"Senior Brother Ding, you still don't lack manpower, how about taking me one?" Li Huaifeng pleaded.

"Who is he?"

Ding Yunkong glanced at it lightly, feeling dissatisfied with being suddenly interjected, and saw that Li Huaifeng only had the strength of a five-star god to become humble, and he was even more disdainful.

"He is a newcomer to my Purple Cloud Peak, the one who came from Earth more than a year ago!" Zhang Xun immediately explained.

At that time, Li Huaifeng's identity as an earthman still caused a lot of sensation in Biluofu.

Many disciples from the mountain came to visit like a rare animal, but when they found out that Li Huaifeng was picking his feet, they all lost interest and only regarded him as a joke.

"With such strength, you also want to mess around in my team? I'm afraid that you won't be able to help, and you'll drag us back, so let's cultivate for a few more decades, and then come and talk to me!" ”

Ding Yunkong snorted coldly, didn't look at Brother Feng, and left with Edgeworth.

"Senior Sister Mo Ruoli of Ziyun Peak, she is also one of the top twenty true disciples, how can she raise such a useless waste, it is really ridiculous and generous, Zhang Xun, Han Ting, you two must not be like this waste, dragging us back!"

The rest of the team, all of whom were seven-star and eight-star strength, insulted, summoned the cranes in the distance, and left in turn.

"Senior Brother Li, it's not that I won't take you away, it's that others don't look down on you at all, you better stay, after all, it's dangerous to kill the bandits, your strength is too weak, don't take this risk!"

Zhang Xun kindly reminded him, and then jumped on the crane and left.

"It turns out that it feels so sad to be looked down upon, but it's the first time I've experienced the bitterness!" Brother Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

In a short time, there were only two or three thousand disciples left in the vast square.

Most of them rode cranes to the battlefield, leaving behind either the tail of a crane that no one looked at, or the laity who didn't want to take risks.

Brother Feng stayed in place for a while, and found that many teams were mainly composed of five or six people, elites with similar strength, and some teams like Ding Yunkong, reaching ten people away, and their strength was uneven.

"If I hadn't looked away, Zhang Xun and Han Ting were dragged by Ding Yunkong to be cannon fodder, and they were more than lucky, but I didn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder in his eyes!"

Brother Feng smiled playfully, hesitated for a moment, and still summoned the crane, which had the thinnest physique, and flew towards the southwest.

The cranes raised by Biluo are very spiritual, and the spirit beasts on each mountain listen to the orders of their disciples, but the sick crane that Brother Feng sat down on seemed to see that Brother Feng's strength was not good, and he was reluctant to even fly, swaying and slacking off.

"You are thin like this, let's call you a little match, you are excluded in the cranes, I am excluded in the sect, we are also connected to the same fate, this mission is nine deaths, if you don't take the initiative, nine times out of ten you will be roasted and eaten by those demons, you can do it!"

Brother Feng stroked the crane's feathers, the old god was saying, and I don't know if it can understand.

After saying that, the crane screamed in surprise, and its flight speed was much faster than before.

Biluofu is a thousand miles away from the vast sand sea of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it takes two hours to take even a plane.

But the flying speed of this crane was not slow, and Li Huaifeng flew to the vicinity of the desert after three hours according to the map guidance on the "Records of the Northern Regions".

"It's so vast, the vast sea of sand is boundless, bigger than the Taklamakan Desert on Earth!"

Brother Feng looked down at the scene below, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"On that day, more than a dozen of us came to the Northern Regions, presumably, Chu Du and they are also struggling in this world, it is difficult for them to take the right path with their minds, will they join the Demon Dao and meet here?"

Li Huaifeng's mind raced, and he remembered the past.

He has now been promoted to the five-star god transformation realm, and he doesn't know what level Chu Du and the Heavenly Shadow gang have reached.

If he saw the shadow of the sky, Chu Renhuang might not fight, but when he saw Chu Du, he would definitely do his best to kill and never die.

Brother Feng walked alone and with a crane in the boundless sea of sand, which had already entered the battlefield, but the vast sea of sand was too big, and he didn't know where Bi Luofu's disciples and the black bandits were fighting.

