On a platform made of white jade in the middle of the boat, four young men and women stood in the air, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the desert boat.

One of them, a young man wearing a golden silk robe with a slightly thin face, pointed at the Qingsha tribe, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's really annoying that a good scenery has been ruined by these stupid people. ”

As soon as he said this, someone immediately echoed: "Brother Lu is right, in the midst of such a beautiful sunset, the appearance of a chaotic tribe is like throwing a mess of stinking dog shit in a famous painting." ”

As the man spoke, he said to a woman in red who was faintly guarded by the three of them: "The most hateful thing is that they disturbed Fairy Zhen's good mood. ”

The woman known as Fairy Zhen looked at the tribe that was about to be overwhelmed by the Fazhou, and there was a faint smile in her eyes.

She didn't feel any pity for these people who were about to lose their homes under the crushing of the Fa Zhou.

"The family teacher said that there is beauty in this world, there is filth, and we cultivators, when we talk about the fairy sword, we will use what we have learned in our lives to get rid of all these filth, and in this way, the world will be peaceful. ”

The woman's few words suddenly made the faces of the three men shine, and the man known as Brother Lu stroked his palm and said with a smile: "Fairy Zhen's words, let me wait for the mouth to open, I, a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect, will definitely follow the instructions of the young lady and kill all those filthy characters." ”

Brother Lu's words made the other two feel a little unhappy, but the cultivation of these two people seemed to be inferior to Brother Lu, and they also had quite scruples about this person.

The Fa Zhou was fast, the wind swept the wild sand, and in an instant, it came to Fang Ling and the others more than a hundred feet away.

"Master, let's ......" Xin Xiaoyu looked at the mighty magic boat, and a trace of fear appeared on his face.

Fang Ling glanced at Qinghuo, who was standing next to him with a look of hesitation on his face, and said to Xin Xiaoyu, "Didn't the master give you a gift? ”

Xin Xiaoyu panicked, although the master said that this gift was very good, but he didn't know how to use it at all.

She quickly took out the Wuyue True Formation Diagram, and then looked at Fang Ling: "Master, what should I do next?"

"As long as you silently recite the name of the teacher, you will do whatever you want. Fang Ling touched Xin Xiaoyu's head and said with a smile.

You can do whatever you want, this sentence made Qinghuo's head a little big, he had been cultivating for so many years, and he had never heard of such a magic weapon.

This senior cultivator doesn't know for himself, but this braggadocio can be bragged to the point of brazenness, which is really unparalleled in the world.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say more, and Xin Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then he looked at the magic boat that was more than 100 zhang long and shimmered with a faint golden light all over his body.

In Xin Xiaoyu's eyes, this magic boat was like a huge moving monster, and this monster was crushed directly towards the home where she lived since childhood.

"Run, little stone, carry your grandma, don't let her pack her things again, you can find something to eat later!"

"Oh my God, what kind of sin have we created!"

"Hurry up, you stupid woman, take the second and third children, look at it, run to the hillside, run to the desert!"

......

All kinds of voices converged in Xin Xiaoyu's ears, and the fear in her heart slowly turned into anger, incomparably angry. These people, I don't know how many years ago, lived here quietly.

For that huge Dharma Boat, they never wanted to provoke it, and they never wanted to provoke it. But the Dharma Boat came directly to crush the home where they had lived for many years.

Why!

Smash it, you must smash it! Xin Xiaoyu, who was thinking more and more crazy in his heart, whispered in his mouth: "Long live the teacher!"

The Dharma Boat was like lightning, surging forward, as if it was going to crush everything that could stop it into powder.

A mountain bag made of sand and gravel is the lookout of the Qingsha tribe, and the purpose of piling this sand and gravel pile is to be able to find the enemy as soon as the enemy arrives.

This pile of sand and gravel is more than ten zhang high, and in the eyes of most people in the Qingsha tribe, they grew up watching this pile of sand and gravel.

But in their eyes, it seemed that the pile of sand and gravel that would accompany them for the rest of their lives was run over by the magic boat and directly turned into powder.

The old and young of the tribe ran desperately, like moles before the earthquake, struggling desperately.

Struggle, they can only struggle desperately to make themselves live longer, and they can only struggle desperately so that they will not die under some people's jokes.

Yes, what they are facing now is some people's jokes. And just because some people are going to lose their homes and even their lives because of something like a joke.

Even if they can survive this time, but without houses and food, at least half of the people will starve to death in the reckless desert.

But none of them said this, they only ran, only crazy running around.

