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The two moons are at the head, one red and one blue, and they are slowly approaching.

The blue moon is slightly weaker, and the red moon is like the setting sun in the west, and the fluorescence of the two converges together, reflecting the endless desert in a scarlet color.

A group of six exploration groups had already stepped into this desert at this time. With the yellow sand flowing under his feet, he quietly walked forward in this dead night.

No one dares to take the risk of this strange ruin, including him. But there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and the Ying family has offered attractive conditions, which can always impress some people who are not afraid of life and death to explore the way.

Along the way in this ancient ruins, the pathfinders have experienced a lot of dangers, among the four groups, there were originally sixty people, but now nearly half of them have been killed and wounded, including the Yingcheng Temple, Chen Mo and others who have just arrived, and now there are only about forty people left.

The group slowly approached the blood-red temple standing in the middle of the desert.

The temple has seven triangular faces, made of huge stone blocks, and I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, but from a distance, there is already a dilapidated scene.

The twin moons fuse together to form a beam of light that hits directly into the top of the temple, and this beam is a blend of red and blue, and it is said that the thing that absorbs the light of the twin moons is called the crystal core.

The energy it gathers is unimaginable.

Everyone ventured forward, but they all had their own ghosts and were greedy early.

Rustling......

Suddenly. The sound of grinding sand came from all around.

Hearing the sound, the group stopped abruptly.

Looking through the moonlight, dozens of "sand waves" surged in the sand grains in front of the temple. Before everyone could react. And he was gone.

The Yingcheng Temple was brought to the temple when everyone appeared in the place called the 'Temple of Ruins'.

Ying Cheng Temple pushed aside the two people who were blocking in front of him and leaned out. His brow furrowed. With a half-step Saint Rank cultivation, even in this strange dark night, his eyes looked into the distance, and they were no different from day.

"Hmph. ”

Ying Chengci sneered, clearly showing something abnormal, and said, "Ying Wei, go and invite Xuanyuan Gongzi." ”

He clearly wanted Chen Mo to take risks and explore the way.

The corners of Ying Wei's mouth hooked. He immediately retreated.

Beside Ying Cheng Ancestral Hall, Ying Lianggong deliberately restrained his breath, and it seemed that he only had the strength of the Heavenly Rank. Not at all inconspicuous.

Listening to Yingcheng Ancestral Hall's instructions, he looked deeply ahead and knew it.

In a moment, Ying Wei trotted all the way over. Suppressing his anger, he reported: "Young Master." Xuanyuan Mo and Gao Fei and the others are gone. ”

"What, it's gone?" Ying Chengci turned around.

"Haha, it's just a kid who is afraid of death, without him, we can get an extra share, isn't it right?"

The patrol looked.

This person has a rough appearance. The tiger-backed bear was wrapped in a black armor around his waist and held a blood-dried, blackiron hammer. There was a white cloth tied to his right arm, and there were blood stains, and he must have experienced a lot of fighting when he came all the way.

Behind him stood five retinues full of murderous aura.

"Huh...... 6 What the Hong brothers said is extremely true. Ying Chengci soothed.

6 Hong, originally a loose cultivator from a foreign country, a group of thirteen people originally came, and now there are only six left. But these people have always lived a life of licking blood from the knife edge, and they are mercenary, and their heads are no longer their own.

Boom!

6 Hongyi put the black iron hammer in his hand upside down on the ground, and two iron hammers the size of a skull fell to the ground, causing a splash of sand around him.

The corners of his mouth twitched and said, "Since that's the case, then Young Master Ying will arrange it." ”

For this kind of person, Yingcheng Temple naturally doesn't pay attention to it, but it is very appropriate to use them to explore the way.

Then he said: "Then there is Brother Lao 6 Hong first, you can take up half of the resources you get, how about it?"

"Really?" asked 6 Hong.

Yingcheng Temple turned around and looked at the temple standing quietly not far away, and the group looked like the size of ants.

He chuckled, looked up at Shuangyue, who was already close, and said, "The Ying family has always been good at talking. ”

"Huh...... Then thank you Young Master Ying first. 6 Hongyi lifted the hammer, put it on his chest with a snort, and led the entourage behind him to the temple first.

Far away, the distance of nearly a dozen zhang was torn apart, and Yingcheng Temple led everyone to follow.

Call~

6 Hong led the scattered cultivators, and when he walked to a place less than a hundred feet away from the temple, an eerie cold wind blew in his face. The cold wind was not sharp, and swept up a burst of sand.

6 Hong raised the hammer and stopped suddenly.

Rustling......

Suddenly, there was a strange sound behind me.

The group turned around abruptly.

The "sand waves" behind them rose again, wave after wave. It was clear that something was running on the surface of the desert, and it was surprisingly fast, and the sand grains were lifted like waves.

In a few breaths, the dead silence in front of this temple was completely broken.

The whistling wind was endless, and the grains of sand were flying all over the sky, which were stirred to form an hourglass, and for a while, six people were surrounded in it.

The six people were back to back, except for the 6 Hongti hammer to deal with, the other five people clenched the long knives in their hands one after another.

