Jun Poao took out a gray snakeskin pouch from his arms, took out pieces of spirit stones, array flags, and rune paper, and methodically buried these things in the nearby yellow sand.

The other party is just a Hinayana cultivator in the Bigu Realm, and he actually has a space storage magic weapon, which makes the evil self-born a little surprised.

After arranging the formation, Jun Poao said to the evil self-born with a reassuring face: "Your Bigu Realm Consummation Realm can actually kill the sacrificial skeleton of the Bigu Realm Mahayana with one sword, even a monk of the Xiangwen Realm cannot do it so cleanly. There are few barbarians with such powerful swordsmanship, if I guess correctly, you should be a monk from Yanzhou. ”

Although Jun Poao could only see the silver mask on the face of the evil self-born, he deduced something.

"Yes, do you think that you can deal with me by arranging a formation?" the evil face laughed behind the silver mask.

The other party called his brother so cordial before, but he just asked for himself, and the evil self-generation naturally didn't take it seriously, the barbarians and the Yan people have been enemies for generations, and the other party didn't attack him at the first time, it seems that he took care of the strength he showed.

"I arranged this formation just to protect myself, but you saved me just now, and I don't want to owe Yan Ren a favor, you don't seem to know much about the tomb of the Six Dao Kings, if you don't understand anything, you can ask me. Jun Poao said.

Evil Zisheng didn't think so much about Jun Poao, and he didn't hope to get the other party's gratitude for saving him, and he wouldn't go to his relatives because he wanted to survive.

Evil Zisheng said in a pondering tone, "Why is the name of this white bone skeleton called the sacrificial skeleton?"

These white bone skeletons seem to have something to do with the sacrificial brute.

Jun Poao replied, "These sacrificial skeletons were all monks who were inscribed with sacrificial barbarian patterns when they were alive, and they became like this after they died. ”

"It turns out that the monk who sacrificed the barbarian pattern will become like this when he dies. Evil Zisheng said with some embarrassment.

Jun Po said with a proud smile: "After the death of the monk who sacrificed the barbarian pattern, the strength of the skeleton turned into was even stronger than before his death, but after death, he had no spiritual intelligence, and could only be manipulated by the Dao of the Barbarian Dao and become a battle puppet."

Evil Zisheng thought for a while, and then asked, "I heard that General Jiang Wuzhong entered this tomb back then, do you know where he is?"

"I don't know much about this matter, but I heard that he didn't die in the tomb of the Six Dao Kings, but even if he is alive, he must be hiding in the depths of the Six Dao Kings Tomb, with your cultivation, I am afraid that it will not be easy to find him, and the further down the Six Dao King Tomb, the more dangerous it becomes. Jun Poao reminded kindly.

"Do you know how to enter the second layer of the Tomb of the Six Dao Kings?" For Jun Po's arrogant reminder, Evil Zisheng didn't seem to take it to heart.

If the danger of the second layer exceeds the expectation of the evil self-generation, it is not too late for him to give up, but it is too early to give up now.

Jun Poao shook his head, as if he was laughing at the evil self-sheng for thinking too much about the danger of the tomb of the Six Dao Kings, "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, since you want to enter the second layer, it doesn't hurt for me to tell you, in the center of the first layer of the desert, there is an hourglass whirlpool, which is the entrance to the second layer." ”

Evil Zisheng went on to ask a lot about the tomb of the Six Dao Kings, and Jun Poao also knew everything, although it was not clear whether what Jun Poao said was completely true, but there was no other better way for Evil Zisheng to be born at the moment.

After the time of counting the pillars of incense, Evil Zisheng had a certain understanding of the tomb of the Six Dao Kings, and silently remembered this useful information in his heart, and Evil Zisheng turned around and left without looking back.

Looking at the back of the evil self-departing, Jun Poao's eyes were a little complicated.

"He must have known that I was a barbarian, so why did he come to my rescue? Even forgetting the hatred between the two races, is there such a ruthless person in this world?"

Suddenly, he felt a hint of strangeness, and hurriedly took out the silver dragon ball from his waist and put it in the palm of his hand, the silver dragon ball rotated like a pointer in the palm of his hand, and finally the dragon head was pointed in a direction, as if indicating the position.

Jun Poao squinted his eyes and looked in the direction indicated by the dragon's head, on the sand pile in the distance, a black dot was running quickly towards his position, but behind that black dot, there seemed to be a lot of white dots.

It was the tiger tree, and the white dot behind him was the sacrificial skeleton that chased him, and there were dozens of them.

Jun Poao's eyelids jumped wildly, and he sighed a little in his mouth: "It's amazing my brother, fortunately, I have set up the formation in advance, but to deal with so many sacrificial skeletons, I'm afraid it will also be a hard battle." ”

In a place of yellow sand, Nu Jiu's face was pale, and she held a stick-thick golden incense in both hands, fighting with a huge golden armored corpse.

This golden armored corpse was one zhang tall, wearing golden armor, and there were two jade-like eyeballs in the position of the eyes, exuding a faint glow, and his hands were wrapped in dried wrinkled skin, holding a glaive long knife, facing Nu Jiu's fierce attack.

Between the collision of the golden stick and the long knife, bursts of golden smoke emanated from the top of the golden stick, and the whole desert looked a little smoky, in the golden smoke, Nu Jiu's figure was unusual, and each stick was unexpected, but it was still easily dodged by the golden armor corpse.

