"My Elite Troops!"

A talented young man in a green robe let out a cry of pain as he saw that one of his troops was wiped out. It is the captain of the Xuantong compound, Jiang Nan.

"Retreat!" At the same time, several young people of his identity spread their spiritual wings and quickly retreated, and now the entire desert was covered with endless yellow sand, and it was impossible to judge the situation at all.

The Ant Emperor is fierce and oppressive, and between the flips, there is the power of Vientiane surging.

At this time, any action is an act of seeking death, and everyone dares to challenge the status of the Quicksand Ant Emperor as the king of the desert.

"The Quicksand Ant Emperor is really powerful, if we don't work together, we will all die here in today's battle. The person who spoke was the "windmill snow" who entered the blood prison as Xue Wulai, he was dressed in a white robe, with his hands behind his back, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his expression was flying, his eyebrows were cold, and his face was as white as jade. Like a fairy out of the dust.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you still have any selfish intentions? It's just a matter of looking at it! This time, we joined forces to seize the Nine Turns Golden Pill for Fang Shao to improve his strength, and you should also see the forces behind Fang Shao. Honor Fang Shao well, in the future, you will definitely get much more benefits than the Nine Turns Golden Pill!" Hearing that several people did not speak, Lin Yun added another sentence.

Such a nine-turn golden pill that can directly improve by three levels, even if it is sold, it is worth a fortune, who doesn't want it? To say that there is no selfishness, it is indeed impossible.

But after all, now that Donghuaxin, Xixuantong, and Southern Spirit God had all joined Fang Wei's team, it would obviously be unwise to offend the forces behind him because of a little crooked thought.

"For the sake of Fang Shao, we must do our best at all costs. ”

The Divine Courtyard in the prefecture-level area is simply a god-like place in the hearts of many people in the Blood Building, whether it is Xixuantong or the Southern Spirit God, they can't afford to offend, and the two of them finally dispelled the careful thinking in their hearts and complimented.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan was watching Yi Qiqi closely, although his spiritual power was too much to lose, he sensed the danger in advance through the Guò Demon Ring, and still took Li Tianren to quickly move away.

Thundered!

The two fled to a place thousands of meters away, and before they could gain a firm foothold, Zhuo Yifan saw a slow movement of a body as big as the Ant Emperor Mountain, and this movement made a sound of landslides and ground cracks, and the entire basin cracked in all directions, and the thick feet like giant pillars struggled hard, as if the entire desert trembled.

For a while, the smoke and dust rushed into the sky, and the yellow sand blew into the eyes and nose with the sound of the wind, and everyone from the Blood Building fell into a hazy situation. There is a powerful evil aura!

"Tsk!"

Suddenly, the quicksand ant emperor roared, and a long tongue swept towards the surroundings with itself as the center, shaking a wave of sand, surging like a mountain and a sea, where the sand whistle had not passed, countless Blood House monks were buried alive in the sand.

Vientiane galloping, this is the real power of Jindan nine turns!

"Fuck it!"

The sand flowed into his mouth, and a monk hurriedly spit it out, cursing and swearing in his mouth, and he struggled to get rid of the shackles of the sand with all his spiritual strength, and finally pulled his hand out of the yellow sand, and suddenly, where he was, was swept by a golden ocean.

The number of quicksand ants was too large, and these people did not scream, or even react, in just a short moment, after the twenty monks, hundreds of monks were disintegrated into flesh by the quicksand ants, turning into a desert dry bone.

This scene is staggering, more terrifying than hell, the basin is broken by the great power of the Ant Emperor, cracking into a deep ravine, and every grain of sand is full of blood.

In the distance, many Blood Tower monks who had escaped the disaster saw this majestic scene, and all of them looked sluggish and trembled in shock.

"This is the divine power of the Nine Turns of Jindan! My one-arm strength is full of ten thousand elephants, but it is still not worth mentioning compared to the quicksand ant emperor. At best, they can only protect themselves. Li Tianren looked into the distance, his face solemn: "Xue Wulai is coming, they are going to do it." ”

Sure enough, all of a sudden.

In this vast desert, the temperature dropped sharply from the original more than 30 degrees, the slightest snowflakes began to fall, and the blood stains that had not dried up turned into blood-red ice slag with a huge storm condensed into a sharp ice blade, with a wisp of wind and spiritual power to guide and condense into a whirlpool-like huge storm, suddenly expanded, after a while, a storm of more than ten meters descended from the air, and the whole unprecedented seemed to fall into a cold ice hell!

The wind whined and howled, and a white snow field appeared in the steaming desert, and for a while, large snowflakes covered it, and countless quicksand ants were frozen into crystal clear ice beads, unable to move.

"Xue Wulai has come to make a move! This is Blizzard's killing power!"

