Chapter 320, mirage

This gust of wind is fierce when it comes, and swift when it goes. When the pen is www.biquge.info coming, the sand is flying and the gravel is gone, covering the sky and the moon, and the gods and demons are not free; when they go, the flowers and branches tremble slightly, the stream is slightly wrinkled, and the leaves fall and the clouds bloom all over the sky. It's just that, where is Yang Qi?

Hongjun Ancestor's sneeze swept Yang Qi's changed white mouse into the sky, only to make it dizzy and flip non-stop. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the white rat fell with it, and it had already been blinded by this vicious wind, where did it remember its transformation and transformation? Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the ground, the little mouth only knew that it squeaked non-stop.

With a "pop", a small pit the size of a palm appeared on the ground, with a "big" shape. After half a bang, a gray squirrel crawled out, shook its head, and returned to its human form. I saw that his turban was crooked, his clothes were in tatters, his sword was stuck diagonally on his back, and the yellow sand was all over his body.

Yang Qi hurriedly counted his belongings, and there was no loss. I moved my arms, legs, and feet again, and it was not much harm. It's just that the shoe on the right foot is lost, and it's a bit awkward to step on the ground, and the shoe is broken when the emotion hits the foot in the hole, no, the instep is also a little swollen. At that time, I was in a hurry and couldn't feel it, but now that the treasure is in hand and my mood is relaxed, I feel a little painful.

He drew his sword from his back, the tip of the sword pointing downward, the hilt of the sword against his right armpit, and his right foot felt a little better. Looking around, the endless sand and gravel are all over the ground, and it is actually in the desert!

The desert is the desert, at least far away from the ancestor of the Hung Jun, the lord of the terrible city of sin. Yang Qi secretly summoned Lao Huang, but strangely he still couldn't get in touch. In desperation, I had to figure out my own way.

As the sky grew brighter, the scene in the desert gradually became clearer, and the bones of insects and beasts could be seen everywhere under the sand, some of which were amazingly large and had nothing else in the world. Yang Qi heard that there is a deserted sand sea in the Western Regions, is this what it looks like?

After all, his crutches made of the sword were heavy, barely able to support his standing, how could he walk with his strength. He put away his long sword, picked up an unknown beast bone, and limped on the road.

The red sun is rising, it looks particularly delicate, and the sky is also shy. The yellow sand everywhere was dumbfounded, and the gray and black face gradually became angry, sometimes red and sometimes yellow. When the sun rises in the east, it is always right to walk towards the rising sun.

Occasionally in the shade of the dunes or under the bones of giant beasts, there were two or three thorn grasses, low and yellow, singing hoarsely in the wind. Behind Yang Qi, the series of footprints will also be slowly erased by the wind and sand, and who knows if someone passes by?

The former overlord has long since declined, and the delicate sand grass is just a scenery in this desert. No matter how glorious it once was, it will be erased by time like the wind and sand covering its footprints, and after all, it will be just a passerby. What power to fight, what kind of profit to take, what kind of immortals to cultivate? In the end, it will be a void. And no matter where he ends up, let's take a ride in this magnificent desert sunrise map first, Yang Qiwen thought well, and blurted out:

"A ray of light in one place a day, one stroke of red and yellow.

Jinsha buries the holy bones affectionately, and the thistles sing the rising sun with righteousness.

The wind and clouds are like smoke and sand as horses, and the desert is like the sea and the moon as a boat.

Today, the father of the praise is going day by day, and the sea is full of mulberry. ”

After groaning, there was a loud laugh, and all the one hundred and eight yuan babies in the body flew out of the body, bathed in the morning light of the desert......

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In the cave of the flower sea hill, the old man in white squirted out a mouthful of tea, and said in surprise:

"Sure enough, it's a monster, so it has entered the out-of-body stage of refining the gods, and since then, I'm only afraid that the fish will enter the sea, and let him swim......"

The gods and Buddhas of the heavens exploded even more, and it is estimated that there are not many days of peace left......

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Yang Qi is not happy, these one hundred and eight yuan babies are different from before, they are not separated by the change of some of their essence and blood, and now they are all little Yang Qi condensed by essence yuan. If you absorb enough heaven and earth aura over time, it is not impossible to cultivate the appearance of the whole body. It's just that he just got out of the body and couldn't fly for a long time, and it all fell on Yang Qi. The whole body is full of places that can be pulled, and even there is one sitting on the swollen instep, can Yang Qi still laugh?

"Hey, hey, I said Yang Qi (yao, Yang Qi's pipe is at the bottom of the Yang One Zero Eight called Yang Qi), although you and I have the same body and the same root, but we haven't washed your feet for a few days, don't you stink?

That Yang Qi was also unkempt, Wen Yan wiped his face with his hand, looked up at Yang Qi, and said loudly:

"This is my mistake? Who was it when I condensed the golden pill and was lazy to make a hundred and eight small ones, so I had me? I am the old man, do I have the right to choose? Look at Yang Yi and Yang Er snickering on your head, with the face of a villain! Besides, you are also a god who refines the gods and is still empty, and I don't know how to change into a person who can fly faster!"

It's really a word to wake up the person in the dream, and the feelings were blown stupid by the ancestor of Hongjun in one breath, and he limped away for so long. Although Yang Qi was dissatisfied, he didn't dare to curse, who is that old man, the most terrifying existence!

