Mu Ji Sanren, who was originally fleeing in the formation and did not dare to face the sharp edge, suddenly his expression froze and his movements slowed down, and stopped in the air, allowing thousands of cold heads in the formation to pass through his body.

The body that was stronger than the ordinary god-transforming monk could not resist it. He heard a bang and suddenly split into pieces, with only a flying skull still standing there.

The exploded limbs were slowly coming towards the flying skull under the guidance of a faint light.

Yu Xing pinched the magic tricks in succession with his ten fingers, and at the same time he gathered swords to form a formation. The sword lights in the sky immediately rolled up all his remaining bodies.

However, no matter how Yu Xing did it, these blood clots in the body seemed to be nothing. They penetrated through the layers of sword light, blended together without any rushingness and slowness, and returned to one.

"It is definitely not something that my master Mu Ji, the Nascent Soul cultivator, can do. Is the Demon Lord?" Yu Xing recalled the one hundred and eight flying swords and asked in a deep voice.

Xuan Ji appeared in front of Yu Xing in a flash. The demon body was more than ten feet tall, and Yu Xing had not reached his shoulder height in front of him.

He did not answer Yu Xing's question, but looked at it for a long time with a look, and then nodded with satisfaction and said:

"It's not bad, it's not bad! My mysterious soul-combining method can really create real creatures. Although I still need to rely on the original inspiration of a world, everything in the world is like this. Otherwise, it will be rootless duckweed and will not last long. However, there are still some small flaws in it, and it needs to be adjusted carefully, otherwise the potential will be limited in the end."

Yu Xing's face was as gloomy as water, but his whole body seemed to be trapped in weak water. The pressure from the space not only bound his body, but also made him unable to penetrate his body with even his spiritual consciousness. At this moment, he, the great Nascent Soul cultivator, seemed to have been knocked down from the clouds and became a mortal like an ant without any power of backhand.

But at this time, the Qianmu appeared beside the Demon Lord at some point. It knelt with respect on his face and said, "Qianmu greets the master."

"Get up, you've done a good job." Xuan Ji smiled.

"Thank you, Master!" Qianmu kowtowed again and then stood up.

"I like your eyes very much. Don't worry, I won't kill you now. Don't worry, wait until I handle the chores and then take you back to Linglong Realm." Xuan Ji said softly to Yu Xing.

Then He stretched out his hand and gently waved it in the air, and the heaven and earth became quiet. The spiritual pillar that originally gathered a magnificent inspiration of a million miles suddenly exploded, and the spiritual pressure rushed towards all directions.

The things in the world are too much, but the majestic spiritual energy at this moment is more like a poison. Wherever you pass, with Yuran Mountain as the center, the ordinary plants and low-level spiritual plants all turn from green to yellow, and look like a withered scene.

Only when the spiritual plants at level three or above have reached the impact of this spiritual tide and become more vital.

This situation only improves after the spiritual energy begins to become thinner in a farther place.

On the contrary, Jueyue, Cao Xiu and Mingyu, after sensing the summoning, he flew towards Xuan Ji with a piety like a pilgrimage believer.

At this point, after seeing that his purpose had reached, he was not concerned about the stay and departure of these god-transforming gods and Nascent Soul monks present, nor did he see how many monks Xuan Ji could take away. His figure suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never appeared.

However, Zhang Shiping and others who had already left had no chance to see what happened in Baimang Mountain.

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In the western desert, in a Gobi desert with yellow sand rolling, four monks, three men and one woman, walked out of an inconspicuous cave. They were Zhang Shiping and his group who had left earlier.

They walked out of the cave and jumped up, turned into escape light, and headed towards the distance.

Gong Yang Qian was in front, and the three of them followed closely behind.

"This place is the barbaric sand and yellow sea. Since ancient times, the sand people who live here have called it the boundless sand sea. We will travel about 23,000 miles northwest. About about tomorrow's hour, we will be able to reach the Oasis Sand City where the Hoku Palace is located." Gong Yang Qian said.

After several great monks in Shimeng solved the Nascent Soul monks in the Hoku Palace, Yan Li suggested that they go to the Western Demon. There are only three Nascent Soul monks in the Hoku Palace, and now they all die here all at once. If they miss such a great opportunity, it would be really stupid.

Therefore, after Yan Li said this proposal, Gong Yang Qian, Du Yu and Zhang Shiping agreed without saying a word.

Everyone immediately teleported back to the sect, and with the help of the ancient teleportation array inside the sect, they crossed the barrier of the barbarian domain and came to the Western Desert.

This was also the first time Zhang Shiping left. He looked down from the air. This sand sea was as famous as its name, with yellow near and brown in the distance, and endlessly looking at it.

Of course, although it is impossible to see clearly with the naked eye, Zhang Shiping also knows the approximate range of this sea of ​​sand.

This place is as narrow as half a month, about 40,000 miles long, with a widest place of 5,600 miles. It is full of sand and dust all year round. A small part of it extends to the barbarian realm in the southeast. To the north is the boundary of Mount Kauna, and to the west is the Buddhist kingdom on the ground of the White Horse Temple. The Hoku Palace is located in the northwest, the edge of the sand sea.

"Du Yu, can the monks who were installed in the Sect in the Horror Palace contact you?" Gong Yang Qian said.

"Don't worry, I've already passed the news. However, according to his response, the Jindan in the Horror Palace has closed the sect and closed the mountain and retreated into the secret realm of the sect." Du Yu said.

Du Yu and Tian Feng accepted the inheritance of Xuanyuan Sect, which naturally included the sect planting chess pieces everywhere and had the right to order. Gong Yang Qian, Zhang Shiping, Yan Li and others only knew that there were such monks in the Horror Tribulus Palace. As for whether a man or a woman or even a monster or other objects, there were several people who had cultivation levels, they didn’t know.

"That's true. The nine golden elixirs who are still in the Horror Palace have retreated into the secret realm of the sect. However, among these nine people, one of my cousins ​​is here. If the inner supporter is inserted by the sect, it is not impossible to open the secret realm from within." Yan Li nodded and said.

"No wonder you made such a suggestion. The monks placed in the sect are Shi Shen. What is your cousin's name?" Du Yu was not surprised when he heard Yan Li say this.

However, it seems that the reason why Yanyulou plotted against the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Terrifying Brutal Palace in the Nanbu Palace was that he had some ideas about this sect, otherwise he would not have inserted disciples from the clan into it early.

When ordinary Nascent Soul monks fight, even if they can kill the other party, they may not be able to keep the Nascent Soul. The gain is just a Nascent Soul Physical body, and the value is just that.

Yan Yulou obviously looked down on this little thing. He seemed to be thinking of getting rid of the Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Horror Palace, and then with the cooperation of the children in the clan, he would occupy the magpie's nest, or uproot the roots, and put most of the savings of a sect over thousands of years into his pocket, and he would eat in one bite like a snake swallowing an elephant.

"True Shi Nan, let us send the news and let the two of us cooperate earlier to see if we can find an opportunity to inspire the formation from the inside and lead the four of us into it." Yan Li said.
Chapter completed!