"Lord in Yellow?"

"Yes, I heard you right!" Lu Xuan looked at the yellow sand in the sky, and his heart was uncertain, these howling winds were like invisibly shouting the names of the great shore, they were indescribable, indescribable existences, and the words that could only be thought of could only be their homonyms.

"It's the terrifying existence that Wuzhuang saw, it has come to Dajin! It's there! ”

Lu Xuan pulled out the black sword on his back, his bleeding eyes, and looked at the world vaguely, vaguely able to see the yellow corners of his clothes in the air, but no matter what, he couldn't really see it, he could only feel that this immortal temple had already been surrounded by something that could not be said and could not be looked at directly.

"The sky is blue~ the rain is boundless! The mountains and rivers are uneven, the fairy is not Ling, hahaha, the water of the forgotten river, the bridge, the Yama Hall that can't be crossed~"

The wind swept through the sand and stones, and in the midst of the sand and stones, the goddess continued to sing strange songs in a frenzy.

"Senior, it's there, can this place really stop him?"

Lu Xuan had faced that kind of existence head-on, and he knew its horror well, he didn't think that such a dilapidated immortal temple could block the existence that ordinary people couldn't understand.

The goddess didn't seem to hear Lu Xuan's inquiry, and continued to chant by herself, her voice became louder and louder, and her tone became more and more strange, until finally, she couldn't even hear what she was singing:

"Na Crane Qiao Whip, Tom Emblem ~ Shengsheng Shishi, Humiliation Huile ~"

Lu Xuan was on guard, and suddenly found that the chanting of the goddess seemed to make more two-life flowers grow in the yard, and the bright red flowers grew in the cracks of the stones, on the masonry, and even on the eaves, and they exuded a strange fragrance, which eased the original tense mood a lot.

"Xianfan."

The sounds that could be heard invisibly also changed at this time.

Xuanfan?

What is it talking about?

Lu Xuan's brows were tightly furrowed, he couldn't hear what the invisible existence was saying, he could only feel its angry emotions, and he could only see countless yellow sand falling on the building of the Immortal Temple.

Immediately after, the tiles of the entire immortal temple began to fall, and cracks appeared in the stone bricks, as if they were being destroyed by something.

Rubble tiles fell to the ground.

In an instant, half of this immortal temple collapsed, Lu Xuan turned around, and the gate of the main hall just collapsed, and with a "boom", the statue made of clay tires appeared in front of him.

The idol looked like an old man, with white hair and most of the paint on it.

But in the yin eyes, Lu Xuan could see that this statue was exuding a faint golden light.

Wherever the light shrouds, the yellow sand is simply difficult to invade.

Sanqing?

The chanting of the goddess summoned Sanqing, who was sheltering this immortal temple?

The affairs in the Immortal Temple were no longer something that he could meddle in, Lu Xuan looked at the statue of the god that exuded golden light, and his expression was uncertain.

There is no doubt that this is a battle between Sanqing and that unspeakable existence, and he is like an ant in front of them, as long as he leaves the scope of the Immortal Temple, he will inevitably fall into great danger.

But what are they fighting for?

Is this the temple?

Lu Xuan's mind turned, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand these two invisible and untouchable gods.

I can only lean towards the goddess in the hope of surviving this crisis.

But as soon as he took two steps, he suddenly found that his movements had become extremely slow.

Looking down, he saw that his calves had been buried by the yellow sand brought by the strong wind.

He pulled out his left leg, and was stunned, only to see that the flesh and blood on his leg had been hollowed out by the yellow sand, and his pants were blurred, and the pain in his heart instantly surged into his heart at this time, making him fall to the ground uncontrollably.

"Yellow sand! It turns out that these yellow sands are also evil! ”

The intense pain made Lu Xuan's face almost distort.

He hissed and howled in pain, and stretched out his hand to drive the black sword, but the sound of the wind howling in his ears became more and more obvious in his ears, like the whispers of the old gods, and like the wails of evil spirits, which made his thinking sluggish and his movements much slower.

Just when Lu Xuan was affected by its sound, the yellow sand on the ground, like a quagmire, kept pulling this body down.

"Hey, do you want to live? Let me out, I can help you out. “

"Get out of here!"

Although his thinking became sluggish, Lu Xuan still instinctively hated him, and after holding the black sword in front of him, he recited the magic mantra with difficulty:

"Yang ...... Thunder ~ Broken ....."

In the faint sound, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in the Immortal Temple, like an electric eel, enveloping the entire Immortal Temple, and even the sound of the wind howling was stagnant.

However, the black sword, which had encountered evil and invincible in the past, was so powerless in the face of these formless things, unable to destroy the yellow sand that gradually covered the Immortal Temple, nor could it completely stop the strange wind.

Lu Xuan's body was constantly falling, and it was too late for him to use the "Hidden Heart Sutra", his entire body was basically submerged in the yellow sand, and his breathing became extremely difficult......

The sea of red flowers was replaced by yellow sand.

Little by little, his consciousness was being lost......

In a trance, he could feel that the indescribable existence had come to the Immortal Temple.

Falling into the yellow sand, he was like falling into an ice cave, his body felt unusually cold, and his thinking almost completely stopped, as if he was deep in an endless darkness, faintly a pair of giant hands were reaching out to him.

Just as the hand was about to approach him, the chant of the goddess broke the deep darkness:

"Envy ~ Nonoline 糍纛 comfort Laos!"

The golden light extended from the edge of darkness, and the big black hand quickly receded.

The pain in his body became clear again, making Lu Xuan feel tormented, and he opened his eyes with a painful expression, only to find that he was once again in the sea of red flowers, and those yellow sand with vitality receded like a tide towards the outside of the temple.

Hurt.

It hurts.

Most of the skin and flesh on Lu Xuan's body were eaten by the yellow sand, but he knew that he had to stay awake now, and he must not pass out.

He bit the tip of his tongue and controlled the black tentacles to help him stand up.

Looking around, he suddenly found that the goddess surrounded by two flowers had completely turned into a white bone.

Raising his head, he looked at the main hall, the statue of the god that radiated a golden light, the light was dim........

When the sand receded completely, the last shimmer of light disappeared.

"Click."

At the moment when the light was lost, the clay tire on the left side of the idol suddenly fell off.

The next moment, the statue of Sanqing was like dried mud, and cracks appeared from it until it shattered and collapsed......