"Woo~Wow~"

In the emptiness, the voice came from the ground, and it was really creepy. Yin Ping www.biquge.info of Pen, Fun Pavilion, was also taken aback, and involuntarily took a step back and shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here." In his eyes, he stared at Luo Xiaosang, who fell to the ground, thinking that he was using some tricks. I didn't think that Luo Xiaosang was motionless, it didn't look like he did it, so he looked around carefully, hoping to find the person who pretended to be a ghost.

Who knew that there was silence all around, and he asked a few questions, but no one answered. Although Yin Ping is a member of the Demon Sect and has killed countless people, this gloomy underground is the place where the gods and demons fought back then, and it is so strange and silent that it makes him feel cold. Yin Ping asked a few more times, there was still silence all around, so he wanted to finish this righteous junior as soon as possible, and leave this strange place as soon as possible, but he didn't think that as soon as he lowered his head, the baby-like cry really came again, and he could hear it clearly, but it seemed to come from under his feet.

Yin Ping was startled and retreated, put the magic weapon across his chest, and saw the yellow sand not far away under his concentration, at this time, he actually made a "goo-goo-goo" sound like water boiling, and the yellow sand on the ground was scattered, just like boiling water. But after a while, the sound suddenly stopped, and the ground returned to calm as if nothing had happened. Yin Ping just put down his hanging heart, who knew that the sound of "grunting" sounded again, and repeated it like this many times, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Suddenly, Yin Ping secretly scolded himself for being confused, as long as he got up with his sword and flew away quickly in the air, he was not afraid of these things. The righteous junior was injured by himself, I am afraid that he is not far from death, and when he has the opportunity in the future, he will come and take his head again, it is strange here, and his life is still important. Thinking in his heart, he summoned the magic weapon Juli scissors.

At this moment, the baby-like cry sounded on the soles of his feet again, and this time it was accompanied by a huge suction, which firmly locked Yin Ping's body and sucked it under the yellow sand. Yin Ping was shocked and struggled desperately, but the suction force on the soles of his feet was so great that he sucked half of his body into it in an instant. Yin Ping struggled desperately, but the more he moved, the faster he fell.

Waiting until the yellow sand reached his chest, Yin Ping remembered the magic weapon in his hand, but his hands couldn't contribute, how could he still be in time. A body of cultivation is like being imprisoned at this moment, and it can't play a role at all. Yin Ping was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, tears were falling, and he shouted "Xiaoxia save me", but Luo Xiaosang was seriously injured for him, how could he hear his call. Buddhism has clouds, and karma is rewarded. Yin Ping killed countless people in the past, but today he sees himself being lost in the yellow sand little by little, which is really a cycle of heavenly principles. However, compared to the other people's corpse wilderness, he can be regarded as a place to be buried in the dead.

The yellow sand that engulfed the Yin Ping, originally yellow-brown in color, suddenly became scarlet, as if it was stained with blood, and even the air exuded a faint bloody smell. Could it be that there are unknown monsters at the bottom of this seemingly ordinary yellow sand?

Yin Ping was swallowed by the yellow sand, and the surroundings were quiet for a moment, and the strange sound of the baby's crying and "coo-goo" like water boiling sounded again, looking in that direction, but it was towards Luo Xiaosang who was lying on the ground.

Poor Luo Xiaosang was seriously injured and had long been unconscious, so he was like fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others. But at this moment, the black sword that was originally inserted in the ground seemed to be able to feel the crisis here, loyal to the lord, and conjured a faint three-color light, encircling Luo Xiaosang tightly.

The baby's crying sound sounded under Luo Xiaosang, but suddenly there was a long hiss, the voice was terrible, as if he had encountered something terrible, and he fled far away, but he seemed to be unwilling, and continued to cry around Luo Xiaosang, but he refused to leave. And the "grunt" sound was stunned, and he didn't dare to move forward anymore, but he also refused to leave, and stayed outside the circle of light of the black sword.

In the darkness, a wind blew, bringing a little bit of desolation. This is like an eternal place, but suddenly there is a little change. With the continuous "grunt" sound, the yellow sand under the ground continued to grow until it grew into a one-zhang tall "person".

When it is said to be a "human", it is just to look at its human limbs, but the head is very different. On the face made of yellow sand, a big mouth accounts for half of the entire head, if it is really a human being, this bloody mouth alone is enough to make people daunted.

In addition, with one eye and slender eyes, no nose and no ears, no matter how you look at it, it looks more like a legendary monster than a human.

As soon as the sand man (let's call it so) stood up, he slowly raised it with his long fingerless hand and carefully stretched it out towards Luo Xiaosang on the ground, but as soon as he touched the aperture of the black sword, it was like touching boiling water and hot oil, and quickly withdrew and made a "clang" sound, while the cry of the baby, who had been avoiding the periphery, was more and more urgent than the other.

At this moment, I don't know if I was shocked by the sound, Luo Xiaosang, who had passed out, actually showed signs of awakening, and his arm moved. Xu is the providence in the dark, the sand man raised the long arm that seemed to be about to be smashed, suddenly paused, and then stared down at Luo Xiaosang, to be precise, but stared at the mysterious pattern that appeared mysteriously on the back of his hand before, and was stunned for a while.

There was a corner of the circle with five stars, and the silver light was shining in the darkness.

There was a long "bang", echoing in this dark space, but there was less sharpness and impatience of Fang Cai, but there was a touch of sorrow.

The sandman slowly bent his feet until he fell to his knees (if they were knees), and in the darkness there was a continuous muffled sound of "clang" again, like a real man, whispering a prayer and muttering like a dream.

