Beneath the blazing sun is a sea of yellow sand as far as the eye can see!

Suddenly, there was quicksand running on a hill, and suddenly a cloud of barren sand exploded, and the great witch Wushuo rushed out of it with a young man on his back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, how is it, can you still hold on?"

Wu Shuo asked the young man behind him as he looked up at the sunlight above him to discern his direction.

The young man opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of fine sand, and said stubbornly: "Uncle Wu, if you let me go, I can go by myself!"

"Sensei said that those are useless, your father entrusted you to me, if something goes wrong in my hands, where will your uncle and me put my face in the future?"

Wu Shuo had already identified the direction at this time, but he didn't need to fly, but plunged his feet straight into the sand, and then the sea of sand on the ground began to flow, like a great river rushing, carrying him all the way north.

However, at this moment, a faint voice came from far behind him: "Wu Shuo, you can't escape, as long as you hand over Yang Junshan's son, you will still be the deacon elder of the tribe." ”

Wu Shuo turned a deaf ear to the voices coming from behind him.

However, the voice seemed endless, and continued: "Wu Shuo, for the sake of the son of a Terran monk, do you want to betray your own race? ”

At this moment, an oasis suddenly appeared in the originally bare sand sea in front of Wu Shuo, and perhaps because it had just been formed, there were no monks gathered in this oasis.

Wu Shuo's original sand escape supernatural ability collapsed on its own because of the appearance of the oasis, especially the appearance of a small lake in the oasis, and in desperation, Wu Shuo could only fly away on the sand with Yang Qinkun on his back.

However, perhaps because at the end of the crossbow, when Wu Shuo fled to the oasis, he was finally chased by the two behind him.

Wu Shuo glanced at the two of them, then his gaze fell on a witch, and said, "Lan Ying, I didn't expect it to be you, didn't you guys from the Jumang tribe stay in the Liangyu Mountain Range?"

The witch Lan Ying glanced at Yang Qinkun, who came down from behind Wu Shuo, and said, "Yang Junshan has an enmity with me. ”

Wu Shuo turned to look at the other great witch and said, "Kuaju, for the sake of a human child, did you betray me?"

The big witch who was called Kuaju smiled coldly and said: "He is not an ordinary Terran child, his father is Yang Junshan, you know how many forces are fighting his idea now, and you and I have always been competing for the leader of the tribe, now that such a good handle is in my hands, how can I turn a blind eye?"

Wu Shuo sighed: "I didn't expect you to be such a person, whether you believe it or not, I never thought of competing with you for the leader of the tribe, and the Yang clan of Xishan is very helpful to the tribe, in the most difficult time of the tribe, it was precisely because of the exchange with the Yang caravan that we finally survived and grew stronger, the heroes of our Wu clan have always had clear grievances, what is the difference between you doing this today and being ungrateful?"

Kuaju had a gloomy face and said: "Don't talk nonsense, you have to pay this child today if you pay it or not!"

Wu Shuo put down Yang Qinkun behind him, keeping him away from the oasis so as not to be affected by the big war, and then said: "Since this is the case, then everyone has done one!"

Kuaju waited for this sentence, and without saying a word, he stirred up the barren sand in the sky with one punch, turning into a huge sand fist and hitting Wu Shuo's head.

At the same time, the witch Lan Ying stretched out her hand, and the vegetation in the oasis suddenly grew rapidly, and then a series of rattan whips wrapped around Wu Shuo's body, and wooden spears continued to stab at Wu Shuo's body.

However, at this time, the small pool of water in the oasis suddenly exploded, and the water splashes in the sky quickly condensed into crystal clear ice picks in mid-air, and then cut a sharp roar in the air, stabbing the huge sand fist of the boast into a thousand holes, and freezing all the vegetation in the oasis into ice sculptures.

At the same time, Wu Shuo also made a move in an instant, the same barren sand, but it spun violently under his control, and at the moment when Kuaju was broken by the ice pick, he took the opportunity to wrap the sand whirlpool around him.

It's like holding a steel file on the meat on the grinding body, even if the Kuaju body is strong as a great witch, but it is difficult to hold on to it under Wu Shuo's magical powers, almost in the blink of an eye, the flesh on one of Kuaju's arms is almost grinding off a layer.

Lan Ying, the witch next to her, knew that she couldn't do anything, so she hurriedly helped Kuaju break through the sand whirlpool, and the two flew back together.

And after the sand and dust that was originally stirred up by the instantaneous battle gradually dissipated, where is there still an oasis where Wu Shuo was originally located, but there is also an additional witch, a female witch like Lan Ying.

"From the Xuanming Tribe?" Lan Ying asked, looking at the witch beside Wu Shuo.

Jiuli "giggled", but did not answer, but sneered at Wu Shuo beside him: "Look, I just said that your tribe is too soft, but you have to stay there for the sake of the same lineage of the Houtu, how about it, you treat others as clansmen, people may not treat you as fellow clansmen, and it doesn't taste good to be betrayed, right?"