That's it, let's use our magic powers and leave this boundless sea of sand. He threw away the animal bone in his hand, shook his body and accepted the Yuan Baby, recited a few incantations silently, and still turned into an iron-winged golden eagle, soaring into the sky.

Under the bright sun, the golden eagle fluttered its wings and flew fast, and it was indeed much faster. Soon, I saw a pillar towering into the sky in the desert ahead, blocking the way. Yang Qi was a little curious and flew towards the Heavenly Pillar. When you get closer and take a look, where is the pillar of heaven? The towering building that towers into the sky is like a building and a non-building, like a tower and a non-tower, the whole body is built with huge stones, the appearance is simple and unpretentious, and the traces left by the wind and sand for a long time are even more majestic and sacred.

Yang Qi went around for a week, and he also had tea kung fu, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue, what a miracle that can only be built by such a character. He found a door with two inscriptions on the door "Mirage".

"Mirage, mirage, am I still in Sin City?"

Looking at the mirage with a threshold higher than his own, Yang Qi felt that his lips were a little dry. In such a scary place, there will definitely be no good things waiting for you inside. He looked at the threshold, and then looked down at his swollen bare feet, and estimated that he would not feel embarrassed to step on anything that came out of him.

It's just that if you want to sneak away, you will inevitably make people laugh. It's better to make a casual appearance and leave again.

He flicked the hem of his clothes twice, straightened his turban again, and touched the sword with his hand, breathing a sigh of relief, as if he had a little reliance. Facing the gate dozens of feet high, he clasped his hands into fists, nodded, and said softly:

"Can someone come to visit Yang Qi in Longmen, Jiangzhou. ”

Who would have thought that before he finished speaking, the stone door opened a crack, and the white light flashed in the crack of the door, and the stone door closed together, as if it had never been opened. Yang Qi was gone, and he entered the "mirage" as he wished.

The "mirage" was pitch black, and as long as there were two lanterns flickering in the huge pavilion, the owner of the building was also a little stingy. What's even more strange is that the lantern moved over, and then a gust of wind hit, Yang Qi was wondering how there could be wind in the building? A thunderclap sounded in his ears:

"Yang Qi Xiaoyou came from afar, and the old dragon was responsible for guarding the mirage, and he couldn't meet him from afar, and he still hoped to atone for his sins. ”

I don't know if he was frightened or the wind was blowing, Yang Qi stepped back and leaned against the stone door. His head was buzzing, and he subconsciously asked:

"Who is the Holy Dragon? How can you make a good thunderbolt?" Can you make a few more lanterns so that I can see the Holy Face?"

The inside of this building is not like the outside at night, there may be moonlight and stars, or there are insect lamps and candles, so that people can see things. The stone walls are tightly built, and there is no light on all sides, so he can't complain that he can't see at night.

"What thunder, what lanterns? hahaha......"

The old dragon was in a trance for a moment, and then understood what Yang Qi meant, and couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

Suddenly, the wind in the pavilion was fierce, causing a commotion in the building.

Who is this old dragon? He is indeed the owner of the "Mirage" of the Sin City, guarding the demon beasts and poisonous insects in the building for the ancestor of Na Hongjun. Previously, Yang Qi chanted the poem "Today's effect praises the father day by day, thousands of miles of the sea is planted with mulberry", and then he is diligent to refining the gods and returning to the void, and one hundred and eight yuan babies are all out of the body! He is a 10,000-year-old mirage, and there are countless of his descendants in the sea of thousands of miles.

In order to have a good relationship with this thief, the old dragon violated the prohibition and used his magic power to move the "mirage" to block the way, but before he could say anything, he was amused by the thief, where is the majesty of the holy dragon. He was about to explain to the thief when suddenly the "mirage" shook and the stone door opened.

Outside the door stood Choi and Kyle, who led a few people to push Medusa and Nami in, and said to the old dragon:

"Landlord, how can you move the 'mirage' here without authorization? The old city lord already knows, why don't you hurry back and receive the punishment yourself? Brother Yang, you are too lonely in this desert, and the city wants me to send a beautiful woman over to be your companion. ”

The winged Kyle was even more hateful, waved his hand and smiled sweetly:

"I also want to accompany Brother Yang, but I still have to replant the flowers and plants for you, so I'll say goodbye."

Where can the old dragon in the building still laugh, and the sweat that flowed when he went out took a half-bath for Yang Qi, this time the sand was sticky. Before leaving, he turned back and said:

"Yang Qi Xiaoyou, as long as you plant a few acres of mulberry hemp in the future, after I receive the punishment, I will send you in the wind and water!"

The words of the black dragon dozens of zhang long made the "mud man" in the building messy. Medusa and Nami looked at the old dragon, and then at the disheveled "clay man", and even more at the head of the eight monks, where could they still speak......

When the stone door was closed, the three of them came back to their senses. The building is pitch black, so you can only ask tentatively first.

"Sister Nami?"

"Brother Yang Qi?"

"Hmph, I know my sister and brother, my sister here is not dead yet!"

Nami didn't make a sound, and probably her face was red again, Yang Qi sighed twice, and said:

"Where, you're my fairy sister. ”

"Don't be poor, it's really unlucky to know you, it was a place for people to stay before, but now it occupies the light of your good brother, and is thrown into this extremely dangerous 'mirage'!"

Yang Qi's face turned red this time, but it didn't matter, they couldn't see it anyway.