"Of course, the Yin Yang River can take you anywhere, of course, if something goes wrong, you may go to the underworld, you have to think about it." Kunlun God Lu Wu said this, dispelling the idea of going home through the Yin Yang River.

Mo Wuwen finally understood why Tong Yunye's household could be transferred from Kunlun Mountain, thousands of miles away, to Longming Mountain in a blink of an eye, because it was moved through the Yin Yang River, but he didn't understand how the Yin Yang River was a river and could move the corpse to the mountain.

Before Mo Wuwen could figure it out, Li Rongho rolled down the window and stuck out his head and shouted at him, "Wuwen, let them send us directly to the junction of the Qimantag Desert and the Chekrik Grassland, and there is not much gasoline left in the tank." ”

The sand chief threw some bark to each of them, and pointed the green phoenix in his hand against the sand wall, and the green mangs rose from the yellow sand and spun like a fan to create a big whirlpool, and the patriarch said to them, "Follow me." He swam forward in the sand like a fish, and the car that stopped moving quickly through the sand was also fast.

By the time the car appeared on the surface of the desert, the Cherikri steppe in early autumn was full of verdant grass as far as the eye could see.

"It's good to be free!" Li Xiaomai lay on the grassland, smelling the grass and smelling more fragrant than any flower.

"I'm hungry." Although the bark is full of hunger, Li Xiaohe has not eaten for so long, but he is hungry.

"Let's go, let's get in the car, there may be a shop on the shore of Lake Gaskule." Lee Young-ho jumped into the car and started, saying, "But I don't know if this oil can drive out of the grassland."

"Look at the convoy coming over from the other side of the grassland." Li Xiaomai pointed to the faintly visible black dots moving towards them in the distance.

As the convoy got closer, the silhouette could be seen clearly. The little monk suddenly screamed, "Run back, that's Nan Xianyue's convoy!" ”

Lee Young-ho hurriedly turned around and drove towards the desert, and Nan Xianyue's convoy also followed closely. Shots rang out, and bullets flew towards their car and whizzed past the window.

Finally, their car drove into the desert, and the yellow sand was so long that they just drove in the direction of the deep desert, with no destination.

"The oil is running out." Lee Young-ho watched the fuel level alarm light turn red, but the convoy behind still followed them relentlessly, and gunshots were heard from time to time.

Suddenly, sand people appeared in the sand in front of them, pointing to the bushes on the left and shouting at them, "Stop there, people follow me!" ”

Everyone quickly jumped out of the car, took the bark thrown by the sandmen and began to chew, and the sand began to spin into a whirlpool, and they gradually fell into the sand, and the sandman led the sand through the sand.

The rest of the sandfolk raised their spears in the sand and ran towards Nan Xianyue's convoy, and with a pop the spears pierced the rear tires of the car, which spun around in the sand. Before the sand people had time to celebrate, the sound of suddenness sounded, and the sand people cruising in the shallow layer of the sand were injured and the blood stained the desert.

Moreover, the people who came down from the convoy seemed to have come prepared for the sandmen, and they also held sharp spears in their hands, and they poked down when they saw the sand dunes surging. The sandmen suffered heavy casualties and abandoned the attack convoy and retreated to the underground city.

"There must be a traitor between us, otherwise, how can they know about it as soon as you appear in the grassland, and they know us sand people so well." The sand tribe chief and Mo Wuwen who had just come to the underground city said.

"No accident, they are fully armed and will attack the dungeon soon, patriarch, you let the old and young women and children evacuate to a safe place first, I have a way here." Mo Wuwen shook the demon refining pot in his hand.

"But Heavenly Master, this pot is too powerful, will it destroy the dungeon?" The Sand Chiefs were a little worried.

"I'll try my best to control the power of the Demon Refining Pot, their goal is not just for us, according to the injured sandmen, they specially prepared a sharp spear to pierce the sand, which is a weapon specifically aimed at you sandmen." The end of the silence reminded the sand chief.

"Inform all sand people detachments to withdraw to the bottom of the desert to monitor the enemy's movements, and don't easily go up to the surface of the desert, they have guns." The sand chief carefully admonished the sand people.

The entire dungeon was ready for battle, and countless sand dunes piled up on the roads hindered the advance of enemy cars. The sandmen took out their usual hunting bows and arrows and hid them in the houses on both sides of the road, watching through the dark windows.

"Patriarch~~~" The sandmen who withdrew from the ground hurriedly ran to the patriarch, panting but happy, "Patriarch, the enemy retreated, and the convoy all fled from the desert. ”

"Stay in the desert and continue to observe, and don't take it lightly. You go to the southeast of the desert to garrison, you go to the northwest of the desert to watch, you ..............." the sand chief instructed the sand people how to behave.

"I don't think they're running away." Mo Wuwen felt that it was too strange for Nan Xianyue to give up so easily.

"There's nothing to worry about, who can defeat us sand people in the desert." The sand chief said proudly.

"It's better to be careful."

"I won't tell you to go down and let everyone pay attention, Heavenly Master, I'll send you up again, and the car won't be damaged in the bushes. We've got some gasoline to store for you to bring with you, so you can drive to Gascule Lake. The chief of the sand people talked to Mo Wuwen and asked the sand people to fetch gasoline.

