The desert sand and dust are dusk, and the barren sand is covered to see the red glow.

The vast desert, boundless, empty and lofty, rippling and magnificent, rolling yellow sand flying rolls.

This endless desert is called the Polar Desert.

A few days ago, it was rumored that a golden giant city appeared somewhere in the desert of the two poles.

In an instant, countless monks poured into the two poles of the desert.

In addition to the threat of sandstorms, we must always beware of the sneak attack of the polar yellow scorpion.

Xing Jue, the inner disciple of Zixiao Xuanzong, dressed in white and shengxue, with white hair up to his waist, a demonic and evil face, holding a red wine jug, leaning on the back of his mount, Lingyue Three-Tailed Fox, while tasting wine and chanting poetry, while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the desert.

The three-tailed fox of Lingyue galloped on the desert, extremely fast, and went straight to the depths.

"Bang-"

In a few moments, the sand in front of it suddenly exploded, and a yellow scorpion the size of a van jumped out from under it, and the stinger behind the butt went straight to the Lingyue Three-Tailed Fox.

In the face of the polar yellow scorpion that was killed, the speed of the three-tailed fox did not decrease, and there was no fear in the smart eyes.

"Boom-"

At this time, Xing Jue flicked his fingers and tapped the wine jug in his hand, and with a bang, a drop of wine flew out of the gourd's mouth, and then it made a sonorous sound, turning into Dao sword light, piercing the polar yellow scorpion in front of it in an instant.

The Lingyue Three-Tailed Fox rushed from under the polar yellow scorpion in the air, and the latter's body had just fallen to the ground.

"The desert is endless, and the lonely city is empty on all sides. The horses are on the moraine, and the sun is falling in the sand!"

"Vow to be the desert, go to Yumen leisurely!"

"At the juncture, the moon falls across the West Ridge, and the clouds are plugged to break the northern wilderness. Birds fly in the dust on the desert side, and flock sheep gather in the dimness!"

Xing Jue's demeanor is lazy, elegant and traveling, tasting wine and chanting poetry, just like a vacation.

These poems are from the earth, and he himself is from the earth.

That was half a year ago, and he was brought to this world by a ball of blood.

Later, I learned that the blood light that was waiting for him to come over turned out to be "Killing the Emperor Source Force".

Legend has it that during the ancient period of the opening of the world, three gods were born between heaven and earth to dominate the world.

They are the god of death, the god of heaven, and the god of thunder!

The Grim Reaper: the power of life and death over all souls!

The gods of heaven and earth, the power of all the heavens and the earth!

Thor: Dominate the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Punishment!

Tens of thousands of years later, a ruthless man named Killing Emperor was killed in the sky, wanting to dominate the power of life and death of all spirits.

However, not to mention the approval of the three gods, the gods wanted to get rid of this ruthless man who claimed to kill the emperor.

However, the gods had no choice but to kill the emperor, and they were defeated and retreated.

Faced with a creature that could threaten their status, Thor and Death could no longer sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, so they attacked the Emperor Killer together.

The battle was fought in a world that fell apart, and it rained blood, watering every corner of the world.

When this battle calmed down, all souls were almost wiped out, and the heavens and the earth were desolate and lonely.

Since then, no four Supreme Gods have appeared.

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The above is a legend that has been circulated.

However, Xing Jue knew that this was not a legend.

Xing Jue understood in the source power of killing the emperor that the four supreme gods died together.

The Godhead is shattered, and the soul is scattered!

The rising Emperor Killing Emperor in the Ancient Wilderness was created by the source power of the Emperor Killing Emperor.

Killing the emperor in the face of the three supreme gods joining forces, and the fish that can fight with them can still be broken, you can imagine how perverted it is.

At present, the benefits brought to Xing Jue by the source power of killing the emperor are the tip of the iceberg, but it also makes him a little invincible.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar behind him.

It turned out to be a huge purple flying boat coming from the sky, flying quickly over Xingjue.

Xing Jue blinked a pair of dark eyes, how could he not know this flying boat.

It is the Zixiao Xuanzong's Zixiao Flying Boat that is usually used when a major event occurs.

To make this behemoth move, it takes countless yuan stones to consume, and if it is not for something that can affect the rise and fall of the sect, it will not be dispatched at all.

Xing Jue muttered to himself in a low voice: "It seems that the two poles are too deep in the desert, and a golden giant city has really appeared in the sky, and it is extraordinary. ”

He poured a sip of wine into his mouth and said, "Little San, full speed!"

"Yes, master!"

The three-tailed fox actually spoke, and his speed increased tenfold in an instant.

"The yin wind roars in the desert, and the fire horn can't come out!"

"The drums and horns are strong in the mountains, and the dragons and snakes enter the battlefield. Flowing ointment moistens the desert, splashing blood stains the edge!"

Xing Jue is still extremely comfortable despite your landslides and cracks, this situation, I have learned poems about the desert before, and I can't help but rush to my brain.

Fighting the sword world, accompanied by fine wine, happy enmity and hatred, how many men dream of it?

"Amitabha, the donor is so wet and !!! wet"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Xing Jue's eyes, a golden light flashed into his eyes.

I saw a fat monk wearing a Buddhist costume, with a fat head and big ears, and his body speed was amazing, following him.

Xing Juetai glanced at the latter, then withdrew his gaze, took a sip of wine, and said to himself: "The monk's head is really not a single grass!

The fat monk was not very old, he was not in his twenties, his hands were folded, and he said: "What a sin and a sin, but there are blind donors' eyes?!"

Dare to be affectionate, it's still a joke.

Xing Jue waved his hand and said lightly: "I have nothing to do with your Buddhism, please stay away!"

The fat monk looked solemn and said, "I have a relationship with the benefactor, can I go together? ! ”

Xing Jue lightly spit out a word: "Get out!!"

The fat monk squinted slightly and said, "The donor is too indifferent, what about taking the monk on a journey?!"

"While I'm not in a bad mood, get rough quickly!" Xing Jue said, "If you want to rob halfway, you will regret it!"

Xing Jue couldn't see that this bastard monk was thinking about his mount.

"Boom!!"

Who would have thought that when his words fell, the fat monk directly made a move, and the golden light surging all over his body, slapping towards Xing Jue, a golden swastika print in his palm rose and fell, diffusing a terrifying aura, and went straight to Xing Jue.

"Take death!"

The killing intent in Xing Jue's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand and pointed forward, and the sword qi on his fingertips was swallowed, accompanied by a bang, destroying the palm print from the fat monk.

"So strong?!"

The fat monk was stunned, the two seals of "Swastika" and "*" are the second of the strongest mastery of Buddhism, although he has only learned to a small degree, but with his Yuanxiao Realm Sevenfold Sneak Attack, the enemy even if the Yuanxiao Realm is ninefold and hateful.

And now?!

was just broken by this white-clothed, white-haired man.

"The monk is really a sanctimonious person, take your life!"

Xing Juetai's eyes, pupils gradually turned blood, and the red wine pot in his hand turned into a blood-colored long sword in an instant.

With a bang, he drew his sword.

A blood-colored sword light appeared.

It seems to cut off everything in the world.

The fat monk was shocked and felt the extreme aura of death in his face.

Knowing that he had encountered a ruthless man, he would definitely die if this close blow was at hand.

Before this blood-colored sword light arrived, the fat monk instantly activated the shield and air talisman in his body.

With a whoosh, it disappeared into thin air.