The moment he stepped into the desperate situation, the leader realized something was wrong.
The sense of danger and oppression in a desperate situation has disappeared!
Here, it seems that it is no longer a desperate situation, but an ordinary sand dune.
"how so……"
Although the gangsters make a living by looting and rarely explore various ancient ruins, they at least understand the rules.
The desperate situation will not disappear and cannot disappear!
Unless a strong person from the Three Realms of Dzogchen takes action by force and destroys the entire desperate situation!
But at this time, all the remaining souls in the desperate situation seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
"Captain, we..."
Deputy Captain Jiu Yan also stepped in quickly. Just as he was about to ask, his expression suddenly changed.
Just now, a life charm on his waist shattered!
Among the ten main battle battalions, a battalion commander died.
In a place like the Quicksand Secret Realm, there is only one possibility to kill a powerful seventh-level spiritual body.
"Han Yang is not dead!"
"The disappearance of the Heaven-Destroying Realm must be related to him!"
The two looked at each other in tacit understanding, then suddenly rose into the air and flew towards the direction where the battalion commander was stationed.
A pair of ninth-level powerhouses can be said to be unscrupulous when traveling in the secret realm of quicksand!
All taboos seemed to not exist in front of the group leader.
Thunder explodes!
Crazy speed!
Wherever they passed, countless people raised their heads to the sky, looking at the figures flying in the sky.
Even those who are as powerful as Ying Hongyue and others from the top ten pioneer groups would not dare to be so unscrupulous in the quicksand secret realm.
The martial saints of the Pioneer Regiment were all horrified and inexplicable.
"not good!"
"There are changes in the quicksand secret realm..."
"withdraw!"
Anyone who dares to step through the void like this in the secret realm of quicksand must be a double-ninth-level powerhouse, and not an ordinary double-ninth level!
The city lord of Quicksand Desolate City, Jing Lei, is also a double ninth level, but he does not dare to be so furious in the secret realm of Quicksand!
God list!
Shenzong!
Or...a gang of gangsters!
No matter which force it is, it will be a disaster for the pioneer group struggling to survive!
After noticing the change, no one dared to stay in the secret realm of quicksand.
When such a powerful person comes, great changes will occur.
Even if you find an opportunity, you may not be able to keep it!
Evacuate!
Suddenly, news spread in the quicksand secret realm, and everyone began to flee crazily.
…
"Stop them!"
"It's just three people!"
"This is our chance to rise to prominence!"
The martial saints of the Fierce Fire Bandits are cruel by nature.
Even though they have heard all kinds of legends about Han Yang, there are still some people who do not believe in evil.
In their opinion, Han Yang's holy body is only at the second level, how powerful can it be?
Hundreds of cannon fodder and pseudo-Martial Saints were desperately entangled in Xiao Jiuer, while more than twenty Martial Saints from the main battle camp were frantically killing Han Yang.
To a certain extent, the martial saints of these gangs are all desperadoes.
The indiscriminate and wanton killing has driven them crazy.
Even if he encounters Han Yang, he still dares to howl and rush forward.
Even though Han Yang killed their battalion commander, they still seemed fearless.
"kill!"
Han Yang gave an order to Xiao Jiuer, and at the same time, he casually slashed out with his sword.
Boom!
Magnetic explosion!
The terrifying power of magnetism, like pieces of flying knives, shot through the defenses of all attackers.
It was only then that these ruthless bandits discovered that Han Yang's attack could actually penetrate the defense of the God List.
The dozen or so powerful men on the God List who were in front were instantly killed.
Those powerful people in the back were even worse off without the protection of the divine list.
Puff puff puff!
The sword flashed and the head flew up.
Dozens of strong men from the main battle camp were unable to resist and were all beheaded.
Xiao Jiuer also burst out in anger.
Punch out!
In the roar, hundreds of pseudo-Martial Saints were all killed to pieces.
All the strong men of the five-star bandit group, a main battle camp, were slaughtered.
