In an instant, the young man's laughter burst out, and he felt a chill all over his body, and then he saw his body splattering blood, like a note, terrifying.

Before he could react, the young man felt a burst of darkness about to swallow him, and at the last moment, he saw his body detached, torn apart, and fell to the ground.

The young man still had that smile on his face before he died, and apparently he didn't react and collapsed.

"Ahh

Everyone's pupils shrank, their expressions were shocked, they didn't expect such a situation at all, the young man's hand knife was so sharp, they saw with their own eyes that the hand knife fell on Shan Kui's head, and the pop between the collision of flesh and bone blades could be heard clearly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Many people looked solemn, a little hairy in their hearts, and they no longer had the contemptuous face of Shan Kui before.

If Shankui's head is extremely hard, comparable to Shenjin, and the young man's hand knife falls down and can't be shaken, then that's it, but this young man's hand knife is directly inserted into Shankui's head, but this situation still occurs, which is really weird, and can't help but make the onlookers feel creepy.

"There are quirks. ”

A heroic young man standing at the gate of the temple snapped, knocked a bone flute on his hand, and said with a frown.

In vain, the young man's tragic death seemed to arouse the bloodthirsty heart of this mountain kui, and the blood-colored veins in its eyes became deeper and deeper, and more and more strange.

"Ho ......"

Shan Kui stuck out its ugly head, spun around in a circle, and made a creaking sound, and then, baring its white fangs, let out a breath of turbidity.

"Iyesa ......"

Shan Kui roared in a low voice, making a voice that seemed to be inhuman.

"Not good, run. ”

The young man with the bone flute suddenly changed his expression, as if he sensed some extremely terrifying existence, and after speaking, he slammed his feet to the ground and quickly retreated.

Suddenly, the entire huge temple mouth emitted a strange and solemn echo, which was extremely heavy and melodious, which made people's hearts shocked.

The mountain kui stretched out its thin, withered palm to the crowd, shriveled and ugly, like a broken and twisted branch.

"West ......"

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Shankui's palm that was as dry as the tangerine peel of an old tree grabbed hard, and with a snort, the wind and sand exhaled, as if crushing a mass of sand dunes.

There was a bang, like a landslide and the ground cracked, and before everyone could understand what kind of mutation had happened, they felt that the ground had collapsed, followed by countless wind and sand flooding, covering the sky and obscuring everyone's vision.

"Not good, run. ”

It was only at this time that everyone realized that something was wrong, their faces suddenly turned pale with fright, and they ran out as fast as they could, only hating their father and mother for having two legs missing.

"Boom!"

As if the sea hit the sky, the tens of thousands of square meters of Miaomen Square seemed to have suffered the wrath of heaven and earth, and it was shattered into powder.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Shocking the sky, the ground collapsed in an instant, and the mountain stream continued to roll down the boulders, and all of a sudden, I don't know how many people died here, were smashed into meat filling, and then swallowed by endless dust and sand mist, and the ground slept here forever with the crazy collapse.

For a while, the sound of screams, broken bones, and wails came and went, intertwined, and the huge temple gate turned into a human purgatory, and there was chaos.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Boom ......"

Several extremely powerful martial artists, with the power of their powerful physical bodies, burst out of their genetic potential, jumped up from the ground, and suddenly turned into a dazzling divine light, with an amazing aura, wanting to escape.

"It's a pity it's late. ”

Fang Yang and his party finally climbed into the mountain stream higher above the ground, and looked back at the few powerhouses who had used the Divine Origin Technique and wanted to escape, their faces were quite helpless, and a trace of unbearability flashed.

At that time, even if he reminded everyone with his words, it was estimated that no one would believe it, so Fang Yang had no choice but to run away with the team members who were unconditionally convinced of him.

The breath of the gods soared to the sky, and the people in the divine mang's wrapping were all as earth-colored, their expressions were extremely solemn, staring at the constantly collapsing ground from time to time, like frightened birds.

"...... Uproar"

A huge gust of wind rolled up, and suddenly from the ground that had now collapsed hundreds of zhang deep, a wave of wind and sand surged together, intertwined and converged into a palm that covered the sky and the sun, and suddenly poked out, the wind and sand were like knives, emitting bursts of tragic roars, tearing everything that swept into it into powder along the way, grabbing the dozen strong men who successfully escaped.

"Huh?"

Fang Yang's eyes lit up, and at a glance just now, he saw that the appearance of that palm was completely the shape of the palm stretched out by the mountain kui, not only that, but there were also strange and unpredictable lines flashing between the whistling wind and sand.

In a few breaths, the dozen or so strong people who managed to escape with their strong strength were suddenly engulfed in the wind and sand, and the huge palm behind them that made people feel like they had nowhere to escape.

"Don't try to stop me!"

Life and death were at stake, and several of them were resolute and used their own origin essence blood.

In vain, the surrounding gods were flourishing, like a blazing little sun, swaying under the patches of Ruicai, the breath was extremely amazing, the speed was more than three times faster, rumbling, like thunder across the clouds, rolling and roaring.

However, it was all in vain, no matter how fast these people were, they could not fly out of the enveloped range of the wind and sand, and it was too late to escape to the higher mountain streams.

When the huge palm was fully extended, it completely enveloped these people.

The endless wind and sand were raging, and the whipping made a sonorous impact on the bodies of those strong people, like the roar of gold and stone, and the strength of the flesh was staggering.

And then before this was over, I saw that the huge palm was clenched hard, and there was a loud bang, like a sandstorm, and more than ten strong people felt a burst of darkness that was about to swallow themselves in an instant.

From the outside, it looked like an earth-shattering explosion had occurred, and the destructive power of this heavenly power was unstoppable, burying countless people in it in an instant.

"No, I don't want to die here!"

As the huge and boundless mushroom cloud rose, a terrible wail came out from it.

At that moment, countless veins emerged, like a god's ode, and a faint and melodious sound was heard, and with a whoosh, a streamer shot out, and the strong man in the wind and sand stretched out his hands in despair, shouting helplessly.

"Stand-ins?"

Fang Yang's eyes were empty, and after Yao's guidance, the Moon-Seeing Pupil Divine Power, which was urged by divine material energy, didn't know how many times stronger than before, and how many mysteries he could peep into.

What that brilliant streamer is, naturally can't hide it from him.

With a bang, the strong man in the wind and sand was crushed into powder, and instantly turned into countless tiny veined characters.

After escaping, the streamer finally appeared, as if it was the strong man.

Fang Yang and his party looked shocked, this person had actually escaped from this earth-shattering sandstorm.

However, the strong man who escaped death was not comfortable, his flesh and blood were blurred, most of his arms were torn, his face was as pale as paper, he gasped for breath, and looked back with palpitations, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

The ten team members under Fang Yang's hands looked at the apocalyptic scene under their feet, all of them were pale, patting their chests, looking scared.

In less than a minute from when they ran back, tens of thousands of square meters of square had collapsed and disappeared, tens of thousands of warriors were buried in it, and only a few escaped.