All of Yuwen Zhouyuan's calculations had the meaning of gambling. Fortunately, he won the bet and exceeded his expectations. He did not expect that the burst of energy would knock him away and fly towards the desert.
direction.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already used his speed to the extreme, and this was bound to affect his life.
"We are already chasing him. Hurry up, must be quick." Yu Wen Zhouyuan thought nervously in his heart.
Once he cannot reach the desert before the other party catches up with him, he will be dead.
Behind Yuwen Zhouyuan, the faces of Prince Ji and the master of the Soul-blood clan were very ugly. While flying forward, Prince Ji glanced at the master of the Soul-blood clan angrily. He already hated the master of the Soul-blood clan.
The prince believed that Yuwen Zhouyuan would not have escaped if the master from the Soul Blood Clan had not taken action.
The soul-blood master was also very unhappy. He thought that if the prince hadn't given Yuwen Zhouyuan time to kill him directly, so many things wouldn't have happened.
Neither of them knew that they were being plotted by Yuwen Zhouyuan.
One mile...five hundred feet...thirty feet...
"Huh..." Yuwen Zhouyuan finally arrived on the desert. He stopped without thinking and still flew forward. He also knew that even that power would extract the life essence from the bodies of those masters who were at the peak of the early stage of True Saints.
, it also takes a certain amount of time.
The moment Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the desert, Prince Ji and the master from the Soul Blood Tribe were five hundred feet away from Yuwen Zhouyuan.
At this time, the master of the Soul Blood Clan stretched out his big hand, and a huge Soul Blood Clan palm was condensed, and he grabbed Yu Wen Zhouyuan.
This huge blood-red palm contains terrifying power, as if the world can be shattered if it is grasped.
In the desert, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was flying forward, felt his heart tremble, and an extremely dangerous aura came. He clearly felt a huge crisis.
"No, they are taking action." Yuwen Zhouyuan's face changed drastically, he thought, and at the same time, he hoped that the Skeleton Demon Emperor would take action.
This entire desert is covered by the Skeleton Demon Emperor's divine consciousness. As long as he enters the desert, the Skeleton Demon Emperor will definitely be able to feel it.
Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan was about to be caught in the hand of the master from the Soul Blood Clan, the prince sneered, and the black light flashed in his hand, condensing into a long sword full of domineering power.
The sword slashed through, cutting through the void, and the huge palm condensed by the master of the Soul Blood Tribe was cut off at once.
"What do you want to do? Aren't you afraid that he will run away?" Just as he was about to kill Yu Wen Zhouyuan, the prince made an unexpected move, and the master of the Soul Blood Tribe suddenly looked extremely ugly.
"Run? Where could he run? Didn't you see that his speed was getting slower and slower? With his serious injuries, he definitely couldn't run very far." The prince said with a look of contempt, in his heart
Extremely enjoyable.
Just now, the other party ignored his thoughts and actually attacked Yuwen Zhouyuan, disrupting his plan. Now he naturally did not want to make it easy for the other party. Of course, his action to block the attack of the master of the soul blood clan was based on his confidence in catching up with Yuwen Zhouyuan.
For the sake of.
"You..." The soul-blood master didn't know what to say for a moment. He couldn't say that he knew that the desert ahead was very strange.
They had just arrived in this far west land and had no idea what was going on here. Otherwise, if they had special information channels, this master from the Soul Blood Tribe might not have known about the strange things in this desert.
When he arrived at the edge of the desert, the master of the Soul Vampire clan paused slightly, but when he saw the prince flying in without feeling anything, he gritted his teeth and flew in too.
In fact, the master of the Soul Blood Clan does not believe that there can be anything strange here. After all, his cultivation has reached the advanced level of the early stage of True Saint, and he is still confident in his own strength.
When the other masters saw the two of them running forward, they didn't hesitate at all and rushed in. They didn't know that the place they were going was a desert of death. If they had known, they would have definitely stopped.
The further he flew toward the center of the desert, the greater the pressure in space became. Yuwen Zhouyuan had no choice but to land forward and fly forward.
Prince Ji and the soul-blood master were getting closer and closer to Yuwen Zhouyuan, and they didn't realize at all that their power was being extracted.
"Yu Wen Zhouyuan, that's enough, stop. My patience has its limits. If you still don't stop, don't blame me for being rude." The prince was a little impatient as he chased after him, and immediately said in a cold voice.
The sound spread far away, and Yuwen Zhouyuan heard it clearly, but he ignored it at all and kept running forward. He knew that delaying it for a while would be more beneficial to him.
Hearing Prince Ji's shout, the master of the Soul Blood Tribe showed a sneer and thought: You must be anxious now!
At the same time, he glanced involuntarily, wanting to see the extremely ugly expression on the prince's face. When he saw this, the master of the soul-blood clan was shocked and showed a look of disbelief.
