After the sandstorm, Ye Xuan and the others continued to move forward.

Ye Xuan closed his eyes and recuperated, his face was as white as paper, obviously the previous battle against the storm had consumed a lot of essence and blood.

Whether it was Ye Tianlong, Jiang Shan and Liu Xufei, the three True Body Realm cultivators were all ashamed.

Ye Xuan's previous chiseling tactics were afraid that they would be able to rush through the sandstorm without injury, but as a result, they lost the courage to resist when facing the sand waves tens of meters high, so that Ye Xuan had to face the sandstorm and the giant tornado alone.

Ye Ranran and other cultivators of the mortal realm looked at Ye Xuan at this moment as if they were looking at an undefeated god of war, although this god of war was a little ferocious, but it was this kind of ferocity, daring to fight in the sky, so that they could pick up a life, especially that Jin'er's eyes were blurred at all times, if it weren't for the fact that Ye Xuan was recuperating from his injuries, he was afraid that he would have rushed forward desperately.

Of course, such crazy moves also come with huge risks, and Duan Jin'er's fate is likely to be kicked by Ye Xuan and hit the ground with her face.

At this moment, in Ye Xuan's body, the loss of blood qi is still secondary, and it can be supplemented with the blood crystal of the beast king, but it is indeed a bit reluctant to shake the power of heaven and earth with the cultivation of the true body realm.

With the dragon as the pen, the essence of the blood as the ink, the sky as the volume, wrote down a word of the Tao, containing the law of the way of heaven, with the essence of blood as the mediator, pull a hair and move the whole body, destroy the essence and blood in the body, then destroy the Tao word in the air, the law of the road is destroyed, and the law of the tornado ceases to exist.

The loss is not only the essence and blood in the body, but also the consumption of divine consciousness, after all, this is a supernatural power that can only be used by the power of at least above the fugue, if it weren't for Ye Xuan's rebirth after his divine sense is unmatched, he would not be able to complete the stroke of this Dao word at all.

Whether it is physical strength or Taoist supernatural powers, this is what Ye Xuan has to rebuild in this life, and the only thing that does not need to be recultivated is the divine sense, although it was severely damaged during the immortal tribulation, there is no one in ten, but it can be slowly recovered.

Even so, Ye Xuan's divine sense far surpassed that of most cultivators in the Divine Journey Realm, and the few remaining divine thoughts had been refined to the point where they could almost be turned into physical objects.

The so-called divine thoughts are like knives, which can cut Tianjiao, which is an important basis for Ye Xuan to compete with other Tianjiao in the future.

But after this battle against the sky, Ye Xuan's divine consciousness was created, his vitality was greatly injured, and he could only suffer slowly, but deep in his heart, he was looking forward to it even more, in this Xiliang Emperor's Mausoleum, I am afraid that there is really the soul of the former Martial Emperor, if he can kill him, it will be a great supplement to his divine consciousness, and he can ascend to the sky in one step, refine his divine thoughts to the extreme, and condense them into real objects.

When night came, everyone set up their tents and slept, but Ye Xuan was still leaning on the hump of the wind camel, his eyes slightly closed, motionless, as if his soul was swimming outside the world.

There was a round of crescent moon hanging high in the sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on Ye Xuan's face, as if there was a faint brilliance absorbed by the flesh, endlessly.

The most mysterious thing about the Vajra glaze recipe is that it can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, although it is not to refine the solidity of the body, but it can make the muscles and bones of the body more shiny, Ye Xuan has not forgotten the cultivation of the body while recovering his blood.

It seems that everything is careless and unhurried, but Ye Xuan has his own rhythm of cultivation, especially in the dead of night, he can abandon all distracting thoughts in his mind and devote himself to cultivation.

Since he was reborn, Ye Xuan didn't know what sleep was like.

One-third of mortals' time is spent in sleep, which is too wasteful, which is equivalent to the direct shrinkage of ninety years of life to sixty flowers, and most cultivators also have to fall asleep every day, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Ye Xuan is different, he doesn't sleep all night, and he gets twice the result with half the effort when he cultivates, but he occasionally sneaks around during the day, looks at the scenery, and even looks at the fighting methods of the cultivators around him.

