Zhou Yang showed his true body, and the King of Freedom did not have anything, but Lao Chi's eyes lit up significantly.

Bai Lian wasn't too surprised, because as early as when he fought with Zhou Yang, he saw the identity of Zhou Yang's fake monk.

There was still some distance from the spiritual vein sand domain, Zhou Yang woke up from his meditation, and the rich aura came to his face, making people feel refreshed, and every pore automatically opened, actively absorbing the aura.

Except for the Easy King, Zhou Yang and the three of them all wanted to scream comfortably.

Flying over the sandy region, they had a feeling of fluttering immortals, and they really wanted to sink here forever.

"I knew that this place was so wonderful, what kind of effort did I still have to stay in Shooting Sun City!" Lao Chi also came here for the first time, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Yes, it's really unforgettable!" Zhou Yang took a deep breath, feeling that his cultivation had improved a little bit.

Unlike the deserts in other places, there are patches of flowers and trees everywhere, and there are countless oases of all sizes, and spiritual herbs and elixirs can be found everywhere. Of course, the vintage is not visible, and it has long been picked up.

On each oasis in the Lingmai Sand Domain, there are rows of buildings, all of which are wooden structures, and each house is simple and simple, mostly bungalows and two-story buildings.

Zhou Yang found that it was not that there were no stones here, on the contrary, there were still a lot of stones, but they were mainly gravel, and they were piled up into hills.

This is the discarded stone of the vein, and the closer you get to the vein, the more hills of this gravel there are.

The cultivators they saw along the way were all imperial soldiers, and there were no outsiders at all. As the Tea King said, the vast Spirit Vein Sand Domain is now completely occupied by the Empire.

And the one who rules this place is one of the four elites of the empire led by the Easy King, the Predator Legion.

At this time, the flying magic weapon fell in front of a two-story small building, and there were already a few people waiting, and when they saw that the king of Xiaoyao had come out of the magic weapon, they hurried up to meet them.

"What's wrong?" asked the King of Pleasure.

"Lord Wang, you're back, something happened to the No. 29 ore vein!" a middle-aged cultivator from fifty miles away hurriedly replied.

Zhou Yang's gaze swept over this person, and it was estimated that the cultivation should be in the Jindan Great Perfection, and the other three were equivalent to his realm.

"What happened to the end?" the King frowned.

"A few days ago, someone came to report that there was an underground spiritual vein in the No. 29 mine that disappeared inexplicably, but it was not obvious, and it may not disappear in a few days, they thought it had moved elsewhere, and they didn't pay attention to it.

However, in the past two days, they have suddenly disappeared frequently, and yesterday alone, six third-level spirit veins have disappeared inexplicably. Moreover, we found that under the main vein of No. 29 ore vein, there are a large number of spirit stone layers that have also disappeared inexplicably. The middle-aged master was a little anxious.

"Have you found out the reason?" said the King with a cold face.

"After three days of investigation, not only did there be no result, but also five spiritual veins disappeared out of thin air from under our noses! However, his subordinates speculated that in the extreme depths of the No. 29 vein, there should be an inexplicable creature, or ......"

"If you have something to say, say it!" said the King of Pleasure impatiently.

"Or maybe it's the work of the strong. The middle-aged master sweated on his forehead.

"With your cultivation, you can't even find out the reason, if it was done by a strong person, it should be above the god realm?"

"Quite possibly. ”

"Have you found any secret passages underground?"

"Nope. ”

"What about the traces left by the strong?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"Let's go to Vein Twenty-Nine at once!" the King of Joy did not enter the house, but turned and left.

After taking a few steps, he turned around and said, "You two live here first, and when you have nothing to do, familiarize yourself with the environment first." General Linghu, you are responsible for their safety. ”

"Yes!" replied an old man in light armor.

King Xiaoyao took people away, and General Linghu first arranged for Zhou Yang and others to stay, and then called a thousand commanders and a hundred lightly armored soldiers to protect them, and then left.

The Predator Legion here is different from the Dingbei City Guard, and this commander is not the commander of the other thousand.

The commander of Dingbei City is usually cultivated in the late Tianyuan period, but the commander in front of him is a real master in the early stage of Jindan, and he is not much different from the chief flag officer of the city guard of Sun Shooting City.

Of course, in the army of the Agni Empire, ordinary commanders are usually held by false Dan cultivators.

And the iron-blooded army led by the King of Freedom is the elite of the elite of the imperial army, and the commander must reach the early stage of Jindan.

And the commander of ten thousand must reach the peak or mid-stage cultivation of the early stage of Jindan. When he reached the peak of the later period of Jindan, he could be promoted to deputy general, serving as the commander of any town, and ruled 100,000 elite soldiers.

The position of the general of the general in command of the million-strong army must reach the Jindan Great Perfection in order to cultivate.

That Linghu General is a true Jindan Great Perfection master, and he is only one step away from being a demigod.

The commander in front of him is surnamed Yan, a famous mountain, and is a capable general under General Linghu, who has killed three masters of the same rank in the previous battle of the Sand Domain, and was awarded the title of third-class viscount, so he always calls himself a lord.

Yan Shan's personality is very straight and arrogant, General Linghu ordered him to protect the safety of Zhou Yang and the others, so he sent Zhou Yang and Lao Chi into the small building, and blocked Bai Lian outside, and his attitude towards him was also very cold.

Bai Lian frowned, although his identity was a servant, he was only a servant of Zhou Yang, and he was still very arrogant in front of others.

Yan Shan ignored him, and even looked at him with some hatred, Bai Lian did not flinch from this, and looked at each other angrily.

"Alien barbarian, you dare to stare at Benjue, can't you find death!" Yan Shan reprimanded menacingly, and his subordinates also glanced at him unkindly.

"What's wrong with staring at you, are you afraid to look at you?" Although Bai Lian spoke slowly, his words were also very choking.

"What are you, Benjue will be afraid of you!" Yan Shan was furious and opened his mouth to scold.

"Your mouth is so stinky, I think it's better to wash it before you speak!" Bai Lian is also angry and does not pay for his life.

"You are looking for death!" Yan Shan was extremely angry, the wind was blowing, and he raised his hand to be a palm.

Bai Lian is not the master of losses, not only does he not suffer, but he is also very bad. The other party made a palm, but he directly used the magic weapon.

Yan Shan's qi turned into a four-headed monster and pounced on Bai Lian, Bai Lian instantly sacrificed the white bone, not only dissolved the palm power in an instant, but also quickly turned into a white bone palace, a huge white shadow covered Yan Shan, and the phantoms of many powerful ghosts reached out and grabbed it together.

Although Yan Shan was a master in the early stage of Jindan, his divine soul strength was still much worse than Zhou Yang's, and he didn't have a demon suppression tower, and after only three breaths, his expression was confused.

Not only Yan Shan, but even many of the subordinates around him who stood up and cheered for him became demented, and their spirits were drawn by the White Bone Palace.