Yellow sand, yellow sand in the sky.

Ou Yangming's voice was not loud, but this voice became the only sound in this space, and it actually suppressed the sound of the wind that came from the whimpering.

The earth was silent, and everyone looked at the young man in white in the sky. At this moment, he is a Tianjiao, and he is a Taoist, a mountain in the hearts of the younger generation of cultivators, which can overwhelm a generation.

The brilliance in Jiang Yingrong's eyes has reached the extreme, and she secretly said in her heart, this is a man, this is a monk, for the sake of Xiaoman, he did not hesitate to fight with Daozi, and also suppressed the light of the other party.

Burial Sword had a bitter face, his expression was extremely complicated, and Ou Yangming's figure standing in the air lingered in his mind.

The same was true for the rest of the monks outside the light curtain, and at this moment, Ou Yangming had become a peak that had to be crossed in front of the cultivators.

In the sky, Ouyang Ming's brows furrowed slightly, he took another step forward, and repeated: "Aren't you going to kill me for preaching? Come on, don't you want to engrave me on the monument of preaching? Come on, fight!"

After the voice roared, the sound of bells and drums sounding in his ears, and the blood in his veins scaled like magma.

Hearing this, Ji Haoran's face was solemn, and he replied softly: "You are the first person of your generation who dares to speak to me like this. ”

"There's a lot of nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Ouyang Ming sneered, his chin slightly raised, and he was extremely arrogant.

This sentence happened to be in the ears of Jiang Yunkai, who flew from afar, and the "gurgling" in his brain kept ringing, and every cell in his body was screaming. Especially after recognizing that the person who confronted Ou Yangming was the Daozi of the Blood Dragon Family, he didn't even have a thought in his heart. There are only two kinds of people who dare to say this kind of thing in front of Daozi, one is a fool, and the other is Tianjiao, it is obvious that Ou Yangming is not a fool, but Tianjiao, comparable to Daozi's Tianjiao.

It took a long time to come to my senses, and I don't know how many times I scolded myself, why are you so stupid, how ...... How did you offend a character at the level of Daozi?

At this moment, he couldn't say how bitter he was, his face was full of bitterness, and he was about to cry.

As this voice echoed in all directions, the momentum on Ou Yangming's body became stronger and stronger, and the whole person was like a spear piercing the sky.

Ji Haoran's eyes flashed with blood, and he said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't succeed!" A sliding step rushed in.

But at this moment, the light curtain outside the barren desert shook violently, as if it was pulled by a pair of invisible hands at both ends, shaking towards the middle, and the entire light curtain was either raised or dented, all folded, and seemed to collapse at any time.

After a moment, "click, click, click......"

The sound was very soft, and the light curtain split directly from it, turning into a colored streamer, and completely dissipated.

"The curtain of light is open, and the creation inside is mine!" one of the monks roared.

"Hmph, those who are destined for creation get it. Someone immediately snorted.

Suddenly, countless sounds of breaking the sky sounded, and hundreds of Changhong swept into the distance.

Ji Haoran glanced at Ou Yangming deeply and sneered: "This time, I will spare your life." Next time, I will use you as a stepping stone to round my Dao heart and break my soul to become a respect. When the voice fell, he turned into a stream of blood and flew off into the distance.

In the barren desert, in the sky, Ji Haoran looked indifferent, suddenly his body staggered, his throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the bloody clothes, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, which was shocking. He glanced at Ou Yangming's location and muttered, "You are the first person who is one level lower than me but injured me, kill you and preach, I can survive at least six thunder tribulations, and you are my first tribulation." ”

With a flip of his wrist, he took out a mouthful of pills and swallowed it, and flew into the depths.

Outside the barren desert, the light curtain has been shattered, turning into countless spots of light, scattered and colorful.

Ou Yangming stepped out and fell from the sky, his body trembled, his body staggered, the qi and blood in his body churned, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Brother Yu, are you okay?" He Jian looked worried, took a step forward, and came to Ou Yangming's side.

"Fortunately, it's just that the qi and blood are a little churning, and it's okay to breathe for a while. Ou Yangming smiled and shook his head.

After hesitating for a moment, his body moved slowly, his cloth shoes fell into the yellow sand, he walked slowly, clenched his fists gently, and said, "Brother Yu, thank you for your help this time." Now that the time is urgent, everything is simple, and I will definitely visit you next time. As soon as the voice dissipated, it turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Jiang Yingrong's face showed curiosity, and she said angrily: "Brother Yu, do you know each other?"

Hearing this, Ou Yangming's face was strange, his chin was a little, and he replied, "I can't talk about acquaintance, I've only met a few times." ”

Hearing this answer, Jiang Yingrong's eyes flickered and she didn't ask more.

Jiang Yunkai fell into a nightmare, standing in the yellow sand, his face kept changing, a burst of white, a burst of blue, wanting to speak and stopping, and there were countless thunderbolts in his mind that thundered down from the sky and exploded.

