Chapter 389: The Raid of the Realm (11)

Barren and vast, not a single hair.

There is actually a bit of desert and yellow sand, and in the fairy world, it is really ever-changing, all of the human world, and the fairy world is no exception.

In other words, the desert is like a beach, and the rest is really an endless desert land.

As far as the eye could see, there was not a single plant, not a single bird or animal.

Empty, vast.

Endless void, wisps of wind blowing sand and dust on the ground.

This may be quite different from the immortal realm conceived by Tang Feng and his party, and they never imagined that the so-called immortal realm would be like this.

Even though it was invaded by the Demon Dao and the Heavenly Dao collapsed, it would not become so depressed.

However, all this is so sluggish, from the time they entered the Qingxiao Palace, they started from the illusion of the heavenly crystal, and walked all the way like a dream.

After passing through the illusory stone cave into the realm of tribulation, he entered the realm of the most abundant divine qi dwelling tribulation, and then came to the realm of this bad tribulation.

How long will it take to survive this catastrophe? They don't know.

However, only with the entry of the Tribulation Realm, perhaps it is through the Qingxiao Palace, occupying the Qingxiao Palace, and cutting off the demonic path of the Envy Heaven Realm, that there is a chance to enter the Bixiao Palace.

Capture the white dragon from the great flood and let it take it into this barren land, Tang Feng looked around, there was no grass, far from a fairyland, it was simply hell.

He raised his hands and flew with both palms, pushing the white dragon into the vast realm.

The white dragon snorted, turned into a cloud of white gas, and dissipated into the air.

"Bang!"

The group was about to continue walking forward, suddenly. A hurricane blew up, and looking at the barren land ahead, the hurricane swept up the sand and gravel on the ground. The rolling wind and waves, like the monstrous waves, disappeared into oblivion.

Everyone escaped from the fire, and experienced a great flood that devoured everything, and this will be another gale, and they are all dumbfounded, if it weren't for the fact that they had absorbed a lot of divine energy in the realm of dwelling in the tribulation before. I'm afraid that such a toss is already exhausting.

"On the cusp of the storm, it must be the wind demon. Nan Chaosi said in a deep voice.

Tang Feng placed the sword horizontally. The fingers condensed his divine energy, and the "Oo" sword flew out, and he jumped on the flying sword, and his palms were looped. Draw a Taiji diagram. The gas gathers to form a cyclone barrier in the shape of a ring, facing the hurricane.

Nan Chaosi immediately made a decision and shouted: "With the strength of Brother Tang Xian alone, he can't resist the wind demon." Let's work together to build a barrier. Before the words fell, he had already jumped forward, his long sleeves shook, and the long flute flew out. The probe grasped in his hand, suspended in the air. The flute was played.

The sound of the flute fell, and the sound waves rose, all of which condensed into a wall towards the barrier of Tang Feng's sacrifice.

Chu Yu, Gu Jianhan, Feng Piaoxiang and the others all stepped forward at the same time, each showing their magical powers, stirring up a cyclone, condensing in the Taijitu cyclone built by Tang Feng, resisting the hurricane.

On the tuyere, a hideous face showed a mocking smile, "Haha, the mantis arm is a car, I don't know what to say." "Under that hideous face, a pair of giant wings flapped, and the hurricane intensified, rolling in, hitting the Taiji cyclone barrier.

Tang Feng was not afraid, changing the tricks, the swordsmanship was exquisite, and suddenly, above the void, the sword shot fiercely, shuttling through the heavenly and earthly branches, eight doors and nine palaces, forming a nine-palace sword array. The blades passed through, and they were all sword formations formed by the condensation of sword qi, spinning and shrouding towards the wind demon.

Seeing the situation, the wind demon flapped its giant wings again, shaking out an incomparably powerful hurricane and sweeping towards the Nine Palace Sword Formation.

The Nine Palaces Sword Array swept by with the hurricane, and it was endlessly changing, and in an instant, all kinds of sword light fell from the sky, still stabbing down towards the wind demon, like raindrops.

The Wind Demon was stunned, and unconsciously realized that the giant wings had flapped a little, and the hurricane had weakened a lot.

