Facing the monks of all races who rushed over, Qiye opened his hand.

"The wind is coming. He snapped, and a gust of wind rose behind him, not in the direction of the front.

It rushed straight into the sky, and under its guidance and inducement, grains of yellow sand precipitated on the ground piled up, this was not the first time that Seven Nights had used this kind of trick, and naturally became more and more proficient each time.

Through the source of the wind, these inconspicuous yellow sands scattered in the desert are condensed, turning them into a troll.

The giant monster appeared behind Qiye, and its size even covered the star path, which surprised the monks of all races who came by deception, and sure enough, the monks who dared to take risks alone were not weak.

The appearance of the trolls did not deter them, there were still the heads of various families behind them watching, and their power was far from being comparable to that of a lone monk, not to mention, they were not weak!

Every Eighth Realm monk has his own pride, let alone such a group of selected elites?

If there is no way to solve it even by a monk, let alone Xinglu?

Qiye looked at these monks with a warlike face and chuckled, he just waved his hand, and the sand golem trolls behind him waved their huge palms after him.

The huge palm like a small mountain fanned from the side, and several monks who approached did not panic, they each took out their magic weapons, flashed all kinds of light and slashed back, combined the strength of several people, and soon pierced a large hole from the giant palm.

"Hahaha, but that's it!"

Several of the monks laughed when they saw the slightest achievement, and their families applauded.

Qiye didn't seem to see their movements, just waved his hands casually, and his mind was still thinking about how to step on the star path.

He had already tried just now, don't look at it, he just suddenly appeared on the star path, but the moment he stepped on the star path, he began to operate the origin method with all his might, but he was still bounced away, which can't be said that he didn't do his best.

Even the Origin Method, which is running at full strength, has no way to ascend to the Star Path, and it seems that it will not work to forcibly ascend the Star Path.

If these monks who were still smug knew that Nanaya didn't take them seriously at all now, maybe they wouldn't be so smug in their laughter.

Looking at the battlefield, the giant palms of the sand golem troll were now full of holes, and those monks saw that Qiye had not moved for a long time, and even began to attack the sand golem's colossal body, wanting to further break the spell.

They used the sand golem as a spell.

Qiye woke up from his contemplation, and he still didn't have any good way to set foot on the star path, which made him a little irritable.

And these monks who are entangled like ants make him even more angry, if he wants to fight, send some powerful ones, he is not afraid of a battle!

Thinking of this, Nanaya turned his gaze back to the battlefield, and when he saw the cracked holes on the sand golem troll's body, he just pinched it with both hands, and soon streams of yellow sand surged from the ground, burrowing into the broken wounds like long snakes.

Recover, recover!

The sand golem is being repaired quickly, and its miserable appearance at first is beginning to take on a new look under the newly injected yellow sand.

"This ...... This!" The monks who had expected to see the light of day looked incredulous when they saw the sand golem trolls reborn again.

Including those family masters, they all frowned deeply, they were not those monks of the Eighth Realm, they were the existence of the peak of the Eighth Realm, and they understood the meaning of this life and death.

"It seems that we are young people. ”

"Anthropomorphic spirit, this is not an ordinary technique, he has realized that level, he can be on an equal footing with us. ”

"It's so young, who would have thought that such a young monk would already have the peak level of the Eighth Realm, if it weren't for the anger of our fundamental interests, what a terrifying force it would be to recruit him to his command at any cost. ”

What's even more terrifying is not cultivation, but youth.

Time is the most terrible power, which means greater potential and growth in the future.

"But since he wants to get involved in the Star Road, it seems that we should also make a move, six years, I don't want the same situation to happen again, it will become nine years!"

Six years, that was the opening of the Star Path twice, but the first time Junzi Feng and Hao Cang came, their strength completely suppressed all the Pingbei Desert monks, and without exception took away the Star Road qualification belonging to the Pingbei Desert.

The second time was that he came tonight, and he also boarded the star path with strong strength and seized the qualification again.

And this time, it was still a foreign monk, but this time it was only the peak of the Eighth Realm, and they were still able to deal with it, and they had not stood still in the past six years.

They are also the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm, how many family masters do they have on their side, how many forces do they still have on their side, this is not the Pingbei Desert six years ago, but the foreign monks still want to occupy their star path again?

With the voice of one of the heads of the house, the rest of the heads of the house did not say much, and one by one rose to the sky, surrounding Qiye from all directions.

At this time, the battle between the sand golem trolls and the elite monks was also nearing the end.

With seven nights of continuous replenishment, the sand golem troll is simply a terrifying monster that cannot be killed, even if it is a team of monks in the eighth realm, it is difficult to take advantage of such a monster.

On the contrary, it was themselves, and a single negligence could be slapped to death by the sand golem troll, so that there were already more than a dozen elites who died under the giant palm.

Nanaya seemed to sense something, and he narrowed his eyes.

The sky suddenly fell heavily down.

