The term "man" is not a derogatory term for it, nor is it a positive one.

In the eyes of these old creatures, all titles are just titles, and the names of insects, birds, and beasts can also be applied to them.

These are all things that Wu Xian Buddha told me, but there is one more .......

The old ones don't care about the name, at least the sand body is, but when talking to it, you must maintain the awe that belongs to the future generations.

After I said those few words, the voice that came out of my head just disappeared.

It only seemed to come up to ask these few words, and didn't communicate with me much, and of course, I don't think I had to communicate much with it.

Too much talk can make you lose it all.

This applies just as well to dealing with creatures of the old days.

Their thinking logic is different from that of later generations, and not every monster can get along as well as Beigong and the brain monster.

If you don't say the right thing, it's normal for this big brother to turn his face instantly.

"Old Shen!! You should be fine, right?! Can you control it?! Fang Shiliang hurriedly shouted at me, and his voice seemed to be trembling: "What's wrong with your body?!" ”

"I'm fine!" I replied, but I could only open my mouth to speak, and I couldn't turn my head to look at them.

In fact, it's not that you can't, it's that you don't dare

I knew what the hell I was like now, the yellow sand was flowing out of my nose like a nosebleed, and the same was true of the wounds on my two arms, and the fine pieces of yellow sand kept flowing out, as thick as liquid.

In this case, if Fang Shiliang found out that I was so unbearable, maybe he would worry more about me......

At this time, the situation in the field has been controlled by the sand-bodyed, which is no exaggeration.

Whether it was the Divine Son who was restrained by Fang Shiliang and them, or the remains of the Divine Fetus that almost killed me earlier, they all didn't move.

The most intuitive thing is the monster in front of me.

By this time, it had not dared to come close to me, nor did it dare to retreat at will, its body trembling uncontrollably, and that substantial fear had penetrated from it.

This situation was unexpected, because in my opinion, the Sand Body and the Black Robe King were monsters of the same level, and no one was afraid of anyone between them, and no one was convinced of anyone.

The monster in front of me is behaving so much....... But also, it's just an incomplete doppelganger of the black-robed king, similar to a baby who has just come out of its mother's womb.

It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but I think they are still afraid.

The blue-and-white stars in the sky were dimming, and the wind was getting louder.

I stood still, patiently waiting....... Wu Immortal Buddha said that when I truly borrow the power of the Sand Body Person, my physical body will ......

"It's finished?"

My eyes widened, and I only felt that my arms were sore, especially in the wound circle, as if there were thousands of ants crawling on it, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable.

With the appearance of this phenomenon, the first thing to stop is the yellow sand that flows out of the wound, and then the skin and flesh rolled on both sides of the wound become moist, red, and gradually return to a normal state.

I have to say that I was quite excited to feel this new change, but soon I felt that something was wrong.

Not sure why.

I can't hear my own heartbeat anymore.

It was as if my heartbeat had stopped, not to mention the sound of a heartbeat, and there was no sign of beating, and when I raised my hand and touched the pulse twice, I found that I even had a stopped pulse.

This....... What's going on?!

Could it be that he is dead?!

But don't I live a decent life now?! What the is this.......

Before I could figure it out, my limbs moved on their own, and almost instantly, I was a manipulative marionette, rushing towards the monster with a comical but agile movement.

Anyone who looks at me will think that my movements are uncoordinated, as if I am writhing around, as if I am mentally ill, dancing and running forward.

But it's this ridiculous and weird action, but it's inexplicably fast!

In less than two seconds, I found myself in front of the monster.

When the monster found me coming, he couldn't help but get nervous, opened all its mouths, and howled wildly, but retreated uncontrollably.

By this time, my right hand had been raised, and it was as if I were grasping something.

I put my hand right into one of the monster's mouths, and before it could run backwards, I pulled the tongue off its mouth with a sharp tug.

In the process, I didn't feel the slightest hindrance, it was as easy as grabbing a piece of bread.

The monster should have felt pain, probably not ordinary pain, and screamed with a desperate scream, and the tone of pain became a little distorted.

At the same time, "I" launched a further attack.

didn't choose the opponent's vital point, so he found a piece nearby that looked pleasing to the eye, and smashed it with a straight punch.

Perhaps in the eyes of the Sandboon, such a monster has no vital damage at all, because in its opinion, this thing is full of vital points, and it has the same effect wherever it hits.

The fist was like a red-hot soldering iron touching butter, and it was embedded in the monster's flesh smoothly, sinking nearly half a meter deep.

By the time "I" withdrew my fist, my arm was covered with an unknown fishy liquid.

Unlike before, under the protection of the sand-bodied people, these liquids are not harmful to me at all, not even my flesh can be broken, and they are as harmless as mineral water.

The monster is a little unbearable, I can see that.

The pit that had been smashed by "me" with his fist showed no signs of recovery at all, and more and more dark green pus began to flow out, like its blood, and it couldn't stop flowing out of the wound.

Punch after punch.......

In just a few tens of seconds, there were more than a dozen half-meter-deep holes in the body of this monster, and none of them could be restored, all of them maintained a state of "bleeding nonstop", rapidly reducing the vitality of this monster.

When this monster was unilaterally abused by the Sandboon, there were also signs of improvement on the Beigong side.

The Divine Son, who was still struggling before, seemed to have lost all his strength at this moment, and he was paralyzed and let Fang Shiliang and them press.

I didn't see all this, it was Fang Shiliang who was broadcasting me live from beginning to end.

"Old Shen, you're awesome!" Fang Shiliang shouted happily: "It seems that we are not far from victory!" Keep it up! We'll ....... in a moment Hey, didn't I say, what are you afraid of Beigong? Lao Shen won't eat you, we're all our own people! ”

When I heard Fang Shiliang say this, I couldn't help but laugh, the reality is really good, and it can make us breathe a sigh of relief.

But is it really that easy?

In addition to being relaxed, I was also constantly thinking in my head, according to the old way of doing things, they don't like to fight uncertain battles.....

After preparing for so long, I tossed all the clones of the black-robed king...... Can you really break it so easily?

Just as I was pondering these things, all of a sudden, I noticed that my body was lit up.

No, it doesn't seem like it's me, it's the whole mountain forest....... Everything I can see is shining!!

I didn't dare to think about it, I looked up suddenly, and saw that the sky was full of blue-white starlight, and the yellow sand swept by the wind that had previously covered the sky was gone, and disappeared silently.

"Take off your mask."

A barely familiar voice sounded leisurely in the sky.

At the same time, the monster that was beaten by "me" and covered with holes all over its body also dried up without warning.

It's like a deflated balloon, almost deflated in just a few seconds, and it looks like a carpet when it slumps on the ground, and the contrast between the front and back is extremely large.

Damn, isn't this the voice of the black-robed king?!

"I said, take off your mask."

Hearing the voice repeat again, I swallowed my saliva, and I wanted to reply to it, but now that I have the help of the Sandy Body, I better not talk too much, and let it handle everything.

Immortals fight, I'm a mortal...... Let's watch the play.......

"I" didn't respond, didn't make any movements, just stood motionless.

Just as I was about to take a few steps back and help the Sandman phrase it, "I" suddenly spoke.

The voice that speaks is me, but the person who speaks is not me.

"All things will be in the dust of all things......."

"The Black Star you're looking forward to....... Never Rise ......."

"....... in the Deep Sky Sea of Stars"

"I am the only one who will endure forever."