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At the other end of the teleportation dragon talisman, the Tibetan Sword Daojun also heard that sharp howl, and after three or five breaths, the faint angry roar of the one-armed Daojun made it change color.

"Not good. They've also been sniped by a mysterious being!"

The voice on the side of the dragon fu quickly disappeared, and the Tibetan Sword Daojun sensed a smell of conspiracy, as if they were laying out at the same time, and someone was also targeting them.

On the side, Di Yunxiao's hands were clasped, his finger bones were against his jaw, a pair of deep pupils were heavy, and countless golden silk threads were frantically moving.

He used the special means obtained after awakening to deduce everything that happened, and since he hit the Runyu Realm, he could already determine the eyeliner of the Mao Wen clan in the outpost of the Immortal Holy Court.

After a full half a pillar of incense, in the pupils of Emperor Yunxiao's eyes, tens of thousands of golden silk threads suddenly shattered, and a mysterious rune condensed into substance and appeared in front of him.

Burst!

Di Yunxiao's throat was sweet, and he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of dazzling blood, and under the splash of blood, his right hand suddenly grabbed the manifest rune, and a touch of surprise appeared on his face.

"How could it be, how could it be them?"

This time, even Emperor Yunxiao's mind was surprised by the picture captured by his divine sense.

The runes condensed the will of heaven and earth for thousands of miles in this area, and it was able to allow Emperor Yunxiao to see part of the captured images in a short period of time, which could be regarded as a means of going back in time.

If you go against the sky, you will suffer the backlash of the will of heaven and earth.

"Master Yunxiao, what did you just see, why are you so stunned?"

The Tibetan Sword Dao Monarch put one hand on the center of Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows, and the future of this sect spat blood, which really scared him a lot.

"Disciple is fine, Uncle Hidden Sword, can you find the trace of the one-armed ancestor? ”

Recalling the scene he had just seen, Di Yunxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in his heart was fifteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down.

In the picture, tens of thousands of Maowen murderous creatures are running wildly in the desert, and the leader of them is a hundred zhang in size, like a moving mountain and river, and even the wind is scattered everywhere it passes.

It was definitely an elder-level figure of the Mao Wen clan, and the monstrous power he exuded was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and nine times out of ten it was an existence that had stepped into the Supreme Level of Shengang.

Behind this group of fierce beasts of the Maowen tribe, the densely covered brown and yellow stone towers emitted a gray light, and at the top of the two highest towers, there stood several majestic figures, one of whom was still his acquaintance.

Heavenless monk!

This existence with a mysterious origin, originally lodged in the Bayeux Spirit Rune, after saving his life in the chaos, actually broke into the Black Sea of the Death Jedi Sandstorm.

Although Di Yunxiao couldn't see the follow-up picture clearly, Di Yunxiao was probably able to come out, and the place where the stone towers stood should be the lair of the Mao Wen clan, and the Wutian monk and others made a huge commotion, which caused the madness of the Mao Wen clan.

The Hidden Sword Dao Jun shook his head, the Sandstorm Black Sea is not one of those forbidden places in this universe, in the border wasteland, the only way to identify the direction is the fiery red sun overhead.

In the vast desert, they have cut off contact with each other, and they want to deliberately find other people, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Just when the Tibetan Sword Daojun was anxious in his heart, the communication dragon talisman actually lit up, and the hoarse voice of the one-armed Daojun came from inside.

"One-armed senior brother, what happened to Fang Cai Ru and the others? ”

The one-armed old Daojun breathed a little rapidly, and his voice was full of anger:

"A desert king eagle fell in the desert just now, although the old man killed the evil beast, but he broke the best of the two black guards!"

It's only been a day, and the dark guards of the dark temple, who are known as the elite of the sect, have already fallen?

Emperor Yunxiao's heart twitched, the dark guards of the dark hall were all his descendants, and the hole cards of the future sect to dominate the heavens, if they all fell in this desert, he was afraid that he would not face the high-level of the sect with high hopes.

"Desert King Eagle, can you not even shelter, at least it is a fierce beast at the level of the Yaoguang Wheel! Fortunately, fortunately, it is not the Red Glared Tapir, otherwise at least half of your team will be wiped out in a hurry. ”

Compared with Emperor Yunxiao's palpitations, the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun was calm.

As one of the high-ranking members of the sect, he had seen too many disciples fall due to various accidents, and although he felt sorry in his heart, he was not too sad.

Both Dao Monarchs sniffed the potential threat, discerned the direction of the Great Sun in the sky, and began to approach each other.

Half a day later, the sandstorm that had been raging rarely stopped, and the yellow sand that covered the sky calmed down, revealing a rare clear sky, and the scene could be seen several miles away at a glance.

The scorching sun above his head, Emperor Yunxiao's continuous exhalation, expelled the scorching gas from the body.

As for the other black-clothed blackguards, they didn't have such a strong physique as him, so they could only isolate the heat of the outside world with their mana.

At a distance of hundreds of miles, the spiritual weapons and combat boots under their feet were showing signs of being scrapped.

After the sandstorm subsided, Di Yunxiao and the others finally converged with the one-armed old Daojun and others, found a sandstorm on the back, and supported a small camp to settle in.

When the two Dao Monarchs gathered, they naturally had to mention the Red Glared Glass Tapir, the appearance of such a quasi-forbidden desolate beast was terrifying.

"So, the two patrolling legions of the Immortal Holy Court have been destroyed at the hands of that beast?"

The one-armed Daojun's right fist slammed into the sand, this time Qingxia went on an expedition, on the one hand, to improve the prestige of the sect by suppressing the remnants of the Mao Wen clan, and on the other hand, it was also forced by the Holy Land of Chaotian.

I thought it was a repression that was guaranteed to win, but now it seems that things are very dangerous, and I don't know how many of them will be able to return alive in the end.

"We must find the Maowen tribe's lair as soon as possible to find out what is really going on in the sandstorm and the Black Sea, and why the investigators of the Holy Court are sure that the Maowen tribe launched the counterattack war. ”

Devouring a large piece of beast meat, Di Yunxiao's gaze was gloomy, and he swept violently to a place a hundred miles away behind him.

"It seems that we are indeed in a life-and-death situation set by others, and maybe that weird red glass tapir is the first to be used by some mice. ”

The two Dao Monarchs were both human spirits, and their minds moved slightly, but they did not turn to look in that direction.

"Six creatures of different races, one True Human Realm, five Purple Mansions!"

The palm of the Tibetan Sword Dao Jun was attached to the sword box, but he saw that Emperor Yunxiao slowly shook his head, signaling him not to startle the snake.

"If you dare to calculate my Qingxia Ancient Sect, you have to be prepared for retaliation, these are all little minions, follow them and we can find the person behind the scenes who directed them. ”

Hearing this, the one-armed Dao Monarch showed an appreciative look in his eyes, this young master of the Qingxia Ancient Sect really has the courage of a hero, if they were young, they were afraid that they would immediately kill those miscellaneous pieces.

(End of chapter)