As if he felt the changes in the eyes and expressions of the master of the Soul-blood clan, the prince frowned slightly and asked: "What's wrong? Why do you have that expression?"
"You...your face..." the master of the soul-blood clan said with a trembling voice, as if he had encountered something extremely terrible.
"My face? What's wrong with my face?" The prince looked extremely confused, and then his face changed drastically. He finally discovered that something was wrong. His face was actually covered with dense wrinkles, and his hands were also the same. It looked like
It was extremely rough, like the face of an old farmer.
"What's going on? What's going on? Your figure seems to be a little blurry." The prince screamed, and then he thought of something and said something to the master of the soul blood clan.
After hearing this, the face of the master from the Soul Blood Clan changed, and then he seemed to have discovered something, and a look of fear appeared on his somewhat blurry face.
"This desert is so weird, the power in my body is draining away." The master of the soul blood clan said in surprise.
When the prince heard this, he quickly checked and exclaimed, "The power in my body is also losing."
No wonder he noticed that the distance between Yuwen Zhouyuan and them was getting farther and farther. I originally thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan's speed had increased, but now it seemed that his own speed had slowed down.
"This place is too weird, hurry up and leave." The prince glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan who was still running forward with a look of reluctance in his eyes, said decisively, turned around and rushed out of the desert.
The same goes for the master from the Soul Blood Clan.
At this time, the masters behind who were still running forward did not notice their own changes. When they saw Prince Ji and the master from the Soul Blood Tribe suddenly turning around, they were all stunned.
When they saw Prince Ji's face, they all had doubts on their faces, and they were all wondering what was going on.
"Get out of here quickly, there is something strange in this desert that can extract the power from our bodies." The prince roared loudly, reminding everyone.
After hearing what Prince Ji said, they all stopped, and each one checked their own situation. Suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly ran out of the desert.
Deep in this desert, in a space, in a hall, the golden flames in the deep eye sockets of the Skeleton Demon Emperor beat strongly, and a voice came out, "I didn't expect that this kid has so many enemies, and that there are so many masters who want to
I have to kill him, but this is fine, twenty-six masters from the early stage of True Saint are enough to last me for a while."
After the Skeleton Demon Emperor finished speaking, the endless loess moved in the desert, rushing forward like a giant dragon, entangling the Soul Blood Clan and the Scale Horn Clan.
In an instant, these masters were forced to pause, and the life essence in their bodies continued to drain. The prince's black hair had turned completely white, and his hands had turned into fur and bones, looking like those who had been there for tens of thousands of years.
An old monster who has never been born.
"Damn it." The prince cursed secretly, and the black energy in his body gathered, condensed into a long knife, and slashed hard at the loess surrounding them.
The other people's expressions were normal, and they were all showing off their magical powers, wanting to escape from the entanglement of these loess as soon as possible. If time passes like this, they will all be blamed here.
"Clang..." A metal-like collision sounded. The collision between the black long knife and the loess not only sounded the sound of metal, but also produced a few sparks.
Seeing this scene, the prince's expression changed drastically. If he had been able to cut off the entanglement of the loess before, but now he has lost a lot of life essence in his body, his strength has dropped greatly, and now he can't cut it off at all.
Of course, it was not just Prince Ji, but also everyone else. After discovering this situation, their expressions changed.
"Oops, it's over..." This is what everyone is saying in their hearts.
A large amount of life energy was withdrawn from them, and they remained motionless, with despair in their eyes.
"What the hell, let us go quickly, otherwise, we, the Scale Horn Clan and the Soul Blood Clan, will definitely not let you go." The prince shouted unwillingly, his voice hoarse, as if he had lost all strength.
As soon as the prince's voice fell, his teeth fell out, and even his white hair fell out in small handfuls. The same was true for others, and the figures of the masters of the soul-blood clan became even more blurred.
After two breaths, the masters of the Soul Blood Clan disappeared directly, and the masters of the Scale Horn Clan were all reduced to a pile of skeletons.
After noticing the situation behind him, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged on the ground and recovered. Now, no place is safer than the desert.
"Boy, I saved your life this time, but it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to get the life essence of twenty-six early True Saint masters at once. I, the Skeleton Demon Emperor, keep my word.
, I will tell you the news about the Lucky Flower after your injury recovers." The Skeleton Demon Emperor's voice suddenly sounded in Yuwen Zhouyuan's ears.
"Thank you." Yuwen Zhouyuan said gratefully and closed his eyes.
In the desert without any trace of life, Yuwen Zhouyuan sat cross-legged, as if he had turned into a statue, motionless. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the emotional energy, all came in, completely covering Yuwen Zhouyuan, and a huge funnel formed above his head.
, that terrifying energy was poured into Yuwen Zhouyuan's body, blowing up hurricanes.