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"boom--"

A few lizards were about to gather and rolled around in a muffled sound.

After repelling the siege, the two sand dragons still marry and tangled and refused to separate, but both took advantage of the situation to spit out poisonous mist and opened their mouths to bite, looking extremely angry. The remaining sky lizards were extremely fierce and swarmed up. Suddenly, the wind and sand danced wildly, and the roars came one after another.

After a moment, a sand dragon's tail, which was caught by two heavenly lilies, circling and entangled in pain; his companions turned around and wanted to rescue him, and four or five heavenly lilies rushed over at the same time. The two dragons were difficult to take care of and were finally forced to separate. A slightly smaller sand dragon immediately fell into a siege and could not survive from head to tail. Several heavenly lilies took the opportunity to hit the sand dragon's waist and abdomen with their sharp dorsal fins, and then tore up and bit them together. With a few breaths, they had torn the other party into several pieces.

The surviving Sha Jiao was so sad and angry that he roared and made a counterattack. The seven-eight-headed sky lizard was pressing tightly, making it unable to move forward and retreat, and unable to escape. He was about to suffer the same consequences. At the critical moment of life and death, it suddenly jumped out of the siege.

The group of lizards then chased closely, refusing to let go.

The sand dragon swung a feint, then swung its long tail and then made a dull sound, and it knocked out several sky lizards that devoured its companions hard. It took advantage of the momentum to turn around and open its big mouth, snatched a bead the size of a fist from the flesh and blood on the ground, pierced it head-on, and then disappeared into the yellow sand.

The sky lizard found out that it was fooled and was reluctant to give up. It waved its limbs, dug pits and threw sand, sank into the ground one after another, and then disappeared one by one.

Wujiu still sat like a stone, his face full of incredible feelings.

A sudden shocking change really caught people off guard, and then disappeared invisible in a daze. If it weren't for the fragments of flesh and blood left on the sand in the distance, everything would be like an illusion!

Unexpectedly, the battle between a group of monsters was so thrilling. Especially the surviving sand dragon, after being alone, was in danger and successfully escaped into the ground with the method of fighting against the west. I still don’t know what the beads it seized desperately?

At this moment, familiar words sounded: "What a pity that demon pill, I missed an opportunity..."

Someone echoed: "Sand Dragon has become a monster, and then it has formed a demon pill. In time, his cultivation level will be extraordinary..."

Wujiushang was confused, but his face changed when he heard the sound, he jumped up suddenly, and then he secretly complained.

Unconsciously, two figures holding sword lights quickly approached twenty or thirty feet away, and separated from each other, blocking their place of destination and retreat from each other. They were two old guys Xiang Rong and Gou Jun who took advantage of the situation and were unable to take care of themselves. Only then did the conspiracy finally succeed. No wonder there was a ease in their words, hum...

"You and I may have no chance with the Demon Pill, but I caught this kid and got the treasure on him. This trip is worth it!"

"What you say is not bad! Haha, you might as well finish the beginning and end before Mushin arrives..."

Xiang Rong and Gou Jun sang and laughed happily, but their words were filled with a strong murderous intent, which was obviously determined to win. Rather than looking at the savage boy, the boy was doomed.

Wujiu stood there in a daze, looking around, looking depressed, and said absent-mindedly: "In your opinion, can that big snake also practice? Hehe, it's much better than me, a mortal..." He knew that he couldn't escape and smiled a little reluctantly.

As a mortal, he fought with the monks several times and survived from death, and struggled until today. Although he failed in the end, at least he had done his best. If he really left, Miss Ziyan, do you still remember the teacher who taught in Fenghua Valley...

Xiang Rong slowly approached more than ten feet away, his feet slowed down, looked at Wujiu for a moment, and said sarcastically: "It's not too late for a person to realize death!" In his eyes, the always arrogant boy now looked down and his words were depressed, and he had given up his final resistance, and he was clearly a dead man!

While keeping a sword on guard, Gou Jun said, "Sha Jiao is a natural creature. It has the ability to swallow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After continuous refining, it can form demon pills in its belly, comparable to those masters among monks. If it weren't for male and female mates and their cultivation was difficult to continue, those group of sky lilies would never get a advantage. And you, a mortal, dare to compare with Sha Jiao!" He looked at the broken limbs and bones left on the sand not far away, and said greedily: "Even the muscles, bones, blood and flesh left by the sand Jiao are all treasures!"

In the eyes of monks, I am afraid that mortals are not even as good as pigs and dogs. If the inexplicable thing in my body will no longer weaken and last forever, wouldn’t it be the same as cultivation? If that is true, you don’t have to be afraid of the two old guys in front of you!