Xiao Jiuer blinked in confusion.
Are these weaklings all idiots?
He clearly saw the existence of a seventh-level zombie like himself, but he still dared to kill him rashly.
Little did she know that these gangs of gangsters were used to killing people, and they had already been dazzled by the bloody barbarity and thought they were invincible.
I never thought I would lose.
In their opinion, as long as they form a battle formation, they can kill even seventh-level spirits.
As a result, Han Yang killed them all before Xiao Jiuer could take action.
"It seems that we can't leave for the time being!"
After the murder, Han Yang did not leave, but looked ahead into the void.
Stab!
The power of metamagnetism traveled through space, spanning thousands of miles in an instant, and burst into a cloud of sparks.
For others, in the secret realm of quicksand, the visibility is only a few hundred feet, and even the strong martial saints can only move forward cautiously.
But for Han Yang, this is not a problem at all.
The realm of deification, coupled with the elemental magnetic combat body.
Allowing him to discern any changes within a thousand miles.
Boom!
Almost as soon as Han Yang finished speaking, thunder exploded.
Two figures suddenly appeared in front.
Xiao Jiuer was like a kitten with fried fur, swooping back to Han Yang and protecting Han Yang behind him.
Strong!
She keenly sensed that one of the two people appearing in front of her was a terrifying double ninth-level powerhouse.
"Han Yang, you are so bold!"
Above the void, the leader of the Fire Tribulation Bandit looked at Han Yang coldly, his eyes full of greed.
Although earlier intelligence had almost proven that Han Yang was in the Quicksand Secret Realm, he still couldn't believe it.
In his opinion, Han Yang was being hunted by two major sects, the Shenzong and the Shenbang Organization. If he had been more rational, he would have escaped long ago. How could he seek his own death and come here to hunt for treasure?
At this time, when he really faced Han Yang, he realized that there really are such idiots in the world.
Han Yang raised his eyebrows lightly: "A group of bandits who rob the fire?"
He was also somewhat surprised.
I thought he would be a bishop from the Divine List, or an envoy from the Divine Sect.
As a result, the first person who came after him turned out to be a desperado from the bandit group.
Perhaps this means that the ignorant have no fear?
Han Yang didn't know that his guess was 70% or 80% correct!
The two six-star envoys were afraid of Han Yang's strength and did not dare to pursue him personally. However, they were reluctant to give up the credit for capturing Han Yang, so they asked the bandit group of Tribulation Fire to come after him.
The Jiehuo gang had no idea how powerful Han Yang was, but they actually killed him.
The group leader ignored Han Yang, but frowned and looked at Xiao Jiuer aside.
The body of a seventh-level zombie.
The strongest zombie in the world.
Han Yang himself is not worth mentioning, Xiao Jiuer is the real difficult opponent.
"Nine flames!"
The leader sent a message: "You stop that little zombie, and I will capture Han Yang. Are you sure?"
grasp?
Jiuyan's scalp was slightly numb.
If the prediction is correct, Lie Yan probably died in the hands of this little zombie.
If you go up there yourself, you probably won't be an opponent.
but……
Jiuyan said in a concentrated voice: "Three breaths!"
Unlike Lieyan, who is good at attacking, Jiuyan has a divine constitution and is on the sixth level of the divine list.
In his opinion, no matter how strong Xiao Jiuer is, there is no way he can sustain three breaths of time.
As long as the leader captures Han Yang within three breaths, the battle will be over.
"Three breaths?"
The corners of the leader's mouth raised slightly: "One breath is enough!"
A mere sixth-level Martial Saint with a second-level Destruction Saint Body. If he still needs three breaths of time, it would be too much of a waste.
"Do it!"
The two roared and attacked Xiao Jiuer and Han Yang respectively.
Zheng!
Zheng!
Two sword sounds sounded at the same time.
Han Yang and Xiao Jiuer drew their swords at the same time.