Wu Shuo could only smile bitterly when he heard this.

Ignored by the people in front of her, the female witch Lan Ying could only snort heavily.

Kuaju on the side stopped the blood dripping from his left arm, regardless of the fact that a layer of flesh had been ground off his arm, he pointed at Wu Shuo and scolded: "Okay, Wu Shuo, your brother eats things inside and outside, and actually colludes with people from outside and colludes with them, do you all want to be lackeys of the human race?"

Jiuli's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes stared at Kuaju, but he asked Wu Shuo: "Did you kill this person, you must be the leader of the nest tribe?"

Hearing this, Kuaju's face suddenly changed in fright, and he pointed to the two of them "you, you, you" for a long time, but he hurriedly retreated backwards, for fear that he would be caught up by Jiuli if he walked slowly.

And the female witch Lan Ying took a deep look at the two of them, and then also stepped back.

Seeing that the danger was lifted, Jiuli turned around and glanced behind him, only to find that Yang Qinkun was looking at them behind a sand dune, although the battle just now happened and ended quickly, but the four Dao Realm Great Witches fought each other, and the rabbit was also flying sand and rocks between the rabbits and the eagles, which was earth-shattering, but this kid didn't seem to be scared at all.

Jiuli's face suddenly showed a look of satisfaction, and he beckoned to Yang Qinkun, and after he came over, he said directly: "Boy, I'll listen to my aunt." ”

Yang Qinkun obediently came to the two great witches, heard Jiuli's instructions, and said in a low voice: "Why is it aunt again!"

Jiuli suddenly raised his eyebrows, twisted his ears with his hands, ignored the kid's hula and screamed, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, what did you just say?"

Wu Shuo smiled bitterly and looked at Jiuli, who was still childish, and persuaded: "Forget it, where is there an elder like you, let's talk about our plans next." ”

Jiuli let go of the hand that twisted his ear, then clapped his hands and said, "Well, I've thought about it a long time ago." ”

After that, without waiting for Wu Shuo's inquiring eyes, he turned to put his arm around Yang Qinkun's shoulder and said, "Nephew, tell my aunt, how is your father's alchemy practice?"

This Yang Qinkun is also a rough man, and he didn't care about being repaired by this "aunt" who he had just knew, and patted his chest and said loudly when he heard the words: "Then it goes without saying, I have practiced since I was a child, and I dare not say anything else, at least I am invincible at the same level!"

Jiuli praised when he heard this: "Auntie, I like your braggart temperament, most of us Wu people, go, my aunt will take you to the bone scraping glacier to play." ”

After that, one hand put his arm around his shoulder and pulled the other person half a circle, almost holding Yang Qinkun and leaving.

"Hey, aunt, aunt, tell me where the Scraping Bone Glacier is, why does it sound a little infiltrating?" Yang Qinkun staggered and walked far.

"Don't worry, my aunt is there to prepare a big opportunity for you, I heard that you also have a brother and a sister, aunt, I tell you, they will definitely envy you at that time, you said that your aunt is not very good to you, especially partial, you say!"

Jiuli's voice in the wind and sand had become intermittent, and Wu Shuo looked at the two who were walking away with a wry smile, and could only hurriedly follow behind.

----------

It is said that after Yang Junshan left from the Thunder Swamp, it was actually just to prevent being bumped into by the people of Zixiao Pavilion, but in fact, he did not go far, but found a hill at the junction of Leizhou and Huzhou, and directly opened a simple cave underground to start retreating and cultivating.

After three thunder tribulations in a row, he condensed two natal dao techniques and two natal immortal techniques, almost hollowing out the dantian origin that Yang Junshan had accumulated over the years.

If it weren't for the successful breakthrough of the alchemy at the last moment to enter the Blood Exchange Realm, which brought him the support of majestic vitality after igniting the blood of pure yang, then it would be impossible for him to survive the repeated battles with the extraterritorial Thunder Tribulation Cultivators and Miaohuang Daoists after the tribulation, let alone go to the outside through the Thunder Well Passage to discover the secrets of Zixiao Pavilion and the Sanqing Sect.

However, even so, when Yang Junshan left the Thunder Swamp, his state at that time was almost exhausted.

In this simple crypt that seemed to have expanded the groundhog's nest several times, Yang Junshan's retreat was a whole year that had passed, but at this time, he had at most completely consolidated his cultivation after entering the Thunder Tribulation Realm, and he didn't know when the Origin Yuan Qi he had consumed before would be completely recovered.

However, after the cultivation was completely consolidated, Yang Junshan had no worries, and it was only a matter of time before the loss of the original vitality was lost.

This also gave Yang Junshan time to think about other things in addition to his retreat, for example, if the secret of the Thunder Well Passage was leaked, would there be any Huang Ting Dao Ancestor in the cultivation world who would venture to try to ascend to the Immortal at the other end of the Thunder Well Passage?

After all, the layer of thunder light mask on the mouth of the thunder well was too thin, as if it could be pierced with a single stretch of hand.