Dark.

In the airtight sand, there is not the slightest wind.

The air seemed to freeze, too.

Liang Mingfeng hid among his clay dolls, and then manipulated this "pangolin" to drill into the desert of yellow sand.

The surrounding sand flows slowly in the boundless darkness of the earth.

"Click, click......"

There was a slight sound of footsteps overhead.

I don't know what kind of person he was targeted, but fortunately, he didn't know how to resist the sword at all, and the realm was also a rare zero-level, so the other party couldn't detect his existence.

He lay quietly underground, like a corpse sleeping in a coffin.

It was such an environment that made Liang Mingfeng finally remember the fear that appeared on his body at that time.

The heavy sand on his body buried him, making him breathless, and the first to push him into the pit was a short-haired woman who looked weak and wore a black mask.

Perhaps, when he crossed over, this body was already dead, so the other party's burial work was not so careful.

The rare heavy rain in the Sha Jian Kingdom washed him out of the sand of death.

The system tells him that he can improve himself with a "doll".

It's funny, what martial arts, what swordsmanship, what dolls......

Wisdom always comes first.

Liang Mingfeng quietly listened to the movement above.

The footsteps faded away until they approached again.

"No, I still don't see anyone when I turn back."

It's barely a nice woman's voice.

"Doesn't that seem to be the opposite?"

The rough man's voice is like the wild sand here.

Liang Mingfeng frowned.

"That kid doesn't look like he has a tenfold realm, there's no way we can't feel his breath!" The woman's voice became more and more anxious.

Liang Mingfeng silently judged the authenticity of the other party's words in his heart.

Just as he guessed that the other party would go and come back, it is possible that these words were used to confuse him.

"Let's split up, it'll be quicker." Rough man proposed.

This time there were no footsteps, only wild sand.

Perhaps, it's Edgeworth's flight.

After waiting a little longer, Liang Mingfeng's reason told him that the pursuers had gone away.

In the middle of the yellow sand, a piece of ground suddenly collapsed inward, followed by dust, and a three-meter-long lizard beast covered in armor crawled out of it.

Liang Mingfeng opened the abdominal cavity of the Chuanshan beast and poked his head out of it.

There was silence all around, only the sound of the wind howling.

He raised his hand to block out the glare of the sun.

In that golden light, a faint black dot appeared.

Eroded by the wind and sand, it stood like a dry bone on the earth, and a man sat on the top of the columnar rock.

Emaciated face, wearing a pitch-black mask.

Long black bangs are blown forward from behind by the wind, covering the eyes.

Not very big eyes, quadrangular, like two sharp swords.

He covered his right shoulder with a white scarf and pulled it diagonally down from one side, revealing half of his perfect torso.

A man full of ghostly temperament.

At his side, stood a life-size greatsword.

"Yes, the golden cicada is out of its shell."

His voice was as evil as his appearance.

It's scary to be able to squat here for so long.

Liang Mingfeng frowned.

The word golden cicada shelling should not be used here, even if it is a dark Chen Cang, it is more suitable.

Oh, by the way, there is no Chen Cang and Han Xin in this world.

He used his hands and feet to crawl out of the clay doll's body.

The other party didn't seem to be about to make a move, and looked at him quietly with interest.

This person didn't kill me in the first place, which shows that he has enough confidence in his skills.

A conceited person, of course, will give you enough time.

It's just—

He looked around, and the empty desert stretched as far as the eye could see.

The escape is too obvious, and it is completely a target.

Hey, that's a nuisance.

Liang Mingfeng moved his hands and feet, and then clutched the few clay dolls in his backpack tightly.

He turned his head slightly, and a pair of dead fish eyes opened slightly.

"Then I'll have to let you die first."

"Hey, yes, I remember your eyes." The man stood up and drew his greatsword from the side.

A battle of life and death, on the verge of breaking out.

"Incense! Come on, the boss has found him! As the rough man's voice sounded, two shadows descended from the sky.

