Zu Liren raised his head to the sky and roared, and the monstrous anger shot out from his red eyes caused the air around him to stir up.

Shaken off by the dust on his left arm, the white blade of the crane's roar slammed into the sand beast like a sea shark's spine.

Countless sand beasts that were close to the range of the blade's attack instantly split in half, sprinkling a rain of blood that stained the entire desert red.

Meng Yang, who was close to five miles away, was standing on top of the overflowing sand dunes at the moment, his eyes unblinking, looking at the scene in front of him.

The sand beasts that flew up from the sky and the dense number of prostrate deserts made him breathe wildly.

Especially looking at Zu Liren, who was like crazy in mid-air, constantly swinging his white sword blade to attack, his eyelids jumped wildly.

Being able to force the Zu Liren in the late stage of Zhenwu to such a crazy state, even if he saw Meng Yang, he couldn't believe it.

The Zuli people besieged by countless sand beasts are as small as if they are facing a lonely boat in the turbulent sea.

The end of the lives of tens of thousands of sand beasts was exchanged for more sand beasts that were constantly attacking the Zuli people.

The stone hammer that stood in the sky, like a cloud and mist, was like the hand of the sky.

Every time it fell, the four wilds shook violently, thundered and roared, setting off countless yellow gravel dancing wildly, falling into the Eight Desolations like bullets.

Meng Yang looked at it extremely carefully, not even letting go of any details.

He found that every time the sand beast lying on the ground flapped its wings, the stone hammer with green smoke would immediately solidify out.

And with the number of sand beasts that flapped their wings, it gradually increased, and the stone hammer that smashed into the Zuli people became bigger and bigger.

Whenever a large area of sand beasts is killed by the dust in the hands of Zu Liren, the power of the stone hammer will be reduced, but the destructive power is still amazing.

At this moment, the Zuli people who are constantly besieged by the sand beasts still have the posture of looking at all things.

Seeing Meng Yang here, a bold idea couldn't help but appear in his mind, causing his eyes to flash fiercely.

"The storage ring of the late Grandmaster Realm of the True Martial Arts, presumably there are a lot of treasures..."

The more the war became, the more anxious Zu Liren became, and the spiritual power in the dantian spiritual sea was unleashed unleashed.

As time passed, the sword attack that was unleashed with the help of the dust magic weapon gradually weakened.

At this moment, he didn't even have time to swallow a spiritual power recovery pill.

Anger filled his heart, and it was even more difficult for him to notice that he had been watching coldly from five miles away, getting closer and closer to him.

"The old man is the ancestor of the Nanli Sect, even if he dies here today, he will pay for your life as a group of beasts..."

"Give me death..."

Meng Yang looked at this scene with a sneer, the more crazy Zu Liren was, the more happy he was in his heart.

Because when people are crazy, it is difficult to notice some abnormalities, such as Meng Yang, who is getting closer and closer to the battle range.

The piano box behind his back had already been put into the storage ring by him, and the embroidered spring knife contained in the piano box was firmly grasped by Meng Yang in his hand, listening to the words of the same death from Zu Li's mouth in a rage, the sneer on the corner of Meng Yang's mouth became even stronger.

The spiritual power blade that had a thousand-meter power before was now less than three hundred meters in power.

And the attack range continued to weaken with the crazy consumption in the ancestral dantian spiritual sea.

And Meng Yang was like a wolf, with cold eyes, hiding in the desert, his eyes unblinking, waiting for the best time.

Zu Liren didn't have time to think about it at all, and the gaze that had been falling on him was nothing.

At this moment, his eyes were red, staring at the sand beasts flying in the sky, and suddenly he kept pointing at his chest, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist.

This blood mist spewed out, and the essence blood contained in it made the dense sand beasts roar wildly.

Zu Liren, who looked sluggish, was not only not afraid, but laughed fiercely, and at the same time as he could not understand the words in his mouth, the blood mist that filled the surroundings suddenly dispersed.

But all the sand beasts that were contaminated by it were imprisoned, and the sun turned into blood and water, splashing on the other sand beasts.

And the other sand beasts almost exploded almost the moment the blood touched their bodies, and they turned into smoke.

Looking down, this scene is extremely appalling.

The circle-shaped blood mist spread like ripples on the surface of the water for thousands of kilometers away, and no sand beast survived so far.

Looking at the blood-stained desert and the rich blood qi that permeated the four airs, Meng Yang, who was five miles away, suddenly felt that in the desert below him, there seemed to be a creature passing through it, drilling in the direction where Zu Liren was.

Under the scan of spiritual sense, there were no less than 100,000, and this was only the direction where Meng Yang was.

The sand beasts in other directions were also attracted by this strong smell of blood at the same time, and they surged away like a tide.

Zu Liren, whose face was blue and his breath was sluggish, took advantage of this gap and jumped out without looking back, fleeing into the distance.

"It's now..."Seeing that Zu Liren was about to escape, the spiritual sea in Meng Yang's body slammed, and the three Xuan Dan moved in unison.

The embroidered spring knife in his hand swept through the wind and clouds with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, and was thrown out by Meng Yang with a low roar.

Boom, boom, back to the mountains and seas, the embroidered spring blade could not be broken through the air, through the five miles of blood mist, and went straight to Zu Liren.

"This is ?..." Zu Liren, who was running away, raised his eyebrows, and a strong crisis prompted him to subconsciously look back.

And this turn of the head, just saw the place that passed, as if separating the space, pushing away the layers of corrugated embroidered spring knife.

