desolate.

Vicissitudes.

The temperament of Qianbian Sand Sea is not much different from other sand seas, but it has a bit more dangerous and dangerous smell.

This Hidden God Cave seemed to have only been opened once before, so no one knows whether the channel opened this time is the same as before.

Everyone could only take it as the same first, go to the thirty-two locations of the previous time, and you can scan the spiritual consciousness without asking.

Among the blade-like peaks, there are some spaces that form a circular valley, which is about a few hundred miles in a radius.

The seven people flew in one direction. When they were in the fourth place like this, they finally stopped. It had been more than a month, and it was obvious that the Thousand Blades Sand Sea was vast.

Swish swish swish-

Seven sounds, seven people landed on the top of a knife-blade mountain, their robes and hairs were flying, and they had a special spirit.

Fang Junmei's spiritual sense swept away. There were at least seven or eight teams on the nearby mountain peaks, including demons, human races, monsters, and hundreds of races. Most of them were extraordinary in temperament, but no particularly familiar monk was found.

When the seven people arrived, they naturally attracted other monks to scan the scene. There was no need to say more about the murderous intent in it.

"It's here."

Fang Junmei said lightly.

Everyone had no objection and waited silently.

"The team of monsters in the east should pay special attention."

Lightning suddenly sent a message to several people. After the words came, he took out a white bead-like thing to swallow it. His aura and pressure of monsters suddenly became weaker.

Fang Junmei, who knew his background, immediately had his eyes flashed.

Looking at the seven people, this team, Yishui monster, was leading a majestic old man, wearing white tiger skin, revealing most of his majestic skin, with white hair growing inch, standing upright, vigorous and powerful, exuding the smell of becoming more and more demonic as he grows older.

A pair of tiger eyes are cold and ferocious, and the realm is at the late stage of the demon.

Most of the six people behind him were wearing tiger skins, and all of them looked fierce, and they were used to being domineering at first glance.

"Among the monsters, the most famous ninth-level races are Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu and Qilin. The leading old guy is Long Yue of the White Tiger clan. I heard that not only has the three changes in the Daoxin, but also has integrated the ninth-level spiritual objects. He is the number one master in the White Tiger clan and the demon period!"

Lightning said: "The people behind him are also genius monks or strong older generations of the White Tiger clan. This race has the best talented magical powers-"

Let’s take a look, let’s introduce it.

"That team of demons should not be underestimated. One of the guys once rampant in the demon battlefield and made a huge reputation. Judging from his current situation, he is not even the leader."

After the introduction of Lightning, Long Jinyi also introduced it.

"What's your reason? Can't he give it to others? Fang Junmei, the leader, was given to him by the two of us. Although you must have lost to him, I may not have lost to him."

Gu Xijin was dissatisfied with his mouth as poisonous as ever.

Everyone laughed.

Long Jinyi had a dark face, and was lazy to pay attention to him and continued to introduce him.

As time goes by, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and more and more teams are coming.

Some people obviously come to join in the fun, and their realm is only in the middle and middle stages. Maybe they only look forward to finding opportunities halfway through the road or picking some cheaper ones. Of course, there are also teams that need to be paid attention to. I won’t mention them in detail one by one for now.

The one with the most monks is of course the closest to the direction of Manyue Mountain City. There are all monks joining in the fun in all directions, and there are not many teams to join.

Many bigwigs of the ancestor level gathered there, and the juniors watched the blockbusters, which was definitely a top-notch event that was only three days away from Feng Yao.

On this day, the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth will last for life.

call--

The sound of a human sigh came from the depths of the ground, revealing a kind of smell that was like a dream, and it turned out that the world had changed.

I don’t know how many miles from underground, but I can hear clearly in every corner of the Thousand Blades Sand Sea, giving people the feeling of time traveling from eternal times.

At this moment, almost all the monks burped their spiritual consciousness deep into the ground, but no matter how they looked, they did not find the source.

However, the depths of the underground with thirty-two teams gathered, began to collapse strangely.

Boom-

An inexplicable space crack was born out of thin air, and it became bigger and bigger. A bright light burst out from it, which was golden light.

The golden light, like a blade, emerged from the cracks in the space and swept the nearby earth.

The underground world cracked and the soil fell downwards, but as soon as it fell, it was sucked and flew into the crack.

The golden light flew up again, and outside the crack of the space, a purple air storm formed. In the purple air storm, the smell of heavenly punishment was faintly heard.

The golden light like a waterfall in the storm gradually began to close again, and finally twisted into seven channels, spreading towards the ground.

roar!

The inexplicable sigh turned into a roar, but it did not seem gloomy and terrifying, but was full of the sad taste of unfulfilled ambitions.

Boom-

The earth was still collapsing wildly, being sucked into the storm, and finally entering the space crack again, heading towards the ground, getting closer and closer.

All the monks' eyes were very conscious, and when they fell on the seven rays of light, they realized that it must be the way to enter.

Pang!

Finally, the ground collapsed, and seven rays of light shone into the sky. The huge sea of ​​Thousand Blades sand seemed to bloom thirty-two golden flowers.

"Walk!"

There were many directions, and there was a loud shout!

Teams flew away, and all seven people fell into the seven lights at the same time, and then their figures gradually shrank and were sucked into the cracks in the space like the soil.

If the time is different and there is a slight difference, it is still there, just that I can’t get in and have to fall back.

"I insist on entering!"

At the side of the passage closest to the Moon Mountain City, someone shouted unyieldingly.

Just listening to this tone, you will know that you are definitely a cultivator of the ancestral level, and you will quickly sweep away the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator.

Immediately, an old man who was emitting a powerful monster aura, who should have stepped into one of the lights.

The old man looked extremely ugly, his whole face and skin seemed to be in decay, red and black, and fin-like whiskers, as if he was a half-human and half-fish-like monster, which made people creepy.

"It's Yuan Ming Ancestor of the Fu Kun clan, and he's here too!"

Someone recognized it immediately.

The Fructus Kun clan, another ninth-level monster race, is much smaller than the five major races of the Blue Dragon and White Tiger.

Everyone looked at the ancestor Yuanming with their spiritual gaze together.
Chapter completed!