Fortunately, Long Aotian's question is still likely to be answered.

Because among these four talkers, there is still one alive.

It's a pity that what is left behind is not a great drought that governs everything in the Calamity.

In fact, it is still more dangerous to put an end to the battle with the great drought.

The ability to drought is a bit weird.

Every time you fight, every moment of body touch, you can't feel a lot of water loss in your body.

However, the strength to prevent the gradual weakening of the drought due to lack of water is increasing.

The second is that there is always some fire on him.

These fires appear in different locations, and can even be said to appear in unexpected places.

For example, it is impossible to take advantage of a flaw in the attack of the great drought, but when it is about to hit his body, that kind of fire will appear on his body.

Fortunately, the reaction was relatively fast, and it was avoided at the last moment.

If that time is really hit, I don't know how serious the consequences will be.

During the battle, the flames of Dahan's body fell to the ground.

At the moment of falling, the sand on the ground instantly melts and turns into a transparent crystalline substance.

Then the ground was like a layer of straw paper with coals on it, and a round pit appeared in the ground.

The fire sank down the ground.

It seems that nothing can stop its heat, and even the earth will be pierced in front of it.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like for this fireball to fall on a person.

In short, it will definitely not be better.

Fortunately, the elimination of its own cultivation is several points higher than the drought, coupled with the excellent reaction speed of the elimination itself, so it was not hit by the drought.

If someone else had come, he would have been killed by the drought on the spot.

In order to deal with the severe drought, we have put an end to the direct use of all our strength.

Now he doesn't care if Long Aotian will see that something is wrong.

Through the contact these days, it can be seen that Long Aotian also has secrets.

Either way, he was certainly not a pure soul of life and death.

According to the general theory, both sides have secrets in each other's hands, which means that both sides have no secrets.

Reasonable.

It is precisely because even if he uses all his strength, he still can't crush the drought, and even has to be careful everywhere, that he is sure of a fact.

There is no way to catch the drought alive, and even if you are not careful, you may be killed by the drought.

This makes it a little uncomfortable.

It's not that he didn't think of calling his friends directly, and asking his brothers to come together for a righteous group fight.

He's shameless anyway.

But the problem is that the drought is too difficult for this person.

He should be the strongest of these people.

Anyone who is close to the Yin General must always be careful of the drought, if these people go together, if they are not careful, someone may be damaged here.

Such senseless casualties are undesirable.

Therefore, I put an end to perseverance and planned to directly kill the drought.

Finally, after once again catching a flaw in the drought, the killer was eliminated.

After using his body to dodge the attack of the great drought, he put an end to the light skill, and one flipped backwards behind the great drought, and the yang lock of the left hand entangled the great drought, and then the right hand poked out.

The yin lock rushed out of the sleeve and burrowed into the body of the great drought.

With a scream from Da Han, Bai Lock kept stirring in Da Han's body, turning his entire soul into a mess.

After the soul died, Da Han's body had become an empty shell, and naturally he no longer had the ability to attack, so he fell to the ground softly.

At the moment when the soul disappeared, the corpse of the Great Drought also changed.

The corpses of the previous few people had become dilapidated due to the battle, and only Da Han's body was still intact.

When everyone came over to look at it, they found that Da Han's body was like a rag wow.

The whole skin became coarse, as if it had been stitched together by several rotten steps.

The eyes are two worn-out buttons, and the corners of the mouth are full of stitches and seams.

It's terrifying.

"In this way, the soul should be the driving force for them, and once the soul dies or dissipates, they will reveal their true colors." No guesswork.

Long Aotian was still puzzled: "It should be the abyss that turned them into this, but how did the abyss do it?" Does it give life to the puppet, or does it turn the person into a puppet, or does it gradually turn into a puppet as soon as you step into the Hongliu Slope? ”

Putting on a shake of his head, he didn't know the answer either.

"But don't we have one more to do?" As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the sandstorm that was tied to the side.

The battle between Takara and Sandstorm was the second to end, and the only one to capture the opposing side alive.

Even Long Aotian, who was sweeping the formation, didn't see what kind of means Gao Liangfeng used.

He only felt that the sandstorm was on par with Gao Liangfeng one moment, and the next moment the sandstorm was tied up and thrown to the ground by Gao Liangfeng.

Even his pipa bone was pierced by Gao Liangfeng with an iron chain.

A small sealing formation was also affixed to the dantian.

This cut off all possibility of escape from the sandstorm.

I have to say that this method really shocked Long Aotian.

If such a bizarre method was used on Long Aotian, he couldn't believe what would happen.

