The yellow sand that obscured the sky and the sun was raging, completely sealing the field of vision, even if it was a person who had cultivated a special pupil technique, he could not see far away, he could only faintly perceive the rampaging ghost sand fish, and faintly perceive the legendary ghost army that exposed the terrifying aura. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In such a situation, the people who venture out are the ones who think they don't have a long life.

On the dilapidated city wall of Feihuang City, Ling Qian stood with his hands in his hands, facing the wind and sand, like a mountain, not moving at all.

There was no one around Ling Qian, and under the reflection of the huge city and the storm, he seemed a little lonely and small. However, he stood like this, and only one person was enough to resist the momentum of a thousand troops.

One man stood as a city.

As if he had seen enough of this piece of yellow sand, Ling Qian gradually retracted his gaze, looked at the people not far away, and said, "The wind and sand of this desert can be regarded as really dancing. ”

The man fell in a pool of blood, and the hideous wound opened and closed with his breath, blood gushed out, and life flowed out wantonly. According to this scenario, no matter how strong the husband's body is, it will not be possible to last for a stick of incense.

The man's goal is very simple, that is, the word revenge, and he launched another attack early this morning, but it ended in failure and ended up like this. In fact, he knew very well that since the last time Ling sneaked into the Quanyi Realm, he had never had a chance to kill the other party. However, revenge is his life, and he has no choice.

Spit out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, the man grinned, and said in an extremely uneven voice: "It would be a pity not to go to such a wonderful feast." ”

Ling Qian's gaze shrank, his focus condensed, and he said, "Your current life is in my hands, and before I die, you will die." So, don't expect someone else to come and kill me. ”

The whole desert was in turmoil, and the forces of all sides met and emerged in one place. Even if Ling Qian had already entered the whole realm, looking at the entire desert, it was only at the upper middle level, not to mention that he was not the leader of a force now, but a lonely person.

Wang Shi single-handedly challenged the entire Feihuang City, and under his intention or unintentionally, he buried most of the strength of Feihuang City under the yellow sand, even if Ling Qian integrated the remnants of the manpower with a strong wrist, it was not very impressive, and it was not even comparable to the Ling family in the past.

To participate in this turmoil now is undoubtedly an act of death, and the words of the guy are instigating Ling to sneak into doing such a thing.

The man used his last strength to say: "Revenge is a matter of revenge, you have to do it yourself, and it can be considered revenge." No matter how you die, as long as you don't die at my hands, it has no meaning. So I'll try to avoid your death and leave you to myself. ”

Ling Qian's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said, "Then why do you say that?"

The man said sincerely: "I just hope that if you go to participate, I will be able to survive without any fear of me." ”

"Actually, you're of little use to me anymore, so you don't have to survive. ”

"Because of Wang Shi?"

Thinking of Wang Shi's figure, Ling Qian's gaze became sharp, and he said lightly: "Wang Shi is indeed a good whetstone. ”

"I'm afraid this whetstone will break your knife. ”

Ling Qian laughed and said, "Do you know where Wang Shi is now?"

"I don't know. ”

"A person like him will be the center of the storm wherever he goes, so the place where this desert turmoil is centered is where Wang Shi is. ”

"You're going. ”

"You will live. Ling Qian showed a rebellious smile and gradually disappeared into the wind and sand.

The man struggled to save himself, and muttered in a low voice: "Do you want to seek an invincible way? Because you don't take Wang Shi in your eyes, will you let me go? Then I want to get better as soon as possible, and go and see who is stronger between you and Wang Shi." In the end, the person who killed you must be me!"

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Squinting his eyes to the extreme, he still couldn't stop the wind and sand from blowing into his eyes, the shopkeeper hesitated for a long time, but still didn't take out a peanut from his arms and eat it.

Not being able to eat peanuts is really a very painful thing for the shopkeeper.

However, the wind and sand are so big that you can pour a mouth full of sand with a slight mouth, and then you will not eat peanuts, but sand, which is really not very good.

The current situation is that he is never allowed to use his spiritual power, he can only endure the devastation of the wind and sand like a mortal, and wait quietly for a while.

At the bottom of the rock, a pair of skeleton armies are advancing, which are the legendary ghost army.

As the shopkeeper's most powerful confidant, the shopkeeper knows almost all the secrets of the shopkeeper, and he naturally knows the purpose of the shopkeeper's threat Wang Shi to hang the copper bell, in order to find the location of the ghost army and find the legendary "flying secret".

Now that the shopkeeper is dead, the shopkeeper still wants to find this "flying secret", at least, this is the shopkeeper's last long-cherished wish.

After waiting for a long time, the shopkeeper slowly used his spiritual power to prop up a layer of protection, and after a few sips of water, he began to chew a peanut.

The copper bell has already hung on the body of the ghost army, and the rest is to keep up, so the shopkeeper doesn't have to be too anxious.

Carefully tasting the taste of peanuts, the shopkeeper's eyes narrowed slightly, looking in the direction of the ghost army's advance, thinking about things in his heart, and muttering to himself: "Wang Shi, you are really a demon, you can't live in peace wherever you go." ”

After chewing the peanuts, the shopkeeper jumped and kept up with the ghost army that was gradually moving away.

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A broken ox cart was moving slowly in Huangsha Zhihong, and the violent coughing sound was rolled in the wind and sand, and it was torn and shattered in an instant, and there was nothing left.

The boss looked like he was in danger, as if a random gust of wind, or the slapping of a grain of sand, could take away his fragile life, but he still survived.

Tuoba Ye still stayed the same, pulling the ox cart at the front, while the head of the East Palace was at the front, and the black robe was broken at the back.

A group of four people, plus a dilapidated ox cart, in the yellow sand dancing in the sky, is really inconspicuous, and no one can detect it.

At this time, Tuoba Ye had no interest in eating demon beasts, and the head of the East Palace didn't care about wearing a scarf to resist the wind and sand, even if it was a black robe, his head was lowered and lighter, as if his eyes were exposed from under his hat.

The eldest person's illness is naturally more serious, and death is already surging in his body, and it may completely occupy this body at any time.

The four of them walked in silence, and the direction was the center of the sandstorm, where Wang Shi was.