The phenomenon of sandstorms is like wind and rain in Yulizhou, which can occur at any time, and no one dares to guarantee that they will never encounter it once in their lives.

Yu Xiao's expression was solemn, he stopped in place, watched from afar for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Luckily, it was just an ordinary sandstorm, and there were no black clouds hanging above.

This kind of sandstorm may be a little dangerous for ordinary people, but for immortal cultivators, there is almost no threat.

If there were black clouds gathering in a sandstorm, he would never dare to set foot in it.

Without too much hesitation, Yu Xiao put away the flying magic weapon and fell down, walking slowly in the direction of the sandstorm.

After a few moments, the billowing sand and dust drowned him in it, and there was chaos in all directions, he couldn't distinguish between east and west, and his vision was greatly affected, and he could only see things three feet away at the farthest.

Now his travel speed has become very slow, and in this environment, he cannot fly with magic weapons, so he can only rely on walking.

But there is no need to worry about this, usually such sandstorms do not last too long, and they are also good for him.

This allowed him to hide his whereabouts from being discovered by other monks.

An hour later, Yu Xiao didn't know how far he had gone, and he felt that the wind speed around him had weakened a lot, which was a sign of a shrinking sandstorm, and it wouldn't be long before the area would regain light.

Suddenly, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, and he vaguely saw a looming figure on the ground in front of him.

This made his heart tense, couldn't help but tighten, isn't it a sandworm that comes with the sandstorm?

Sandworms can also be seen everywhere in the yellow sand and Han Sea of Yulizhou, and they prefer to lie in the sand and ambush passing prey.

A strong sandstorm will roll up from under the sand and throw them into the air, carrying them far away.

Yu Xiao pinched the trick and continued to walk forward, giving a fatal blow to the sandworms that appeared at any time.

At this moment, the whistling wind was mixed with a strange sound, and a silver-white thunder bead emitted a terrifying fluctuation that made people palpitate, and suddenly attacked from the side.

Yu Xiao, who was frightened, was not at a loss, he had already prepared and patted lightly on the storage bag, and a small blue shield appeared, and between the blue waves, a curtain of water blocked in front of him.

The silver-white thunder bead bloomed with a purple arc of electricity, and the bombardment on the water curtain caused a violent spiritual power surge, which did not break through this defense, but only shook Yu Xiao back a few steps.

"Monk?"

Yu Xiao, who reacted, didn't say a word, his palm flickered into the mana, and the bronze sword overflowed, and shot out in an instant, slashing straight towards the direction where the silver-white thunder bead came.

In this environment, he couldn't see who made the attack at all, but no matter who it was, he had already encountered an unknown enemy, so let's talk about it first.

After two breaths, the bronze sword went and returned, and he didn't hit any targets.

And the silver-white thunder bead rebounded and flew in another direction, and then a figure rushed out, and the thunder bead fell into the hands of a Confucian cultivator in a gray robe who looked like he was in his early thirties.

The two sides were less than two feet apart, and they could all see each other's faces clearly from such a close distance.

Yu Xiao recognized this person at a glance, his expression was full of doubts and surprises, and he muttered in his heart: "Isn't this the gray-robed Confucian cultivator who failed to bid for the forbidden talisman at the auction?" How did he end up here? ”

And the gray-robed Confucian cultivator also looked puzzled, and even had a little dazed eyebrows, as if he was puzzled by Yu Xiao's appearance here.

After a short period of staring at each other, Yu Xiao instantly became vigilant, no matter who the other party was, it was not a good thing for them to bump into each other at this time.

He couldn't see through the other party's cultivation, and it was obviously in the late stage of qi refining.

Now that he was seriously injured and had once again encountered a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, he was not as confident as he had been in the face of the old man of the Meng family before.

On the other hand, after seeing that Yu Xiao only had a sixth-level cultivation of qi refining, the blankness on his face instantly turned into joy, and he laughed on the spot: "Haha, I don't know if you are unlucky or lucky, since you have met me, then don't go." ”

As he spoke, the silver-white thunder bead in the palm of the gray-robed Confucian cultivator's hand bloomed with even more brilliant purple light, and he was about to smash it with his hand.

However, the next moment, without waiting for the other party to take the lead, another figure flew out of the rolling dust, holding a small gray-brown flag in his hand, and a gust of yin wind rolled up between the shakes, blowing towards the gray-robed Confucian cultivator.

Seeing this scene, instead of panicking, the gray-robed Confucian cultivator was also unusually calm, as if he had predicted that this scene would happen in advance, and he sacrificed a black tripod with his backhand and looked at the yin wind cover.

The black tripod is really extraordinary, when the wind rises several times, it sprinkles the glow of the clouds, and instantly turns the yin wind into countless white smoke, making it impossible to get close.

At this moment, Yu Xiao realized that it was not only the gray-robed Confucian cultivator here, but also another person.

It was a young and beautiful woman dressed in purple, with a cold expression, a delicate and beautiful face, and long hair hanging down her shoulders.

Her eyes were sharp and indifferent, the small flag in her hand swayed constantly, and countless cold rays shot out from her sleeves, overwhelmingly attacking the gray-robed Confucian cultivators, but they couldn't break through the restrictions of the black ding.

At this time, he finally understood that the gray-robed Confucian cultivator who had attacked him before was not premeditated, but a misunderstanding.

It was just because he couldn't see the distant scene clearly in the sandstorm, so he strayed into the place where the two were fighting, and happened to be bumped into by the gray-robed Confucian cultivator, so friction and conflict occurred.

After figuring out the reason for the matter, Yu Xiao's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and without saying a word, he raised his fingers together and said something in his mouth.

The next moment, the temperature around him dropped to a terrifying level, and the sand particles flying in mid-air were instantly frozen and fell to the ground.

As the water in Yu Xiao's body rapidly converged, his two fingers clicked fiercely, and a white rainbow shot out from his fingertips, and the cold and unusually cold qi attacked towards the gray-robed Confucian cultivator.

This is exactly the spell Shaoyin Sword that he comprehended from the "Seventy-two Chapters of Taiyin".

Seeing this, the gray-robed Confucian cultivator was shocked, this white rainbow was even colder and abnormally colder than the previous yin wind, he could even feel the destructive energy that froze everything in it, and he didn't dare to be careless, he didn't hesitate to control the black ding, and he turned around in front of him.

Buzzing!

The white rainbow fell, the cold air was permeated, and a thick layer of ice crystals instantly condensed on the surface of the black tripod, which made it even more laborious for the gray-robed Confucian cultivator to urge the black tripod.

At this time, Yu Xiao did not stop, and the small bronze sword shone brightly, slashing down in the air with a terrifying huge force.

The gray-robed Confucian cultivator hurriedly urged the silver-white thunder bead to smash head-on, and as soon as the two came into contact, the powerful spiritual power collided and the thunder bead fell, and the gray-robed Confucian cultivator was even more counterattacked, and a wisp of blood overflowed from his mouth.

"Damn, why is this kid so powerful!"

At this time, the gray-robed Confucian cultivator realized that he had kicked the iron plate, and Yu Xiao was not a master to be messed with.

He was terrified in his heart, and it was too late to regret it at this time, and the purple-clothed nun on the other side also attacked again.

He wanted to urge Hei Ding to resist, but the purple-clothed nun didn't give him a chance at all, and the other party took out a small golden flag from the storage bag.

The two flags shook at the same time, the gray-brown small flag rolled up the yin wind, and the small golden flag blew out a cold wind, the two combined, the terrifying energy in mid-air quickly converged, the roar in the ears continued, and the powerful air mass vortex shrouded the gray-robed Confucian cultivator in it.