As soon as his pupils shrank, Zu Liren's complexion immediately changed greatly, and he didn't even think about it, and immediately patted his hand on the dust.

With a lift of his right hand, like picking up a chicken, he grabbed out the dust spirit beast and threw it in front of him.

A sharp birdsong sounded, but I saw that the spirit beast that was caught by Zu Liren turned into a white crane with a body of ten zhang long, a pointed beak and a phoenix crown, and a snow-white body under the huge bang.

This white crane is the flying spirit beast that the ancestors entered the extraterritorial ruins battlefield before, and they stepped on it.

Jing Hongyun introduced to Meng Yang at that time that this white crane was the dust beast spirit in the hands of Zu Liren.

As a last resort, the Zu Li people would not use the dust beast spirit as a meat shield to resist attacks.

And looking at this, Meng Yang suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart.

can force the Zu Liren to resist with the beast spirit, and in Meng Yang's speculation, I am afraid that this Zu Liren storage ring does not have a superfluous defensive magic weapon.

Compared with his life, the beast spirit that he cherished in the past has now become an ancestral person who can give up the chess pieces at any time, as long as the magic weapon of the dust whisk in his hand is still there, he said that he is catching a stronger spirit beast and refining it into a dust spirit, which will definitely make the dust whisk grade jump higher.

Although Meng Yang had remorse in his heart, the action of the embroidered spring knife rushing towards Zu Liren did not stop.

At the same time, the white crane that was summoned by the Zu Li people, under the injection of the little spiritual power left by the Zu Li people, suddenly raised its head to the sky, opened its mouth and spewed out a white beam of light, and went straight to the nearby embroidered spring knife.

When the white beam of light hit the embroidered spring knife, it slowed down for a moment, but it still couldn't stop the terrifying weight of the embroidered spring knife, and in Zu Liren's widening pupils, it actually directly met the beam and hit the white crane fiercely.

Under the miserable birdsong, the white crane immediately spat blood from its mouth, turned into green smoke with a bang, turned back upside down, and burrowed into the dust.

At the same time that the white crane spat blood, Zu Liren also spit out a mouthful of blood.

Under the powerful weight of the embroidered spring knife, it directly passed through the green smoke turned by the white crane and hit the spiritual cover around Zu Liren.

The huge thrust turned into terrifying pressure in the blink of an eye, and under a circle of diffusing air waves, the spirit shield that hit it instantly shattered.

And Zu Li's body is more like a short-line kite, planted from mid-air and plunged into the desert.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and there was no room for even half a reaction.

And Meng Yang's timing can be described as tricky, just when Zu Liren was about to summon the elixir from the storage ring to swallow, he seized the right opportunity, and when Zu Liren could react, it was too late.

What Zu Liren didn't expect was that there were monks in this vicinity.

With his knowledge, it was almost impossible to guess that this weapon obviously possessed three different spiritual powers, which was obviously a magic weapon refined by a monk, and he only cared about escaping, and he didn't even notice that there was someone nearby, which allowed Meng Yang to seize the opportunity.

What surprised him even more was that the weight of this strange embroidered spring knife was almost terrifying.

That white crane was originally cultivated only in the Ninefold Realm in the late stage of Gongwu, but after four hundred years of cultivation and refining of countless materials, it was promoted to the early stage of True Martial Arts.

But under the blow of the embroidered spring knife, not only the original form was shattered, but even implicated him, who was already seriously injured, and he was even more injured.

What made him even more angry was that this embroidered spring knife chose to attack when he was escaping.

Then it can only show that the person who shot has been around for a long time and has been watching from the sidelines.

If this were a normal time, not to mention that a sneak attack would be successful, it would not be easy to even get closer, and how could it be that you would be seriously injured.

As soon as he thought of this, the Zu Liren who stood up in the desert looked hideous, and the figure who was most likely to sneak attack him suddenly appeared in his heart, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Jing Hongyun, you come out to Lao Tzu, four hundred years ago, you attacked me once, and this time you also attacked me, my ancestor Liren, swear to die with you..."

Looking at the embroidered spring knife that attacked him in mid-air, he suddenly turned his head and flew in one direction, in the roar of Zu Liren, mixed with gloomy and vicious resentment, even if it was Meng Yang, who was hiding his breath in the distance, he couldn't help but feel a faint chill in his heart.

In response to the voice of the Zuli people, there were only sand beasts that kept emerging around them.

He and Jing Hongyun never died, but he killed so many sand beasts, he thought that the sand beasts would never die with him.

Even Meng Yang, who was hiding in the distance, was almost ignored by the sand beasts, ignoring it, and all of them rushed towards the Zuli people.

The spiritual power left in the body is no longer enough for Zu Liren to start a big battle here, except for fleeing for their lives, they are still fleeing for their lives.

Regardless of whether the person who attacked him from a distance was Jing Hongyun or not, Zu Liren didn't have time to pay attention to this.

The roar full of anger in his mouth is just to delay the other party in the final analysis.

Looking at the embroidered spring knife that flew back, Meng Yang's face immediately became gloomy.

Before making a move, he was afraid of revealing his location, and Meng Yang's spiritual sense attached to the embroidered spring knife had been trying his best to control the embroidered spring knife to stagnate in the air.

Unbeknownst to him, a strange energy suddenly appeared around the body of the embroidered spring knife, directly dispelling the spiritual consciousness he controlled.

thought that the embroidered spring knife would leave him, but who would have thought that this embroidered spring knife would return to him by itself.

As if asking him for credit, a strange aura emanated from his whole body that made Meng Yang feel frightened.

It's as if the embroidered spring knife has its own soul!