This scream came too suddenly, and the people who hit it were caught off guard.

"What's going on?"

There was a commotion in the front of the group, and the high-ranking monks standing on the magic weapons opened their mouths to ask.

Before everyone could figure out what was happening, another scream came out.

Under the gaze of everyone, everyone saw what was happening.

I saw a Spirit Realm monk standing in the desert, and he fell into the yellow sand for some reason, and when his body fell, a terrible scream came from his mouth.

Could it be that there is a trap in the place where the man is standing? But his cry doesn't have to be so miserable, right?

This is a question that rises in everyone's minds at the same time.

"There's something in the desert, take it off quickly!"

Wu Hengda snorted, didn't care about the crowd, and summoned the blood sword to pull Su Yue'er into the air quickly.

As soon as his words came out, the monks in the desert immediately caused a panic and confusion.

Those who had risen to a higher realm hurriedly took their magic weapons into the air quickly, while those monks of the Spirit Realm panicked and began to flee in all directions.

Fate is cruel, and these lowly monks are destined to fall prey.

I saw that the monks who were scurrying around in the desert like headless flies were inexplicably swallowed by the yellow sand one after another, and without exception, there were bursts of heart-rending screams from their mouths.

Frightened, painful cries echoed in this desert, and in the scorching desert, a trace of chill inexplicably swelled up.

Sometimes curiosity isn't a good thing, and it can put you in danger.

The monks who had returned to the True Realm looked in horror at the desert that had once again returned to calm, and they had not seen the scene that had just happened clearly.

How the hell did those disciples fall? What the hell is in the desert?

Everyone is curious.

The people who had the trouble were all those who couldn't control the sky, and these monks who could control magic weapons seemed to think that they were safe, so they looked around carefully, trying to see what was in the desert.

A Returning to Truth Realm monk standing in mid-air with a magic weapon was curiously looking at the desert under his feet, his eyes full of doubts.

Except for the sand and sand, the desert is back to normal, and the calm surface seems to tell everyone that nothing happened just now.

Just as the Returning Realm monk had become a little impatient, there was a noise in the desert beneath his feet.

"Be careful!"

This disciple had just heard a reminder, and disaster struck immediately.

While there was a burst of exclamations all around, while this disciple was still staring blankly at everyone, a sharp pain suddenly came from his body.

The next moment, the monk involuntarily cast his gaze down, and when he saw the strangeness of his body, he let out a cry of horror.

"Ahh

Because at this moment, half of this disciple's body was firmly bitten by a huge mouth full of countless fangs!

"Ahh

But it was the monk who let out another scream, just now in horror, but now in pain, because his body had been pierced by countless fangs, and blood was dripping with blood.

However, before the monk could cry for help, his body was involuntarily dragged into the desert, and he was silent again.

Completely different from what he had seen, what the other monks who had stopped in mid-air had just seen was an even more terrifying scene.

A long worm with a fanged jaw burst out of the desert and bit the monk, then pulled him into the sand.

The long worm was seven or eight feet long, as thick as a bucket, and its body was as red as a cow's intestines, and its head had no facial features, only a huge basin mouth full of fangs......

"Get out of this desert!

While these people were in shock, the voice of a big man with a bloody sword on his feet and a beard on his face came loudly.

Everyone didn't pay much attention to the unusual nature of his magic weapon, anyway, there were many monks like him who used such evil magic weapons, and no one connected this man with the soul with the blood of life.

And this man also reminded everyone several times, and everyone agreed with his words after recalling.

So the remaining monks did not hesitate to set up their magic weapons and began to flee quickly.

It's just that there are still some people who can't avoid it, and they have made it difficult.

After sacrificing most of the monks, these people finally found a safe height.

Not only are the long worms that hide in the desert longer, but they are also not as high as they can leap out of the desert.

At first, some monks were confident and unhurried in mid-air, but when their bodies were dragged down by those long worms, the rest of them no longer dared to be careless.

They can fly as high as they can, and they can run as fast as they can.

Fortunately, after these people had risen to a certain height, the insects never launched any more attacks, and although they were in the yellow sand, they seemed to know everything about the outside world.

"How did Xianggong know that there must be those things in the desert?"

High in the sky, Su Yue'er tightly wrapped herself around Wu Heng's waist and asked with interest.

She didn't care about the death of the monks, and they didn't have any good intentions anyway.

She didn't show much fear of those insects in the desert, because Su Yue'er felt that as long as she could stay by Wu Heng's side, she wouldn't be afraid of anything.

"I don't know, it seems that the beast is reminding me, I just have a faint sense of crisis......"

Wu Heng turned around and whispered in a voice that only he and Su Yue'er could hear.

