The land of the desert north is barren, all year round, and there is no trace.

Suddenly, a demonic wind came out of nowhere, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky, covering the sky, from west to east.

The yellow sand is everywhere, the sky is dark, and the world is like the end of the world, which makes people daunting, shocking, and a fear hidden in the bottom of the heart arises spontaneously.

On the night of the full moon, at the top of the Forbidden City, a young man in gold stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the overwhelming yellow sand, and he was at a loss for a while.

At this moment, the ethereal mirror in front of the gold-clothed young man appeared out of thin air; He saw a handsome young man in white stepping on the silver waves, looking up at the starry sky, his eyes as clear as water, staring intently at the bright and flawless moon.

Seeing this, the golden-clothed young man hurriedly bowed and saluted: The golden dragon sees the honorable driver, and the Guanzun drives the silver waves, not like it is in the underworld, is this in the East China Sea?

The wind of Mingshang: No, my feet are the South China Sea.

Jin Long: I don't know what is the so-called matter of summoning Jin Long at this time?

Ming Shang Zhifeng slowly turned around, stared at the golden dragon, and said slowly: Golden Dragon, how is the current situation of the crape myrtle saint!

Jin Long: Returning to the honorable driver, the crape myrtle sage is worried about the country and the people, and his current condition is not good!

Ming Shangzhifeng's face was worried: He, what's wrong with him!

Jin Long: The Crape Myrtle Sage is just overworked, and if he adjusts his breath a little, there is no big problem, so there is no need to worry so much.

Ming Shangzhifeng's heart suddenly felt relieved, and he breathed a sigh of relief: It's okay! It's okay!

The golden dragon stared at the wind of Mingshang, as if he had something to say, but he wanted to say it again and again, and only after half a sound did he slowly say word by word: Although the crape myrtle sage is fine, it's just...

Mingshang Style: It's just what! There is something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it.

Jin Long: Qi Yu Venerable, for some reason in the Northern Desert, a gust of demonic wind came from nowhere, and it actually rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, overwhelming the sky.

I stood on the top of the Forbidden City, and as far as the eye could see, there was a scene of thousands of miles of yellow sand! I've cast a spell to rain, but to no avail! All of a sudden, I didn't know what to do!

Ming Shang Zhifeng stared at the worried golden dragon, and smiled slightly: "I can make the golden dragon protector of our Fengshen Island want to stop talking, I still think it's a big deal!" That's what happened!

As soon as the words fell, I saw the wind of Mingshang, condensed at the imperial qi, and waved his hand.

Far away in the sky above the northern counties thousands of miles away in the South China Sea, it is actually a painting that opens the sky, and the magnificent wonder of heaven and water reappears in the dust.

The majestic rain carried the too pure air to flow down, and the demonic wind made by ghosts and ghosts disappeared in an instant, and the overwhelming yellow sand also settled, and the heaven and earth gradually returned to clarity, reappearing in the bright and clear world......