"Big brother, what is this?" shouted a loose cultivator.

6 Hong has the cultivation of the middle level of the heavenly level, and he is not a fancy cultivator who cultivates in vain, and he has seen a lot of strange things, so he seems very calm at this time.

"The Wuyue people?" he whispered.

Along the way, I experienced a lot of dangers, but at the same time, I also got a general understanding of the ruins on some ruins. And the Wuyue people are the servants who protect the temple.

If a group of people were going to enter the temple, it would naturally provoke their counterattack.

However, before this Wuyue man appeared, he cast such a strange formation, which he didn't expect.

Immediately, 6 Hong raised the Xuantie Hammer, and a silver-white energy burst in, pouring into the hammer. The tiger's eyes glared at the swirling grains of sand.

Rumble!

With a dull sound, a strong recoil force hit.

6. There was a tearing pain in the tiger's mouth. The arm was affected by the recoil force, and the black iron hammer held in the palm of the hand involuntarily threw it sideways.

Boom.

With a dull thud, the hammer was neither crooked nor slanted. smashed on the head of one of the attendants, directly smashing his head to pieces. Blood splattered, accompanied by white brains, staining the entire hammer body.

"Ahh ”

The people next to him were startled and avoided one after another.

But before a few people could react, a black shadow appeared in the overwhelming swirling sand.

6. Hong's pupils suddenly opened.

The black shadow was more than a foot long. His skin was dark and shiny, with a white crescent moon printed on his forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot. He grinned and looked hideous.

In particular, the limbs that support the body have sharp nails on the fingertips.

"This ...... Is this a person?" 6 Hong exclaimed.

Could it be that he is the Wuyue Man who guards the temple?

The entourage was still silent and frightened, the guy who seemed to be inhuman. A tiger pounced. The front paws swung towards a loose cultivator's face, and he turned around and disappeared into the sand.

"Ah~"

When there was a wail, the attacked Sanxiu fell to the ground, holding his head and rolling on the spot.

The speed of the Wuyue people was amazing, and even 6 Hong didn't react. At the moment, he stared at the tiger's eyes and swept around, only the sand particles in the sky were around, and there was only the whistling wind in his ears, and there was no other movement.

He cautiously took two steps back. Reaching out to support the injured Sanxiu, he ripped his palm open.

This. He was shocked into a cold sweat.

It is said that as a casual cultivator, he has seen a lot of brutal killings, but the situation in front of him makes 6 Hong terrified.

The skin on Sanxiu's face was actually torn off by a claw, and Senbai's cheekbones were exposed, and he was constantly bubbling with bright red blood.

In just a dozen breaths, six people lost two, one died, and one was worse than dead.

"Kill me. 6 Hong yelled.

Raising the Xuaniron Hammer in his hand, he poured a breath of white Xuanqi, and the Xuangang of the protective body suddenly appeared.

One step forward, he grabbed the handle with both hands and struck at the flying sand grains in the sky.

With this blow, he fought with all his strength.

Rumble!

A layer of silver light appeared on the overwhelming sand. Half of the hammer sank into the sand, but the original counterattack force did not appear.

6 Hong's eyes were full of doubts, and his strong arms were about to take the hammer when he returned his hand.

Oh no! The hammer is so hard to pull out.

He clasped his palm and pulled it back with all his might. The force was used to the fullest, and now that the effect was seen, the Xuantie hammer was pulled out at all.

Suddenly.

6 Hong's body was shocked, his eyes stared at the Xuantie Hammer in horror, and he stopped tugging. On the black iron hammer, a black claw was buckled on it.

This claw is not unfamiliar, it is the claw that grabbed half of Sanxiu's face just now, and there are still traces of blood on it.

At this time, even though 6 Hong gave up the pull, the claw held the black iron hammer and slowly pushed it over.

Knowing the power of the Wuyue people, several of their followers stepped back, and the long knife they held in their hands was raised to their chests.

Quietly, under the witness of several people, the huge claws poked out, and a humanoid head also showed its true face from the sand hurricane.

His black head was covered with only sparse hair, a pair of slender ears, and bloodshot pupils were full of ferocity.

"Ah~"

A few scattered cultivators beside him roared, holding their long knives and about to slash over.

"Be careful. 6 Hong exclaimed.

Almost at the same time, with the Dark Iron Hammer as the center, four Wuyue people jumped out of the surrounding sand hurricane. is also lying on his stomach, and several people on his forehead are the same, all with crescent marks.

Without the slightest pause, his forelimbs flicked, and he pounced on a few loose cultivators.

Bang.

The past three loose cultivators were pressed to the ground, and their sharp claws poked directly into their chests, and with a snort, the three of them were torn in half without even having a chance to ask for help.

Oh~

The Wuyue man holding the black iron hammer hissed on his back, and his slender ears grew inch by inch, and his entire humanoid face became distorted, and four sharp teeth appeared in his mouth.

In a breath, the other Wuyue people did the same, becoming human-like, cat-like, non-cat-like.

...... (To be continued......)

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