"Hahaha, these ant-like things also know how to save their lives!" The man surnamed Lu laughed and said, "I heard that in this desert, what these ants lack most is drinking water." ”

"Why don't I send kindness today and give them a rain, what do you think, Fairy Zhen?"

As soon as Fairy Zhen was about to speak, she felt a dangerous aura coming directly towards her, this aura she couldn't feel a trace, but it really attacked them.

This surprised Fairy Zhen, and just as she instinctively urged the flying sword, she saw a big earthy yellow hand rushing out of the tribe and falling down fiercely towards their big ship.

The big hand covers the sky and the sun, and the gods are mighty, and seeing the strange big hand makes it difficult for them to resist for a while.

The four of them didn't care to speak at this time, and one by one they took off into the air with their magic weapons and flew straight into the distance.

And at the moment when they flew out of the magic boat, the big earthy yellow hand had already fallen heavily on the magic boat.

On the magic boat, the blue, purple, and blue light flickered, as if it was about to form a huge shield to resist the attack of this earthy yellow hand.

"Oh, what did we run away from just now, my magic boat, but our family ancestor personally sacrificed it, even if it is a blow from the ancestor of the Yuanying, he can resist it. The man surnamed Lu said with a hint of surprise.

But before his words fell, the big hand had already directly crushed the three-colored light, crushing the Baizhang Dharma Boat into powder.

The man surnamed Lu opened his mouth wide, he couldn't believe that what he saw was real, but the Fa Zhou, which had disappeared into the vast desert, really told him that his eyes were not wrong.

That's a high-level magic boat that can withstand a blow from the Primordial Ancestor level!

Thinking of the four words of Yuanying Old Ancestor, his heart began to chill. At this moment, he had realized that he had offended someone he could not afford to offend.

And that Fairy Zhen seemed to be aware of this, and there was also a trace of fear on her delicate face.

As for the two men who accompanied the two of them, their mouths also opened wide, and they looked at this qiē in disbelief.

They knew very well in their hearts about the strength of this magic boat, and when they first boarded the magic boat, the man surnamed Nalu was like a phoenix showing his wings, and introduced the situation on the magic boat to them.

At that time, how much they were looking forward to the flying boat of this man surnamed Lu that something could go wrong or disintegrate by itself.

Now, it can be said that their wish has been fulfilled, but the two people, no matter who they are, are not happy.

How could this make them happy? This idiot surnamed Lu, in order to show off his prestige in front of Fairy Zhen, actually kicked on the iron plate!

Yuan Infant Ancestor, if he meets one or two Yuan Infant Ancestor who is not so easy to speak, he may want the lives of himself and others.

When they went out, the elders in the sect had specially instructed them not to offend the Yuanying level no matter what.

Grandma's, in this vast desert, in a small tribe, there is a patriarch and an old ancestor, this is not scientific!

Not to mention that they were dumbfounded and couldn't believe that the qiē in front of them was real, the people of the Qingsha tribe didn't believe that this qiē was real.

Especially Qinghuo, he couldn't believe his eyes. Xin Xiaoyu said an ordinary prayer, and a big earthy yellow hand appeared, directly smashing the imposing magic boat into powder.

Xin Xiaoyu is just a child in their tribe who has not been cultivated, and he has tested it just now, Xin Xiaoyu himself does not have any mana.

But now, the little Xin Xiaoyu actually regarded them as a catastrophe of the catastrophe and directly broke them into powder.

It can't be, but it's happening right in front of their eyes.

To say that the most shocking thing was Xin Xiaoyu herself, she didn't expect that what she was thinking in her heart would become true in a quarter of an hour.

She wanted to destroy the huge magic boat, and the huge magic boat turned into powder, and this was only because she said that the master would live long.

For a while, she looked at Fang Ling, the teacher's expression, with more reverence.

"Qinglian Sword Sect sat down and the disciple Zhen Wushuang visited the seniors, the juniors and others didn't know that the seniors were here, and they collided with the seniors Qing Xiu, and asked the seniors to forgive me. ”

In Qingli's voice, the woman known as Fairy Zhen was the first to step forward and said loudly.

Qinglian Sword Sect, Fang Ling had never heard of the name of this sect, but the faint pride of this woman when she reported the name of the Qinglian Sword Sect made Fang Ling feel that this Qinglian Sword Sect should not be a small sect.

If it were a small sect, I'm afraid this woman wouldn't be so imposingly famous.

But the size of the sect, what does it have to do with the other side?R1152