"It's self-sufficient!" Ou Yangming turned his gaze and glanced at him casually, there was no joy or anger in his voice, and as soon as his words dispersed, his aura surged, drawing a perfect arc, shattering the sky and entering the barren desert.

The sword box on He Jian's back swayed up and down, making a "creaking" sound, which looked a little funny.

But the speed was not slow at all, and the figure flashed, and followed.

Jiang Yingrong's breath was cold, and she glanced at Jiang Yunkai with a little meaning, and said coldly: "Since Brother Yu is willing to say so, your previous unhappiness will disappear." Whether you had hatred in your heart before, or not, it's all gone, don't hide it in your heart, you can't bear it. There's a world of difference between you, you know?"

Jiang Yunkai took a deep breath and nodded heavily: "Jiang Yunkai has a ruler in his heart, and he can tell the good from the bad." ”

Jiang Yingrong bowed her head slightly and stopped talking.

She had a graceful posture, dressed in red, and her figure flashed and disappeared into the sky.

Jiang Yunkai glanced up at the sky, was silent for a long time, and stepped into the barren desert.

The sun was scorching, scorching the earth, and the scorching waves swept away.

Half of a young man in white fell into the yellow sand, his eyes showed a look of thought, and he secretly said in his heart, after entering the barren desert, the fire of the heavenly phoenix actually burned by itself, what was going on?

He rubbed his chin with his fingers and looked at the yellow sand on the ground. This young man in white, who is he if he is not Ou Yangming?

After thinking for a while, his body was half-squatting, picking up a grain of yellow sand, his two fingers were together, and he grinded hard, the light in his eyes flashed, and he secretly said in his heart, after entering the barren desert, the smell of the blood of the Feng clan in the sand and stone was really stronger, this taste was very faint, if he didn't have the unique spiritual world of the Feng clan, I am afraid it would be difficult to detect.

The air was so hot that the sky over everyone's heads twisted under the heat. Not only that, but a majestic resistance came from nowhere, as if even the space was squeezed from all directions, preventing everyone from advancing.

Ou Yangming found that whenever this pressure squeezed in, the Desolation Order emitted a faint ghostly light, partially canceling out this resistance.

He held the Desolation Order in his palm, and his heart was amazing.

He Jian followed behind Ou Yangming, looking into the distance, the desert was boundless, and these hundreds of people were thrown into it, like a drop of ink dripping into the sea, and it dissipated into boundlessness in an instant. Except for the desolation, there is dead silence.

He Jian withdrew his gaze, shook his body, and the sword box on his back rang non-stop, without a bit of superior demeanor.

As for Jiang Yingrong smiling or not, I don't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from under the earth, not loud, but far away in the empty desert.

Immediately afterward, the entire desert began to sink, and the sand and gravel flew sideways.

The three exchanged glances, and they all saw the look of surprise in their eyes.

"Whoo ......" As the sound spread, countless palm-sized Spirit Devouring Scorpions emerged from the desert. The heads of these devouring scorpions are pitch black, and the shell is painted with demonic patterns, and if you look closely, it is actually a burning flame, and its tail is like a curved antler, playing its tail, and the whole body reflects each other, looking extremely hideous.

He Jian's face changed greatly, and he screamed, "Hurry up!" A chill appeared in the bone marrow.

Ou Yangming's expression was solemn, this Spirit Devouring Scorpion gave him an extremely strange feeling, although the monomer was not strong, it made his heart tremble a little.

Without the slightest hesitation, an arrow shot into the sky, followed by Jiang Yingrong and He Jian.

But at this moment, a large white mist was emitted from the mouth of the Spirit Devouring Scorpion in the yellow sand at the same time, turning into a silk cocoon, and the air was filled with the smell of corrosion.

Seeing this scene, Ou Yangming's face turned ruthless, he quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and pressed down at the same time, the ancient dragon shield seemed to roll out of the mist, and all the aura in the dantian was poured into it. Suddenly, the ancient dragon shield shone brightly, and a majestic meaning as thick as a mountain swept in all directions, Ou Yangming blocked the ancient dragon shield in front of him, and with the ancient dragon shield on his shoulder, he slammed forward, and instantly scattered the silk cocoon and flew into the sky.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief, looked at He Jian, and asked, "What is this?"

He Jian had palpitations and replied: "This is a spirit devouring scorpion, which can devour spiritual power, and has extremely strong toxicity, water and fire are difficult to hurt, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. If the peak spirit wants to kill it, he has to use life-saving means. What's even more terrifying is that there are too many of them. As long as you are surrounded by it, unless you are the Venerable, you will definitely die. ”

Jiang Yingrong nodded and added softly: "Almost forty percent of the cultivators who entered the barren desert were devoured by it. ”

Looking at the endless Spirit Devouring Scorpions under the sky, Ou Yangming was slightly stunned in his heart.

After taking a breath of hot air, there was a burst of heat in the trachea, chest and lungs, and suddenly, a high-level spirit master dantian emitted spiritual energy, flew through the air, and glanced at the three of them with fear.