Ye Qingqiao and Ziming came to the second floor of the Demon Suppression Tower through the light gate, they looked around, the dusky sky, the endless desert, couldn't tell where the sky was and where was the earth, a gust of wind rolled up the sky and flew sand, cutting to the face was extremely painful, and sometimes a few bloody wounds were cut.

Ye Qingqiao and Ziming took out their hats and put them on to block the wind and sand. Ye Qingqiao saw Ziming raising his feet to move forward, so he hurriedly grabbed him and asked cautiously, "Senior brother, what will come out of this layer?"

Ziming shook his head and said, "I don't know, although the Demon Town Tower has been here a few times, every time it is opened, it is a different world, so I don't know what will appear." ”

Ye Qingqiao shrunk his neck, "I hope this layer will be better!"

"With each floor, it's more difficult, and your hopes will definitely be disappointed. Ziming didn't care.

As the two of them were talking, they saw dozens of disciples who were the first to walk in front of them to hear bursts of screams one after another, and the screams stopped abruptly in an instant, and then these people all disappeared.

Ye Qingqiao glanced at Ziming in shock, hoping that Ziming could give her an explanation, but Ziming looked at her and shook his head silently to show that he didn't know either.

Suddenly, the sound of "呲呲~呲呲~" came from the sand dunes in front, and at the same time, sand bags arched on the sand dunes, and the sandbags moved quickly, and when they moved in front of each disciple, they instantly stretched out a pair of hands and grabbed the two feet of the disciples and pulled them into the sand, and some disciples were drowned in the sand before they could shout.

Some disciples reacted quickly and jumped into the air before they could be considered to have escaped.

At this time, Ye Qingqiao saw two sandbags moving quickly towards her and Ziming, Ye Qingqiao and Ziming hurriedly dodged, but just dodged one wave, another wave came, like waves on top of each other.

Ziming is okay, he reacts quickly and dodges quickly. And Ye Qingqiao was not so lucky, after dodging a few times, he was grabbed by a hand in the sand.

Ye Qingqiao looked down in a panic, only to see that the hands were not flesh and blood, but made of sand, Ye Qingqiao pulled out the Fengming knife and slashed at the hands, and the sand turned into loose sand and fell onto the sand in an instant, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the sand gathered into a pair of hands again, and grabbed Ye Qingqiao's feet fiercely and pulled them deep into the sand.

Ye Qingqiao kept swinging his knife and chopping, but the sand would continue to regather endlessly. She was gradually pulled deep into the sand, and she clung to the side to prevent herself from falling, but the force was so great that her whole body was submerged in the sand, and only her head was exposed, and she shouted for help, but no one heard it, and even if she did, they didn't have time to take care of themselves.

Ye Qingqiao suddenly remembered the red flute at the critical moment, and she shouted "Red flute~Red flute~"

I saw that the red hosta on Ye Qingqiao's hair bun flew into the air in an instant, transforming into a bewitching female ghost in red.

The red flute pulled Ye Qingqiao out of the sand, "Master, are you okay?"

Ye Qingqiao kept gasping for breath, she was about to suffocate to death just now, and she finally recovered her strength. She saw that the red flute was full of ghosts, and exclaimed in surprise: "Red Xiao, have you broken through to become a ghost general?"

Hong Xiao smiled and nodded, "Yes, after receiving the ghost qi of the ghost Yu, after so many days of cultivation, I broke through to the ghost general a few days ago." ”

Ye Qingqiao even said a few good words, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated when he had been cultivating for so long and his progress was too slow.

Ziming ran over sweating profusely, grabbed Ye Qingqiao and hurriedly asked, "Ziyu, are you okay?"

Ye Qingqiao shook his head and said, "Senior brother, I'm fine." ”

Ziming was stunned for a moment when he saw the red flute beside Ye Qingqiao, but he instantly understood that this was a female ghost raised by Ye Qingqiao, so he didn't ask much.

Just when everyone thought that the wind and waves were calm, the sand on the ground spun up one after another, regrouping into sand people, about two feet tall, and these sand men began to attack unexpectedly.

Some of the unsuspecting disciples were directly lifted by the sandman and fell into the sand, and the disciples raised their swords and slashed at the sandman, but the sandman did not move.