I'm afraid it's not as good as a sandstorm.

The Palace of Eternal Life is indeed the Sleeping Dragon and Hidden Tiger.

Fortunately, Gao Liangfeng is on their side at this moment.

Sandstorm sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Several people gathered around him, and Long Aotian placed several corpses in front of him and asked him, "What the hell is going on, why did their bodies become like this?" ”

Hearing this, Sandstorm opened his eyes, and after taking a look, Sandstorm smiled.

"Insult me by insulting my brother's corpse, is that what you guys are doing? That's really boring. ”

"What do you mean, you can't see?" Long Aotian frowned.

"I can see it, how can I not see it? How can I not see that they have been beheaded and entrailed by you, and now they are going to be humiliated by you before me like pork? ”

"If you look closely, their bodies have become dolls!"

Hearing this, Sandstorm smiled, and the meaning of the ridicule at the corner of his mouth was self-evident.

Long Aotian was thoughtful.

It seems that for those who have already been affected, these anomalies are not visible.

This is a good way to tell if you have been affected by the abyss.

However, since Sandstorm couldn't even see the abnormality of the corpse, there was no need to expect him to know anything about the abyss.

Long Aotian shook his head and ended his interrogation.

After Long Aotian retreated, Gao Liangfeng stepped forward.

"Sandstorm, huh? I know you. Gao Liangfeng had a smile on his face: "You are different from other people, you are cruel, but you are not a thirst for killing, as far as I know, you have never killed a civilian with your own hands.

You don't have to die, give me all the news related to the Calamity, and I can keep you from dying. ”

"What do you think......" Sandstorm looked up and smiled, "Am I really afraid of death?" ”

"Of course you are not afraid of death, but if you can live, why should you die?"

"My brothers are dead, why am I still alive?"

"Do you really think of them as brothers? You've been part of the civilian rebellion, and even if you don't stand with the civilians anymore, you're not going to be able to integrate with these rulers so quickly, right? ”

"Shocked, incredible?" Sandstorm asked rhetorically: "Yes, I am indeed a scumbag, but what makes you arbitrarily believe that scumbags are not worthy of affection?" ”

"What makes you conclude that our relationship is just an intersection of interests?"

"What makes you think that scum don't have feelings of their own, just a bunch of cold monsters?"

"Bullying is the inherent inferiority of human beings, but how can you be sure that there is no shining point in that person because of this inherent inferiority?"

"People are complex, you may not know it, but I want to tell you, people are creatures, he is never black and white."

"You may not understand that kind of complexity, but it's this contradiction and complexity that makes life extraordinarily interesting."

"Isn't it arrogant to infer the life of the other party based on only one of their actions or a simple hierarchy without verification?"

"How is your arrogance different from those rulers who slaughter their people from above?"

"What was your original intention for joining the Hall of Eternal Life, do you still remember?"

Under a series of questions from the sandstorm, Gao Liangfeng did not say a word.

Finally, Sandstorm ended the conversation with one sentence: "You know, the reason I left the Resistance in the first place was because there were so many arrogant people like you.

Too much bitterness and hatred made me feel very uncomfortable there.

In contrast, the calamity will be much more relaxed. ”

"That's nature, and indulgence is always happier than self-restraint." Gao Liangfeng finally spoke: "Some of your views may be a little biased because of the relationship between your different positions, but no matter what, ......"

Gao Liangfeng bowed and said solemnly: "I have been taught!" ”

"Hahaha, good! It's good to be taught! Sandstorm laughed and said, "I'm a scumbag who can't restrain myself, and I deserve to get this far, but I'm sure you'll go further than me."

Since you have been taught by me, I can be regarded as kind to you, so why don't you do me a favor. ”

Gao Liangfeng naturally knew what that busyness meant.

He stared at Sandstorm, his eyes full of determination.

Gao Liangfeng knew that the matter was irreparable.

He sighed, nodded, and stood behind the sandstorm.

With a brush, the waist knife hanging on Gao Liangfeng's waist was pulled out by him.

As the iron intersected with the gold and iron of the scabbard, the air around it became a little cold.

It was late at night and the temperature was starting to drop.

Hearing the sound of the sword behind him, Sandstorm silently closed his eyes.

That's exactly what he's been looking forward to since just now.

The waist knife behind him was slowly raised above his head.

Brush.

Under the light of the moon, a touch of blood red shot straight into the sky.

Sandstorm's body fell gently to the ground.

He was also turned into a doll.

Just like the other talkers who fell beside him.