Tang Feng took the opportunity to push the Taijitu cyclone forward and resist the wind demon.

Chu Yu plucked the strings, and a powerful sound wave shot out, "whoosh" a few times, and injured the wind demon's giant wings.

The ancient sword Han jumped up in the air, the Qianqiu sword stabbed out again, the sword flower flickered, and almost at the same time, Yao Shenwu and Yue Hanxu who used the sword to throw the divine soldier, and stabbed the sword with qi, stabbing at the wind demon.

And the wind demon was entangled by the Nine Palace Sword Array cast by Tang Feng, and he had no time to doppelganger, and was broken through the wind by the ancient sword Han, Yao Shenwu, and Yuehan below, and the swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, hitting through the giant wings of the wind demon.

Suddenly, the hurricane weakened to wisps of breeze, and those flying sand and rocks instantly fell to the ground, and they were no longer lethal.

Tang Feng snorted and "hummed", his fingers glowed, and the rain of the Nine Palace Sword fell, stabbing towards the Wind Demon, the Wind Demon was in the sword array, and he was already unable to dodge, the sword pierced, sprayed blood wildly, and staggered to the ground.

The group stepped forward at the same time, Yue Hanxu held the Taiqing sword, and wanted to stab down with a sword to finish off the wind demon.

Nan Chaosi shouted: "Don't worry, don't take his life first." ”

The tip of Yue Hanxu's sword stopped an inch away from the wind demon's throat, and swept the wind demon with cold eyes, "Demon, count your fate." ”

"Haha, it won't be long, I just asked him a few words. Nan Chaosi walked quickly, twisted the seriously injured wind demon, and shouted: "Say, how can you get out of Qingxiao Hall here?"

The Wind Demon stared at the round eyes, and turned white for Nan Chaosi, "Hmph!"

"Hey, you're still dragging it, aren't you?" Nan Chaosi raised his hand and slapped the wind demon in the face, "Do you say it or not?"

"Phew, you little rabbits, you still want to compete with the Devil's Dao, dream!" said the Wind Demon.

Nanchao's face sank, and he scolded: "Turtle son, Lao Tzu didn't ask you how to fight against the Demon Dao, it's not your business." The answer is wrong, so that you can taste Lao Tzu's forced confession and use of sole punishment. ”

Everyone looked at Nan Chaosi in amazement, only to see him stretch out his arms and shake his legs, moving his muscles and bones, but they didn't know what he was going to do.

But then, he stretched out his index finger and middle finger, laughed a few times, and said, "My fork!"

Everyone thought that he must have blinded the Wind Demon's eyes, and they all closed their eyes.

Then there was a terrible sound of the wind devil crying wolf, and everyone thought that the wind demon's eyeballs were stabbed by the four stabs of the Southern Dynasty, and the pain in his heart made him scream.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Nan Chaosi's index finger and middle finger inserted in the nostrils of the wind demon, clasped the nostrils, and pulled and dragged hard, and the wind demon's nose was pulled a foot long.

The wind demon was so pained that tears rolled down, but Nan Chaosi seemed to enjoy the process very much, and said with a smile: "How is it? Lao Tzu hasn't used this trick for a long time, isn't it cool?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they looked at Nan Chaosi's funny appearance.

The wind demon couldn't bear the pain anymore, so he had to forgive: "Say, I'll say anything." ”

Nan Chaosi let go of his hand a little, and said with a smile: "This is good, let's talk quickly, how to get out of this tribulation realm?

The Wind Demon had no choice but to point in the direction of the distance, "From there, enter the realm of the Empty Tribulation, after the Empty Tribulation, there will be a demon path master to guard it, as long as the demon path master is killed, the Qingxiao Hall can be controlled." ”

"It's nothing new, it's the same as Lao Tzu thought. Nanchao's fourth index finger and middle finger thrust hard into the nostrils of the wind demon, and the wind demon fainted in pain.

He raised his foot, lifted the wind demon a few feet away, and scolded: "Grandma is a bear, Qingxiao Palace, Demon Dao! (To be continued......)