It turned out to be a group of strange birds sucking the blood of beasts, Dole made a vomiting motion in disgust, I really don't want to stay here anymore, and I don't want to deal with the weirdness here, what does this have to do with me, at this moment there is only one thought to solve these sand warriors as soon as possible to escape from this place.

The figure rotated like the wind, and there was no more conservative whole body exercises, and the rotation of the whole body was quickly condensed at the dantian, and the divine whip wielded in the crackling sound pulled out countless sharp wind blades, and smashed into the sand warriors who were holding the sand axe high again from all sides, and the sand man wielded the sharp axe to block several rounds of attacks, and could no longer resist the violent attack that poured the 'spiritual power of the wind', and the body that solidified like a hard stone collapsed after the wind blade cut through the armor, and fell to the ground and dissolved into sand again into the desert under his feet.

After Dorr had finished dealing with the sandmen, he turned around again and ran out of the city without looking back, croaking and croaking in disgust again behind him, and the strange bird that had sucked the horse's blood became even more excited. Countless piles of sand appeared in all directions, and then dozens of fierce sand warriors leaped out from under the piles, holding sand axes in their hands, and surrounded Dole in the middle.

Dole suddenly felt that he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't pull it out, how many monsters are buried under this yellow sand, as long as this strange bird chirps, it will come out, thinking of this, this group of strange birds is the summoner. Looking back at the group of strange birds that flew back to the wall, he skimmed his nose, these guys were annoying enough, it was better to kill them first. The sand turned man has no vitality or even a brain, and when the summoner dies, it is like having no brain, and naturally a headless fly doesn't know what to do.

The decision was made. Twisting his head seemingly indifferently. In fact, I was observing the best path to raid the strange birds. Finally chose the way, and the figure was about to rise from the ground, when suddenly there was another sound outside the city gate.

A rush of horses' hooves came from the gate where Dole had entered, and a group of desert cavalry rode their horses through the city gate and galloped straight towards the center of the city, and finally ran to Dole and the group of sand warriors and stopped their horses' hooves, still the same desert cavalry that had been tracking along the way. Why is this group of difficult enemies here again at this juncture! I have to deal with the sandmen and the desert cavalry, and I don't have three heads and six arms, so why don't I die in this deserted castle today? Dorr saw that he was bitter in his eyes, and he really regretted that he didn't bring the fish and beast brothers from Tidal Village.

The group of strange birds standing on the wall chirped again, tossed their wings and flew into the sky, and finally merged together as if by magic, merging into a huge strange bird, a big bird shaped like a crow, spreading its wings and gliding towards the towering and huge palace in front of the square, leaving only this group of 'people' facing each other on the street.

Facing Dole, who was surrounded by the Sand Warriors, the galloping desert cavalry did not immediately attack, as if they were afraid of the strength of the Sand Men and perhaps something else. Dol turned his little eyes to observe the situation in front of him, weren't they also in a group!

Rumble. A storm mixed with black sand roared out from the palace at the far end of the square, and in the blink of an eye, it had already come to the group of people facing each other, the wind and sand swept over everyone's heads, and the speed was furious All the confrontation people didn't have time to react, and the fierce desert cavalry only shouted and subconsciously closed their eyes, and the color of extreme fear covered their faces, as if they had met the most feared power in this life. Even if Dorr had the consciousness of a 'prophet', he could only barely dodge with his hands on his head, and the only thing that did not change was the group of sandmen, who still stood indifferently with their sand axes in their hands.

The black sand struck and floated in the air, and finally it spun into a huge human head, a human head condensed by the black sand, a deep sunken beard, and sharp and gloomy green eyes. Quack, the huge strange bird also flew out of the palace with a chirp, and finally flew to the human head and stood in the air with its wings vibrating. What's going on? Dole was dumbfounded again, and it didn't look like the situation was all directed at him, otherwise the sandstorm would have buried himself directly.

"Sand King, we are imperial cavalry, trespassing on the castle just because this kid is hiding the desert elves wanted by the Holy Lord, for the sake of me being under the command of the Holy Lord, I ask the Sand King to open the net, I will catch this kid and leave immediately, and no longer disturb the Sand King's recuperation." The demon cultivator at the head clasped his hands together, and looked at the floating human head with respect, although the same face was full of fear but he supported himself, it seemed that the human head made of black sand was the real ruler of this castle.

"I only have a covenant with the devil, when did I become under the command of your Holy Lord?" A majestic and cold voice came from the mouth of the giant.

