Wind Sand Spirit... Densely packed with countless wind and sand spirits, a wall of wind and sand advanced from the distant horizon!

The faces of all the third and fourth generations of disciples in the Jiaozi Cave have changed, and more than 10,000 scarlet insects are still expected in advance, but what is the situation with that group of wind and sand spirits? That is a powerful spirit demon with a peak of three grades or above! Not to mention that at a glance, there are dozens of mature wind and sand spirits who have reached the fourth rank of the realm...

"This..."

Even Mi Sheng, who has always liked to immerse himself in the fun of slaughter, was a little stunned, he was in a higher position, and his eyesight was much stronger than those junior disciples below, but the number of the wind and sand spirit group was actually so large that it was beyond his field of vision, it was simply... Boundless!

"What's going on... Where did so many wind and sand spirits come from! Could it be that the Falling Demon Sand Sea poured out of the nest?"

The one who spoke was the most inconspicuous of the second-generation disciples present, with a look in his thirties and a public face, if it weren't for his cultivation of the fourth layer of Yuanying, I am afraid that people would forget it at a glance.

Zhang Yi, a name that is also not impressive, he belongs to one of the most ordinary people among the second generation of disciples in Jiaozidong.

"The Falling Demon Sand Sea has been chaotic for many years, but there should be some kind of rule in this chaos, otherwise the wind and sand spirit in it will not stop, but now..."

The old man, who was accustomed to sighing, had a bitter look on his face, but he didn't have too much panicked look, he turned his face to look at Liao Anguo on the stone slab, and asked with a fist: "Senior brother... This time the beast tide seems to be different, the scarlet insects appeared earlier, and the number is more than twice as large as before, and the wind and sand spirit... It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a thousand times, ten thousand times, should we report to the cave master first?"

The old man's name is Liao Bin, although the same surname is Liao, but he and Liao Anguo have no blood relationship, in fact, he was Liao Anguo when he was the prince of Qi Liang when he was a companion student, the name was given by the emperor at that time, because Liao Anguo was born when the palace of Qi Liang built a large number of gardens and planted trees, the emperor felt that this son was born with a kind of tree-like vigorous atmosphere, and after Liao Anguo began to read and write, he gave his scholar the name "Liao Bin", this "Bin" The double wooden forest on the left side of the word represents Liao Anguo's ability to grow and enrich himself, while the three apostles on the right are intended to Liao Bin to always accompany him and supervise more, and the fact is that he is as his name suggests.

The two of them grew up together, and it was a bit too much to say that they were brothers and sisters, but in terms of intimacy of the relationship, Cheng Dù naturally surpassed the other second-generation disciples, otherwise Liao Bin would not have let go of the ready-made official position in the imperial court and came to worship Liao Anguo in the Jiaozi Cave together, so he did not add a surname to Liao Anguo's name, but only called him "senior brother".

Liao Anguo ignored Liao Bin's words as usual, his gaze swept over the group of wind and sand spirits in the distance, and his expression was thoughtful.

After half a ring, when Liao Bin thought that his senior brother still wouldn't listen to his persuasion, Liao Anguo spoke.

"Such a trivial matter does not need to disturb the cave master. ”

His tone was very steady, as if what was advancing in the distance was not an innumerable wind and sand spirit, but a puff of yellow clouds...

“... The little things?"

Liao Bin was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at the overwhelming group of wind and sand spirits surging like yellow waves, and sighed again and again after retracting his gaze: "Alas... This, this, how can this be considered a trivial matter? With such a number of wind and sand spirits, even if you resist it, senior brother, it will take a lot of trouble, right? You... Alas!"

It seemed that he was completely dead to persuading Liao Anguo, and sat there silent.

But before the silence lasted for three breaths, Liao Bin turned his head to look at Liao Anguo again, and said in a mournful voice: "Alas, what should I say about you, senior brother, this, this..."

Liao Anguo turned a deaf ear to this, Mi Sheng also looked at the wind and sand spirit group from afar, as if he was worried about when this killing would be the end, and Zhang Yi, who was not good-looking, also looked at the wind and sand spirit group, but the expression on his face was full of worry.

As for Diao Xuecheng... His gaze fell on Yi Qian in the phalanx of the insect swarm below, and there was always an inexplicable feeling surrounding his heart, as if the arrival of those wind and sand spirits was inseparable from this kid surnamed Yi...

"These wind and sand spirits... It's not like he's here to go to war. ”

Yi Qian stared at the yellow sand waves in the distance, his right eye was bright red as blood, as if there was a red glow endlessly.

The smoke pupil originated from the demonic energy, and the demon was good at capturing the breath, and at this moment, he didn't see the slightest murderous aura in those wind and sand spirits in his field of vision, as if they were only here to pick up this injured young wind and sand spirit...

"Not really... Is there anything special about this wind sand spirit?"

Yi Qian's gaze turned to the wind and sand spirit on the other side who was crawling on the ground, and he didn't find any clue after looking at it, and suddenly he seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly he saw Diao Xuecheng, who was sitting on the stone slab, looking at it with burning eyes, and the two separated in an instant when their eyes met, and they didn't pay attention to each other.

Diao Xuecheng takes into account his high profile as a senior, while Yi Qian is... I didn't take it seriously at all.

"If it weren't for the fear of implicating Senior Liao, Yi would have held you accountable for causing trouble for no reason!"

