Yuelai was held down by Tianmo and had to lie on the edge of the sand dunes for a while, but there was no other movement in the entire sand valley, and even the bloody qi in the blood pool was gradually blown away by the north wind. The black ashes scattered all over the ground were gradually buried by the rolling yellow sand.

Yuelai couldn't bear it anymore, broke free from Tianmo's control, and happily ran towards "Xiang Bei" who was still stuck in the yellow sand.

"Senior Brother Xiangbei, you are really amazing!" Yuelai shouted excitedly.

"Xiang Bei" is still like a sculpture, his legs are stuck in the sand, motionless, leaving only Yuelai with a back. Tianmo in the back also followed, but he just wanted to open Du Ling's eyes, but he saw that "Xiang Bei" was covered by a huge black shadow, and the black shadow just turned around, and a pair of red eyes glared at Du Ling fiercely, Tian Mo seemed to hear an angry reprimand,

"Look for death!"

Immediately, Du Ling's eyes seemed to be pierced by a sharp arrow, and he held his head in pain, and fell to the ground in pain, rolling while reminding Yuelai,

"Apprentice, come back quickly, he, he's not Xiang Bei!"

Yuelai didn't notice the movement behind her, and had already reached out to pat Xiang Bei's shoulder, but just as her palm was about to fall, she noticed the layer of golden light covering Xiang Bei's body, and she chuckled in her heart, but it was too late to stop it, and the palm had not yet touched Xiang Bei's shoulder, and the pain of an electric shock came from the palm of her hand in an instant, and then the whole body was knocked out.

Seeing that Yuelai was about to be injured, Tianmo endured the feeling of a splitting headache, got up and reached out to hold Yuelai's clothes and belts floating in the air, which helped her dissipate the force of the impact, and the two fell to the ground together.

"He's not Xiang Bei!" Tianmo emphasized again, Yuelai just noticed the golden light covering Xiang Bei's body, and only then did she understand what Tianmo meant, but she was still a little puzzled,

"Master, Senior Brother Xiang Bei has a demon spirit on his body?"

Tianmo didn't answer, but he was obviously thoughtful and silent.

At this moment, the sculpture that had been stiff and motionless finally began to move, but when the figure holding Mingyang slowly walked towards Tianmo's master and apprentice, Tianmo involuntarily pulled Yuelai behind him.

Yuelai saw that Xiang Bei's eyes were shining with golden light, and the indifference in her eyes made her feel a chill.

"Don't use your little carving insect skills to spy on me again!" Xiang Bei's tone was cold, revealing undoubted majesty.

Tian Mo was suspicious of the golden light in Xiang Bei's eyes, this golden light had also been seen in another person who was in awe of him, and that person was using the forbidden art Ghost Slayer Tiangang to use the power of ghosts and gods to deal with the powerful Sha Xiao.

But is this young man in front of him also a descendant of the demon clan? How can the descendants of Xiang Sheng, the famous martial arts general of the Northern Liang Dynasty, have the blood of the demon clan?

Tianmo was still thinking nonsense, and suddenly, the killing intent on "Xiang Bei" rose again, as if a torrential air current blew the surrounding wild sand, overwhelmingly attacking Tianmo's master and apprentice. Tian Mo had to use the offensive technique in his hand to defend the position, relying on the residual Gang Qi in his body to protect himself and Yuelai behind him from being swallowed by the wild sand.

Tian Mo was a little puzzled, in the previous conversation, the demon spirit in the northern body obviously disdained to deal with him, why did he have murderous intentions again at this time.

"Xiang Bei" really didn't take Tianmo in his eyes, the only thing in the sandbar that was worth his big fight was the reborn ancient evil beast that took the initiative to make peace, the sandworm flying python.

The sandworm flying python had no intention of letting Xiang Bei go, for a spirit beast like it, the only thing that could arouse its enthusiasm was to continue to gain more power, it devoured the last demon power of the blood sacrifice demon spirit, and almost returned to its peak realm, but the existence that seized the other half of the spirit yuan power of the blood pool was even more tempting for it.

The sandworm flying python intends to make peace with "Xiang Bei", just to stabilize this unfathomable opponent first, and then dive under the blood pool, collect the blood and sand that has seeped into the ground, and at the same time wait for the opportunity, ready to kill him with one blow.

"Xiang Bei" was not without vigilance, he was motionless like a sculpture before, in fact, he was monitoring the movement of the sandworms hidden under the sand dunes. It wasn't until Tianmo's Soul Eye wanted to spy on him that "Xiang Bei" was slightly distracted and warned Tianmo not to try to peek into his identity.

The sandworm hidden under the sandbar, after absorbing the scattered spirits in those remnants of blood, its strength increased greatly, and through the thick layer of sand, it finally waited for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Taking advantage of Xiang Bei's warning to Tianmo, the sandworm rushed out of the ground, due to its large size and fast movements, when the python withdrew, it left a deep hole in the sand dune.

However, inside the sandbar, the sand was soft, and the shape of the hole was difficult to maintain, and after a while, the hole collapsed. The huge force on the Hanhai Desert was like a real sea, raising a tumbling sand wave, which spread out in all directions of the sandbar.

And the sandworm that set off this huge wave opened its bloody mouth and flew straight towards the back of the young man with a powerful and pure demon spirit.

"Xiang Bei" was still calm on his face, he was neither annoyed by the shamelessness of the sandworm, nor afraid of the demon's desperate sneak attack, it seemed that he had expected it a long time ago.

The sword flower that Ming Yang pulled out protected his body and dodged sideways, trying to avoid the sand worm's desperate blow first. But in an instant, he suddenly realized that if he dodged away, the pair of masters and apprentices behind him who were still struggling in the sea of sand would be swallowed by the bloody mouth of the sandworm.

