Yin Fan fell into the whirlpool, and the lower half of the sandworm's octopus-like body appeared in his field of vision.

In the distance, the vague shadows of the flying ship appeared in the distance, and nearly ten huge shadows fell upside down.

At the same time, along with those shadows, there were also dense cannonballs, which also fell into the depths of this vortex at the same time.

Yin Fanguang looked at the huge sandworm body beside him, the yellow sand surging around him was already frightened, and when he saw the cannonballs like asking for his life falling, his gall cracked.

He looked around, and he didn't dare to use the teleportation.

The whirlpool had fallen a hundred meters into the ground, and wherever he wanted to go, it would undoubtedly appear in the depths of the sand.

And this power is used once, and it will take a long time to use it again next time, and at that time, Yin Fan is only afraid that he has been killed by sand.

You can't go to the sky, you can't go to the side, Yin Fan gritted his teeth, and he could only choose the next strategy.

He turned around and teleported a bit underground!

Yin Fan originally wanted to use this bottom thing to resist the cannonballs falling from the sky, and then leave with the help of the sandworm's body.

Who knew that this move turned out to be an open space!

It was pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers, but his body was still falling at breakneck speed.

Yin Fan panicked in his heart, as if he had fallen into a space that would never end.

With such psychological fear, he hurriedly went to summon the Flame Sword Illumination, when suddenly a huge air flow hit his head, shaking him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was only a buzzing sound in the depths of his brain, and he couldn't feel the pain, and countless hard objects around him that didn't know what they were falling.

A sharp object pierced him in the abdomen, waking him up from a severe coma.

Yin Fan suddenly opened his eyes and became conscious.

The flaming sword swirled around his body, illuminating the wreckage of the flying ship, huge chunks of flesh with green liquid, and countless humans in sand-colored cloaks.

He slowed his fall with the help of objects around him, teleporting as he was about to touch the ground, dodging falling debris from above.

A dazzling bright yellow meteor-like object flew diagonally from above and fell into the distance.

Yin Fan's gaze was firmly fixed on that thing, and on the Xuantian Bagua Sword Array summoned in his hand, Xun Feng reacted strongly.

The girl in blood, who had been locked up for a long time, suddenly saw the outside world, and was excitedly lying on the light film on the outer wall of the sword array, screaming and screaming.

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm coming out. The girl in blood turned her head and shouted at Yin Fan.

"Well, I'll let you out later, and have fun inside. ”

"Daddy, woo woo......"

Yin Fan hurriedly closed the sword formation, not daring to have anything to do with this little girl.

The meteor in sight falls into the ground, illuminating the scenery tens of meters around the landing site.

Yin Fan was taken aback, the place where the light shone was a majestic black iron palace.

The crashing sound of falling objects behind him was endless, and I didn't know what the consequences of the sandworm's sudden counterattack and fall to the ground just now were.

Strangely enough, there was nothing falling from above, except for the lack of sand.

"Knock"

This loud noise was different from the bits and pieces of movement just now, and a behemoth fell to the ground, crushing everything that had just fallen there into pieces.

The impact of the impact spreads like ripples, kicking up the surrounding flour dust.

Yin Fan tightened the mask he brought with his hood to prevent the dust from affecting his breathing.

He used the light of the Away Fire Sword to find several of the corpses of the crew.

It's a pity that none of these people have cultivation in them, and almost all of them are crushed when they fall from such a high place.

Yin Fan was lucky to find a slightly complete one.

The days of rushing battles, and the sudden change just now, made the cloak on his body look extremely shabby.

It is precisely because of this that his overall dress tends to be close to that of the crew of these flying ships.

Yin Fan ripped the cloak shining on the outside, and when he saw the clothes and styles he was wearing inside, he had even more doubts in his heart.

Their clothes, tops and trousers, are clearly defined and compact.

The stripe and pleated style are completely different from Kyushu, and the pursuit of simplicity is more.

Haven't these people been living in this desert all along?

Yin Fan covered him with the corpse's cloak, and used the Fire Sword to probe where he had just fallen.

Until it was out of his control, the Fire Sword did not detect its headspace.

Yin Fan's heart sank, and he turned to look at the place where the meteor landed at the moment just now.

So far, the only way to talk about it is to get Xunli first.

Xun is the wind, and after controlling Xun power, he will definitely find a way out through this power.

Yin Fan, who had made up his mind, no longer hesitated and walked forward.

Before his feet could fall, the wall next to him suddenly exploded, and the shattered rock buried him directly.

Thanks to Yin Fan's quick reaction, he couldn't use teleportation at this moment, and immediately blocked the Heavenly Demon Sword on his back, although he was buried, it was not a big deal.

He resisted the emotion of going violent, and was about to break through the ground when something fell on this pile of rocks, and the weight was so great that he spat blood directly.

This natural disaster is too coincidental!

Yin Fan was furious, and was about to sweep with the Heavenly Demon Sword when he suddenly heard a human voice.

"Elder, according to the instructions of the detector, the wind crystal is the innermost part of this crypt. However, there seems to be a force that disturbs the magnetic field, and it is impossible to locate it exactly. "It's a young man.