Ye Qingqiao, Hong Xiao, and Ziming all joined the team, and the combat power of these sandmen was twice as high as just now. Ye Qingqiao used the Fengming knife to slash dozens of knives before he cut a sand man into sand and fell, but after a few breaths, the sand gathered again into a sand man and pounced on Ye Qingqiao.

Everyone is constantly slashing and killing the sandmen, but they all finally eliminate one and regroup into the sandmen, everyone is exhausted, but these sandmen can't be killed.

At this time, a figure flew into the air, threw a handful of beans into the air, and then the fingers flew, and the complicated fingers pulled out the afterimage of the mystery, only to see these beans fall to the ground and immediately transformed into soldiers, and the sandman was entangled together, the bean soldier was very strong in combat, and it only took a few clicks to kill the sandman, and the surprise was that the sandman was not resurrected after being eliminated.

In about half a cup of tea, all the sandmen were wiped out. The figure in the sky slowly fell, and Ye Qingqiao was pleasantly surprised to find that it was Senior Brother Ziling.

Ziling saw that all the sandmen were wiped out, so he walked over to Ye Qingqiao and them.

Ziling asked with concern, "Ziyu and Ziming, are you two okay?"

Ziming said half-jokingly: "Senior brother, did you mean to scatter beans so late!"

Zi Ling shook his head and smiled, if it weren't for your slashing and slashing, which consumed the mana of these sandmen, my beans would be nothing!

While several people were talking and laughing, no one expected that danger was quietly approaching. I saw that the center of the desert was slowly sinking, and the sand was sinking rapidly, and many disciples were swallowed by the quicksand because they couldn't dodge.

Zi Ling and Zi Ming lifted Ye Qingqiao and quickly flew backwards, narrowly avoiding the swallowing of the quicksand.

A large pit gradually formed in the center, and what was terrifying was that a human face protruded from the pit, the size of a basketball court, and the human face opened its big mouth and sucked it in, sucking several nearby disciples into the quicksand, and disappeared in an instant.

Then all the yellow sand in the whole space spun and flew up, and in a few breaths, a salon roll was formed, and in the dark, the sand flew away from the stones, and the salon roll gathered the sand into a sand giant as high as the sky, and all the people were like dust in front of it.

Ye Qingqiao raised his head, looked at the sand giant, and asked with a pale face, "Senior Brother Ziling, can your bean soldiers beat it?"

Zi Ling swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Douzi Bing is only worthy of serving it as a snack!"

Ye Qingqiao looked at Hongxiao and Ziming and said, "Then can our sword only be used as a toothpick?"

Ziming and Hongxiao said in unison: "Yes!"

Ye Qingqiao's feet were weak and spread on the red flute, "I'm dizzy first, and then call me when it's over!"

Hong Xiao smiled bitterly and helped Ye Qingqiao, Ziming kicked her directly and said, "Guy who has no chance, after beating this guy, you should not be far from breaking through!"

Ye Qingqiao immediately stood up straight, yes, this is just a test in the virtual space, there is no loss if you lose, and if you win, you will earn!

Ye Qingqiao thought of breaking through, and suddenly felt a passion in her heart, she pulled out the Fengming knife, jumped on the feet of the sand giant with a loud shout, and slashed with the knife, but unfortunately only scraped off a few grains of sand, the sand giant did not move, but she successfully angered the sand giant.

I saw the sand giant raise his feet and stomp on the ground suddenly, trying to shake Ye Qingqiao off. Ye Qingqiao saw that things were not good, and hurriedly tightened the feet of the sand giant, and the sand giant saw that he did not throw Ye Qingqiao down this time, and he was extremely angry, roaring and stomping his feet wildly.

Ye Qingqiao pulled out the dagger tied to his leg, thrust it into the sand giant's foot, grabbed the handle of the knife tightly, and no matter how the sand giant stomped his feet, Ye Qingqiao was as tightly there as a locust.

The sand giant has been worn out by Ye Qingqiao with all his patience, it instantly turned into a salon roll again, rolling up Ye Qingqiao and constantly spinning, Ye Qingqiao couldn't open her eyes, she only knew that she was like being cut by a thousand knives in the wind and sand, her body was thrown up and down, and her internal organs were about to come out!

Hong Xiao was so anxious that he shouted: "Master!" After speaking, he flew towards the salon roll and disappeared in an instant.

Zi Ling and Zi Ming shouted, "Ziyu!" and rushed into the salon one after another.