() Feng Shuzhu was alone, clothed in the dawn of the morning, all the way, and when he looked back, the tent station in the annex garden had long since disappeared.

The yellow sand is continuous all around, and it is deserted. There was a gentle wind blowing on the ground, and the fine grains of sand were gently lifted, but after flying forward for a short distance, they landed again and gathered together to form a slightly raised "wave".

Feng Shuzhu raised his eyes and looked around, this place is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and only one place is relatively flat, which is the direction where the morning sun is about to rise. He nodded slightly, stopped, and took out the Demon Cult Treasure, the Heavenly Hell Star, from his cuff.

The blue gemstone, which looks like the purest sea water at this time, is placed in the palm of the hand, and through it, you can clearly see your palm prints.

Feng Shuzhu held it, slowly raised his arm, and placed it almost as high as himself. At this time, the morning sun in the distance gradually rose, revealing a golden edge on the horizon, and then a dazzling golden light shot over, and the Hellstar underwent a strange change.

In the center of the inside of the gem, a white light is conjured, as if it is composed of thousands of filaments, and it rotates continuously, and then there is a "click" sound in the gem. Causing Feng Shuzhu to raise his eyes, he saw that some thin cracks appeared on the Heavenly Hell Star, and they were constantly growing. At the same time, he felt heat in his palm, and it was hot in less than a moment.

Later, as the light of the morning sun intensified, the beam in the Hellstar also increased in speed, rotating continuously, and the temperature from the gem continued to rise.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and the gem shattered into tens of millions of pieces, Feng Shuzhu stared at it, slowly put his hand down, and saw that the beam in the gem did not disperse, but was suspended in mid-air, continuing to rotate.

Gradually, the three ringed hands were fused and transformed, and then another horned devil was born on it, and it slowly rotated for a while, and the devil stopped facing one direction.

Feng Shuzhu naturally recognized that this was the symbol of the Western Regions Demon Sect, but he raised his eyes and looked in the direction the devil was facing, but was stunned to find that it was the way he came.

Feng Shuzhu hesitated, turned around, stared in that direction for a moment, and then walked forward. His footprints were still clearly visible when he came, so he didn't need to look at the road, but walked back along his footprints, and the Demon Sect Symbol naturally followed him forward, and there was no change during the period.

It seemed that he was walking in the right direction, and he thought to himself, and his feet sped up.

After walking for a distance, Feng Shuzhu found that the Demon Sect Logo, as the intensity of the sunlight increased, it was gradually weakening, and gradually became transparent. The moment the morning sun came out of the horizon, it also disappeared. First it turned into countless fragments of gems, then slowly gathered together, closed again, and finally became a complete Hell Star, as if it had never cracked and changed.

Feng Shuzhu stretched out his hand, and the Heavenly Hell Star fell back into his palm, he raised his eyes and looked ahead, pondered for a moment, and suddenly seemed to understand something, and no longer had any hesitation, his body moved, and continued to fly forward quickly, like a flying swallow

In the same way, after skimming over a sand dune that is not very high, it slowly falls into the sand from mid-air.

The wind blew gently and stirred his shirt, but his eyes were a little solemn, with a faint hint of surprise. After a moment's pause, he lifted his feet and walked slowly forward. Beneath his feet blew a piece of animal skin, which was used for a tent, and there seemed to be some burnt marks on it. He paused slightly, as if looking down, and continued to walk forward. Another broken low table appeared at his feet, and the marks of being severed by the force were still clearly visible.

His footsteps continued to move forward, and slowly, the ground was no longer yellow splens, but bright red blood. He seemed to hesitate, adjusted his direction slightly, and walked slowly forward again. After taking two steps and stopping, not far from his feet, lay a woman, a woman dressed in blue, with her eyes closed, her face pale, her clothes torn in many places, and her chest stained red with red blood. The exposed parts of her body were bloodless, and it was clear that she had been dead for a long time.

Feng Shuzhu's footsteps paused for a while, then bypassed the body of the woman in blue, and continued to walk forward, at this time the corpses on the ground gradually increased, there were the demon sect guards he was familiar with, and there were also other types of people he didn't know, but from the looks of them, they were all Hu people.

His feet continued to move forward, and he came to a collapsed golden tent, and stopped again, where the corpses of three people lay there, one of the Lord of the Gates of Hell, whose chest had been pierced by a magic weapon, but he still had a smile on his face, as if he were laughing at his enemies and as if he were laughing at himself. Not far away, there was a strong Buddha lying in his arms, who had been cut off by the waist, and only a blanket was draped over his body, but he was still holding a woman with only half of his body left in his arms. Further forward, another corpse was the Divine Dragon Sect Master, his eyes were wide open, his throat was pierced by a sharp sword, and an enemy was pressed under the magic battle, and it was obvious that the two of them were killed together.