"Is it a gravity spar?" the voice was deep and powerful, it should have been some years old.

"No, Elder. According to the detector, it should be the power of spiritual power in the outside world. The young man's voice was full of solemnity.

"This place, how could the clan of Kyushu come in!" the middle-aged man's voice was full of doubts, "You are here to dispatch everyone to recover the gravity spar of the crashed sky battleship just now, and I will go to the front to take a look." ”

"Yes. ”

Knowing Suosuo's voice, it seems that there are no less than dozens of people. Listening to their conversation, Yin Fan finally determined that this group of people were the original residents who lived here.

He waited for a while and teleported out from here.

Yin Fan immediately noticed that a blue light appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged man stood in the middle of the light.

The man was also wearing a sand-colored cloak, and now he lowered his hood, and a strap was tied around his forehead, and a sky-blue diamond-shaped spar was tied in the center.

It was from that hedron that light that came out.

In addition to this, the fire-like thing pinned to the man's waist is the most conspicuous.

But his firearm is different from the trick-like thing in Kyushu, with more grips and more slender and convenient iron pipes.

No matter how you look at it, it's not something that the existing blacksmiths in Kyushu can make today.

What is the origin of these people?

The doubts in Yin Fan's heart became stronger and stronger. Just as Yin Fan wanted to observe him closely, the man suddenly pulled out a fire gun and aimed it in the direction where Yin Fan was, and shouted:

"Who is it?"

Yin Fan was stunned, he was sure again and again, this person didn't have spiritual power, how could he find out?

Seeing that no one answered, the middle-aged man pulled the small mechanism on the inside of the iron pipe under the fire gun.

In the firelight, a tiny hedron shot out of the iron pipe.

Yin Fan's pupils shrank, but fortunately, when the man was about to pull the mechanism, his body had already opened sideways.

Rao was like this, and the spar still shot into his right shoulder, running through!

Yin Fan's body dodged into the deeper darkness. He had to admit that he had developed a keen interest in such an unknown ethnic group.

The middle-aged man's expression was serious and cold, and his cold eyes swept around, and soon he took another firearm in his hand.

He snorted coldly and struck the hedron on his forehead with a fire gun, and the blue light was extinguished instantly.

At this moment, the man seemed to become a stone, without any movement or breathing.

Yin Fan also lost his breath. He stood up, smiled at the middle-aged man in the dark, and turned to walk into the depths of the cave.

If this man enters the cultivation path, he must be the dominant character.

Soon, dozens of running sounds and chaotic shouts came, which were much worse than this middle-aged man.

Yin Fan turned his head to look as he walked forward in the darkness.

These young men all had blue hedrons on their foreheads, illuminating a large area of light.

After the middle-aged man reprimanded them a few words, everyone took out their firearms and looked around cautiously.

Yin Fan was proud, laughed a few times, turned his head and stepped forward......

"Bang"

Well, hit a wall. Yin Fan covered his face and squatted down, and his nosebleeds came out.

"What are you doing these days, nothing is going well!"

Yin Fan stood up and reached out to touch it, but as soon as he touched the stone wall, a yin wind surged from all directions, and the hem and cuffs of Yin Fan's cloak flew around.

The stone wall in front of him gradually lit up.

That's right, the light that extends a little bit from the inside outward, lights up.

Yin Fan saw clearly that this was not a stone wall, but a huge stone monument standing on the edge of the cliff!

"Dead ...... Country...... The city that never sleeps?"

A huge red light erupted from his vision, and the sound of the cry of forgetting his soul seemed to come from hell, constantly appearing from the cliff in front of him.

The red light dissipated, the stele disappeared, and a suspension bridge appeared in its place.

On the other side of the bridge there was a little or two fires, followed by ten and a hundred.

It was the candle flame by the countless lanterns and windows.

Soon, a bustling city in the night appeared on the opposite side. The people on the street seemed to have come out of the void, condensing little by little, and in a short time, the whole street became full of people.

The shouting, the shouting, the sound is endless.

Yin Fan looked at the scenery in front of him incredulously, and couldn't believe it.

The city is far in sight, and even now, the candle flame is still spreading in the distance.

"The city that never sleeps!"

A smile tugged at the corner of Yin Fan's mouth, stepped on the suspension bridge and walked to the city on the other side.

There was a cacophony behind him, presumably the crew of the flying ships had arrived, and soon they were also on the suspension bridge.

He walked into a crowded alley and bumped into a young passerby.

"What are you doing, walk with long eyes, and let me touch me to see if I don't clean you up!" the young man said to Yin Fan fiercely while gesturing his fist.

Yin Fan's face was strange, and he removed the hidden power given to him by the mask, revealing his body.

How can these people see themselves, and even if they can see themselves, how can they react to themselves?

What the hell is this place?

Yin Fan's expression was solemn, and he raised his head to look into the distance, where the tall black iron palace was towering.

He put aside his interest in the flying crew and walked straight towards the Black Iron Palace.