Wujiu reached out and rubbed his stomach, sighed to the sky, and complained, "I said that the two old men were deceived by that guy Mushen. I had known him for a long time, and accidentally made enemies because of jealousy in brothels, which made him constantly seek revenge. I think I am a mortal, and even if I have been squeezed dry, I don't have a few taels of oil. How can I get the treasure? Please give me a look..."

His dirt-filled face was full of honest expressions, and his words were pitiful. He looked down at his almost naked body, which meant that what he said was true and his pleading was beyond words.

Xiang Rong was heartless and said indifferently: "Whether there are treasures on you, we will see if you know later. As for your grudge against Mushen, he will follow you later." His big sleeves slowly approached, and the short sword in his hand was breathing a terrifying light.

Wujiu's eyes twitched and he said in a daze: "You don't even let Mushen go. Are you afraid that his master will pursue it?" After he was surprised, he suddenly lowered his head in a daze.

Xiang Rong walked three feet away, and a trace of hideousness flashed in his indifferent expression: "After you fight with Mu Shen, you will die together. How could Master Xuanyu take him, a disciple who has just started..."

Before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly took action. After chasing for four days, he was already unbearable. Now that kid is in front of him, and he will kill him.

Wujiu was still bowing his head and silently staring at his right hand. Black air gushed out from the palm of his right hand, which was as long as three feet in an instant, and faintly condensed into the shape of a sharp sword, but the reality was uncertain and almost dissipated and collapsed.

At the same time, a silver sword light roared.

Wujiu suddenly raised his head, not dodging or avoiding. At this moment, murderous aura lingered between his eyebrows, and the vortex in his abdomen was rapidly moving. An invisible force burst out with the strength of his whole body, and the sword energy in his palm condensed again and the black light was strong. Without hesitation, he suddenly jumped up and swung his arms and slashed hard.

A black sword light broke out into the air, and with a "boom", it smashed the attacking flying sword to pieces, and the remaining power was still unabated and the sword energy was hissing.

After Xiang Rong took action, the old god was waiting to collect the corpse, but unexpectedly the mutation suddenly broke out and was caught off guard. He was about to retreat and dodge. The body-protecting spiritual power "Kala" collapsed. Then a strange sword energy penetrated through his body, instantly splitting the whole person into two pieces. When half of his body soared into the air, he was still filled with horror and incredible...

Gou Junshang looked at the remains of the sand dragon on the ground not far away and secretly planned the harvest. Since Xiang Rong had dealt with that boy, it would be better to take the opportunity to pick up a few pieces of dragon skin and bones. He was thinking about the advantage, but suddenly he noticed it.

More than twenty feet away, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and the old friend's body was separated, obviously dead.

And that savage-like boy actually killed a master of feathers...

Gou Jun was stunned and had no time to take care of it. He hurriedly displayed his figure and wanted to leave the place of right and wrong in front of him.

At this moment, Wujiu was still standing there, posing as if he was slashing with a sword, but his expression was at a loss. But in an instant, the murderous aura between his eyebrows became stronger and suddenly jumped up high, suddenly rushing more than ten feet away, taking advantage of the momentum to swing his arms and throw out the sword light in his hand.

As soon as Gou Jun was about to set off, he felt a strange and inexplicable murderous aura overturned. He wanted to avoid it, but his soul trembled and could not do anything. He was shocked, and he was shattered into pieces by the sword light coming down into the air, and then his flesh and blood splattered and his soul returned to heaven.

Wujiu was in mid-air, majestic, but suddenly he stopped moving and no longer flowing. Then he fell on the sand. He hurriedly got up in a mess, and still stretched out his hand with a look of luck.

A faint sword light returned, like a faint black smoke, which would touch the palm and disappear silently...

Wujiu was stunned for a moment in his palm, and then he looked up like he woke up from a dream. Looking at the mess all over the ground and smelling the heavy blood, he couldn't help but bend down, opened his mouth and retching.

"Murder! Although he encountered countless dangers and had been alive for life, he was the first time he killed two monks. His stomach and blood were splattering everywhere, which looked disgusting, but it was no different from a mortal. But..."

Wujiu staggered, thinking in his weak expression.

"However, at the critical moment of life and death, I forced all my strength to drive. Although I accidentally used the black sword, the vortex torrent in my abdomen disappeared. Now my limbs are weak, as if my days of fatigue gathers at this moment, as heavy as a mountain, making people suffocate. If Mushen arrives, he can only let him slaughter..."

Wujiu looked up at the way he came, turned around and took steps, but he was shaking, just holding on to grit his teeth.

In a moment, I crossed a sand dune.

He still kept struggling forward.

In a daze, I don’t know how far I have gone out.

When Wujiu's eyes turned black and unconscious, he could no longer support him, and finally fell to the ground. But he still did not give up, wriggling hard, and tried his best to bury himself in the sand. In an instant, the boundless abyss rushed towards him.
Chapter completed!