There was a loud bang, and a car suddenly rushed out of the whirlpool not far away, and a car with a triangular vertebra like an icebreaker at the front end of the car rushed into the sandpile, and when it rushed into the sand, the sand pile was quickly washed away, and the sand quickly spilled to the sides of the road, and the car as huge as an armored car was able to continue to move forward.

Seeing the car continuing to move towards the main hall, the sand chief hurriedly said to everyone, "You go to the main hall to protect the green phoenix." ”

"Patriarch, you—" The sandfolk refused to leave fearing for the safety of the patriarch.

"You all go in, and leave it to me and the patriarch here." Mo Wuwen, who was holding the demon refining pot, stood beside the patriarch.

The car slowly stopped more than ten meters away from them, and the first person to step out of the car was actually a man dressed as a sandman, accompanied by an attendant with a gun.

"It turned out that you bastard lured the wolf into the house." The Sand Chief, pointing at the Sand Traitor who was at the forefront, scolded.

"Patriarch, you are old. It's good for our young people to take care of the affairs of the sand people, and it is better for Mrs. Nan to let us be the masters of Kunlun Mountain than to live under the desert. The sand traitor kept going.

"You, you, you......" The sand people were so angry that they couldn't speak.

"What are you, as of yesterday, you didn't think the same as us, you let this demon Dao be bewitched, what Heavenly Master is a liar who came to steal Qingfeng Phoenix!" The traitor of the sandmen pointed at Mo Wuwen and shouted.

"You, you, get out of here!"

"Patriarch, give me the green phoenix and we'll leave, but we have to take this demon path away. I'm tired of the boring life on the sandy bottom, and I want to lead the sandfolk to enjoy life! The traitor motioned to his sword-wielding retinue to arrest Mowuwen, and he himself took a gun from his pocket and walked towards the chief.

The sand leader kicked the yellow sand, and shot at the sand traitors who came over, jumped up and quickly fell into the sand. And the sand traitor shook off the sand with his sleeve and shot at the yellow sand.

And Mo Wuwen was ready to roll to the right before he approached, and the demon refining pot knocked on the sand only to see the yellow sand leaking into the pot like flowing water, and the two gun-wielding people slipped on the soles of their feet and fell to the ground unsteadily.

The traitor of the sandmen saw that the situation was wrong, and he just shot at the end of the ignorance. Mo Wuwen raised the demon refining pot in his right hand, and the sand rushed towards him like water, and he was rushed out a few meters away in an instant.

The traitor of the sand people hurriedly got up and ran into the car with the other people and drove towards Mo Wuwen, who aimed the demon refining pot at the car in time, and the yellow sand sprayed out forced the car back again.

Seeing that they could not take advantage, the sand traitor turned the car and rushed straight to the main hall gate, and after the boom, the gate was slammed open, and the bullets swept through the sand in front of the crowd, and the entourage pointed their guns at the crowd.

"If you chase them again, I'll kill them all." The sand people traitor said to Mo Wuwen who was chasing after him, but his eyes were fixed on the blue phoenix enshrined in the main hall.

The sand people in the main hall immediately fled into the sand, only He Tiankun and a few of them hid behind the pillars under the tables and chairs. The little monk tried to escape into the sand many times but failed, only to fall into the sand and become a conspicuous target in the empty hall.

Facing the muzzle of the gun pointed at him by the traitor of the Shamin, the little monk trembled and waved his hands and said, "Don't, don't shoot..."

"Go get me the green phoenix." The traitor continued to point his gun at him, nodding his head in the direction of celadon.

"I can't pull my leg out." The little monk tried to move his legs, but his legs were indeed as steady as a stake, and he hurriedly explained.

"Get him out of the sand for me!" The traitor of the sandfolk roared viciously.

At this moment, suddenly the little monk felt that someone at the bottom of the sand was pulling his feet hard, and he was immediately dragged into the bottom of the sand. Seeing the little monk in front of him suddenly disappear, the sand man traitor fired several shots at the little monk's sinking sand in a panic.

Mo Wuwen sprayed the sand in the demon refining pot at the same time as the sandfolk opened fire, and the sandfolk traitor and his retinue were knocked to the ground, and the sandfols who emerged from the bottom of the sand instantly restrained them.

"Tie them all up and throw them into the Yin Yin River, life and death." The sand chief came out of the soil and commanded the sand people.

When the Sand Folk went to tie up the retinue of the two Sand People traitors, suddenly the skins of the Sand People were deflated, and wisps of gray smoke floated out of their bodies.

"Demon!" Mo Wuwen immediately pointed the demon refining pot in his hand at the demon, but it was too late for the demon to fly in the direction of the Yin Yang River.

Seeing that the person in front of him became mummy-like, the sand chief looked at Mo Wuwen in a little shock, "Heavenly Master, who is the demon?" ”

"I can't understand for a while, these are people whose bodies are occupied by demons, and the wisps of gray smoke that escaped are demons. Patriarch, please save your bodies first, and wait until you find their souls and let them return to their places. Mo Wuwen beckoned the little monk to come over and let him explain to the patriarch in detail.

"Master, what now?" Li Xiaomai looked at the messy hall and asked.