"The covenant is that the sandman clan will always be one family with the Demon Sect, advancing and retreating together, and the eighteen different races in the desert will raise the Demon Sect Holy Lord as the leader of the alliance, and it will never be violated, regardless of whether the demon is present or not." The demon cultivator said tremblingly, although he was reasonable, he still had no confidence.

"Hahaha, the nameless rats dare to propose any covenant to me, the trespasser of the castle is my prey, this is my covenant with the devil."

The violent laughter echoed in the desolate castle, and the Sand King's huge mouth suddenly opened wide in the wild laughter, and a huge and empty black hole inside the giant mouth shot out of the hole, swift and without warning, like long tongues in the giant mouth. The cavalry on the horse was still trembling in the violent laughter, and was already unconscious and tightly entangled by the sand line that spit out, and the giant mouth shook slightly, and the cavalry and the demon cultivator were like a leaf in the wind being swept into the hollow in the giant mouth, and there was no room for resistance and struggle.

Grunt, grunt, a strange sound came from inside the giant mouth, and then a complete white skeleton spat out of the hollow and fell silently into the yellow sand beneath his feet. Dole was dumbfounded, his hair almost stood on end in horror, and the cavalry even swallowed the blood of the belt into the hollow, could it be that the dead bones in this castle were spit out by this giant mouth, how many living people did this giant mouth eat.

The conversation between the demon cultivator and the sand king, Dore naturally didn't understand, but this group of cavalry inexplicably ran in to send him to death, Dole was shocked and felt funny, funny and funny and began to run out of the city, after eating the cavalry, the next thing is himself, this way of death is terrifying, he doesn't want to leave a skeleton like this and be buried in the yellow sand.

Hot wheels are born again under your feet. All the strength of the body is used in these legs. Whooshing like a loach slipped through the sandmen in front of him. The fast group of sand warriors didn't even have time to raise their sand axes, and they rushed out of the encirclement in an instant. Bang, a line of sand shot out from the big mouth again, and shot away at the running figure.

The feeling of the 'prophet' felt the attack of power again, and the demon cultivator who was about the same strength as himself was eaten by the giant mouth without any resistance, and the normal resistance could only be an itch, and Dole secretly complained that he was still targeted by this giant mouth. The moment the sand line spat out of the hollow, one hand quickly reached into his arms. The magic crystal was clenched in his hand, and the demonic qi was rapidly circulating in his body.

Turning around, his fist smashed heavily towards the sand line that shot in, and the black light and black qi poured out in the blood-colored remnant sun, and the dusty magic power burst out. Boom, the sand line was smashed back, as if encountering a more terrifying and dark force, Teng retracted into the void.

"You, you, who are you?"

The furious voice trembled, and doubt and fear echoed in the air. Dole could understand what he said.

'I, I. Am I just a pirate! Dole muttered, wondering how he could smash his punch out, and the fear had become the other party, and his own strength was not so strong.

Boom, another sandstorm erupted from the giant mouth, ouch, Dole was instantly scraped down by the sandstorm on the sand and rolled over a few times, and the giant mouth floating in the sky was heavy, and shouted:

"Boy, who are you, tell me quickly, or I'll eat you right away."

The shouts roared like thunder in his ears, and Dole lay on the ground trembling and didn't know how to answer, saying that he was a pirate! This power is really powerful enough, although the body looks thin, but when it grows so big, there is really no wind that can blow it down, and it rolls a few times in a row.

"Lang Jun, let me out" The package tied on the back actually jumped, and the elf in the earthen pot actually whispered anxiously in the package, "Why are you letting you out, you don't even have exercises" Dol was silent angrily, and it was a lot of trouble to let you out.

"Lang Jun, let me out quickly, otherwise you will really die" The elf was even more urgent, and his voice was like a cannon. Dole was so urged that he couldn't pull the slipknot on his chest, and the earthen pot horcrux wrapped around the ground rolled out, and finally swayed to its feet. Seeing that the kid was silent, the furious Sand King had no patience anymore, and his huge mouth opened again.

'Open the Sesame Door' Dole read quickly, boom, the green gas erupted like a volcano, instead of the previous fluttering and leisurely, the elf inside didn't know how anxious, the green gas quickly rotated twice and finally transformed into a bewitching human form.

"Sand King, you can't eat him." The elf shouted loudly.