Brother Feng didn't dare to fly on a crane, the target in the air was too obvious, so he could only use the cover of the desert to find it slowly.

He carried a few wild fruits with him, and the fruits had enough energy, enough for him to eat for half a month, and he didn't worry about starving to death.

I don't know how long I walked, but I felt that the sky was a little gray and dark.

Suddenly, a chirp sounded, and the crane suddenly flapped its wings and flew high, turned around and fled.

Brother Feng hurriedly picked up a willow leaf-shaped object and kept blowing the whistle, which was a tool for commanding the crane to make it obedient.

But this crane was obviously frightened, or felt some terrible danger, and did not listen to Brother Feng's command at all.

"Damn, you can't even rely on brutes, you can only rely on yourself!"

Brother Feng's sword eyebrows froze, his body lowered, and he cautiously ran towards a low dirt slope in front of him.

As I got closer, I heard the sound of a fierce fight.

"Fire Spirit Sword, go, Biluo Sansheng Jue!"

I saw that there were 100 and 10 people fighting on the battlefield ahead, and Ding Yunkong was among them, and he was the leader of Biluofu's side.

He pinched the magic with both hands, shining red, like a fire spirit sword soaked in magma, like a meteor, soaring wantonly in the field.

Everywhere they went, more than a dozen masked bandits in black suits lay in pools of blood, criing for their lives.

"Amazing, this flying sword can kill the enemy in the air within a hundred meters, much more powerful than a machine gun, no, if the machine gun is placed here, it is estimated that it will not be able to touch the clothes of a master above six stars!"

Li Huaifeng was amazed again and again.

The battle group in front of him was a wave of 100 black bandits encountered by Ding Yunkong's team, and the other party was led by a demon dao master with skin like scales and red eyes.

Brother Feng also knows a little about the demons, there are underground demons and extraterritorial demons.

Some demons are pure-bred, born demons, with a strong body and great strength.

There are also some hybrids, and one of the fathers and mothers is a hybrid breed born from the human race or the demon race, and often this has the characteristics of two races, either extremely strong or extremely weak.

It is said that the mad blood prince of the Wuji Demon Sect is the product of his father and a woman from the demon clan.

In addition, there are also human races, demon races, and their hearts have changed greatly, and they have escaped into the demon path halfway to learn demon exercises, all kinds of things.

Thinking about it, the battle in the field went from white-hot to near-end.

Of the ten Biluofu disciples in total, only two were slightly injured, and the rest were not affected at all, but annihilated all the bandits.

"Senior Brother Ding, the means are too high, worthy of being the top ten masters on the ground list, this fire spirit sword in hand, overcoming thorns and thorns, is as powerful as a bamboo, even if we encounter a ruthless person like the mad blood prince, we are not afraid!" Some of the disciples swore to compliment.

Ding Yunkong stretched out his hand to recall the Fire Spirit Sword, smiled coldly, and said proudly: "I don't have any skills, how to lead you to kill demons and get the rewards of the sect, however, your words are a bit big, with my magic weapon, I can't kill the demon like the mad blood prince, but let me meet him, he won't have a good time!" ”

"Of course, Senior Brother Ding's strength is too strong!"

"Yes, yes, our team is invincible!"

Everyone flattered again and again, wanting to gain Ding Yunkong's favor.

While talking, a violent storm suddenly rose in the distance, as if a sandstorm was coming.

"Hmph, who slandered Prince Ben behind his back, there are so many people who want to kill me, but in the end, they all died under my hands!"

A cold shout came, and a storm of sand and dust swept from far and near.

Seeing this, everyone in the field, including Li Huaifeng, who was hiding behind the dirt slope, could only cover his eyes and couldn't look directly.

"Mad Blood Prince?!"

Ding Yunkong was full of anger, his clothes were always spotless, and he immediately saw the identity of the person who came.

The other party was a bewitching man wearing a fiery red brocade robe, his face was covered with complex lines, and his lips were red, riding a huge bat suspended in the air.

The bat was so big, about the size of a fighter jet, with its wings fluttering and the sand blowing up below, and it was imposing.

Behind the mad blood prince, there was also a team of one hundred and ten people, including many people from the demon clan in black armor, whose momentum was more than ten times stronger than the previous team of black bandits.