck it in the sand, and got up on his knees.

When I looked up, I saw dust in the sand.

The waterfall is full of dust, covering the sky——

The ghost cried and the wolf howled.

The city of death in the day will turn into a hell in an instant.

One after another ghost shadows came out of the bottom of the sand, shuttling through the sand shadows, and more than 20 dart masters who escorted Mrs. Zhong Xun drew their swords and drew their swords, lined up around the carriage, and were instantly submerged in huge sand and dust.

All I could hear was the thumping thumping sound of popping.

A blood-colored shadow loomed in the sand and mist, and a shredded and dry body was torn apart from the tornado and thrown out, falling in front of Guo Dalu.

The man standing with the knife froze.

The sound of swords and iron shattering rose continuously, and along with them shook the firmament, and the men's low roars of pain.

A blood-stained short knife flew out, grazed Guo Dalu's cheeks, and nailed into the sand, the back of the knife still trembling wildly.

The sand dances wildly.

A huge carriage, burning with talismans, rushed out of the shadows.

"Boom—"

The man driving the carriage was so hot and blazing that he could no longer recognize his face. On his shoulders, on his waist and belly, there were two little ghosts, biting and howling in the blazing fire, even if they were burned by the blazing fire, they would not let go of their lips and teeth.

The driver ignited the detonation charm.

Ghost cultivators are most afraid of the blue sky and white sun, and they are most afraid of the sun, fire and thunder.

The carriage in which Mrs. Zhong was ordered to leave the country this time can be led by horses or urged by talismans, and this detonation talisman is the last force to pull the iron carriage...... At the first moment of the sand ghost cultivator's uprising, he killed all the horses in the dart master's convoy.

The car that broke through the dark sand fog and burned with billowing flames, like a meteor shooting through the darkness, crashed into the man who was still in a stunned state on his knees on the sand with a knife.

The motorist roared.

"The Great Road!"

The meteors in Guo Dalu's pupils are getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting bigger and bigger.

He came back to his senses abruptly.

The next moment -

The head of the carriage was on the sand, the talisman burned wildly, the second half of the carriage was raised high, with a huge driving force, the head of the carriage was pressed against the ground, and the driver who burned the flame was directly engulfed in the sand, all the way out of the distance of several miles, and the two little ghosts who refused to let go until death were burned into ashes by the talisman together with the driver.

View from above.

This all-burning carriage is like a boat riding the wind and waves, moving violently in the sea of sand.

In the carriage, Mrs. Zhong was holding the little lychee, and the world in front of the two was dim, and countless grains of sand rolled upside down into the compartment.

All the frightened screams of Xiao Lychee were covered by her mother's mother.

Mrs. Zhong held the child in her arms, she closed her lips tightly, held her breath, and covered Xiao Lizhi's mouth and nose at the same time.

The sand and dust were bloody and fell like waves from the curtains on both sides.

The weight of everything.

Flame of Flame.

Fortunately, the carriage was seriously unbalanced, the back half was raised high, the mother and daughter were curled up against the top of the back compartment, and Mrs. Zhong was dead against her body to maintain her balance and not be completely engulfed.

Smoke billowed from the carriage.

This dethroned envoy's special carriage has an extremely high configuration, which is the highest respect that the Heavenly Capital Imperial City gives to these "dead soldiers" who dedicated their lives to Zhongzhou...... At least in times of crisis, to protect the safety of their loved ones.

The impetus of hundreds of talismans, like several tireless fierce horses—

And the negative effect is to "explode" after the explosion with all their might.

The carriage body was already covered with lava-like lines and a crisp clicking sound.

The sand and dust that flew along the way, and the firelight contaminated with the burst of talismans, instantly turned into bright stars, and catapulted in all directions.

At the bottom of the carriage was raised high, and there was a wide figure of great embarrassment, like an octopus, clinging to the bottom of the carriage, his face was black, scorched by the smoke, and his fingers were smoking, but he never let go.

At the very bottom of the talisman burst, a ray of green light lit up, surrounding Guo Dalu's eyebrows, reflecting the man like a shining golden god.

With difficulty, he moved his fingers and climbed towards the top of the carriage.

In all directions, the sand and dust were like knives, scraping wisps of blood on the man's cheeks...... He climbed onto the roof of the compartment, covered in smoky stains and scarlet gaps.

Guo Dalu struggled to stand firm in the strong wind, drew his knife and plunged towards the lower part of the carriage.

"Bang".

The sharp knife tore the iron sheet of the carriage, which startled Mrs. Zhong, and then a strong arm reached into the carriage and dragged her out along with Xiao Lychee.

Sandy land.

A blazing wagon, incredibly fast, and getting faster and faster, irrepressibly crashed into a dry stone mountain wall that had sprouted from the ground.

At the last moment, a tall figure covered in blood jumped out of the top of the carriage, the man was hunched on his back, protected by a large and a small one in his arms, and fell heavily to the ground.

Next moment.

