On the big sand dunes, there is a slight silence.

The aura around the senior's body became more and more vigorous, and he had already surpassed the Dan realm, and his dark eyes were staring at the front.

"Are you serious, old fellow?" The smile on Xiao Dongtian's face was put away, and he glanced deeply at the old friend beside him.

The senior's gaze froze.

"The old man is trapped here, I don't know how many years have passed, and I have never seen anyone who can break through the second formation."

"It was the strong man back then, whose strength had recovered to the peak of fitting, and finally fell in the second formation."

"This son is extraordinary, maybe ......."

The senior whispered.

The words are not finished.

The strange glow in his eyes became a little thicker.

Xiao Dongtian blinked, then grinned, and didn't ask any more questions, but turned his head to look at the basin in front of him.

Xiao Dongtian's momentum began to climb up, indicating his attitude.

Not far behind him, the black shadows of the sand dunes swept over unconsciously, and they couldn't help but tremble.

The expressions on everyone's faces changed with it.

And right now.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

In the desert basin, the earth-shattering explosion reverberates.

"Roar!"

「……」

With a low roar.

Silver Bell's huge front paws fell, and the last of the second array of flame sand soldiers was scattered by one of its claws.

In the basin, the sandstorm gradually subsided.

It's going to be a little quieter.

Ye Wentian's figure was standing, his aura swept across his body, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he raised his head and looked forward.

"Come again!"

"Buzz ......"

Ye Wentian laughed and raised his hand to signal.

The spiritual power tumbling in front of him formed a hurricane again, and his whole person's momentum was still rising.

"Roar!"

「……」

The silver bell under him roared, and his front paws slapped down suddenly, and the basin shook abnormally, echoing Ye Wentian's momentum.

At this moment, it obviously overpowered the remaining sand soldiers in front.

The sand soldiers in front of him, as if they were shocked by Ye Wentian's momentum, did not immediately surround him, but suddenly separated the two sides.

Stand side by side and get out of the way.

"Rustle."

「……」

There was the sound of footsteps.

In the sand, a sand soldier walked out from the rear, and the quicksand armor on his body gradually receded with each step he fell.

stepped forward and turned into a man in Tsing Yi.

He looks like he is in his early thirties, his long hair is tied, his face is clearly angled, his body is well-proportioned, his bearing is extraordinary, and the tumbling spiritual power can be seen all over his body rising to the sky.

"This kind of spiritual power is a great achievement." Ip Mantian looked up.

This basin is sealed.

From the beginning, it was just a sand puppet, and then upgraded to a martial artist who can cast Danhuo and magical secret methods.

Until this moment.

The sand soldier in front of him can no longer be called a puppet.

The man in Tsing Yi who walked out at this moment was shocking in his control of spiritual power.

Except for his expressionless face and gray eyes, there is almost no difference from a real fit peak powerhouse.

"Those who break into the battle should be punished!"

"Whew!"

「……」

The man in Tsing Yi had a cold voice, and his body became stronger and stronger.

The incomparably majestic spiritual power, in front of him, rolled up a tornado.

The next second.

The figure brought out the afterimage, brought a sandstorm, and rushed straight over.

Ye Wentian's eyes froze, and he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

"Storage!"

"...... Groan"

Golden mangs at a glance.

The sound of a dragon's groan echoed.

Ye Wentian jumped up, grabbed his fist and came forward

collided together.

"Boom!"

"Rumble ......"

The explosion was mixed with the terrifying force of the shock.

The two figures took a few steps back at the same time before stabilizing their figures.

"Huh?"

"The strength is not weak with me." Ye Wentian suddenly became interested, and the battle intent in his eyes rose.

Meanwhile.

The man in Tsing Yi in front of him did not continue to attack after a punch, but just looked up at Ye Wentian in front of him.

That's when it happened.

Behind the man, in the passage of the sand soldiers, a person suddenly walked out again.