With a cold snort in his heart, Yi Qian did not move towards the scarlet insect leader again, but retreated into the defense line like other Jiaozi Cave disciples and looked at the wind and sand spirit group in the distance, the collection of the insect head was of course best if it was not noticed by too many people, he needed a more chaotic opportunity.

As for Diao Xuecheng's staring, Yi Qian didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, the other party was the junior brother of Liao's seniors, and he seemed to have a good identity, and it was okay to say that Fang Wei, who was designed to kill a generation of no more than four generations, if he killed Diao Xuecheng in front of everyone, he would be able to stab Liao Anguo with a big name.

Of course, if there is the right time, Yi Qian doesn't mind letting Diao Xuecheng disappear "accidentally", he has never been a person who has revenge and does not take revenge...

The defense line of the Jiaozi Cave quickly retracted, and the scarlet insect swarm, which was more than half disabled, also retreated some distance to regroup its formation, and it seemed that it did not want to retreat like the previous sniper group, but wanted to wait for the opportunity to fight again!

Their leaders are still imprisoned by the other party, and they will not stop until they are taken back!

"Whew-whew-"

The whimpering sound of the wind and sand came from far and near, and the countless wind and sand spirits slowly floated in, their bodies had no fixed shape, sometimes like a shrunken tornado, and sometimes like a whirlpool erected, if it weren't for the fact that each wind and sand spirit had a pair of translucent eyes, I am afraid that people would mistakenly think that this was a wall of wind and sand!

"Wind Sand Spirit King, since you're here, why don't you show up to see you?"

Liao Anguo's calm voice spread far away, there was no panic or fear, and this stability made the proud disciples of the Proud Cave who were worried in their hearts look a little soothing.

No matter how many demon beasts come, this is the station of the Proud Cave, and behind them are the thousands of people of the Qiliang Kingdom, they have no reason to panic!

What's more... There is Liao Lao here!

"You old thing isn't dead yet. ”

As soon as Liao Anguo's voice fell, there was a hoarse voice in response, and a cyclone suddenly appeared in the sky above the wind and sand spirit group, and the cyclone was still transparent at first, but it became dim in a blink of an eye, and the wind made a loud noise, and there was infinite sand and gravel swept and condensed together, forming a humanoid spirit with a head, torso, and limbs the size of a zhangxu, and its eyes were not as translucent as other wind and sand spirits, but had a deep withered yellow color, like the cloudy eyes of an old man in his twilight years.

"The last time I came, you were here in the way, and you met here again for a thousand years, is it the 'fate' that you often say?"

This humanoid sand spirit has no mouth, and its voice seems to come from its constantly rolling body, and its tone is actually obvious and emotional, which shows the high level of its spiritual intelligence!

"In front of the dignified Wind and Sand Spirit King, how can the old man be called an old thing? Spirit King, you are the old immortal who will not let go. ”

Liao Anguo's face was expressionless, but his mouth was unforgiving, only to see that the Wind Sand Spirit King snorted heavily, and immediately the wind suddenly rose, like a huge sand wave of dozens of feet!

All the wind and sand spirits have raised their heads in agreement, and the yellow sand in the sky is like a stormy wave, pouring down from mid-air with a shocking whistling sound, if this blow is real, I am afraid that none of the three or four generations of disciples of the more than 100 proud sons present will not survive!

For the first time, Lei Jun's face showed solemnity as the crowd quickly retreated, the power contained in the combined blow of this Wind Sand Spirit Clan was enough to completely wipe him out, even if he had the Nine Yang Thunder Nail Protector, it would not help!

"As soon as we meet, shouldn't old friends sit down for a cup of tea first?"

Liao Anguo's face did not change, in the face of the turbulent wind and sand like the sea, he just raised his hands slightly, and then pressed it in the air, and saw that bursts of invisible power seemed to fall from the sky, directly crushing the roaring sea of wind and sand and returning to the bodies of various wind and sand spirits! Including the wind and sand spirit king hanging in the air, it was also like being pressed on the shoulders by a pair of big hands, and his body was pressed down for several feet before he could bear it!

"What a [Taiyi]! Your cultivation has improved a lot, I'm afraid it's not far from turning into a god, right?"

The Wind Sand Spirit King smiled, as if he didn't care about being suppressed.

"The Spirit King praises falsely, the old man is still about a hundred years away from becoming a god. ”

Liao Anguo opened his mouth indifferently and slowly lowered his hands, and the invisible power that suppressed the wind and sand spirit group also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts fell back into their stomachs, and the astonishment on their faces was soon replaced by pride.

This is Liao Lao, the rock of the proud cave!

"A hundred years of gods..."

Lei Jun's expression was gloomy, his father would have at least three hundred years before he had a chance to transform into a god...

"It's... It is the macroscopic application of the Hidden Three Dharma Realms!"

Standing in the crowd and inconspicuous Yi Qian's heart was shocked, others didn't know the subtlety of [Taiyi], he knew the power of its core, on the surface, it seemed that Senior Liao suppressed the entire Wind Sand Spirit Clan with the power of one person, but almost with the help of all the underlying power of the [Taiyi] Hidden Three Law Realm Imprisonment Technique!

"The Wind Sand Spirit King... Is it the pinnacle of the four grades?"

Looking at the humanoid wind and sand spirit that exuded a sense of vicissitudes, Yi Qian's eyes flashed.

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End of Chapter 437