The area around Wuyue Mountain used to be a grassland with fertile land and beautiful water, but since 500 years ago, the wind and rain here have been uncoordinated and unpleasant for many years, and over time, the current desert has been formed.

The scorching midday sun baked the yellow sand, and people with slightly thinner soles did not even dare to go out and walk. At night, however, as soon as the sun disappeared at the end of the Gobi, the temperature in the air shifted from one extreme to the other.

Although Yang Yanhan has lost many abilities, his strong physical fitness has not only given him amazing speed and strength, but also brought Yang Yanhan five senses and six senses far beyond ordinary people.

There is never a shortage of rolling wind and sand in the desert at night, but the sound of flying wind and sand and the people flying are by no means the same sound.

The Supreme Treasure in memory is a big, unkempt person. But Yang Yanhan is not, although a wizard can endure many unimaginable pains, this does not mean that the life of a wizard is full of randomness.

The beard that was hung up and the room that was tidied up could not bring Yang Yanhan a bargaining chip for survival, but it could make him feel the stability of his soul.

Outside the small building of Chun Thirty Niang, a white figure floated in the air, just when the other party was only a few dozen feet away from the small building, but after a blink of an eye, another white figure had appeared at the top of a flagpole not far from the small building.

"This girl, the leader of the Axe Gang, I don't know what the girl is doing when she comes to our gang late at night?"

Yang Yanhan's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be shouted out by a loudspeaker, and wave after wave of stunned people went towards the other party.

The woman in white heard what Yang Yanhan said, and stood straight in place like a javelin.

It was at this time that the dark clouds drifted by. A half-moon was revealed that he had obscured, and the bright moonlight reflected on the woman's face. There was a burst of miserable white artistic conception.

A melon seed face, a pair of beautiful eyes. A puddle of autumn water stared at Yang Yanhan tightly, and suddenly, she opened her cherry mouth.

"Stinky monkey, it's really you?"

Yang Yanhan frowned, thinking about everything quickly in his mind, but unfortunately, in the memory of the Supreme Treasure, there was never such a woman's memory.

"Girl, do you recognize the wrong person, I don't know the girl here. It's even more unlikely to be a monkey ......."

"Dare to quibble, look at my three-flavored white bone fire!" Yang Yanhan's voice had not yet fallen, it had been interrupted by the other party, and at the same time as the other party's voice, there was a cold white flame gushing out with a flick of the other party's sleeves.

The white flame was similar to Yang Yanhan's Magog Flame, and it seemed that they all had their own spirituality, and as Yang Yanhan's figure circulated in the air, the white flame was like a nimble little snake. Chase on.

If Yang Yanhan's strength was at its peak, he would naturally not be afraid of this flame. But at this time, Yang Yanhan was completely unable to give full play to his true strength, so he never wanted to give it a try. How strong is this flame of the other party?

However, Yang Yanhan's speed at this time was not slow. But it's not too fast, and I can't avoid it. Yang Yanhan in the air twisted his waist violently, and Yang Yanhan, who turned around, suddenly came out with both palms. Slammed into the flames.

As soon as this flame Fang came into contact with Yang Yanhan's palm, it was like a ball of bone worms, tightly wrapped around Yang Yanhan's left hand.

And although Yang Yanhan's physical fitness is far from being human, he is still far beyond the power to deal with this strange fire that obviously belongs to the level of an immortal cultivator. If it weren't for the strange fire, I don't know why it wouldn't continue to spread, but I'm afraid that Yang Yanhan would have already turned into a fire man.

However, Yang Yanhan's spiritual power elementalization has been completed for most of the time, and for the fire element, he naturally has a lot of resistance ability, plus whether it is the demon bloodline or the Nine Heavens Burning Sun Dafa, it has a good effect on improving the flame resistance. Yes, for a moment and a half, these three flavors of white bone fire can't help Yang Yanhan.

And as the stalemate between Yang Yanhan and the three-flavored white bone fire became longer and longer, the woman in white suddenly roared towards Yang Yanhan like an angry lioness: "Okay, you stinky monkey, I still don't admit it, there are few people in this world who can resist my three-flavored white bone fire." Don't think that if you change your appearance, I won't recognize you. ”

At this moment, the window of the small building suddenly broke, and the figure of Chun Thirty Niang was like a flexible swift, which swept out in an instant, flew to the woman in white and said, "Senior sister, you are not mistaken, he is really the stinky monkey?"

"I know him even if he turns to ashes!"

As the firm words of the woman in white fell, Yang Yanhan had already frantically stimulated the life energy in his body, and at the critical moment, he abandoned the car to protect the handsome, and he was like a snake, shedding a layer of skin on his left hand at once.

With a wave of the woman in white's right hand, she took back the three-flavor white bone fire, and the eyes of the thirty spring niang looking at Yang Yanhan suddenly became very different, and then she glanced at the woman in white on the side, and then said to Yang Yanhan: "I didn't expect you to be that stinky monkey, my junior sister originally had a beautiful marriage with Chi Lianjun, all because you ruined it, stinky monkey, you can take your life!"

Looking at the spring thirty niang who flew over, Yang Yanhan didn't say a word, his feet exerted force, and the huge force hit the surrounding dust, and Yang Yanhan's body was like a cannonball, slamming into the distance.

And at this moment, Nachun Thirty Niang suddenly raised her hand, and two silver threads pierced the sky and hit Yang Yanhan.

Yang Yanhan is naturally no stranger to the weapon of flying silk, but Chun Thirty Niang's kung fu obviously exceeded Yang Yanhan's prediction, yes, in a hurry, Yang Yanhan had to blunt his body in the air, and the two big sleeves flicked out, deflecting the two flying wires.

At this time, Chun Thirty Niang looked at Yang Yanhan who fell to the ground, and suddenly sneered, and then said: "I can't imagine that the Monkey King, who had boundless mana back then, has actually fallen into this field now, where do you want to run today?"

"Something is wrong!"

As this thought flashed in Yang Yanhan's mind, Yang Yanhan suddenly keenly felt that the body of this spring thirty mother suddenly began to slowly exude a trace of fate.

Not only that, but that breath was constantly intertwined with another breath in the grass on the side, and it seemed that it was giving birth to a more powerful breath.

Seeing the second master hiding behind the grass, Yang Yanhan suddenly stood in place and sneered at Chun Sanniang: "It's interesting, but Chun Sanniang, what are you here for?" (To be continued.) )