Zhuo Yifan saw this scene and knew without thinking that it was Xue Wulai's masterpiece, when Xue Wulai dealt with his own little storm, it was nothing compared to this, in a snap of his fingers, he was frozen for a hundred meters, and with the second transformation of Jindan to compete with the Ant Emperor, the strength after the unsealing was really against the sky!

Moreover, Zhuo Yifan believed that Xue Wulai did not use all his strength, although Blizzard's killing power was his main spiritual skill, but with his character, he would generally have some hole cards in his hand.

In the face of Xue Wulai, Zhuo Yifan has a sense of powerlessness that he can't suppress, no matter how strong his soul cultivation is, he is always inferior to others in the realm, and sooner or later he will suffer a big loss in strength. He closed his eyes and regained his spiritual strength in the spirit world while watching the battle,

"It's such a powerful spiritual skill, this spiritual skill needs to be used to condense cold qi from outside the sky by cultivating the spiritual skill of the Yin and Cold attributes, so that it can have such a momentum. However, the Quicksand Ant Emperor is not so easy to deal with. Li Tianren quietly watched the changes and didn't move.

The snowflakes fell on the huge body of the quicksand ant emperor, and immediately condensed into a piece of frost, but the ant emperor was not affected at all, and was provoked by this, it roared angrily, and dozens of sand pillars that could not be embraced by several people rushed into the sky, stabbing at the center of the storm, and suddenly there was a thunderclap in the air, and after a few dry land thunders, this round of ice and snow storm immediately disappeared and became invisible.

"The quicksand ants are still frozen!

Whoosh!

At this time, three figures appeared above the sky around the Ant Emperor, these three people had been preparing for a long time, it was the leaders of the three courtyards, I saw that the runes in their hands were dense, and several spiritual tricks were pinched out at the same time, and the spiritual light emerged, condensing into three three-foot short swords, the sword body was incomparably sharp, exquisite, and flew out under their hands, and the entire desert was illuminated by the brilliance of the three short swords.

"Go!"

The three of them smiled coldly, and at the same time sacrificed their swords, the short sword emitted a spiritual hum under their minds, and only in an instant, it flew out, like a silver snake, releasing thunder and lightning, and in an instant, it burst out with monstrous thunder and swept in all directions.

The three short swords emitted a blue, a blue, and a purple glow flying all over the sky, intertwined into a side of the power grid and constantly bombarded, a large area was hit by lightning, and the desert was scorched black.

"Immortal Soldiers!"

Seeing the divine power of the three short swords, Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly sank. This is no longer a means of spiritual skills and soul arts, but belongs to the immortal soldiers, the level is above the spiritual soldiers, and there is a more powerful soul secret method imprinted in it, and it is rumored that every immortal soldier is a treasure handed down by the legendary master of the god realm level, divided into one to nine grades, and ordinary monks have no way to forge at all.

"I didn't expect them to spend 2,000 blood battle points in exchange for immortal soldiers ......to help them fight for the Nine Turns Golden Pill," Li Tianren couldn't understand: "I don't know how much I can do in the blood prison with 2,000 blood battle points, it's really a loser, and this immortal soldier is not very powerful, it is obviously the lowest ......"

The world of rich people is always incomprehensible, Zhuo Yifan can see it clearly, the power grid shrouded by the "Yin Thunder Three-Pronged Mother Sword" sacrificed by these three people erupted with powerful power and oppressed the Ant Emperor. And the Ant Emperor finally stopped his crazy attack, and was forced to switch from attack to defense under the suppression of the immortal soldiers.

They are already masters of the Jindan realm, and it is not difficult to destroy the mountain with a wave of their hands, but now they are blessed by the immortal soldiers, and the strength is combined with each other, and it is also a breakthrough in Vientiane.

If this method is brought to the present city, it is enough to destroy a city in an instant.

"Strong! It's too strong! A mouthful of immortal soldiers is blessed, and it is really against the sky. ”

The power of the "Yin Thunder Three-Pronged Mother Sword" was earth-shattering, and Zhuo Yifan felt that the overwhelming thunder light was rushing towards him in the soul world, oppressing himself, and the surrounding spiritual power was chaotic, and he wanted to tear the entire desert apart.

"Cut, this king has seen ninth-class immortal soldiers before, the kind of power is called monstrous, shuttling through the caves, destroying mountains and seas, and this king will be hit hard. ”

At this time, the black dragon's sneering voice suddenly sounded, and he let out a sinister smile: "What kind of prestige are these hairy babies showing off with a mouthful of first-class immortal soldiers? You hurry up and recover your spiritual power, and when they are both defeated, use the power of the horizon to directly capture the immortal soldiers!"

"Can you use the horizon space to directly capture the immortal soldiers?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked.