The cold sword edge passed through the sandy giant hand, and the light and puffy had nowhere to focus, but the strong pulling force under him had not weakened at all. Liu Qiankun was pulled down before he could even break free, but he landed on the soft sand.
The whole person sank rapidly. When the sand and gravel were over, Liu Qiankun spread his palm and put the Sky-Devouring Silver Fox into the Chaos Cauldron. Then he threw out a red rope and shouted: "Get up!" The red rope seemed to be alive.
, and soared into the air, and the huge pulling force brought his feet out.
In the air, I saw that the desert below boiled like a boiling pot of boiling water. Pan! Canopy... A wave of sand rose into the sky, and the rolling sand and dust surged more than a hundred feet high, which scared Liu in the air.
Qiankun could only let the God-Bundle Rope in his hand lead him to lift it up again, barely avoiding the range that the sand and dust could reach.
"Damn it, what the hell?" Liu Qiankun cursed in a low voice. If he hadn't been in a hurry just now, he would have been buried by this strange yellow sand.
roar!
A roar that shook the sky and the earth came from under him, and circles of sand waves rushed around. An old man with white hair and a dry figure popped up on the sand beneath Liu Qiankun.
His body was astonishingly thin, and it looked like he was supported by dead branches. His long gray hair hung down from his head, making it impossible to see his appearance.
"Hahaha! What a Chaos Spirit Treasure." The man suddenly laughed wildly, raised his head, and the long hair covering his face floated back.
Liu Qiankun lowered his head and looked over the man's face, but he gasped in his heart. There were only a few sparse muscles on the man's face, and there was no skin. Many places were exposed to whiteness.
The skull, blue veins and blood vessels are entangled in the muscles, and you can even see the bloating of blood vessels from outside. Looking down, the withered muscles on the neck hang upside down on the cervical vertebrae, from one side, vaguely through him
The body saw the yellow sand on the other side.
That appearance is seven points more terrifying than the zombies in the Tiangang battlefield. Even though Liu Qiankun had seen many foreign objects, he was shocked by the old man in front of him.
"Damn, is this still a human being?" Liu Qiankun felt a little distressed, and he felt that the man beneath him was definitely not simple, but what he was even more worried about was the gods who didn't know where he was.
"Little thing, don't you want to know where the gods who came with you are? Don't you just roll down with me!" A low and domineering voice sounded in Liu Qiankun's ears, with a power that cannot be violated.
Liu Qiankun's heart was shocked. He never expected that the man would say what he was most worried about in his heart with just a word. He finally turned into an arc of light and threw it onto the ground with a bite.
Bang! He floated on the sand ten feet away from the man. Liu Qiankun put the rope of the gods on his arm and bowed his hand: "I don't know if the Lord can tell the people of the gods to come, and the little god is very grateful!"
"Okay! But I ask you for two things, I don't know if you want them?" The haggard man grinned and showed his white teeth.
Liu Qiankun heard a hint of chill from his voice, and was alert in his heart, and said coldly: "I don't know what the Lord wants?"
"Hahaha! I borrowed it for your body..." The man laughed wildly at the sky and suddenly became cold.
Boom!
Countless giant hands made of sand and gravel grabbed Liu Qiankun with hissing wind. When those palms were still half a foot away from him, Liu Qiankun's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and Liu Qiankun's figure appeared ten feet away in vain.
The Qingming sword in his hand pointed directly at the withered man's eyebrows.
The sword energy broke through the air, and he would give all his strength when he made a move. The cold sword edge was only a few inches away from his withered eyebrows in the blink of an eye. The man was not panicked. A hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Send it to me."
How can I not take it?" As he spoke, he leaned his body forward and greeted him directly towards the tip of the sword.
laugh!
The sword tip passed directly through the withered man's head, as if it was passing through a piece of thin paper without any force. Liu Qiankun was shocked and shook his hand and threw the rope out of the tie. A red light flashed and the rope was wrapped directly.
As he got on the man's body, he shrank rapidly, and the sound of the tent exploded. The man's body turned into a pile of sand and gravel, and a bunch of yellow sand and dust rose up, turning into thousands of sharp lights and shot towards Liu Qiankun's face.
All this came too quickly, and it was impossible to describe its speed with lightning and lightning, so that Liu Qiankun had only time to turn his mind.
Boom!
A loud roar sounded, a golden figure was blown backwards, and the tent fell a hundred feet away. Hissing... Amid a turbid sound that made people sour teeth, people stepped out of the sand and dust in the sky.
A ferocious smile appeared on his unbearable cheeks, looking at the silent body that was lying on the yellow sand a hundred feet away.
He had used 30% of the force just now, and thought that he was definitely not something that a mere god could resist. If it weren't for the purpose of preserving this fairly satisfactory body, he would have already blown the little god into flesh.
"Hahaha! With this body, I can compete with the damn armored beast..." The withered man laughed wildly at the sky, with two excited lights flashing in his eyes.
This person is named Fantasy, and he is the illusion master who controls the Huangsha illusion, one of the three major illusions in the Xuanhuang battlefield. The other two illusions are divided into Houtu illusion and Wushui illusion. Each has a illusion master to guard it, but for some reason.
Only Liu Qiankun fell into this yellow sand illusion. Fantasy is the strongest among the three illusion masters. Every time he finds his body for tens of millions of years, he will challenge the Xuanwu Divine Turtle, the divine beast guarding the Xuanhuang battlefield.
The ancient god who captured them here once said that as long as he could defeat the Xuanwu Divine Turtle, he would be free and would not be restricted from now on.
For billions of years, Fantasy thought of leaving this place all the time. Unfortunately, she challenged the Xuanwu Divine Turtle more than ten times and was thrown back by her body. Fantasy practiced hard all year round, and she always wanted to challenge the Xuanwu Divine Turtle again. Today, she finally managed to do so.
How could he not be happy when he was waiting for a physical body with the highest-quality Chaos Spirit Treasure?
Liu Qiankun pounced on the sand face down. The fatal blow was blocked by the Chaos Cauldron Heavenly Armor and did not cause any damage to his body. It was just that the qi and blood were surging. At this time, his mind was running rapidly, thinking about it.
How to deal with this perverted guy who claims to be fantasy.
Dada...
The heavy footsteps gradually approached, and Liu Qiankun, who was lying on the sand, could clearly feel the fantasy approaching. Now only by sacrificing his life can there be a glimmer of hope. However, how to use the method to fight against this powerful and almost perverted guy
It became a depression that entangled in his heart.
Fantasy also knew that the little god in front of him was not dead yet, and his steps were slowing down and stopped less than one foot away from Liu Qiankun.
(Is there any free gold medal if I get three updates?)