Chapter 672: The Weakness of the Quicksand Clan

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"The spiritual fruit that Lao Tzu got from the Tianhua Divine Sect Medicine Garden, the elixir. ”

"You've eaten most of it. ”

"If you drop the chain this time, Lao Tzu will definitely taste the taste of dragon broth!"

Seeing the majestic Xiaobai in the sky, Zhao Junyu gritted his teeth and said.

There was a dull ache in my heart.

From the Holy Realm to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it should be said that the amount of spiritual materials and elixirs he scavenged along the way was already very amazing.

But why, can't you save it?

It's not to refine something for my wives and parents from time to time, or to feed Xiaobai, a greedy and lazy dragon.

It even spent a lot on Snow Eagle.

With so many mouths, when will Lao Tzu be able to live a good life for himself? Zhao Junyu scolded secretly.

Hearing the sound of the boss gritting his teeth, Xiaobai's figure shook unconsciously, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:

"Boss, don't worry, I've advanced to the eighth order. ”

"It's equivalent to the merger period of the human race, and it's easy to deal with this old guy. ”

On the surface, he still looks down on Yu Wenxia with a look of looking down on the world.

"Eighth-Order True Dragon!" Yu Wenxia said word by word with his eyes contracted.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in his heart, although he knew that this son was not easy to deal with, but he never expected that this person would have an eighth-order true dragon beast pet.

And he himself is only in the early stages of distraction.

There must be a ghost in this, could it be that some old monster also knows about the things of the Great Rift Valley and sends his disciples to rob it.

Or did someone inside leak the news?

Yu Wenxia would never believe it now, Zhao Junyu's occupation of that spiritual land was purely accidental, and there must be ghosts in it.

However, there was no room for him to think about it.

Xiao Bai let out an earth-shattering roar, and with the flick of the huge and terrifying dragon's tail, streams of golden flames shot out, and pieces of space could be seen shattering.

smashed towards Yuwen Xia.

Hmph! Yuwen Xia spit out a fan-shaped spirit treasure in his mouth, rising against the storm, and then when he opened such a fan, suddenly a majestic and incomparable pillar of light rose into the sky, as soon as this pillar of light came out, an extremely rich coercion spread out, the space trembled violently, and the wind and clouds surged in the air, and this pillar of light seemed to directly pierce the sky.

Xiao Bai's dragon tail slammed into this pillar of light, only to see the mountains shake for a while, and the desert land under his feet cracked.

With a loud bang, Xiaobai's dragon tail was swinged away, and golden sparks splashed everywhere.

"My Heavenly Fan was refined over a period of seventy-seven and forty-nine days with twenty-one extraterritorial rare spiritual materials. ”

"You can attack and defend, even if you are an eighth-order true dragon, you will never be able to bargain under my heavenly fan!"

Yu Wenxia sneered, but he actually didn't have a bottom in his heart.

Although he was about to break through the strength of the middle stage of the merger, he knew that although this eighth-order true dragon was a newcomer, its strength was by no means weaker than him, and it might even be a little stronger.

The true dragon of the other party is a high-level existence among the true spirits of the world, and its combat power far exceeds that of the Terran monks of the same level.

But, as long as you wait to the west, the merging sand beast takes over the guy who wields the gun.

Then the two sides flanked, and I didn't believe that this dragon could not be solved!

Thinking of this, Yu Wenxia's confidence increased greatly.

"Kill this kid for me!" Yu Wenxia shouted at the quicksand clan behind him as he drove the fan to the sky.

The quicksand clansman who was more than ten feet tall in the lead let out an obscure roar.

In the endless black desert behind him, suddenly it was fluffy, and more than a dozen quicksand tribesmen were piled up in place.

The bodies are made of sand, and only a pair of eyes are exposed, which looks terrifying.

The quicksands let out a roar.

Brandishing all kinds of strange spirit soldiers rushed up.

At the same time, the first few quicksand tribesmen opened their hands in unison.

Suddenly, the black sand all over the sky condensed into one attack entity.

The giant fist transformed from the black sand, the sand blade, and the aura overwhelmingly attacked Zhao Junyu and Hu Yuan!