"Xiang Bei", who had already avoided the mouth of the sandworm, did not hesitate at all, protected his right arm with Mingyang, waved his hand, and with a snort, the entire right arm was instantly sucked into the mouth of the sandworm python.

The momentum of the flying python's progress continued unabated, fanning the leather wings on both sides of its body, biting the body of "Xiang Bei", and continuing to fly in the air against the wind. And the arm with a fairy spirit in his mouth made it even more ecstatic, and it couldn't care about paying attention to Tianmo and Yuelai in the sandstorm.

The arm was bitten tightly, and Ming Yang was also stuck in that big mouth, and Xiang Bei's body had to hang in mid-air and swing left and right with the flight of the sandworm python. Obviously, the sandworm didn't intend to give him any chance to fight back, hovering wildly in the air, giving him no chance to stabilize his body again.

The sandworm has both memories of his past lives and countless memories of those lives that he devoured. In the previous life, its favorite game was to use the demon vine to transform into those people who were devoured by it, and to play with the feelings of the survivors.

So it's not like the Blood Sacrifice Demon Spirit or Tianmo, it's too curious about the life experience of the demon spirit hidden in Xiang Bei's body, as long as it devours Xiang Bei's flesh and blood, the spiritual power of that demon spirit will become its own power, and all the memories of that demon spirit can naturally answer all its questions.

The sandworm shook its head desperately, trying to tear the bit arm off its master's body. "Xiang Bei" heard his bones creaking under the gnawing of the rows of sawworms, as if they would break at any moment. Apparently, the row of serrations had been embedded deep in the flesh of his right arm.

Hiss, the taste of blood in the mouth made the sandworm almost faint with excitement, because it tasted a pure spiritual qi that only existed in its memory, almost comparable to the Hongmeng qi when the heaven and earth were not opened, and sure enough, the big demon with the blood sacrifice demon spirit should also come from ancient times.

"Alas, it's a pity, if you hadn't wronged yourself in that ant's skin, perhaps, you could have fought to the death with me. While digesting the spiritual energy brought by the spiritual blood in his mouth, the sandworm also felt a little sorry for the existence of such a companion, which can be called a companion. They have all experienced the passage of too many years, and all that is left for them is the loneliness of the high places.

Suddenly, the sandworm noticed the abnormality, "Why, those spirit blood has obviously been digested, why haven't I recalled any trace of the demon spirit in that young man's body?"

Every time the sandworm wanted to connect the memories in those spiritual blood into his sea of consciousness, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an endless void. The sandworm knows the horror of losing its way in the sea of consciousness, and after several attempts, he has not been able to see what is hidden behind the void. Or, the demon really doesn't have a memory.

"What? don't want to continue to spy on my sea of knowledge?" the young man, who was still hanging on the sandworm's mouth, suddenly said something to the sandworm that made it panic.

The demon spirit in the boy's body can actually sense the thoughts of the sandworm, and this feeling of being taught by the enemy with the means he is best at makes the sandworm a little annoyed and angry.

It flicked its huge head even more frantically, trying to tear that arm off completely.

"Actually, I don't know how many identities I have. "Xiang Bei", who was still beaten in the air like a rootless tree, suddenly began to tell the sandworm his identity.

"It seems to have an identity, it's the Seven Kills of the Southern Dipper. ”

The seven murderers said that they were miserable and ungraceful. The sky is so big that there is no place for seven killings. The terrain is Kun, and it is difficult to stand on the feet of seven kills. The years have passed, dissipating the soul of the seven killings and asceticism.

"But I am the Seven Kills, even if fate migrates me to the South, but I was born to break the Seven Monarchs of the Big Dipper. Pity you, an ancient demon worm, but you have to rely on the Seven Star Blood Sacrifice to reshape the original god. When you meet me Nangong Seven Kills, you are destined to be cut off by me. ”

"No, didn't you say that fate is just an excuse to escape from a more powerful force?" The arrogant self-confidence of the Seven Killing Demon Spirit actually made the sandworm feel a little nervous inexplicably, and even began to want to defend himself.

How do you know that "Xiang Bei" snorted coldly, "Yes, my strength is your life!"

As he spoke, "Xiang Bei" clenched his fist with his left hand and smashed it at the two sawtooth teeth that were stuck in his arm, and with a muffled bang, one tooth flew out in the air.

Breaking free from the sandworm's mouth, Xiang Bei supported his right arm hanging beside him with his left hand, and the bone meridians of his right arm were broken, leaving only some skin and flesh to reluctantly hang that arm.

"Alright, here it is. You brought me here, just don't want my power to hurt the innocent. Xiang Bei looked at the two embarrassed masters and apprentices who were left in the sandbar, "Actually, it's not a big deal if they don't die." ”

"But you, you must die!" Xiang Bei said, handing Ming Yang to his left hand, the golden light on his body and the green mang on the sword body fused into one, and before the sandworm could recover from the pain of knocking out its teeth, the green mang flashed, along the leather wing on the side of the flying python, and slashed at the root fiercely.

When fighting against the Blood Sacrifice Demon Spirit, in order to enjoy the pleasure of torture and killing, "Xiang Bei" waited for the Blood Sacrifice Demon Spirit to be reborn again and again, and then killed her again and again. But when facing the sandworms, it was obvious that "Xiang Bei" did not have the interest at that time. Or maybe he really didn't want to take another look at the performance of this fat bug who likes to wriggle his body.

One sword, just one sword. Above the sea of sand, viscous plasma flew in the air again......