The whole city was shattering, and countless sand and gravel fell one after another. However, at the same time, many subtle sand flows deep underground formed thin lines, flying towards the sky at an astonishing speed.

"I am from the Jingsha Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty."

The blind sword master's voice rang.

Yuan Taoist nodded.

The sudden opening of the Tianmen and the sand flew backwards, which is the characteristic of the practitioners of the Jingsha Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

No one knows how the secret techniques of the Jingsha Sect are used, but with these fine sands flying back into the sky, they can often change the climate of an area and even form sandstorm vortexes, just like today, changing the pressure of the entire Tianluo Ancient City.

The Taoist Yuan was not aware of the method of Jingsha Sect, but many years ago, he heard He Xiuxing talk about it. As long as these sand lines flying backwards into the sky continue, practitioners of Jingsha Sect can maintain such a method.

Since that's the case, he just broke the sandwich.

He seemed to just nodded and did nothing, but a huge thunder sounded from many points in his body.

boom!

There was a loud bang in the sky.

A mountain-like vitality flew from nowhere, and instantly tangled violently into a ball, stretching into a stick.

This giant stick, which was completely formed by vitality, did not fall to the ground, but directly hit a blow in the sky.

A circle of terrifying flames spread like a tide in the sky with a huge roar.

Everything in the world seemed to be shaking.

All the straight sand lines twisted in an instant, then dissipated, turning into a fluffy of dust.

"Thunder sound baguette, this is the method of Longmen Buddha Sect."

The qi sea of ​​Tiandu Light had loosened, and her true energy suppressed by secret techniques also thawed like a glacier with this shock, gradually flowing through her meridians. She looked at the fluffy dust and knew that her previous judgment was correct. When she reached a certain level, she could understand all the real Dharmas. I am afraid that the secret techniques of many sects, even if they had only read the classics and had never practiced them, would probably be used at will.

"Let's go."

At this time, in this collapsed city, all the ascetic monks gathered in one place, and there was a mass of air floating outside their bodies. In such a fighting technique, even if no party deliberately regarded them as enemies, every breath they stayed here would cost to consume a large amount of true energy. At this moment, several of them had already felt that these tribes had left them a passage to leave.

Among the countless chaotic airflows, a clear path of light appeared in their perception.

If you cannot do anything, this is the code of conduct that the surviving clan has been doing for many years.

In the eyes of the woman in huge clothes, although these ascetics were loyal to the Demon Sect, these ascetics also had their own principles in their actions, so she could respect these people and exchange them for equal respect in the future.

However, in the words of Jiange, there are few compromises.

He Xiuxing would rather die with Shen Yue than change his plans and wishes. Therefore, for Yuan Taoist, if he could not leave safely, he would not allow anyone to leave safely.

The strange force field formed by the sand lines has been broken by him, but in his perception, countless silver ravens are flying.

In his sight, there were only those blurred dust and strange starlight, but those non-existent ravens were filled with his perception.

He remembered the route to rush into the city, but he knew very well at this time that if he rushed out according to the route in his memory, he would definitely lose his direction.

But if he would be lost and feel trapped in this city, he would never allow anyone to leave, even the survivors of these formations.

He fell to the ground.

The broken walls around him fell to the ground one after another, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The city collapsed at least dozens of feet down. When the smoke and dust soared into the sky, even the stars and the sky were covered.

But the children who fell to the ground together were wrapped in his energy and cried without fear, because these children were surprised to see that many crystal-like airfoils appeared around Yuan Daoren's body.

Each crystal radius is like a thin stripped sheet on a glacier, reflecting all the surrounding scenery like a mirror.

These crystal radiators were frozen around Yuan Dao Ren's body for several breaths, and then flew out in all directions.

Silent and scream...

Countless sounds of breaking through the air sounded.

Countless vital energy rolled like giant dragons in a space of more than ten miles.

Those silver ravens still exist in the perception of the Taoist Yuan, but at this time, even in the perception of the ascetic monks and the survivors, the glowing passage had disappeared.

In their perception, in this collapsed city, in the sky in all directions, it seemed that there were suddenly many floating hills.

These hills continue to change with the chaotic wind flow, forming overlapping mountains.

Those floating hills do not exist, but the rapid changes make everyone's perception less real. But the key is that with the violent flow of air, as the hill that originally stood on the ground collapsed into the ground for dozens of feet in an instant, amid the countless rumbling echoes, a real sandstorm has formed in this dead sea of ​​sand.

The sky curtain on one side first turned yellow, then as more salt crystals rose, it turned into a colorful turbid color, and then turned into a real sandstorm, like countless camels running wildly among them, sweeping over.

All the ascetic monks who were lost in their way out sat cross-legged indifferently. As they chanted, the breath of their bodies was connected, but it was only a matter of a few breaths that the sandstorm had buried their lower bodies.

Somewhere in the sandstorm, the black coffin that was walking before was still and gradually accumulated by sand and dust. The old man sitting on the black coffin was not stained with dust.

The man in huge clothes walked to the side of the black coffin at this time.

The bigger the clothes, the more you have a ride.

The man was floating and about to fly at this time, but it was always like an invisible rope that tied him firmly to this black coffin.

This man in huge clothes, the old man on the black coffin, and the woman in huge clothes who was unknown at this time are the three giants in the surviving clan, but the Miao Zhen Realm is the Miao Zhen Realm. Even if you are sure of the other party's perception at this time, it will finally be disturbed. Before the man is ready to take action, the man must come to the black coffin, and there must be the guardian of the old man.

Otherwise, he would still be worried that the one-armed Taoist would sense his existence from a long distance and kill him.

The man's hands slowly raised up.

The huge clothes on his body began to shine.
Chapter completed!