With a stroke of Yang Jian's hand, the red fairy sword in the sword box flew up, turning into a burning flame, illuminating a large circle around it.

Then he put his hand on the red mole between his eyebrows, and the red mole slowly cracked a slit, and then opened left and right, and it was actually an eye.

Divine eye!

Is this Yang Jian the Erlang God Yang Jian?

With him covered, it's much safer.

Yang Jian used the eye of heaven to probe around, pointed to the northwest and said, "There are people there." ”

The three of them flew to the northwest, and Jiang Yi was not good at using the Sky Control Technique in front of people, so he had to let Yang Jian support him forward.

The night was late and the air was even more humid and cold.

The cold wind was biting, blowing the clothes into a hunting sound.

This stone forest is really big, and the further they go, the higher the stone peaks, at first they can fly straight, but later they have to go around the stone peaks.

However, the green vines and thorns on the rocks were dense, and Jiang Yi's clothes were torn several times.

They flew for a quarter of an hour before they came across a field surrounded by five pinnacles.

fell, and in the center of the earth was an altar.

The altar is divided into eighteen steps, surrounded by white flags, or written "mourning" or "laying", the altar is tattooed with hideous animal heads, a ghost fire is lit in the southwest corner, and a skeleton is hung in the northeast corner.

Jiang Yi looked at the altar and felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Yang Jian stared for a moment and said, "It's the Yin Array." ”

"Yin Array?"

Just hearing the name, you know that it is not a good stubble.

Yang Jian said again: "The Yin Array is used by demons to worship the old monsters of Yin Mountain, and it takes a hundred boys and girls to set up this formation for the old monsters of Yin Mountain to suck their spirits, and if they are satisfied, they will improve the cultivation of the people who are committed." ”

Jiang Yi suddenly realized: "In this way, those missing children were captured by demons as sacrifices." However, this method is really evil enough. ”

Yang Jian nodded slightly, and his eyes gradually became alert: "My master recently sensed that the stone forest was in turmoil, so he sent me to investigate, it seems that it is really as he expected, there are demons doing evil here." ”

Hong Jin clenched the long knife and said angrily: "Which demon who doesn't want to die, dares to rob Uncle Ben's child as a sacrifice, I will definitely break his body into ten thousand pieces." ”

At this moment, suddenly a black shadow rushed over and hit Hong Jin's back heart.

Due to the suddenness of the incident, Hong Jin did not react at all.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, the flame beside Yang Jian turned into a fairy sword, and with a "bang", the black shadow was blocked.

Hong Jin immediately turned over and rolled away, but the three of them all said "Huh", it turned out that the black shadow was Peng Dashou.

I saw that he was holding an iron whip in his hand, and he used all his strength to blow that blow, but he was blocked by Yang Jian's fairy sword, and his hand was still numb.

"It turned out to be you, I thought it was a demon, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Peng Dashou settled down.

Hong Jin scolded: "Damn, what kind of eyes do you have, you almost killed Uncle Ben." ”

Yang Jian arched his hand: "It turned out to be General Peng." ”

Peng Dashou was a little surprised to see Yang Jian: "It's Brother Yang of Sanyang Palace, why are you here?"

Yang Jian looked at the altar and said, "The master sensed that there was a demon here, and ordered me to take a look." ”

Jiang Yi looked around and asked, "General Peng, can you see my senior sister?"

Peng Dashou shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I walked all the way after I was separated from you, and I came here." I saw that this formation was set up strangely, and I thought it must be where the demons were, so I saw you just now, and mistook you for demons. ”

"Whew-whew-"

At this time, a strong wind blew, and the four immediately stopped talking.

For they all felt that in the wind, there were grains of sand, dry and cold sand.

Yang Jian quickly pinched the trick, and the red fairy sword turned into an extremely bright fireball, illuminating the entire field.

Peng Dashou clenched the iron whip, and Hong Jin held the long knife in both hands.

