"—Burial ——!"

As Zhao Li's last word shouted, the scene changed again.

The ground, which was shaking violently, suddenly calmed down.

But, in the horrified eyes of all...

Boom...

A loud noise sounded in the forest, no, this is no longer a "forest", but a small desert, in which all vegetation has been buried in the earthquake and sand.

I saw those fine soft gravel, like a high wall, slowly rising from the edge of the entire "desert" - if you take aerial photography from higher in the sky, it is a bit like witnessing the rapid construction of a circular stadium.

The rise speed of this fine sand wall is very fast, but in an instant, it stretches to a height of dozens of zhang, much higher than the wall of Changping City in the distance, sealing an area of hundreds of square meters like a well.

The Drunken Sword Immortal was unmoved and looked at Zhao Li.

At this time, the Drunken Sword Immortal let go of the sword mark in his hand, and did not turn around and run away - others could escape from this area, but he couldn't go, and the Roshan Demon had been staring at him closely.

And who is he?

He is a rare opponent in the world, and he has slashed countless demon souls under the sword, and he has never turned his back on a demon.

The drunken sword fairy stretched out his hand, lifted his wine gourd from his waist, pulled out the plug, and under the siege of this "sand waterfall burial", he drank heavily and sang loudly:

"The wine is strong,

Drunkenness,

Drink and get drunk together!

Zhao Li's eyes were cold, and he pressed his hands on the ground to exert his strength again.

I saw a huge, thick, and towering sand wall, violently rioting, and all sides surrounded the drunken sword fairy in the middle, and the momentum was compelling, like a stormy wave!

Boom! Boom!

In the loud rumbling sound, the four sand walls were enclosed, and what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a thick, towering pillar of sand, and then everything was not over...

Rumble!

The thick pillars of sand burst out and squeezed towards the ground, forming a bulging dune.

And Zhao Li, the big Roshan, was also drenched in the sand waterfall that fell from the sky, like a monster carved in sand.

It's been a long time...

The people present, whether they were heroes or cultivators, were completely stunned.

The power of such spells... It's unimaginable.

"What about the Drunken Sword Immortal?"

Finally, someone was bold and asked in a whisper.

"The immortals are dead, run!"

More people don't dare to turn back anymore and just turn around and run.

Motionless, like a sand sculpture, Zhao Li, who can be referred to as "sand sculpture", still maintained the posture of supporting the ground with his hands and slowly opened his eyes.

However, the sand sculpture monster Zhao Li didn't pay attention to the rookies who ran away at all, but stared at the big sandbag in front of him.

The battle is far from over, and the other party is one of the most powerful people in the entire human world.

I saw that the big sandbag in Zhao Li's eyes was shaking violently, and the sand and gravel continued to roll down the slope.

It's like using a pot lid to cover a ferocious beast.

Zhao Li is trying to use the power of sand to suppress it.

However, I saw that one by one the bulges protruded on the sandbags, which were constantly suppressed, and then bulged again...

It was like this.

Finally—

Rumble!!!

The entire sandbag was overturned like a pressure cooker exploding, and countless pieces of yellow sand were thrown into the sky.

I saw a human figure emerge from the yellow sand pit, and when I saw the wind, it rose, and it swelled out, but in the blink of an eye, it grew to about ten meters, which was a head taller than Zhao Li, the 7 or 8 meter tall Roshan monster.

Of course, this figure is definitely not a deformed muscle monster, it is just a slightly bloated, somewhat fat-like humanoid, vaguely seems to have a big beer belly, and it can't see the physiognomy and clothing - forget to mention, this is not a real human body, but a humanoid built of pure, rich white mist!

At the same time, a strong and mellow smell of wine permeated the audience...

"Demon, you should taste the poor "Dionysian curse"!"

The huge humanoid form made of thick white mist opened its large, blurred mouth and let out the voice of a drunken sword immortal!

The Dionysian curse is not the orthodox spell of Shushan, but the power is not much better than the most secret swordsmanship in Shushan - this is a stunning drunken sword fairy, using wine to eliminate sorrows, and the super powerful spell deduced from the wine!

It's just that although this "Dionysian Curse" has great power, every time it is released, it will cause great and irreversible damage to the body, even if it is as strong as a drunken sword immortal, after creating this move, it is not the last moment of life and death, and it is not the last moment of life and death, and it is not dared to use it lightly.

"Roaring ——!"

Zhao Li moved suddenly, shook off the gravel all over his body, let out a furious roar, and rushed towards the huge white mist humanoid.

Insert a sentence here, if Zhao Li is in the current form of Da Roshan, he can make human voices, but why does he want to let out a beast-like roar?

The reason is very simple, this is more emotional.

In short, Zhao Li, who roared like a beast, rushed to the "Bacchus" composed of white mist, and his six-meter-long arms were like two iron cables, hugging the target fiercely, and the big mouth that occupied the front of the entire chest and abdomen opened to the limit, and gnawed over!

By the way, I would like to mention again that due to the excellent application of the hard walnut earth spirit bead, Zhao Li felt that his newly evolved "spiral drill tooth" was very easy to use, and now it has been logically continued.

In addition, it is strange to say that this "Bacchus" is obviously condensed by white mist, and it looks like it is still surging and rolling, but when Zhao Li's body touches it, it is as strong as an entity.

Boom!

Zhao Li's high-speed rotating auger teeth were as deadly as the sharp teeth of a carnivorous beast, and he bit the entire chest of the "Bacchus" fiercely, only to hear a bang, and a huge white mist erupted - this is not a real human body, and there will be no blood spurted out.

On the field, a large area of mist was instantly formed, enveloping the god of wine and the beast Zhao Li.

"What a good wine!"

This was Zhao Li's first reaction that flashed through his mind.

The thick white mist that he bit and ate in a big gulp was much thicker and mellower than any Moutai and Wuliangye he had drunk.

"Damn!"

Immediately, Zhao Li almost shouted, these wine-flavored white mist, melted in the mouth, all of them were extremely pure spiritual power!

Suddenly, Zhao Li gnawed and sucked greedily.

The "Bacchus" didn't have specific facial features on his face, let alone any expression of pain and fear, he just raised his hand and slapped it on Zhao Li's head.