Although he didn't raise his head, although he was still nearly a hundred meters away, Zhong Yan could still clearly feel the greed and vigilance, doubt, and scrutiny in this gaze, ...... suspicion.

Zhong Yan didn't look up at all, he immediately threw himself on the fine yellow sand in front of him, and shouted: "Look where you are running!"

Then, he heard Mu Houlin's frightened, anxious, hoarse and weak voice nearly a hundred meters away: "Zhong ...... Senior Brother Zhong, ...... quickly Run!"

I'm about to die of poison, and you told me to run away!

Senior Brother Mu's character is really good, much stronger than a certain surname Rao, and he sacrificed himself to save himself in vain!

So instead of escaping, Zhong Yan deliberately pretended to slip and fell and ......fell again in the dry yellow sand.

In short, it was enough to capture the appearance of a single-peak-level spirit vein stone, and even did not hesitate to release a single-peak level spirit vein stone from the moire ring to act in this scene.

However, half of his mind was paying attention to the Snake Hidden Temple.

Sand, sand, sand!

There was a light and swift footstep on the soft sand rushing quickly, the soft sand and gravel were slightly vibrating, and countless sand and gravel were brought up, and then naturally sprinkled again.

There is also a thin and deliberately long breath.

The enemy is coming!

Attracted by this "single-peak level spirit vein stone"!

But the enemy is still quite cautious.......

Zhong Yan's heart moved, and he deliberately fell hard in the hot yellow sand again, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and the single-peak level earth spirit vein stone used as bait in his hand was exposed more, and he roared urgently: "Don't escape!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp, cold aura in the air, and there was a "whining" sound of a whip cutting through the air.

It came straight for Zhong Yan's arm.

His eyes were cold, and Zhong Yan, who was still half of his body in the sand, quickly let go of the single-peak level spirit vein stone in his hand, and suddenly jumped forward with all his strength, and took the whip on his head with a hard chest.

"Poof!" At the moment when the whip slammed into Zhong Yan's chest, a layer of half-finger-thick earthy yellow brilliance suddenly bloomed on his chest.

It's the black grinding cowhide armor that automatically activates the body protector!

However, this flexible long whip still made Zhong Yan feel a lot of pain in his chest, and the thick earth-based Xuan Qi in his body was consumed by nearly seventy percent at once.

Holding back, Zhong Yan quickly lifted a large piece of hot sand with both hands, turning into a rain of sand, blocking the sight of the enemy in front of him.

At the same time, with a thought in his mind, he instantly pulled out the fire melt from the cloud pattern ring, and threw it at the throat of the snake hidden temple mystic at the fastest speed.

For fear of arousing alarm, he did not even use the fire qi.

"Uh......!" the enemy in front of him roared in shock and rage, but the sound stopped abruptly only halfway.

Although the fire dagger was out of his hand, Zhong Yan could feel its presence and situation in his mind.

It cut through a layer of softness, and it cut something off!

Good!

Zhong Yan was overjoyed, flashed his head sideways, narrowly dodged the instinctive heavy punch of the enemy in front of him, and struck a hard punch into the abdomen of this person.

A punch that permeates ten percent of the fire system of Xuan Qi!

Because of more than ten days of training in the deep waters, the speed at which the various systems of Xuan Qi in his body were now running was much faster than before, and his timing was extremely good, and this punch immediately smashed heavily into the dantian of this Snake Hidden Hall Xuanshi.

Feeling the power of the explosion venting out of his fist, making the other party instinctively bow his waist, even if it didn't leave any scars on this person's body, Zhong Yan was still very satisfied, and immediately made a sideflip to the right, and easily picked up the fire melting dagger that was falling from mid-air to the yellow sand under his feet.

"Coo-goo......" The Snake Hidden Temple's Xuanshi who had his throat cut widened, stared at Zhong Yan with a vigilant face in disbelief, let out a few intermittent grunts, and tried to straighten his back even more effortlessly, reaching out to grab him, a lowly ant.

But soon, a strong feeling of suffocation came, and an irresistible sense of powerlessness gradually took over his body, and the Xuanshi, who was breathing hard, finally began to panic, and his resentful gaze turned into pleading.

Zhong Yan ignored it, his left and right hands quickly handed over the Fire Melting Dagger, and his left hand held the Fire Melting Dagger and quickly moved forward, and with a wave, he felt that it had once again successfully slashed through the person's neck, so he quickly took two steps back.

Although the yellow sand under his feet was soft, Zhong Yan was accustomed to the buoyancy in the water, and his steps forward and backward were extremely steady and fast.

And the head of this snake hidden temple mystic also followed the second stroke of the fire melting dagger, and immediately separated from the neck cavity, and the bones rolled to the yellow sand under his feet.

His outstretched arm was only lifted into the air before hanging weakly, and with a plop, the whole headless corpse slowly fell forward, kneeling in the yellow sand, and the warm blood puffed out of the neck cavity, constantly sliding down into the hot sand, which looked extremely bloody.

He's dead!

A mystic in the early stage of a mystic scholar died in such a suffocated manner!

And he didn't die at the hands of a Xuanist of the Great Perfection of the Xuantu, but at the hands of a Xuanjiao late-stage Xuanist with a lower strength.

His lonely head fell in the hot yellow sand, and his eyes were still wide open, full of resentment, unwillingness, grievance, and remorse.

It's a pity that with such a rich expression and eyes, Zhong Yan is not interested in looking at it at all, and he is not afraid at all, he only glanced at the head of the person who was still staring, and lowered his head to check his body.

Fortunately, coupled with the fact that the refining body has been in place in the past few days, the whip that can open the stele and crack the stone just now only left a faint mark on Zhong Yan's right arm, hurting the epidermis, the dermis is good, and there is no blood.

There is a black grinding cowhide armor to protect the heart, and the chest is only a broken coat, but the skin is not injured, the operation of the Xuan Qi is not blocked, and it does not hurt at all.

Zhong Yan immediately walked to Mu Houlin, who was still lying in the soft yellow sand dozens of steps away, who was still seriously injured.

Mu Houlin was shocked and anxious when the Xuanshi of the Snake Hidden Hall came to find Zhong Yan, not caring that his body was still dripping poisonous blood downward, and his eyes were even darker from time to time, so he tried to climb over from the hot sand dunes with his hands and feet to stop it.

But Mu Houlin had only climbed halfway through the distance, and he saw a silver light cross the neck of this snake hidden hall mystic, and then suddenly a long thin line appeared, and then, bursting with blood, and then, being hit, beheaded, and headless body moved forward, slowly falling, blood spilled .......

Mu Houlin was stunned.

The lower half of his body was still lying weakly on the sand, and the poisonous blood on his chest and arms was still slowly oozing out, but he looked blankly at this snake hidden hall monk who seemed to want to grasp something, but failed because of the rapid passage of life, and had to slowly fall, and then looked at Zhong Yan, his anxious gaze had become extremely shocked and unfamiliar.

Right now, this cold, confident, mocking teenager ...... Is it really the Senior Brother Zhong that he is familiar with?

I remember that before entering the Pulse Realm, he had just broken through to the late stage of the Fire System Xuantu, why did he become the late stage of the third-line Xuantu now after only ten days?

In the past, this sect was not a genius without a vortex-level affinity, but the speed of cultivation was not so fast!

The vision was blurred, blackened, and dizzy again, and his body was constantly chilling, but Mu Houlin didn't dare to relax, and tried his best to shake his dizzy and unusually heavy head, trying to see clearly whether it was Zhong Yan who saved him.