There was a smell of blood in the air, and the wind blew the flags that had become inextricably linked, and hunted and hunted.

Feng Shuzhu's expression was a little dignified, and he stood there with his hands in his hands, raising his eyes to look at the other garden that was almost trampled on the ground. He deeply understood that the Demon Cultists in the other garden, up and down, had been slaughtered, and there was not a single living mouth left.

Not far from the golden tent, there is a small pool, which is used for water storage on weekdays, because the golden tent has fallen down, and it can be seen at a glance at this moment.

Feng Shuzhu stared intently for a moment, and slowly walked towards the pool.

There were more than a dozen people lying by the pool, either the Demon Sect or the other party's. Obviously, the fighting style here is even more tragic. For some reason, it was even more tragic than around the golden tent. There were five or six deep pits on the ground that had been blown out, and there were more than a dozen ravines several feet deep formed by the impact, and the broken blades reflected the dazzling light in the sun, making people feel a chill.

In the middle of the pool was a rockery, shaped like the head of a wild beast, and some beautiful patterns were carved on the edge of the pool, protruding from the ground about three feet. Feng Shuzhu approached, and he saw a corpse floating in the pool, wearing a long robe, lying face down. He recognized it at a glance, it was the Demon Sect Elder. It seems that they made a final desperate resistance here, but in the end they failed and were killed.

The wind is sparse and the bamboo turns

Turning around, I looked elsewhere, and there were traces of fighting everywhere, and some of the tents had not yet been extinguished by the flames, emitting a choking smell.

As far as the eye can see, the enemy is long gone, and it is obvious that he has retreated.

"Gollum"

A soft sound came from behind him, very subtle, as if a fish had exhaled as it emerged from the water.

Feng Shuzhu slowly turned around, and saw that the corpse of the elder was still floating in the delicate pool, and there was nothing unusual. But he still stared for a moment, then turned slightly, and took a step down the steps.

"Gollum"

There was another soft thud, this time louder than the last.

Feng Shuzhu's face was stunned, stopped, and turned around again. There seemed to be nothing unusual in the pool, but Feng Shuzhu noticed that the corpse of the Demon Sect Elder had obviously moved a little bit, and there were slight ripples on the water surface.

Just as he hesitated, another bubble erupted from under the corpse's head. Feng Shuzhu was immediately startled, jumped up, and in mid-air, he reached out and fished out the corpse that he thought had lost his life, grabbed it in his arms, and flew back again.

Feng Shuzhu looked at it, and the wrinkles on the Demon Sect Elder's face seemed to have been soaked and swollen, and his cheeks had become much larger, and his appearance was very terrifying.

Feng Shuzhu hesitated slightly, stretched out two fingers and put them on the tip of his nose, and immediately felt the elder's nose snort. He couldn't help but say, he helped the person to sit upright, stood behind him, looked at the top of his head, shot like the wind, probed his dry fingers, pressed the elder's Baihui acupoint forward, condensed the true yuan of dark luck, and his fingertips glowed with a little green light, and pointed forward.

Hearing only the sound of "zi", a small puff of green smoke came out of the elder's head, as if there were still sparks flashing, but they were extinguished in a flash.

Feng Shuzhu hesitated, frowned slightly, stopped, stood up straight, and looked at it again. Then he stretched out his two fingers again, but this time it was a little softer, slowly approaching the Baihui acupoint above the elder's head, paused for a moment, Fang once again secretly lucked the true yuan, and his fingertips slowly glowed with a little blue light again, and slowly pressed forward.

Hearing another "z", a puff of green smoke rose from above the elder's head, mixed with sparks, and a smell of scorched skin came from the same time.

Feng Shuzhu was stunned for a moment, thought about it, squatted down, his eyes fell on the elder's head, looked carefully and again, hesitated, and inadvertently saw the fingertips exposed under the elder's wide-sleeved robe, delicate, white, as if like an onion root.

Feng Shuzhu was suspicious, leaned over and pulled the elder's sleeve robe upward, and was stunned, the elder's arm, like a white lotus, the fingers were slender and white, and the skin was smooth and delicate. Immediately stunned, he raised his head again, and carefully looked at the elder's wrinkled face, which was about to swell away from the water.

After carefully looking at it for a while, Feng Shuzhu said softly: "What a profound disguise." As he spoke, he grabbed the elder by the hair and pulled it gently, and a crumpled man/skin/mask was taken in his hand. /

At the same time, looking at the Demon Sect Elder, a black and supple green silk spread out like water and fell down.