The autumn leaves hit the sand, and countless yellow sand scattered in all directions. A depression appeared on the yellow sand sphere, but it never hurt Xiang Tong in the slightest.

Xiang Tong's laughter came from the sphere, "Boy, with this bit of three-legged cat kung fu of yours, you can't beat me!"

Chen Xiaomo increased the strength in his hand, but Hongye still couldn't advance an inch.

"Now, I'll show you my true strength!" Xiang Tong said, suddenly stretching out a hand from the yellow sand. That hand seemed to be covered with yellow thunder and lightning, shining!

"Fossil palm!" Xiang Tong used all his strength, rushed forward with his palm, and hit Chen Xiaomo's shoulder!

Everywhere the palm power went, his eyes were full of yellow light.

At this time, Xiang Tong's mind was rapidly calculating that this Fossil Palm would consume half of his strength, and he could only use it once in half a month. However, in order to achieve a quick victory, he can only take this risk! Because the person who is hit head-on by this move will definitely die!

Xiang Zhan didn't dare to confront Qianmian Langjun head-on, so he urged the magic trick, stepped on the yellow sand in the air, galloped a hundred steps, and stopped dozens of meters away from Qianmian Langjun.

He was dozens of meters away from Thousand-Faced Langjun, but he could still feel the heavy dangerous aura emanating from Thousand-Faced Langjun.

He wanted to find someone to help, but Xiang Tong was restrained by Chen Xiaomo and Li Yanhui, and he couldn't spare his hands at all. And the more than 20 disciples of the Xiang clan who accompanied him were also besieged by the people of the Heavenly Demon Qi Sect, not only did they not take advantage of anything, but they had a tendency to be wiped out.

"I can only rely on myself!" Xiang Zhan tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and kept encouraging himself.

When he raised his head again and raised his two guns, he was surprised to find that the Thousand Faces Langjun was no longer in his sight!

There was a white expanse all around, there was no deafening shouting and killing, there was no fierce fighting, and even the familiar figures disappeared!

At this moment, everything seems so quiet and so peaceful. Xiang Zhan seemed to have had a long, long dream, and in the dream, he was in a tense fight.

Suddenly, Xiang Zhan was patted on the shoulder!

Having just experienced a fierce battle, Xiang Zhan obviously hasn't broken free from this tension yet.

He clenched the short gun in his right hand, turned sharply, and reflexively stabbed at the man behind him!

The tip of the spear was only three centimeters away from the man's temple, and Xiang Zhan could see the man's face clearly, and the tip of the spear stopped in mid-air.

"Xiao Cui, why are you?" said Xiang Zhan in surprise and excitement.

The woman plunged into Xiang Zhan's arms, and said with three points of coquettishness and seven points of crying: "You dead ghost, it's been half a year, and you haven't gone back, I'm waiting for you so hard!"

"Xiaocui, I'll go to your house to propose ...... when I go back this time" Xiang Zhan's words were not finished, and he suddenly felt a pain in his lower abdomen, as if he had been pierced by some sharp object.

He looked down in astonishment, only to see a dagger stabbing him in the lower abdomen.

Then, he looked up at the woman in front of him who had promised him for life, a terrifying smile was hanging on the corner of her mouth, and the dagger in her hand advanced another half an inch under Xiang Zhan's inexplicable gaze!

Xiang Zhan suddenly came to his senses, and he threw a punch at the woman in front of him.

But as soon as his fist touched the woman's face, the beautiful face spun like a whirlpool, and then turned into a cloud of starry white light and floated backwards.

The white light around him gradually dissipated, and Xiang Zhan saw this familiar real world again.

In the distance, the fierce battle between Xiang Tong and Chen Xiaomo continued. The few remaining Xiang disciples in the vicinity were still fighting hard until the last drop of blood was shed.

And not far away, a face he least wanted to see appeared in his eyes!

Thousand-faced Langjun looked at him with a smile on his face, and a delicate dagger in his hand was still stained with blood!

"The supreme realm of the disguise technique, I only used one success force, and you became like this!"

At this time, the face of the thousand-faced Langjun changed again, sometimes smiling, sometimes fierce, and sometimes turning into a swirling whirlpool.

Xiang Zhan let go of the hand covering the wound, and a stream of yellow sand immediately gushed out, and then a stream of blood flowed out!

"I didn't expect you to break my sand armor!" Xiang Zhan said as he spoke, his body constantly peeling off layers of yellow sand, like a wild dog that was shedding its hair.

"Today, here, is the burial place of your Xiang clan!"

Chen Xiaomo's heart trembled, and he saw that Xiang Tong's fossil palm was about to hit him in the chest!

In the panic, Chen Xiaomo only heard an eager cry from Li Yanhui, and the Zixia Immortal Aya she quickly sacrificed might not have time to stop such a close blow!

That moment passed so slowly, Chen Xiaomo's eyes that had been closed opened again, and his body involuntarily made inexplicable movements!

The next moment, the palm force with yellow lightning hit Chen Xiaomo's chest!

Ten thousand rays of light poured into Chen Xiaomo's body from Xiang Tong's palm, and there was a sudden pain in his chest, and then it gradually turned into the color of stone!

Starting from Chen Xiaomo's chest, his body kept turning into rocks. First the right arm, then the entire chest and stomach, and finally the lower limbs and head.

This fossil palm can turn enemies into rocks!

A smug smile appeared on Xiang Tong's face, because no one had survived his fossil clutch yet!

Suddenly, a cloud of blood gushed out from Chen Xiaomo's back atrium. The blood came out of Chen Xiaomo's back, and as soon as it entered the air, it continued to surge.

In the moment when Xiang Tong was surprised, the hanging blood suddenly fell down at an extremely fast speed.

As it descended, the mass of blood changed rapidly, spreading from a point in the center to all directions.

Then, that ball of blood turned into Chen Xiaomo's appearance.

Chen Xiaomo was like a newborn baby, with a little horror in his eyes. Perhaps, he has not yet shaken off the fear he had just had.

At the moment when Chen Xiaomo landed, Chen Xiaomo, who had been hit by a fossil palm in the air, had completely turned into a rock!

At this time, Xiang Tong had a feeling of anger and laughter. With the force in his palm, the petrified Chen Xiaomo also fell downward.

The humanoid rock floated in midair, turning into wisps of gray-white dust that permeated the battlefield as the breeze slowly approached.

"Ahh His right fist was covered with yellow rays, shining like the sun!

He leaned down and rushed down like a meteorite, rushing in the direction where Chen Xiaomo was!

Xiang Tong was in the air, and suddenly a purple dragon pounced on him from the side. Xiang Tong's attention was all on Chen Xiaomo's body, but he didn't notice this sudden blow.

The purple dragon rushed towards him, and Xiang Tong didn't have time to turn his fist. Defenseless, the purple dragon had already submerged his body!

Li Yanhui's two wrists touched, and the palms of the two hands were open, in the shape of flowers. It was the gesture that unleashed the Tiangang Purple Dragon Wave!

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