And Hu Yuankai was still looking at Xiaobai in the air with a confused expression.

Is this a real dragon? or an eighth order! He had already begun to doubt his life.

But the attack was already imminent, and Hu Yuankai was frightened, and with one finger of one hand, seven flying swords shot out in all directions, flying like electric snakes in the sky to protect his body.

The black grit and the sword light collided together, splashing everywhere and sparks erupted.

Hey, Zhao Junyu was a little surprised.

This is Hu Yuankai, who is timid, and his strength is not bad.

After all, it is also from the Nether Realm, strength, scheming, all are indispensable.

And he has been able to mix in the city of Forgotten Worries for more than 100 years, and of course he is not a vegetarian.

Hu Yuankai gritted his teeth and sacrificed the True Yuan Light Mask in the black sand to protect his whole body.

At the same time, he is fully focused on controlling the seven flying swords, which will block all the attacks of the quicksand clan in all directions.

On the other side, Zhao Junyu was strolling leisurely, his fists brought up bursts of dragon-like fist strength, shattering the fist power, sword rays, sword waves, etc. that Heisha had conjured.

"Northern Pluto Divine Fist!" Zhao Junyu blasted out with a punch, as if opening the heavens and the earth, and the violent shock wave shattered all the attacks within a hundred zhang in front of him, as well as the body of the quicksand clansmen!

However, in the next moment, the quicksand tribesmen who were beaten and flew everywhere condensed and formed in the distance and killed again.

At the same time, Hu Yuankai also discovered this problem.

His seven flying swords, the sword array formed, finally broke through the attack of the quicksand tribesmen, and strangled their bodies, but in the same next moment, on the black desert in the distance, more quicksand tribesmen were condensed, and they continued to kill.

The more they fought, the more they fought, and in a short time there were already hundreds of quicksand people armed with various weapons, surrounding the two of them.

"Brother Zhao, how can you fight this?"

"Why are there more and more?"

Hu Yuankai shouted in horror, and the cowardice on his face became heavier and heavier.

"Haha, quicksand, as long as there is a desert underfoot. ”

"It's just endless! The more you scatter, they will only reunite more!"

In the high air, Yu Wenxia, who was forced to retreat again and again by Xiao Bai, was frantically infused with mana, and the sky fan emitted pillars of sky-high light, as well as the aura of the sky, desperately resisting the attack of the little white dragon's tail and sharp claws.

Seeing that the quicksand tribe was increasing at his feet, Yuwen Xia laughed.

This quicksand tribe can't be killed, and you're tired to death!

Wait until the sand beast solves the guy who made the gun, and together they take down this true dragon, this eighth-order real dragon is full of treasures!

"Brother Zhao, what the hell should I do!" Hu Yuankai cried with a sad face, if he continued like this, his mana would be gone!

"Idiot, look at the black sand under your feet, is it shrinking?"

Zhao Junyu shouted.

"Where there is no end, they need to keep gathering the black sand under their feet in order to reunite!"

The Quicksand Clan, among the races of the Ten Thousand Worlds, is just an inconspicuous small race.

Zhao Junyu vaguely remembered their weaknesses.

"Attack the black sand on the ground. ”

"Whether it's burning, freezing, or corroding, just let them not be able to collect the black sand on the ground!" Zhao Junyu shouted violently, this endless black sand, if they are allowed to gather sand into an army like this, I am afraid that they will not be able to finish fighting until the true yuan is exhausted.

Hu Yuankai was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at the ground, and sure enough, every quicksand tribe regrouped, and the black sand on the ground was about to shrink slightly.

"I see!" Hu Yuankai's confidence increased.

"I'm QNMLGB!" his true yuan was consumed too much, and he was holding back the fire in his heart.

While controlling the flying sword, he threw a dozen green balls.

Bang bang bang on the ground, a strong corrosive green liquor, spread on the black sand, and the sizzle began to emit foul green smoke.

A large area of black sand suddenly turned into puffs of green smoke.

Sure enough, the regrouping speed of the quicksand tribe has slowed down considerably.

High in the air, Yu Wenxia looked incredulous.

This kid, where did he know the weakness of the quicksand clan?

(End of chapter)

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