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At the top of the lonely peak, he was still sitting in the air with clothes curled like the ethereal hanging of the fairy son, and suddenly his white eyebrows trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes.

At the same time, the wind was whistling, and the Wind Sand Spirit King appeared in the air more than ten zhang away, rolling Yi Qian.

"You're back late. ”

The ethereal voice could not hear joy or anger, but a strong coercion spread from its body, as if even the clouds surrounding the top of the mountain could not withstand the weight and were crushed into pieces!

"You also know that Liao Lao is an old man, and it took some time to fool him. ”

The Wind Sand Spirit King responded hoarsely, his body did not condense into a human form, but still wrapped Yi Qian in the form of a yellow wind, or... Imprisoned!

"Spirit King, what do you mean?"

Yi Qian asked in a deep voice, he noticed that the yellow sand around him was no longer as soft as it was just now, as if it was constantly trying to penetrate his body to complete the confinement like the previous [Sand Shovel], but this sand was now directly cast by the spirit body of the Wind Sand Spirit King, not only did the imprisoned Cheng dù increase by dozens of times, but also unknowingly cut off the connection between Yi Qian and the storage bag! With his ability, unless he ignored himself and Zheng San's serious injuries and exerted excessive repulsion, there was no chance of escaping at all.

Of course, Yi Qian can also choose to escape into the Void Domain by himself, but this is the last resort, the Dao of the Wind Sand Spirit King is as high as the peak of the fourth grade, and this pretending white-haired snow spirit is not like an ordinary demon, who knows if his mutilated Void Domain can hide from under the noses of these two?

Zheng San obviously didn't expect things to develop like this, but he didn't panic, but calmly sent out his thoughts: "Don't panic, this Wind Sand Spirit King may not really cooperate with this pig, let's see the situation first and then make plans." ”

Yi Qian nodded without a trace, but he didn't show any true feelings on the surface, and still waited for the response of the Wind Sand Spirit King with a gloomy expression.

"I don't need to explain it to you. ”

After saying this, the Wind Sand Spirit King ignored Yi Qian, and retreated some distance under the ethereal coercion to show respect, and then said, "I have already brought it, and it is time to fulfill your promise." ”

"Are you guys joining forces to trick me, you have to check it. ”

Miao Miao smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his hand, bursts of transparent ripples spread towards Yi Qian, this ripple penetrated the yellow wind as if it was nothing, Yi Qian's eyes moved slightly, he noticed that it was not this ripple that could really pass through the yellow wind, but that the Wind and Sand Spirit King controlled the wind and sand to avoid it at the moment when the ripples crossed, but others seemed to be unstoppable and retreated...

"I've lived for a long time, and sure enough, both humans and demons are extremely cunning. ”

Yi Qian watched coldly, his whole body muscles tensed, and he made a gesture of being ready to resist at any time, in fact, he didn't believe that the other party's means could touch him at all.

Sure enough, the transparent ripples were about to touch Yi Qian, and when they were about to touch Yi Qian, they crossed an arc very strangely, circled around him a few times, and then quickly retracted until they fell into Ethereal hands again.

"Hmm..."

Squinting his eyes and muttering for a moment, his ethereal expression gradually eased.

"The Spirit King is honest enough, this son does not have the foreshadowing of you and Liao Anguo. ”

"You think I'm as cunning and treacherous as the monks?"

The Wind Sand Spirit King snorted coldly, and its face full of vicissitudes appeared on the surging wind and sand.

"Quickly hand over our sand core, this kid is yours!"

Yi Qian's heart moved when he heard this, and before he could ask Zheng San, a divine thought came: "No wonder, the treasure of the whole clan of the Wind and Sand Spirit Clan is in the hands of this Snow Spirit, as long as he masters the sand core, it is equivalent to controlling half of the lifeline of this clan! ”

Without Zheng San's words, Yi Qian stretched his limbs fiercely, as if he was about to struggle to escape from Huang Feng's confinement, he looked like he was fluttering violently, but in fact he didn't use much force, and his actions were naturally clearly detected by the Wind Sand Spirit King.

"Clever boy, have you noticed that I won't really send him out?"

Just when Yi Qian was "struggling" and struggling, Miao Miao smiled leisurely: "Since I promised the Spirit King, the sand core will be handed over, but what I promised is 'return the sand core after getting this son', and now that the person has not arrived, I will not hand over the sand core no matter what~"

"You..."

The Wind Sand Spirit King's face froze slightly, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me hand over someone first, I hope you can keep your promise!"

As he spoke, seeing that Miao Miao nodded in agreement, the face of the Wind Sand Spirit King slowly moved back, and the yellow sand that formed its spirit body was divided into a part and rolled Yi Qian forward, and the latter struggled more and more violently, but still could not shake the sand of this kind of Cheng Dù.

"Then I'll laugh it off. ”

Miao smiled and watched Yi Qian being wrapped in a cloud of yellow sand and floating, saying "smile", but he didn't seem to have the intention of reaching out to pick it up.

"Spirit King, take your wind and sand. ”

The meaning of the command in this tone was already very obvious, and the Wind Sand Spirit King felt a burst of disgust in his heart, but the sand core was in the other party's hand, and it could only obey.

The old face opened his mouth and sucked in, and the wind and sand wrapped in the easy drying were completely sucked away, but there was still sand in his body to ensure that he could not move freely for a short time.

Looking at Yi Qian, who was twisting his body, Miao Miao slowly stood up, and suddenly smiled: "You guys, are I really an idiot?"

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"People are unpredictable, and now it seems that the world is peaceful, but there are not many people who will take revenge. ”

The doppelganger who was easy to dry and dissolve the fog sighed faintly, Dongfang Yue looked at Mao Hao, who was rushing towards him with a hideous face, and it was difficult to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

"The master is right, such a person... He cannot be given the opportunity to continue his evil. ”

As he spoke, Dongfang Yue raised his hand and pointed at it, and all the orange light sword qi instantly gathered in one place to condense into You Cheng's sword body, and its sword tip just appeared in front of Mao Hao's body, and the latter looked slightly stunned and then showed a sneer.

"You're just a Jindan in the early stage of using a three-grade flying sword to break Mao's Hongnan Mirror?

Mao Hao did not dodge or dodge, as if he was very confident in the treasures he had sacrificed for more than a hundred years.

"Bang!!"

Mao Hao's momentum stopped abruptly in the crisp sound of gold and iron intersecting, his eyes were round, but his chest was deeply sunken, and there was a faint sound of "Titicaca" broken and broken sternum.

The tip of the sword of You Cheng Sword is in the middle of the Hongnan mirror, with this point as the heart, the crack fills the entire mirror, and the lines like annual rings are dim, and Mao Hao's eyes are dim together...

"Bang..."

The corpse that was as clumped as a boiled shrimp fell to the ground, Dongfang Yue walked to the bottom of the stone tower on the side without saying a word, sat down and closed his eyes, and the fog around him gradually condensed into Yi Qian's figure, and he clearly felt that A Yue was shrouded in a haze at this moment.

"Is it just disappointment in people's hearts?"

Yi Qian's gaze moved downwards and landed on the You Cheng sword that was lying horizontally on Dongfang Yue's knee.

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End of Chapter 442