Chapter 689 Blood stained yellow sand

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"Who are you, pretending to be a ghost?"

Xu Xiu stretched out his hand to take a shot, and the silver gun nailed to the ground let out a long roar and flew into Xu Xiu's hand. The next moment, Xu Xiu held the gun in his back, his eyes red, and stabbed into the shadow behind him.

"boom……"

With one shot, the ground within a radius of dozens of feet collapsed by an inch and turned into powder.

As the ground collapsed, a black shadow seemed to break away from Xu Xiu's shadow and emerge in the sky.

"It's you, King Luanying!" Seeing the black shadow in the sky, the red light in Xu Xiu's eyes became even brighter, and her murderous intent rose into the sky as if she had substance: "You still dare to show up?"

The black shadow in the sky, the King Luanying, said disdainfully: "Why don't you dare? You thousands of troops in northern Xinjiang can't do anything to me. How can you, just one person, do anything to me?"

Xu Xiu said this to Yanxia Sanren, and now Luanying Dharma King returns the original words.

However, Xu Xiu is not a Sanren of Yanxia. Although a Sanren of Yanxia is also a master, he is not on the list of people. He is alone and unknown. He has no courage to compete with Xu Xiu.

But Xu Xiu is different. In terms of background, Luanying Dharma King is one of the four great Dharma kings of Taiping Dao. He is the brigade commander of the Silver Spear Guard in Northern Xinjiang. Luanying Dharma King has Taiping Dao as his backer, and he has the Da Chu border army as his backing. ; In terms of strength, Luanying Dharma King is a strong master, ranked thirty on the list, but Xu Xiu is not bad either, a strong master, ranked fifty-one on the list.

In terms of realm cultivation alone, Luanying Dharma King, who is thirty on the population list, is naturally stronger than Xu Xiu, who is fifty-one on the population list. However, Xu Xiu was born in the border army and is particularly good at fighting. Furthermore, Xu Xiu, in addition to being the Spear King of the North, There is also a nickname of Madman Xu, which refers to Xu Xiu. Once Xu Xiu starts fighting with others, he will be like crazy and will not stop fighting. His self-created "Crazy Marksmanship" is even avoided by some senior experts. Less than that.

Therefore, even people who are much stronger and more powerful than Xu Xiu are not willing to fight Xu Xiu.

After all, no one would be willing to mess with a madman.

However, Luanying Dharma King provoked him.

The consequence of provoking a madman was that Xu Xiu rose up with a gun and fought with Luanying Dharma King without saying a word.

Xu Xiu has forgotten all about the Demon King's token and the secret of the Dead Sea. His current goal is to kill the King Luanying.

"boom……"

The gun light rising into the sky collided with the black shadows in the sky, and the color of the world changed.

Both of them are masters, and they are well-known on the earth rankings. The fluctuations in energy during the fight are naturally extremely terrifying. Not to mention those with lower realms, even the faces of Blood Rakshasa, Soul Seeker and others have changed dramatically.

And the fight between the two was like a signal, which completely kicked off the bloody prelude.

The sand under a person's feet suddenly became as soft as a quagmire, swallowing him up. With a muffled groan, bright red blood seeped out of the yellow sand.

A puff of smoke also surged out from the body of the person who was scattered by the smoke, covering a person nearby. A shrill scream came from the smoke. When the smoke dissipated, there was only a pile of bones left on the ground.

"Run..."

Someone yelled, and those who had been frightened fled in all directions.

Xu Rulin on the white horse swiped his spear and picked up the two fleeing people. With a flash of the gun, their bodies were torn into pieces.

But just when the two mountain and river shells were about to fall into Xu Rulin's hands, a skinny hand that was broken at the wrist came first and grabbed the two mountain and river shells.

"Little doll, this Demon King's token belongs to me!"

In the skinny palm, a mouth opened, Jie Jie laughed strangely, and flew away.

"court death!"