It wasn't that the sky had fallen, but that the clouds in the sky had sunk, and the sinking clouds had formed a huge shape, and Nanaya, who had squinted his eyes, saw the shape, which was a terrifyingly large palm, enveloping the entire Xisha Land.

It was this giant palm-like cloud that made the sky seem to fall.

Although the sky had not fallen, the sand golem troll seemed to feel something, and began to roar violently towards the sky, and its palms were already clenched and blasted away without the command of Seven Nights.

His palms turned into fists, facing the giant palms that sank in the sky, and the sand golem troll's actions didn't seem to be seen by Qiye, he just stood with his hands in his hands, but his squinted eyes opened a little bit, and there was a terrible light flashing inside.

"Cover, clouds, palms. Qiye whispered the name, and he had already seen the exercises practiced by the shooter.

Turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, the person who shot can use such a move, he has been able to control the vision of heaven and earth, which is an enemy at the peak of the eighth realm.

The sand golem monster is just a puppet monster created by Qiye in order to deal with those monks of the eighth realm, its strength is not strong, and it has a fatal weakness.

The reason why it was able to continue fighting like the god of war was because its own wounds were constantly recovering from the seven nights, but this recovery was only based on the fact that it still existed.

The sand golem is still there, it's still standing there, it's still capable of fighting.

But the moment its fists made contact with the cloud's palm, an invisible ripple blew between them, and even the cloud rippled.

The ripples spread, and it was still sinking, at an extremely slow rate, and the sand golem fell to its knees, its fists shattering!

Collapse is a process, and it is difficult to stop at the beginning, first the raised fists, then its arms and even its whole body, all of which have become the finest powder, and there is no possibility of recovery.

The cloud palm continues, and although the sand golem troll has fallen, the seven nights that summoned it are still standing.

It wanted to take down the seven nights as well.

"Not enough. Qiye still spoke, his narrowed eyes reopened, and the Nine Dragons Chain had appeared on his hand at some point, "It's not enough, if you want to kill me, you alone are not enough." ”

"Hmph, arrogant!" A voice actually came from the cloud palm, and it was only at this time that it was discovered that there was still a monk hidden in the cloud palm.

Not an ordinary monk, but the patriarch of a big family, the existence of the peak of the true Eighth Realm.

He saw that Qiye said so contemptuously, as if it was a mockery of himself, and after the voice came out, the cloud palm descended faster, and it was about to fall on Qiye.

As soon as the nine dragon chains in Qiye's hand were thrown, the nine white chains conjured nine slender white dragons in the air, and rushed up at once, turning clouds and rain in the cloud palm, and soon the entire cloud palm was a mess, losing its original shape.

"Evil beast, Hugh is rampant!" a figure rushed out of the cloud palm, and he rushed to kill the nine white dragons.

Qiye didn't stop, and at the same time as he threw the Nine Dragons Chain, his body had already left the place and attacked a position behind him.

The Great Mudra of the Dragon!

A huge evil dragon phantom manifested, and the seven nights were castrated, like another awakened dragon, poking out sharp dragon claws towards the void, a large piece of the void was dented, and another figure appeared, and it was a move against this palm print.

"Okay!" The man was not weak, and when he saw that he was discovered by Qiye, he did not hesitate to punch him.

The punch at the peak of the eighth realm, shaking the heavens and the earth is not a problem, this punch is against the evil dragon big mudra, and both of them are shocked.

Qiye didn't expect that the other party's strength was not weak, and the head of the family who made the shot didn't seem to think that Qiye would be able to leave so much spare strength to fight against him when he controlled the Nine Dragons Chain and the one in the clouds.

Both of them were jealous, and they both took a step back, which could be regarded as a distance.

"You are not weak, but you are destined not to leave alive today, which is related to my reputation in the Pingbei Desert. It was the monk on the other side who spoke, and he seemed to be confident.

"Let's take action together today, and we will kill you here regardless of the face of several masters, you should be content. From the other side, two more monks with rising momentum appeared, blocking Qiye's retreat.

Qiye looked at these monks who were also at the peak of the Eighth Realm, but his heart became more and more calm.

What was destined to happen a long time ago finally came, and there was still some nervousness, but after the heads of the families appeared, they were unusually calm.

"You're the alien monk who destroyed Star Swirl?" Ding Yin appeared from the other direction, and he said in a questioning tone, as if Seven Nights were already a prisoner.

"Then you are the head of the Ding family who let me go when I was seriously injured?" Qiye said with a smile, although he was seriously injured at the time, he still had some memory of what happened in the outside world, and knew that this person who spoke was Ding Yin.

Ding Yin's face turned cold, and he seemed to feel the gazes of several family heads around him looking at him.

As soon as Qiye's words came out, his prestige among these family heads plummeted, and he even regretted why he was the first to speak.

But now that the words have been spoken, the only thing that can save his face is to let this kid who speaks falsely die in his own hands!