One by one, the blood crystals of the beast king were devoured, and the essence blood in Ye Xuan's body was gradually replenished, and the divine consciousness needed a good rest to recover, unless the powerful divine soul was devoured, it could be healed instantly, and it was better than before.

The divine consciousness was injured, at first it was a headache, but at the moment it was just a faint pain, this kind of pain was changed to other people, not to mention crazy, but at least the cultivation was affected, and it was possible to go mad, but for Ye Xuan, it was inconsequential, refining the physical body, and running the true qi as usual, there was no difference.

The sound of long and slow breathing echoed in the air, mixed with undulating snoring, in the face of the sandstorm, after experiencing life and death, everyone was exhausted and fell asleep, except for Ye Tianlong, who was keeping vigil.

Thinking of his despair in the face of the sandstorm, that sense of powerlessness, and the situation when Ye Xuan fought against Huanghuang Tianwei alone with one gun, Ye Tianlong was ashamed, he couldn't sleep at night, he could only take the initiative to keep vigil, even if he didn't make up for it, but he could also reflect on it.

While thinking about how to burst out beyond the limit of power in a desperate situation, Ye Tianlong suddenly felt a slight vibration under his feet, as if something was about to come out of the ground.

With a frustration, Ye Tianlong took a photo with the Night Pearl, only to see a skull hand stretched out from the yellow sand three meters away, followed by a skull exposed, and the skull hand supported the ground, and the whole body drilled out.

The white bone skeleton glowed with a strange light in the moonlight, like a silver coat, and covered it with a layer of armor, and the skeleton actually had a tattered long sword in its hand, although it was rusty, but it still had a certain killing power.

This is just the beginning, Ye Tianlong looked around, within a radius of a kilometer, there seemed to be hundreds of quicksand bags, one by one skeleton soldiers poured out from the ground, all holding swords, slowly after all, everyone's temporary camp.

The Road of Bones, the underground is full of skeleton soldiers?

Ye Tianlong let out a long roar, and the yellow-level long sword Long Xiang suddenly came out of his sheath, directly splitting the skeleton soldiers in front of him into a pile of bone scum, and then killed Ye Ranran's tent.

Everyone woke up one after another, and at a glance they were all white-boned skeleton soldiers, and their hearts were furious, these thousands of skeleton soldiers, could they all be the guards of the emperor's tomb?

Everyone is either a handsome man on the list, or a master on the earth list, and there is a peerless Tianjiao Ye Xuan pressing the formation, although he seems to be still in a fugue, and his eyes have not opened, but the ordinary skeleton soldiers are not a big threat, but the number is a little amazing, killing this group of teenagers and girls The scalp is numb, and the hands and feet are weak.

Back to back, each other's horns, barely holding the camp, but the inside and outside are three, all skeleton soldiers, killing endlessly.

Ye Xuan finally opened his eyes, and the murderous aura was pervasive, as if he was about to make a move, which made everyone happy.

As long as this demon makes a move, not to mention such thousands of skeleton soldiers, it will be several times more, and they will all be wiped out in the snap of a finger.

There was no movement, except for opening his eyes, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, Ye Xuan was like a wooden man, becoming a spectator, watching with interest as everyone was surrounded and killed by the skeleton army.

"Ye Xuan, if you don't make a move, my Duan Jin'er will die, aren't you sad?"

"Yes, Brother Ye Xuan, I am your defeated subordinate, it doesn't matter how I die, but if I am killed by the skeleton soldiers, it will be an insult to your prestige!"

"For the sake of my junior sister Zuoqin, Ye Xuan, you should also make a move, right?

......

The sound of vigorous explosion sounded six times in a row, and Ye Xuan finally made a move, but the result made everyone dumbfounded.

Ye Tianlong and the other six suddenly felt that they had been slapped on the back, and the people had already risen into the air, falling directly into the encirclement of hundreds of skeleton soldiers, and there was no one around them to rely on.

"When the sandstorm hit, you were already wrong once, weak once, so, in half an hour, if you can't kill all the skeletons around you, I will kill you with my own hands, no matter who you are, without mercy. “

Ye Xuan's voice echoed in the air, directly sinking everyone's hearts to the bottom, and there was no way to escape except for a desperate battle.