A tall, bald head, also wearing a black mask, holding a broad axe and sword in each hand, he was bare-chested, revealing dark muscles, the bulging biceps alone were the size of a human head.

Another red dress and tulle, with a graceful figure, is a fair-skinned woman.

"What a slippery boy!"

Here are some more salted fish.

Although Liang Mingfeng thought so, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Sticky.

He looked up at the scorching sun in the sky.

It shouldn't be so cold.

"He's mine." The wicked man, whom they called the Boss, raised a hand.

The two men were given the order and stepped back a little in amusement.

The woman named "Xiang" held her hands in her arms and looked at them with interest.

Sure enough, it's a conceited man, in this case, you don't need a helper, and if you don't sneak attack at the first time, you are doomed to never become a big thing!

Liang Mingfeng raised his eyes, and a flame burned in his eyes.

But—

The demonic figure leaped high in the air, holding the giant sword behind his head with both hands, and bent in a strange arc in the air.

Shadows zoom in quickly.

So fast!

Liang Mingfeng let out an exclamation.

The giant sword was like light, splitting downward, and the force was so great that it brought up a yellow wind roll.

"Boom".

The man fell to the ground, with the greatsword in his hand.

But the real feeling just now far outweighs the pleasure of cutting people in half.

A fragment of clay resembling a crocodile limb remains on the ground.

"Hey, you still have such a skill?" The man tilted his head slightly, and a strange smile tore at the corner of his mouth.

Just as he was about to make a move, Liang Mingfeng summoned his triceratops to block the fatal blow.

However, the pain of being cut in two still lingered in his mind.

With his current level as a puppeteer, he is no match for this person at all.

Well, you can only spell it!

Liang Mingfeng jumped back high and threw a black clay doll from his hand.

The light exploded in the air, and then the sand flew in the sky, converging on his location.

"Oh~~ It's funny." The man's eyes flashed with a frenzied light, and he held the giant sword in his hand and made a home run pose.

At the end of the wild sand, a huge figure appeared.

The giant wolf, which was nine meters long, fell to the ground with four paws, then lowered its head and let out a terrifying roar.

At this moment, the clay shows a metallic luster that does not belong to it.

Liang Mingfeng sat steadily in the center of his skull, manipulating the star-eyed white wolf.

This move, which had just evolved a few days ago, did not expect to enter the actual combat so quickly.

Liang Mingfeng's eyes lit up, and he drove the wolf body to pounce on the other party.

The claws were like swords, raising a white light in the air.

With a "dang" sound, Liang Mingfeng's whole body shook.

"How is that possible?"

His mouth opened wide in surprise, and the wolf's head looked down at the slender figure below.

The giant sword braved the turbid waves, holding a human-sized wolf claw in the air.

The sharp nails, like a scimitar, were less than a centimeter away from the tip of the man's nose.

But no further progress can be made.

"Hey, hey." He looked up and looked directly into the wolf's eyes, "It's interesting, but now it's my turn!" ”

Liang Mingfeng sat on the wolf's head, and there was a huge vibration underneath.

"It's—"

The ghostly figure of the man leaped high from the bottom up, and the greatsword pulled away along the wolf's claws towards the revealed.

The sound of layers of tears mixed with the cracking of bones......

Liang Mingfeng suffered a sharp pain in his leg, and followed the wolf's head to fall down from a height of six meters.

With a bang, the earth and rocks burst and the dust flew.

"You should have died in the dirt."

The voice in his ears sounded, but Liang Mingfeng only felt dizzy.

He pushed the rubble off his body and tried to stand up, only to find that his right leg was already unconscious.

"This time, it's not so lucky!"

The man jumped sideways, and then, like a bolt of lightning, cut through the blind spot of his vision.

A huge wind whistled, and white light flashed.

Cool!

Such a thought popped up in Liang Mingfeng's mind, and the blood in his whole body was cold.