With a bang, a monstrous fire burst out.

Countless talisman fragments burst out in all directions.

As follows, it rains fire.

Muddy and sandy sky.

All was silenced.

......

......

Consciousness fell into a momentary dead silence.

The whole world is filled with sand and dust—

Buzz.

Buzzing.

Airplanes......

Immediately after that, it was suddenly recovered!

Guo Dalu opened his eyes, shook his head, shook off the dust, and found that half of his body was buried in the sand.

Hurriedly got up, the man dragged the mother and daughter in his arms and shook them all awake......

To escape.

I want to keep running.

It's only a few miles away from Taozhi City...... Those demon cultivators will catch up.

Guo Dalu didn't have the slightest strength to explain, so he dragged the two of them and prepared to get up.

His movements froze abruptly.

Wisps of sand, gravel and mud flow, converge in the air, forming a floating human shape.

He was suspended ten feet away in front of him.

Guo Dalu stared at the humanoid sand shadow with some despair.

can show people with an external incarnation, and he is already a top person in ghost cultivation.

The identity of this "figure" is one of the five disasters and ten calamities of Liuli Mountain?

He was the one who slaughtered Taozhi City?

The ghost slimming of the mud and sand did not have any exaggerated movements.

Just raise your palms lightly and clench your fists.

It seems to hold an ant in the palm of his hand.

In the next moment, Guo Dalu only felt that the mud and sand were rolling down under his feet, and the desert seemed to be centered on himself and began to collapse.

The man swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

He lowered his voice and spoke to Little Lychee, "Hold me tight, don't let go." ”

Xiao Lizhi stared at the black shadow, without saying a word, but was extremely obedient, clutching the corner of Guo Dalu's shirt.

The man who took out one arm suddenly raised one hand.

Guo Dalu patted a green talisman on his chest.

This talisman ...... Many years ago, he sent a young scholar to Taozhi City, and the scholar gave him a gift.

I thought it was just a casual gift from a reader.

But later Guo Dalu discovered the goodness of Fu Zheng...... Several times in the desert in danger, encountered ghost cultivation, this talisman only needs a wisp of his own mind to urge, can burst out of sword qi.

No matter what kind of ghost cultivation it is, it only needs one thought of the talisman to kill it cleanly!

Only then did Guo Dalu understand that the scholar who seemed to be powerless, where did he need to escort himself, just by means of the young scholar's gift, could Liuli Mountain's five calamities and ten calamities help him?

In the world of the Great Sui, ghost cultivation is the most difficult to kill.

And the sword-wielder kills the hard-to-kill.

Guo Dalu roared wildly, and the talisman on his chest sensed this thought, and it burst into flames in an instant.

A wisp of brilliant sword intent, angry at the bullfight, shot straight out.

Instantly shot through the distance between the two of them.

instantly penetrated the sand shadow, and shot the manifestation of this "big man of Liuli Mountain" to pieces!

A sword rayed straight into the sky——

In the next moment, Guo Dalu ran away, one thigh was hugged by the little lychee, and the little girl rose and fell, bumpy and flowing, like a radish pulled out of the dry land.

All thoughts are left behind.

There is only one thought.

Stay alive.

After the sword wielder's sword aura burst out.

An angry roar rang out in the distance from Taozhi City!

At the head of the city, the big man of Liuli Mountain climbed high and looked far away, and flicked his sleeves fiercely.

Turned upside down.

The sand and dust rolled in the sky, like the tide of the sea, rolling towards the three of them.

Guo Dalu gritted his teeth and turned back.

It was pitch black in front of me, and the sand and dust in the sky were like a high-rise building, overwhelming.

Desperately urge the talisman.

But alas...... When Ning Yi gave the talisman back then, his cultivation was mediocre, and Guo Dalu had already used the power of the talisman in recent years, and there was not much left.

The sword just now was the last wisp of killing intent.

At a dead end.

The oil runs out and the lamp withers.

The man scolded, turned around, took Mrs. Zhong and Xiao Lizhi behind him, faced the sand tide frankly, and decided to die.

In the next moment, a wisp of snow-white sword light swept from afar, and a sword slammed into the torrent of sand tide.

This sword smashed the sand tide into pieces, with a sword as the center of the circle, like a groundbreak, sliding and shattering in all directions-

A scale-free area stretched out in front of Guo Dalu.

Immortal means.

A childish long sound sounded in the sky above Taozhi City.

"The king of Qiangshan is different, come to punish the demon!"

A second sword swept in.

"Taiyou Mountain Xuanhe, come to punish the devil!"

A third sword light hung in the air.

Then came the fourth, and then the fifth.

Guo Dalu had never seen so many sword cultivators.

An ordinary sword-wielding sword immortal is enough to make him admire for a long, long time.

And now, the sky is full of sword immortals, trampling on flying swords, and hanging half of the dome.

The sword cultivation of the Three Holy Mountains, half of the wall is exhausted.

The immortal people are like hemp.