With a flash of golden light, Bai Ling's whole person was like a human bomb, and was blown into flesh and blood with a loud bang!

The furious energy caused by the explosion of the golden pill set off a huge amount of yellow sand around Bailing Zhenren, and the yellow sand with a large amount of energy was like a flying knife, slamming towards all directions at an extremely fast speed!

Under the double impact of the Jindan storm and the splashing yellow sand, Yang Zhentian, who had not yet had time to escape from the explosion range, only felt a huge force coming, and his whole person was knocked out by the power of this huge wave of sand and stones!

Even though he was wearing a top-level armor and had the peak cultivation of Jindan, in front of this huge Jindan power, Yang Zhentian was still injured in an instant, and pieces of blood erupted from his mouth uncontrollably. If it weren't for the fact that Bailing Zhenren Jindan was first knotted and Ning Dan was unstable, I am afraid that this blow would have killed him on the spot!

The others within the scope of the explosion were even more unbearable, under the rapid passage of the blast power, first of all, the four blood-clothed puppets that were the protectors of the Bailing True Dharma, were instantly beaten into a hornet's nest by the splashed yellow sand, and they fell to the ground and died one after another.

Immediately afterwards, even Jiao Jie and the other six people, who were still some distance away from them, were hit by the flying sand and let out a terrifying scream.

Hearing the screams of his beloved disciple, Yang Zhentian, who was already seriously injured and had only half a life left, instinctively looked in the direction of Jiao Jie.

At this time, due to the air wave generated by the explosion, a large amount of yellow sand floated in the air. Under the characteristics of the yellow sand in the sandbar realm blocking the detection of divine consciousness, the range of Yang Zhentian's divine sense detection was not as far as his eyes could see.

In this case, Yang Zhentian simply opened the Heavenly Eye to the limit, and it was not until he saw that his beloved disciple Jiao Jie in the distance was not mortally injured that he completely relieved his heart.

Just when Yang Zhentian was about to restrain his mind and concentrate on stopping his injury, a strange stream of quicksand suddenly surged on the sand dunes not far from Jiao Jie.

This extraordinary change made Yang Zhentian's heart sink to the ground, and before he could have more conjectures, he saw a blood-colored figure breaking out of the ground from under the quicksand!!

Seeing this change, Yang Zhentian's pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted at Jiao Jie

"Jer, be careful!!"

It's a pity that what is faster than Yang Zhentian's reminder is the sword light in the hand of the blood-colored figure!

Between the hands and knives, there is no superfluous movement;

When the brilliance flows, there is only a touch of scarlet remaining!!

At this time, the sandbar realm,

The wind is howling, and the yellow sand is all over the sky;

But faster than the wind is the sword in the cultivator's hand, and thicker than the yellow sand is the blood on the neck of the deceased!

At the same time as Jiao Jie's headless body fell to the ground, a heart-wrenching roar sounded from Yang Zhentian.

"Jayer!!"

Hearing Yang Zhentian's heart-rending cry, the blood-clothed cultivator who was in the midst of the yellow sand storm seemed to bend down as if he were completely unconscious, unhurriedly searching for something from Jiao Jie's headless corpse.

At this time, although Yang Zhentian wanted to rush forward and slash the murderer who killed his beloved disciple, he couldn't do so in his current situation.

Because he didn't have time to escape from the explosion at the time of the explosion, Yang Zhentian, who had no other choice, could only shrink his body into a ball, try to protect the vital organs of the whole body, and at the same time minimize the injured area on his body!!

At this time, Yang Zhentian couldn't even stand up! Temporarily unable to move, he could only endure the anger in his heart while dealing with his injuries as quickly as possible, but seeking to recover his basic mobility as soon as possible.

Yang Zhentian believed that as long as he could recover his basic mobility, even if he was seriously injured, he would definitely be able to slash the blood-clothed cultivator in the yellow sand who only had the cultivation of the foundation building period!

Under the extreme anger, Yang Zhentian's clenched teeth cracked, and streams of blood flowed out of his mouth.

And in the dust, the blood-clothed cultivator seemed to have nothing to do with Yang Zhentian's astonishing murderous aura, and he was still calmly rummaging around Jiao Jie. After a long while, he finally got what he wanted from Jiao Jie and stood up again.

Another gust of wind blew, and some of the dust that had fallen was once again swept into the air. This also made Yang Zhentian's vision even more blurred, and he didn't see clearly what the blood-clothed puppet had taken out of Jiao Jie for a while.

But it didn't take long for Yang Zhentian to know the answer.

Because, within the thick dust, a strange sound that is unique in the world slowly came out from the other end of the dust.

Yang Zhentian, who was exercising his pranayama, heard this extremely special tone, and the True Yuan that was running rapidly in his whole body was unstable.

After re-stabilizing Zhenyuan with great difficulty, Yang Zhentian looked at the five increasingly clear puppet figures in the sand and dust in the distance with incredible eyes, and said in shock:

"Puppet in White!!! Spiritualist Xun"