Xu Rulin raised his brows, with murderous intent in his eyes, and raised his gun to kill with the skinny palm.

And that palm actually displayed a set of mysterious and exquisite palm techniques. The palm techniques suddenly opened and closed, as mighty as a river, and sometimes soft and treacherous, as continuous as drizzle.

For a moment, he was on par with Xu Rulin.

And those who were hiding in the dark also appeared one after another, no longer hiding their whereabouts, and began to fight for the Demon Lord's token.

There is an old man covered in corpse spots. He exhales a breath of turbid air and dissolves the person into a puddle of corpse water;

A woman with a smile on her face stretched out her slender jade fingers and disemboweled a man;

A young boy with a male and female appearance smiled charmingly, and suddenly someone bled to death from seven orifices;

There is a woman carrying a coffin, holding the coffin with one hand, and smashing a person into a pulp;

There was a fat monk who opened his clothes and tore a man in half;

A strange man with a tiger's head and body, with red eyes, bites off a man's neck;



In a short time, those who originally had the Demon Lord's order were slaughtered to death.

Then, those who had not snatched the Demon Lord's Token were unwilling to miss the opportunity and good fortune of Demon Lord Lihentian, and began to kill each other to snatch the token. At the same time, more people heard the news and joined the fight. Rob.

Even people as powerful as Zhang Lingyang, Blood Rakshasa, Soul Searcher, Yanxia Sanren, etc. were all involved in rounds of killings and fights.

Slowly, almost everyone became red-blooded, slashing and killing everyone they met.

The originally isolated depths of the Northern Desert suddenly became a Shura field of greed and human nature.

The wind swept black clouds, the water surged, and the corpses in the yellow sand were stained with blood.

Under the Dead Sea, human heads rolled into rivers of blood, the ground was filled with corpses, and the sky was filled with souls.



Naturally, Ye Qing didn't know much about the bloody turmoil in the outside world. Even if he did, he wouldn't have time to pay attention to it.

Because he is still soaking in the water!

Yes, soak it.

After he plunged into the Dead Sea, the Dead Sea sank as if it had no buoyancy.

The Dead Sea is a clear blue without a trace of color, but the water is filled with a terrifying aura of death, which is in sharp contrast to its blue and beauty.

The further you sink, the heavier the dead air in the water becomes, several times or even dozens of times denser than the outside world.

Strangely, under the erosion of the death energy, his skin and flesh were stained with a layer of blue, like the water of the Dead Sea.

What's even more frightening is that the further down you go, the greater the pressure in the water. If you are a little weaker, your internal organs may directly break and die.

If that's the case, that's fine. The key is that there is no oxygen in the Dead Sea. With Ye Qing's current body, he can persist for more than an hour even without breathing. However, almost half an hour has passed since he entered the Dead Sea, but it seems that Looking at the boundless Dead Sea, he really didn't know how long he would stay in the Dead Sea.

Now he has two choices. One is to return the same way. It is definitely still too late to go back now, but the problem is that going back like this means that he may not have the chance to inherit the Demon Lord;

The second is to continue downward, but there will be no room for regret. In this way, there are two possibilities, good or bad, either finding the place where the Demon Lord inherits, or drowning here.

The first option is the safest, but it also means giving up this opportunity;

The second option is very risky, with half the chances of life and death. Either you will die, or you will have a chance.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Qing made a decision and moved forward.

After all, he had reached this point and he didn't want to fall short.

As for danger, what can you do without danger? If you don’t want to take risks, why come here?

Furthermore, if chance and good fortune were so easily obtained by others, it would no longer be chance and good fortune.

After making the decision, Ye Qing continued to drift with the current and sink downwards.

Time passed slowly, and Ye Qing felt severe pain in his heart and lungs, and his chest seemed to explode. This was a sign of lack of oxygen.

He knew that he was almost at his limit now, and if he still couldn't find the place where the Demon Lord's inheritance was located, he would definitely die.

But now he has no retreat and has no choice but to move forward.