Chapter 546

The midday sun burned the sand dunes as if to make the whole desert burn.

Deep in the desert, far away from 200000 practitioners, three figures appear on a sand dune. They are Chengyan, luoshang and Ximen!

Chengyan squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand at his feet. The sand slipped slowly on his fingertips. His face was very grim: "the problem is serious because of the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!"

"We have to go to Mu Yu's place quickly!" Luo Shang said in a deep voice.

For the first time, Ximen, unfortunately, restrained his cynical smile for the first time, and quietly followed Chengyan and luoshang to the death Gobi.

Near the death Gobi.

The desert is vast and boundless. Only the most central place is an oasis, Qingshui city.

At the moment, there were countless practitioners gathered in twenty places in the desert. These practitioners watched the scene of the dead Gobi in the distance by relying on the mirage array arranged by Lu Xianshi and situ Yangtian.

Without exception, all the 200000 practitioners saw how Sikong Qiwen's accomplishments rose abruptly, and how he knocked down tianjiancheng in the period of combination.

Then the horror of laughter clear earthquake swing in all people's ears, let a person hit a cold cicada!

Desert funeral, what do you mean?

Many practitioners were staring at each other in a puzzled way. They did not understand what Sikong Qiwen was talking about, but they suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. This sense of crisis came so quickly that even they didn't understand why.

Sandstorms have been blowing in the desert, and the yellow sand has begun to fly all over the sky and float around.

Sandstorm is not a terrible thing for the practitioners, but everyone who has a little accomplishments knows how to deal with sandstorms, which is unlikely to be affected by sandstorms.

Everyone is surging out spiritual power to resist the wind and sand coming from the outside, so as not to let the wind and sand get close to you.

However, they soon found out something was wrong!

Sand storms in the desert began to sputter up, dancing with the wind and spinning, forming a strip of sand composed of salon roll.

The salon roll broke out a strong tearing force, and began to invade the past towards the numerous practitioners. The number of them was no less than several hundred, and the power of each was even more and more powerful!

"Where did this tornado come from?"

Everyone felt that something was wrong. It was the first time that such a magnificent salon roll was seen in the desert. The number of such a large number was beyond everyone's imagination.

Most of them are foreigners, not the original residents of Qingshui city. So when they see so many sand tornadoes, they don't know how to deal with them.

"Let's get rid of these salons! You don't have to watch it affect your mood. " Someone suggested.

Everyone thought the same thing, and soon everyone began to sacrifice their magic weapon and bombarded the salon. The salon roll is just a vision of the weather, which is not worth mentioning in these people's eyes. Besides, there are 20 places in the desert, and there are 10000 practitioners in each place. If these ten thousand practitioners do it, their terror power can be imagined!

However, when the spiritual power of the cultivator hit the salon scroll, the whole tornado was not scattered by thousands of practitioners as expected. On the contrary, all the salon scrolls suddenly devoured all the spiritual power of the cultivator, but its volume increased by no less than ten times!

"What's going on?"

Many people do not believe in evil and continue to kill the magic weapon in their hands. However, the salon roll is getting bigger and closer, and there is no sign of collapse. Finally, everyone's face began to show a trace of fear, 200000 practitioners began to agitate!

"There's something strange about the salon roll. Everybody, back off!"

Some people have noticed that there is something wrong and want to leave. However, there are deserts all around. They have been surrounded by the terrible salon roll for a long time. Some practitioners in the periphery haven't had time to escape, but they have been swallowed up by the salon roll!

The salon roll became bigger and bigger, the sand kept roaring, and ferociously fell on the cultivator. All the practitioners in the desert started to run around in panic. Those with high accomplishments could escape quickly. However, those with low accomplishments could not get rid of the strong attraction of the salon scroll. They were directly involved in the tornado and screamed furiously inside, and soon there was no sound!

"Come and watch my competition. I always have to charge a little ticket. Each of you will be my artwork in my salon volume!"

Sikong Qiwen's cold laughter spread all over the desert and exploded in everyone's ears! Everyone was scared to avoid those salon rolls, but the salon scrolls were always with us, swallowing a batch of practitioners!

No one thought that the salon scroll in the desert was created by Sikong Qiwen!

"How could Sikong Qiwen control so much sand? It's totally impossible. Is he a tuyumon demon? "

A terrible thought spread in all people's hearts, I don't know who called out, and the endless fear suddenly shrouded in everyone's heart.

If "tuyumeng demons" appear in the desert, then the desert is simply their best battlefield!But how could Sikong Qiwen be a demon of tuyumeng? Even if he is a tuyumeng demon, how can he control so many salon rolls by the power of a Yumeng demon?