Jiang Yi also gathered his mind, grabbed the ebony stick, and held it horizontally in front of him, squinting at everything around him.

The wind blew on the altar, forming a tornado, and the surrounding sand slowly gathered up, gradually conjuring a figure on the altar's beast head.

The demon was bald, with a vicious gaze, two extremely thick dark circles, the upper body was exposed, and the lower body was drowned in a cloud of dust, and the yellow sand followed him like a shadow.

Immediately, there was a chilling laughter from heaven and earth.

"Be careful, everyone, this demon is the Sand King. He is the godson of Shi Ji of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and he has a strong demon law, and he has done evil all these years, and he doesn't know how much blood debt he has committed. ”

Yang Jian clenched his fists, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his cheeks.

Jiang Yi said secretly: If there is a lot of sand, you are called the sand king, why don't you call the sand sculpture king. However, according to the evil Tongtian, Shi Ji is his senior sister, and this demon is the godson of his senior sister, isn't he a generation lower than himself.

Of course, he could only think so in his heart, after all, it was not good to tell others about his entry into the Demon Dao, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

However, this sand king glanced at the four people opposite, and immediately locked on Jiang Yi, who had the lowest cultivation.

As soon as he grabbed it, it actually extended more than ten zhang long, and grabbed Jiang Yi's throat directly.

Jiang Yi was shocked: Sand sculpture king, you are picking soft persimmons and pinching them.

He suddenly regretted a little, why did he use the Hidden Immortal Stone to hide his cultivation.

Fortunately, Yang Jian snapped his fingers, and the black and white fairy swords in the sword box were unsheathed at the same time and slashed down at the hand of the Sand King.

The moment the hand was cut off by the fairy sword, only the sound of "brushing" was heard, and the severed hand turned into clear grains of sand, which fell neatly and fell to the ground and became a pile of sand.

"Those who enter my Yin Array must die......"

The Sand King suddenly bounced up from the altar and pounced on Jiang Yi.

"It's a good time!" Yang Jian saw that Jiang Yi's cultivation was not high, and thinking that he was Daji's junior brother, he hurriedly protected him with a fairy sword.

The three fairy swords converged together, and "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" stabbed towards the sand king.

But the sand king did not hide, but roared angrily, and his body turned into a thick ball of rolling yellow sand.

The fairy sword pierced into the yellow sand, and was wrapped in sand and disappeared.

Yang Jian saw that the magic weapon was trapped, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

At this time, Peng Dashou and Hong Jin shot at the same time, attacking the yellow sand on the left and right.

But in the same way, the moment the long knife and the iron whip hit the yellow sand, they also sank deeply.

If it weren't for the powerful infusion of true qi into the magic weapon, this long knife and iron whip would have been sucked into it by the rolling yellow sand.

Jiang Yi quietly took a step back.

He was just pretending to be on the ebony stick, and he didn't want to join the battle at all.

At this time, Yang Jian pinched his fingers and said in a low voice: "Three talents return to the yuan!"

In the yellow sand, a red light suddenly lit up, and the red fairy sword spread out like ripples falling from water.

Then a white light lit up, and the rolling yellow sand could no longer be entangled, and a gap was torn open by the sword qi of the white fairy sword.

Finally, a black sword aura flashed, and with a "boom-" sound, it was extremely powerful, directly shaking the entire sand ball.

Suddenly, the sand and dust filled the sky, blurring the vision, and everyone could hardly open their eyes.

Peng Dashou and Hong Jin were also shocked by Fang Cai's black sword qi and flew out.

"Senior Brother Yang is so powerful!" Jiang Yi praised.

It's impossible to ask him to fight, but it's still okay to cheer him up.

Yang Jian's eyes were deep, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Sure enough, the yellow sand converged on the altar again and re-condensed into the Sand King.

The sand king touched his nose with his fingers and said coldly: "Who are you who can actually break my sand formation?"