After Qi Weiji expressed his opinion, the peak of the Cultivator God was relatively speechless, and each pondered.

Liu Jingyu endured the grievances and anger in his heart, and discussed with Qi Junyi: "Brother Qi, what are your plans?"

"I don't know!" Qi Jun shook his head, his sword-like eyebrows squeezed into the center of his eyebrows, wrinkled, "If you can't break the formation, I'm afraid there is really no way to get out of this desert!"

Liu Jingyu continued to ask, "Will this sandstorm come again?"

"It should be!" Qi Junyi nodded very affirmatively, and said categorically, "After all, I have met twice, and each time I will lose a lot of people, how easy is it to find them back in this vast sea of sand?"

Liu Jingyu was silent for a moment, and his heart was extremely angry.

The Sword King's Mansion not only lost one-third of its personnel, but even the eight major commanders lost four people, and their overall strength was weakened by half, which was really unfavorable.

What's more, the Heaven Splitting Commander Ram Shou is gone, he is the strongest person in the team this time, and if he loses Ram Shou, there is one less invincible powerhouse who refines the gods, which makes Liu Jingyu very irritable.

Whether it is Liu Jingyu or Qi Junyi, they are already in a mess, and they don't know what to do next.

There was no valuable reference to be found in this desert, the sun was always above the head, and it was completely impossible to distinguish between east and west, and everyone was lost.

Whether to go or not to go, or even which way to go, is an unsolvable problem, and no one dares to command it indiscriminately.

"Integrate the team and act together?" Liu Jingyu looked at Qi Junyi again, after all, there was a formation master in the opponent's team, although it didn't show its effect for the time being, maybe it would be possible to see something famous in the near future.

Qi Junyi didn't speak, but closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something.

Liu Jingyu didn't urge him, the other party did this, definitely not to pretend to be deep, there must be a reason.

After a few breaths, Qi Junyi suddenly opened his eyes and said very solemnly: "There is a strange aura that is converging here from all directions, not fast, but very threatening, and it is very close to us at this moment!"

"What?" many people lost their voices and hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know!" Qi Jun's face was heavy, and he only said these three words.

For Qi Junyi's induction, the Sword King's Mansion was suspicious, but the Five Holy Sects were convinced, not only because he was the most prestigious genius of the younger generation of the Five Holy Sects, and he had the invincible strength to refine the gods, comparable to Rong Yuan, but also because he had cultivated the [Five Holy Chaotian Technique] for many years, and was good at the [Sacred Heart Asking Heaven Technique], and he was very sensitive to the induction of the Five Elements Vitality.

"Pay attention to vigilance and prepare for battle!" Qi Junyi gave the order to prepare for battle without hesitation, and the heavy golden book in his hand suddenly rose, suspended above his head, rotating in five colors, dazzling in brilliance, undoubtedly a rare and powerful secret treasure.

Seeing that the Five Holy Sects were so nervous, Liu Jingyu also decided to be cautious, preferring to believe what they have rather than what they don't, so he also ordered: "The Divine Sword Guards are lined up in battle formations according to their respective affiliations, and they are on guard, while the Liu Clan is in the middle with me!"

As soon as the order came out, the divine sword guards immediately centered on Liu Jingyu, with blades in hand, and lined up in all directions. The four golden armor commanders are even more experienced, and they don't wait for the little prince's orders, so they occupy their own front, back, left and right, and wait for the battle.

Liu Jingyu glanced around, and said: "Zhuang Hong commands and commands the two teams of Splitting the Sky and Shaking the Earth; Han Cheng commands the two teams of Turning the River and Covering the Sea; Bai Zhiyong commands the two teams of Collapsed Mountain and Shattering Star; and Yi Xing commands and commands the two teams of Breaking the River and Breaking the City. ”

There are a total of eight teams of the Divine Sword Guard, but four commanders disappeared in the sandstorm, so the four teams that are not commanded will be temporarily assigned and handed over to the remaining four commanders, each commanding two teams, which is also appropriate and reasonable.

"It's coming!" Qi Jun shouted violently, his sword eyebrows raised, his face became extremely solemn, he clearly felt that there was an indescribable mysterious aura oppressing, and everyone present was surrounded.

Everyone looked around a little nervously, after all, this is a secret realm left over from ancient times, and it is still unknown what danger it is, and it is likely that there are some carefully arranged vicious killing tricks to deal with invading outsiders.

However, after the heavy drinking, there was no trace of wind and grass, whether it was looking with his eyes or detecting with his divine sense, he did not find any abnormality, sand or sand, there was no change, there was no anger, and the four fields were extremely quiet.

"Where?" Liu Jingyu asked Qi Junyi, his eyes were manic and domineering, and there was anxiety that could not be hidden.