"After the funeral in the desert, you will all be reborn as the people of haidongqing, the king of sand hawks. You should be honored." Sikong Qiwen laughs wildly. His eyes turn brown, like a grain of sand and stone, which is weird.

Sand Eagle demon Wang haidongqing!

Everyone's face changed! Is Sikong Qiwen a demon?

The salon scroll devoured every one of the practitioners. All kinds of practitioners were involved in the salon scroll. Their panic voice disappeared in the salon scroll in an instant, and there was no bone left!

"We all rushed out, there must be a glimmer of hope to escape!"

But in less than a moment, one tenth of the practitioners have been swallowed up by the salon scroll, and the rest have become trapped animals!

The salon scrolls coming from all directions surround all the people's practitioners, and the strong tearing force is rampant. Once someone gets too close, they will disappear in the giant tornado in a blink of an eye!

"Rush out? I've exhausted my mind to create such a huge battle of immortals, which is to lead you practitioners here. Where do you want to escape? "

Sikong Qiwen laughs wildly, his voice resounds through the sky like thunder, so that everyone is shocked!

Is this battle of immortals just a gimmick deliberately created by Sikong Qiwen?

But what is the purpose of Sikong Qiwen? Is it to help the sand hawk demon king break free of seal?

Mu Yu struggles to stand up, Xiao Shuai and Long Teng both jump on his shoulder. Muyu breathed heavily. He felt weak. After using array technique, he had too much vitality extracted. Rao was unable to hold on to it.

"Vitality, I need vitality, wood spirit."

Muyu grabs mulingjian and wants to extract vitality from it, because it was the most vital thing in the world. But the wooden spirit sword just shivered for a moment, and there was no movement. After being infected by the dead air of Styrax, its vitality is no longer pure, and it can not provide real vitality to Muyu!

Tens of thousands of salon Scrolls have surrounded the vast expanse. Without any plant, it means that Muyu can't win vitality from plants. His situation at the moment is not optimistic!

"Shua!"

The sand at the foot of the wooden feather suddenly turns suddenly, forming a sand curtain to wrap the wood feather inside. The sand is spinning and flying around the wooden feather. The huge breath is pressing down on the wooden feather in an instant!

As soon as the commander patted his head, he grabbed the shadow sword in Mu Yu's hand and muttered, "Muyu, the vitality you need is in the shadow sword. When you used the array technique just now, the vitality did not pass away, but was firmly confined in the sword by the split shadow sword!"

Its small claws quickly across the Fen Ying Jian, which seems to be responding to Xiao Shuai. It turns out that the Dao Dao Qing Guang lights up, and then Xiao Shuai returns the Fen Ying Jian to Mu Yu.

Muyu holds the Fenying sword, and he clearly feels that the vitality of the Fenying sword is moving slowly, and then he turns to Muyu intact!

What does Xiao Shuai mean by shadow sword? Mu Yu is too lazy to ask. He felt that something that had gone through his body had gradually recovered, that feeling of weakness had gone away from him, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

But the sand curtain around him has already covered Muyu! At the moment, Muyu has no time to escape. His spiritual shield is swallowed up by the sand, and even the array pattern can't escape!

This sand is really weird!

"Hold on to me, both of you!"

Muyu has a big drink, and his whole body has been integrated into the wood spirit sword. Then the sand curtain covered the wooden spirit sword in a blink of an eye and surrounded it into a sand sculpture!

Not only he, but also in a blink of an eye, 200000 practitioners were completely eroded by the salon scrolls all over the sky, and even the practitioners in the period of integration could escape. Only Sikong Qiwen, a living man, was left in the desert!

The salon roll gradually dispersed, and a figure stood in the desert.

These are 200000 monks who came to watch the war. Before a quarter of an hour ago, they were still real people who could move. But at this time, all the monks were wrapped up in sand tightly, and became a set of sand sculptures. They still kept the last movement of struggling to escape!

Sikong Qiwen walked slowly past each sand sculpture, his eyes full of hot Brown light. Then suddenly he raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. The sound was very far away, like some kind of call whistle. Then the recovered death Gobi suddenly vibrated violently.

The speed of quicksand around the death Gobi is faster and faster, and then the death Gobi begins to crack and move, moving to a mysterious position, leaving a whirlpool of quicksand in the center.

In the middle of the vortex, a spire gradually emerges, followed by the first and second layers It didn't stop until seven layers appeared. Roughly estimated, each tower is about 10 meters high, and the seven floors is 70 meters!The appearance of the seven storey pagoda is reddish red, and the body of the pagoda is depicted with strange relief. If you look closely, it looks like the battle scene between various Terrans and Youmeng demons and demon clans. It is very spectacular!

Sikong Qiwen looked at the seven story tower, and the fanatical look in his eyes became more and more obvious.

The sand eagle is exquisite! The keepsake of the sand hawk demon king!

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