It was a middle-aged man, with a flat head, a round face, and a slightly chubby figure, and the quicksand on his body receded, revealing a loose brocade robe.

After walking out, the spiritual power of his whole body swept at the same time, and he was actually a strong person who had become a spirit refining master.

"Those who break into the battle should be punished!"

"Sword ...... Condensation."

The same warning.

The slightly chubby man didn't talk nonsense, raised his hand and quickly pinched the trick, and the bright spiritual light condensed the long sword in his hand.

Take a step and slash with a sword.

"Hum!"

"Whistling ......"

The sandstorm was flying, the sword intent was monstrous, and a terrifying force tore through the air, slashing straight towards Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.

Almost at the same moment, his figure took a step.

"Imperial Qi, Condensation."

"Slash!"

「……」

Ye Wentian's sword pointed out, the air in front of him froze, and an invisible qi sword also slashed down.

In the next second, the two attacks collided.

"Click!"

"Bang dang...... Boom."

The sand and dust are wanton, and the edge is swept away.

On the desert basin ahead, two extremely deep sword marks were clearly visible at this moment.

The power of the shock swept the two figures at the same time.

Ye Wentian's eyes were shocked, and he took three steps back.

The slightly chubby man on the opposite side also took a few steps back, but he quickly stabilized his figure.

"Anything else?" Ye Wentian's eyes were calm, and he said softly.

It's no wonder that the warriors trapped here have given up the idea of leaving.

Under the suppression of strength, the strength of this sandy sealing formation is almost a dead end.

"Rustle."

「……」

seems to be responding to Ip Mantian.

In the passage of the sand soldiers, there was another sound of footsteps.

This time, eight people walked out directly, the quicksand on their bodies receded, and the terrifying spiritual power around them exploded and swept through.

Although it was not as good as the first two, its spiritual power fluctuations had also reached the Dan realm.

There are a total of ten strong warriors, guarding the third formation.

Ten giants, the breath locked on Ye Wentian at the same time, and the majestic spiritual pressure hit, and the feeling of suffocation was difficult to hide.

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

"Travel, Cheng Yu."

"These two were trapped here at the same time as the old man, and they failed to join forces forty years ago and died here."

"The few people left are also the top powerhouses who have died here over the years."

Behind him, a voice suddenly came.

Immediately after, two majestic spiritual powers swept towards the basin at the same time.

Two figures, abruptly ended.

"That's!"

"Senior and Senior Xiao, are you planning to break into battle?"

「……」

On the big sand dune, a group of black shadow warriors focused their eyes at the same time, staring at the shock in their eyes in front of them.

None of the people present were stupid.

Almost instantly, I guessed the thoughts of the two seniors, and the blood that had been silent for a long time was faintly boiling.

"Yes...... Do you want to break the formation together?" The green ant was stunned for a long time, and then he reacted slightly, and his eyes were slightly blank.

Take a step forward,

She clenched her fists unconsciously.

Trapped here, after so many years, I finally saw a glimmer of hope to leave, and everyone on the sand dunes was excited.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look behind him.

The seniors, Xiao Dongtian and the others, had already passed through the sand at this time, and the figure stood beside him.

Perceived by breath.

These two people are undoubtedly strong in spirit refining.

"Old man researches the yuan."

"Young man, the old man asks you, how sure are you that black door?" Ji Yuan stabilized his breath and asked in a deep voice.

Ahead, except for the third formation.

And in front of the black gate, two terrifying sand soldier giants.

There is no doubt that the strength of the sand soldiers and giants is far greater than the three formations in the sand, even if the giants are suppressed, is there still a roadblock behind them?

For a while, it is impossible to be sure.

Xiao Dongtian's gaze came, and there was no smile on his face, but a little deeper.

His eyes were focused, waiting for Ye Wentian's answer.

"Ten percent." Ye Wentian didn't think twice and responded bluntly.

As soon as these words came out.

Xiao Dongtian's eyes were shocked.

Ji Yuan turned his head even more sharply, staring at the young man in front of him.