The giant mouth opened blankly, and the sharp green eyes squinted at the elf floating on the earthen pot, and then said lightly:

"Elena the Demon Elf."

"Yes, I'm Elf Elena, the daughter of the patriarch Dida." The elf straightened his chest and replied proudly, perhaps because he was too excited, and his towering breasts rose and fell.

"Sand King, you have already felt the power of the demon, because he is the only heir to the mantle of the demon." The elf pointed to Dole, who was still lying on the ground, and continued.

Dole lay on the ground with one eyelid and kept spinning, this little elf is getting more and more flickering, do you get the true inheritance of my Dole! When did I become the heir of the devil, and I never thought about becoming the heir of the devil.

"The demon was sealed in the 'Strait of Death' five hundred years ago, how old is this kid?" The Sand King continued to speak lightly, his eyes full of disbelief, although this kid was a little eccentric.

"Lang Jun, quickly stand up and show him the magic crystal in your hand." The elf looked at Dole.

'Oh' Dol muttered and slowly stood up, it seems that the elf and this sand king know each other, maybe it's still some old acquaintance, and now the little life is in the hands of others, only obedient. Standing up, his palms spread, and the magic crystal lay quietly in his hands.

The dark green eyes stared at Dole's palm quietly, a black stone, the slanting sun shimmered with a faint black luster, and there was a faint black air flow under the crystal transparent luster, the black light and black gas that burst out from between the five fingers of this kid, the dark power of extreme soul devouring, could it be that this spar burst out!

"This is the magic crystal that condenses the magic power of the demon Tongtian, he has the magic crystal, do you say that he is the heir of the mantle of the devil!" The elf continued.

The dark green eyes squinted at the strange bird next to him, and the strange bird vibrated its wings and was about to fly towards the outstretched palm.

"It's useless, the soul energy of the magic crystal has dissolved into his bloodline, and it has reached the point of mutual induction, only he can stimulate the power contained in the magic crystal." How could this slight movement escape the eyes of the elves, and the elves didn't know the thoughts of the sand king.

"Hey, how did you get the Magic Crystal?" The Sand King seemed to have given up his efforts, acknowledging the present facts, and asked Dole with a helpless sigh.

"When the Demon Palace opened, I got in, and then I got this stone."

Dole spread out a very indifferent look with his hands, as if this magic crystal was picked up on the street, but just a few words of understatement, the sand king was dumbfounded when he heard it, and his eyes widened, the monster that all the cultivators in the world dream of fighting for was obtained by this kid so easily, is it really destined by God, fate.

"Lang Jun, let's go."

The elf blinked and urged Dole softly with beautiful eyes, and Dole came back to his senses at once, and if he didn't leave at this time, he would not be able to go! He picked up the earthen pot on the ground and placed it in his arms, and the elf wrapped its slender arms around Dole's neck. He jumped up and landed firmly on a handsome horse, and with his legs between his legs, the horse spread its hooves and galloped towards the outside of the city, swinging a patch of yellow sand.

"Boy, what's your name?" The thunderous sound sounded behind again.

"My name is Dole." Without looking back, Dore rushed out of the city gate like a gust of wind.

There was another exuberant and disgusting cry in the castle, mixed with countless terrible horse chirps, dozens of horses fell in a pool of blood, and the giant birds split into a large flock of small birds, flapping their wings and frantically sucking blood. The sand king finished eating human flesh and human blood, and the inferior beast blood was left for the slaves around him.

The horses galloped through the desert, and Dole kept slapping the horses' buttocks, wishing that they would be 108,000 miles away in the blink of an eye, and that they would never see this hellish castle again. Bumping in Dole's arms, the elf Elena hugged Dole's neck tightly, the fragrant pink little face was close to his bronzed face, and the towering crisp breasts kept colliding with his chest, although it was so illusory and empty, but the fragrance permeated the nose, and after gradually becoming safe, Dole couldn't help but start to feel excited.

How nice it would be if the elf could become a real human body, a ridiculous and lustful idea suddenly came to mind.

The sun finally sank into the horizon, a full moon gradually climbed the mountain, and the stars hung all over the sky. The galloping horse's hooves finally stopped, and Dole turned over and dismounted and placed the earthen jar in his arms on the sand, and when Dole bent down, the elf had already let go of his clenched hand.

Put down the elf Dore and take off the water bladder on the horse's belly, and most of the bag of Dole ** pulled out the cap, raised his head and poured water into his belly, and when Dole finished resting, the elf complained and said: (To be continued......)