This continued, as if time had stood still in the darkness, and I don't know how long it took, the sand man made a long "bang" sound, like a long sigh, and it seemed to be relieved to hear it. Immediately after, a cloud of yellow light emerged from its giant mouth, and slowly, as if carrying a mission for tens of millions of years, flew in from the circle of light conjured by the black sword, and landed on the back of Luo Xiaosang's hand.

In the darkness, there was a yellow light, fleeting.

The baby's cry suddenly became rapid, as if it knew it was about to lose something precious.

"Bang!" such as gentle comfort, but also with reluctance.

In the darkness, it was as if a light came from the sky, penetrated through thousands of barriers, and fell on the huge sandman, bit by bit, the sandman dissolved without wind, and actually dispersed again, turning back into the yellow sand all over the ground, as if it had never appeared in this world.

And the baby-like cry went from existence to nothing, thinner and thinner, until finally it disappeared.

Luo Xiaosang seems to have had a long dream, in which there are tall creatures thriving on the green grassy land, enjoying the stable and peaceful life of the land of China. Suddenly, one day, the sky was dark, and the demons tore through the sky, bringing disaster to the destruction of all races in Shenzhou. The tall creature, along with many other creatures, stepped forward, raised the strength of the clan, followed behind the god lord, and fought against the demons.

Such a legendary story is full of tragedy and bitterness, Luo Xiaosang doesn't know how many times he has heard it, but this time, he saw it in a dream. In the end, the demon clan was finally defeated, and the tall creature clan was left alone, and under the contamination of magic power, it became extraordinary. The surviving creatures, with the dying instructions of the god lord and the hope of the clansmen, will forever sink into this original rich land of Shenzhou.

Until......

"Sha~Wen~, Sand Clan!"

Luo Xiaosang slowly opened his eyes, but his mind still clearly repeated the tragic scene of the battle between gods and demons, as if it had just happened. How many lives and deaths, repeated and repeated. It's just that the last person of the Sand Clan, the words left by the sand pattern in his brain are extremely familiar.

"I have done it. Don't lose, don't lose......"

It's the trust of the gods, what is the trust of the gods? I am just a mortal, how can I accomplish such things? Suddenly, I remembered that when I escaped from the Northern Regions, I also had a similar dream inexplicably, is there any connection between the two?

I don't know how long I lay down, in the dark, Luo Xiaosang suddenly heard a "cooing" sound, it turned out that he was hungry and screaming. This cry was not tight, but even the pain in his body screamed, and he suddenly felt that his whole body was in pain, and his body seemed to be no longer his own.

At this moment, the black sword that fell into his hand at some point came from the familiar warmth, which instantly traveled all over the body, and the pain was reduced. Luo Xiaosang looked at the black sword that conjured up a faint three-colored light, and smiled bitterly in his heart, no matter whether it was transformed by a demon spirit or not, at a critical moment, it would always be that it would never abandon itself.

This time the injury was the worst since the trip, and even the internal organs were injured, and if you don't take care of it, it may affect your future cultivation. I think that when Senior Brother Liu Dacheng and Liu taught themselves, he told them that the most taboo thing in cultivation is injury, if not handled carefully, it is often easy to leave the tail of the hand, which seems to be insignificant on weekdays, but when the bottleneck of cultivation is broken, it becomes the biggest shackle. Some people spend their entire lives without being able to make any progress in their cultivation, and they may be ruined by the small injuries they suffered when they were young.

Luo Xiaosang moved up almost inch by inch, but fortunately, Yi Xingyun left a bottle of cloud dreams in the door scattered on himself, otherwise in the depths of the earth, he really didn't know what to do. Poured out a grain of Yunmeng and swallowed it, carefully breathed for a while, and then pressed the injury down, and his body and spirit were relieved, and then he thought that he was seriously injured and unconscious for that demon demon, and he should have died a long time ago, why could he be saved? Could it be that a senior passed by and saved himself?

Looking around, I found that except for the faint circle of light emitted by the black sword, everything as far as the eye could see was as dark as ink, but the ground was warm and humid yellow sand, and I don't know if it was caused by seeping from the ground. In addition, there are many extremely tall ruins and broken walls, most of which are covered by yellow sand, only a section is exposed, and it seems that this place should be like the Temple of Heaven, which has been covered by yellow sand for thousands of years.

In any case, we have to leave this place first to join up with the senior brothers in the sect. The righteous disciples were ambushed by the Demon Sect and suffered heavy casualties, and they didn't know what happened to the Yi family brothers and sisters. couldn't help but be secretly worried, so he used the black sword as a crutch, propped himself up, and walked step by step according to his memory.

When I passed by, I found that there was a place where the sand was dark red, which was very different from the side and was extremely strange. Luo Xiaosang glanced at it a few times, and he didn't think about it anymore, where did he know that it was the burial place of the person who chased and killed him.

Walking and stopping like this, although he walked in the dark in the sand cave underground, fortunately, he did not meet any more demon cult figures. The Cloud Dream Scatter of the Chaos Heaven Gate is one of the best healing relics in the world, and after running the Chaos Heaven Qi Technique for several rounds of continuous pranayama, Luo Xiaosang can already rise with his sword and fly slowly, so that the speed can't help but speed up greatly.

During the flight, there was a fork in the front of him, and Luo Xiaosang remembered that it was the passage that he flew to the current passage at the beginning, and flew into the huge space covered with yellow sand, and now he flew to another intersection, maybe he could meet the senior brother in the door. The thought of being able to reunite with the doorman made my heart hot, and I couldn't help but speed up a little faster.

"Senior brother, save me!" While he was flying, Luo Xiaosang suddenly heard a cry for help coming from below.