On the contrary, the corpse of the golden armor did not seem to be disturbed by the golden smoke, and in the golden smoke of each slash, Nu Jiu's figure was constantly retreating.

Unexpectedly suppressed a Guanfu Realm monk, this golden armor corpse was obviously not an ordinary thing.

"Damn, I didn't expect to run into the desolate demon, this desolate demon is different from the sacrificial skeleton, even after death, it still retains consciousness, and even all kinds of supernatural powers can be used in life, it's really terrifying. Nu Jiu knew that she was not the opponent of the desolate demon, so he simply stopped fighting and began to flee directly.

"Hand over the stuff. A hoarse voice came out of the mouth of the desolate demon.

Hearing the desolate demon speak, Nu Jiu didn't feel strange, but asked, "What is it?"

The desolate demon couldn't say his name, but he just blindly chased after Nu Jiu.

"There is something on my body that will attract the attention of this desolate demon, could it be a barbarian handsome seal, that barbarian handsome seal has the Dao of the wild road in it, it seems that this desolate demon is chasing me because of this thing, forget it, this barbarian handsome seal and the general ordered me to return it to Manxiaoyun, if it is to get rid of this trouble behind him, it is not a bad way to escape." ”

Nu Jiu touched the handsome seal from his waist and threw it into the distance.

Sure enough, as Nu Jiu guessed, the desolate demon ran towards the Manshuai Yin and gave up chasing Nu Jiu.

"Finally got out of this trouble. Nu Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ascending a sand slope and looking around, there was a vast yellow sand all around, except for some sacrificial skeletons, Nu Jiu did not see a trace of the wild clouds.

"That little cloud doesn't know where it was teleported, this place is thousands of miles in circumference, if you can't fly, with the eyes of the monk of my observation realm, it is not easy to find her quickly in the yellow sand, fortunately, she has cloud patterns, and the sacrificial skeleton must obey her orders, but there is no danger to her life. The second layer is the Sand Sea Demon Beast, she naturally doesn't dare to go, I just need to look slowly on the first layer, and I will always find her. ”

She was a Restoration Realm cultivator, and her face at this time also showed some fatigue that she had more than enough strength to have.

After choosing a direction, Nu Jiu quickly left the place.

However, the tall desolate demon in the distance picked up the handsome seal in the yellow sand, put it in his hand and looked at it stupidly, and muttered to himself in a mouth that seemed to be a little painful: "I'm a dead man, what's the use of holding this thing?"

The Desolate Demon received the handsome seal into the golden armor on his body, and some lonely dragged the glaive long knife aimlessly in the yellow sand, allowing the blade behind him to leave a thin line on the yellow sand.

On a sand dune that seemed to be flattened by the wind, a person slowly stood up from under the yellow sand, his face was full of sand, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but this person had a pair of wolf teeth hanging on his ears, which was exactly what the law was for.

He was originally a monk of the Guanfu Realm, but at this time, he did not show any mana on his body, and even Nu Jiu and the Desolate Demon did not realize that there was still a monk in the Guanfu Realm here, and his hidden ability had to be admired.

Wiping a handful of yellow sand on his face, Fa Heyong's face showed a hint of joy, "The Streamer Glaive Knife refined with Streamer Silver, and the Defeated Gold Armor refined with Defeated Gold, this desolate demon seems to be a decent person before his death, but a decent person, I am only afraid that I will do dirty things before I am alive, just let me be greedy and clean." ”

Fa He took out a cyan handkerchief from his waist, and in the middle of the cyan handkerchief, a bloody wolf's head was tattooed, and he grabbed the corner of the handkerchief, and Fa He shook it on his left hand, and a pair of white leather gloves fell on his hand.

This cyan handkerchief turned out to be a storage weapon.

Placing the cyan handkerchief on his arm, Fa He put white gloves on his hands, took the cyan handkerchief in his hand, and shook it again, and a pair of green wolf fangs the size of daggers fell into his hands.

Putting away the cyan handkerchief, Fa He held the two wolf fangs in his hand, stared at the green wolf fang in his hand, and said with some smugness on his face: "If it is a sacrificial skeleton in the Guanfu Realm, I am afraid that I will not dare to fight it, but if it is a desolate demon, with the magic power of this thing, I have a great deal of confidence in dealing with it." ”

Fa He quickly recited the incantation in his mouth, and a gust of wind suddenly blew around him, and the yellow sand flew, as if a huge wave swept towards the desolate demon.

As if sensing the strangeness of the yellow sand storm, the desolate demon turned around, and the huge waves seemed to be countless fierce sand wolves rushing towards him.

One by one, the sand wolves suddenly jumped out of the sand waves and pounced on the desolate demons, dazzling and dizzying.

However, the Streamer Glaive Knife in the hand of the Desolate Demon seemed to be flowing with countless sword lights, and the sand wolves were cut off one by one, turning into yellow sand and falling to the ground.

With the power of these sand wolves, they couldn't do any damage to the tall desolate demons at all.

The sand wave changed abruptly, turning into a yellow saloon roll, enveloping the desolate demons in the center of the yellow saloon roll.

On the yellow salon roll, countless sand wolves scurried quickly in the sand shadows, as if waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Who?" said the Demon.

"Living people. On the yellow salon scroll, Fa Heyong's unbridled laughter seemed to be everywhere.