Speaking of which, since the divine beast Qilin recognized Wu Heng as the master, it had attached itself to his arm and had no movement.

But just now, this guy who had been quiet suddenly became active, and when it released its own energy, it also sent a message to Wu Heng, that is, there was danger under the desert.

That's why the next thing happened.

It's just that what everyone didn't pay attention to was that when those long insects were looking for their targets, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding Wu Heng's location.

"Why should Xianggong care about the life and death of those people?"

Su Yue'er lay lazily on Wu Heng's back, and said with some complaints.

"You can't just watch them die like that......"

Wu Heng shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Su Yue'er didn't speak again, but just tightened Wu Henghuan's ......

The group finally made their way through the desert and came to a gravel wasteland.

It is not a wasteland, because there are many huge boulders that have been weathered into a thousand strange things on top of this wasteland, and the mounds of earth next to the boulders that have not been formed somehow, standing quietly.

Those monks were tired just now, and they were already tired, but now they saw that there was a place to rest, and they fell down from the magic weapons one after another.

Wu Heng and the others also stopped here, just to avoid attracting the attention of others.

"Thank you for reminding you just now, thank you here!"

A man who looked like the leader of the Transformation Realm suddenly walked over and nodded at Wu Heng.

"It's okay!"

Wu Heng waved his hand, unwilling to speak more.

"Is this fellow Daoist also here to find the person who has the blood of life?"

The leading man seemed to have an inquiring meaning.

"Hmm......"

Wu Heng nodded casually.

Seeing that the other party didn't want to say more, the leading man didn't want to ask anymore, so he arched his hand at Wu Heng, glanced at Su Yue'er beside him vaguely, and left.

Although he couldn't see the depth of Wu Heng's cultivation, he expected it to be similar to himself, just now he saw that Wu Heng's magic weapon was special, and the woman beside him was good-looking, so he immediately had other thoughts.

He seemed to be here to say hello, but in fact he just wanted to come and test it.

In the Honghuang Continent, it is not uncommon for monks to kill each other and seize treasures, and the reason why Wu Heng has not encountered it before is because he is in a famous sect.

Like some other small sects, some monks with higher realms will still do some murderous deeds, otherwise, where will they have the resources to cultivate?

After the leading man left Wu Heng, he hid in the crowd without saying a word, and as soon as he sat down, three monks who were also in the realm of the Transformation Realm immediately surrounded him.

"Xianggong is still too kind to them, you just rescued them, not only are they not grateful to you, but they also have ill intentions towards Xianggong, it's better to kill such a person!"

Su Yue'er snuggled up to Wu Heng's side and said hatefully.

She was really disgusted by the look in the man's eyes just now, if it had been before, she would have killed them earlier.

"Alas...... I can't just take someone's life, maybe it has something to do with what I did when I was a kid......"

Wu Heng let out a long sigh, his expression a little complicated.

"Yue'er won't force Xianggong to do something you don't like!"

Su Yue'er immediately put the unhappiness just now, leaned into Wu Heng's arms, and said softly.

At this time, not far from Wu Heng and them, the leading man just now seemed to be plotting with his companion and whispered something.

"The brothers will find an opportunity to do it together later, and solve the problem of that guy and his entourage, and we will divide the magic weapons on their bodies equally, as for the woman next to him, hehe......"

The leading man let out a strange laugh, and just as he wanted to say something more, there was a heart-piercing pain in his body.

"Ouch......"

He clutched his stomach and leaned forward with a pained expression.

"What's wrong, boss?"

A few people next to him looked at the leading man with some surprise and asked.

The leader was unable to answer his companion's question, and he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Because he was in a terrible pain in his abdomen at the moment, as if something was eating him.

There was a "bang", but it was the small dirt bag that the leading man was sitting on!

"Ahh

A frightened scream came, but several of his companions beside the leading man suddenly retreated in fright.

The leading man was sitting on the ground when the place where he was sitting collapsed, and he sat down on the ground by inertia, and he was just about to see what was going on, when he was caught off guard by the screams of his companions.

The lead man looked at his companions blankly, trying to see something on their faces.

But the next moment, a heart-piercing pain struck again, and the leading man subconsciously lowered his head.

But when he looked at the ground, he was surprised to find a scene that frightened her incomparably.

I saw black beetle-like things that were beginning to frantically swarm out of the mound of dirt where he was sitting.

These bugs are as small as a fingernail and as large as a thumb, but they also have a pair of huge fangs on their heads, and they are extremely vicious.

What frightened the leading man was not the appearance of the bugs, but what the bugs were doing at the moment.

Because after those insects crawled out, they began to burrow into the body of the leading man, and more and more......