"Right here, right here!" Qi Junyi's voice was a little hurried, but there was no doubt, "We...... It's already surrounded!"

As soon as the words fell, the calm sea of sand changed violently, and countless grains of sand trembled, tumbling and surging like waves, like boiling water boiled by a fire, and even bulging one after another, as if something was about to come out from underneath.

All the monks held their breath and were on guard, very cautious about the impending crisis, and did not dare to be careless.

I thought it was some vicious creature under the sand, to break through the sand, but it was not like this, what changed was the sand itself, countless small sand and gravel seemed to be driven by a mysterious force, and quickly converged into human shapes, like countless sand people, one after another stood up from the ground, and in a blink of an eye, it was dense, endless, and there were sand people everywhere.

"There is no breath of life, it is not like a living being, it should be a puppet driven by the power of the formation!" Qi Junyi's sense was the most sensitive among the monks, and he quickly made a judgment.

"Then what should I do?" The two whiskers on Bai Shiyuan's lips trembled, and his eyes turned to Qi Junyi.

And Qi Jun was silent, staring at the emerging sand puppets, observing attentively.

These sand golems vary in size, from tall to short, and can vary by as much as ten times.

The smallest sand golem is three feet tall like a dwarf child, the largest is three feet tall like a mighty giant, and the vast majority is about the same as an adult man, accounting for eighty or ninety percent.

"My God! Is this the legendary gathering sand into soldiers?" Qi Weiji's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "The old man has seen relevant records in ancient books, I thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

Qi An also saw that these sand golems were formed by the power of the formation, and the means of killing the enemy for this formation, once launched, were by no means simple.

From this point of view, this weird yellow sand array is extremely terrifying, not only a maze array, a trapped array, and a shifting array, but also a killing array.

Countless grains of sand tumbled and surged to form one humanoid figure after another, and countless sand golems appeared one after another, and everywhere there was a loud and flowing sound, they were like desert ghosts rising from the yellow sand.

Many people hissed, deeply shocked by the scene in front of them, how powerful these sand golems are for the time being, this number alone makes people feel their scalp numb, just a few breaths, front and back, left and right, in all directions, everywhere is covered with sand golems composed of fine sand, thousands, endless, as if it is a huge number of sand army.

The sand men writhed and squirmed, and fine sand continued to fall from their bodies, but more grains of sand rose from under their feet and rejoined their bodies, always maintaining a balance in size.

Countless sandmen turned their bodies to face the God Cultivators who were heavily surrounded. They have no facial features, only a rough humanoid silhouette, but almost everyone can clearly sense that the direction in which these sandmen are facing them is frontal, as if they are "looking" at themselves.

It's a terrifying feeling, as if you're surrounded by wolves, staring at by countless unfriendly invisible eyes.

The monks did not dare to move, and the two teams formed two battle formations close to each other, always on the lookout for the attack of the sand golems.

Liu Jingyu and Qi Jun glanced at each other, and the former asked, "Rush out?"

The latter stretched out his hand in a certain direction: "Over there, I feel that the oppressive aura over there is weaker, and it should be easier to break through!"

Many people followed the direction of Qi Junyi's finger to look over, although the number of sandmen in that direction was not small at all, but if you looked carefully, you would still find that the sandmen over there were not particularly huge, the highest was just over two feet.

According to the difference in body size, the strength and weakness of the sand puppet emitted are not the same, the more huge the size of the sand man, the stronger and more dangerous it is, the breath released by the three-zhang tall sand man, even the peak of the god refining is a little nervous.

In other words, ordinary sandmen are like soldiers, and huge sandmen are like generals.

As soon as Qi Jun withdrew his fingers, the sandmen began to move, each striding towards the monks, making a tidal wave of noise.

"Do it! Try the strength of these sand golems first!" Liu Jingyu ordered loudly, the [Blood Demon Knife] pinned to his waist was unsheathed in his hand, and with a wave of luck, a blood-colored knife burst through the air, instantly smashing the dozen or so sand men in front to pieces, collapsing and falling.

Seeing that the little prince was mighty with a sword, the people of the Sword King's Mansion were like rainbows, and they used their own means to send out all kinds of fierce attacks, gathering together, and rushing over like a mountain and a sea, and the nearby sandman army suddenly turned on their backs and fell a large area.

And the Five Holy Sects, under the command of Qi Junyi, blocked the attacking army of sanders from the other direction.

All of a sudden, the brilliance was all over the sky, all kinds of swords and swords were shuttling vertically and horizontally, countless violent air currents collided and swept away, and a large number of sand puppet armies collapsed under this row of mountains and seas of layers of offensives, and the body composed of sand grains was not firm, and it was hit by the powerful energy, and it burst open, turning into sand and scattered and splashing.