"This ghost place is much hotter than outside." The green-haired one-eyed man wearing the uniform of a Sanwang Palace disciple raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"No, it's almost making me feel hot." The bald man's head was shiny and covered with sweat. He waved his long sleeves, relying only on the little breeze from the fan to dispel the burning sensation all over his body.
Walking behind the two people was a man who was also wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Sanwang Palace. He had a sword across his waist, a wine bottle in his hand, and a cross scar on his forehead. He raised his head and glanced at the girl in black skirt who was walking in the front. Said: "Stop whining and follow up quickly."
Another man walking beside the swordsman man, who was carrying a long sword, a black cloth wrapped around his neck, and a wine bottle, added: "That's right, that's right. Our mission here is not ordinary. After completing this deal, You don’t have to worry about food and drink anymore.”
The man walking behind the two swordsmen, carrying a broad-bladed sword on his back, said: "I heard from others that there are many treasures in this place, and it is no less dangerous than outside."
There was an eight-foot-tall man with a round face and a flat head next to him with a broad-bladed knife on his back. His rough voice sounded: "Are we going to hunt for treasures now? Or are we going to kill people?"
The green-haired one-eyed man looked back at him and said, "Do you still need to ask? This time the employer's identity is too big, so naturally we have to act on their words."
"As for the treasures here, let others collect them for us first. When the time comes, they will all be ours sooner or later."
Several people looked at each other with cunning smiles on their faces.
Boom~
At this moment, a huge roar came from nowhere, and the gravel on the ground gradually "jumped".
The green-haired one-eyed man asked in confusion: "What is the sound?"
"What is that?!" The bald man pointed forward, his pupils widening involuntarily.
Because, he saw a moving sea of blood on the sand dunes in the distance, rushing towards where they were standing.
After a moment, they noticed that what was rushing towards them was not a sea of blood, but a swarm of crazy blood ants that were flowing like a river.
The previous ground shaking was also caused by them. It is hard to imagine how many blood ants acted at the same time to cause such a violent shock.
With a body as big as a grain of rice, the blood ants are densely packed, covering up the gravel on the ground. The blood ants are connected from front to back, and at a glance, there is no end in sight.
The blood ants that were the first to walk down the sand dune were already in front of everyone, but the blood ants on the sand dunes in the distance were still moving quickly.
Even if they were wandering on the verge of death all day long and killing a lot of people, their scalp would feel numb when they saw this scene in front of them.
The bald man Lin Diao said with blazing eyes: "Brother, these things... seem to be the legendary crazy blood ant colony!"
The goshawk with a cross scar on his forehead and the sparrowhawk with a black cloth wrapped around his neck immediately pulled out the swords at their waists, as if they were ready for battle.
The red-bellied eagle's palm immediately reached for the handle of the knife behind his back, holding the handle of the broad-bladed knife in his hand, with the blade lying horizontally in front of him.
The majestic gray-faced vulture twisted its neck, its fingertips clicked, and its face showed a look of joy.
They have been hanging out outside the deserted sand ruins all year round. Although they have never been to the real deserted sand ruins, they have heard about the crazy blood ant colony from other people.
Moreover, they also heard that the crazy-blooded ant colony had killed many talented disciples in the Liangcheng forces. They considered themselves no worse than those people. When they encountered the crazy-blooded ant colony today, they naturally wanted to have a good fight.
They wanted to see whether the crazy blood ant colony that killed several Liangcheng geniuses was as powerful as the rumors said, and whether it was an invincible existence.
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Xian Qingfeng was surrounded by many ancient corpses. He stretched out his right arm and bent his fingers half-grip. The long sword inserted in the gravel seemed to sense it and immediately flew into his right palm.
Seeing that he had a weapon, Qiliang immediately kicked the coffin lid off the coffin beside him and summoned the ancient corpse in the coffin. The ancient corpse he summoned was higher than other ghost sect disciples in terms of aura and state. Summoned ancient corpse.
The realm of the ancient corpse summoned by Qiliang has reached the fifth realm of reincarnation, which is equal to the realm of Xian Qingfeng. The disciples of the ghost sect around him have injected the vitality that can only be condensed in the realm of reincarnation into the ancient corpse, in order to Control ancient corpses to fight.
Clang, clang, clang!
Before the ancient corpse controlled by the disciples of the Ghost Sect could make a move, the sharp swords, flying knives, daggers and other weapons formed by the Spirit Source Stone all flew towards Xian Qingfeng.
After a dense collision, the weapons that attacked Xian Qingfeng were chopped into pieces, and his body was filled with red and blue liquid energy.
More than a dozen ancient corpses from the Third Realm of Reincarnation jumped up and attacked Xian Qingfeng from different positions. Upon closer inspection, another circle of ancient corpses appeared out of thin air above the dozen or so ancient corpses.
Xian Qingfeng held the hilt of the sword with both hands and inserted the blade into the sand, and a strong vitality spread around.
The disciples of the Ghost Sect took a few steps back. The ancient corpse in the air paused for a moment. All limbs and legs flew away.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Ancient corpses with mutilated limbs, accompanied by flying stumps, landed one after another.
At this moment, a semicircular killing array trapped him, and red and blue dots slowly appeared on the barrier wall within the array, followed by thousands of penetrating rays of light. Shoot at Xian Qingfeng inside the formation.
Boom~
The killing array disappeared, sand and gravel flew across the sky, and thick billowing dust and smoke immediately appeared in everyone's sight.
Seeing Xian Qingfeng being hit from the front, the Ghost Sect disciples and the Spirit Clan disciples all showed joy on their faces.
The dust and smoke dissipated, and the crunching sound of gravel underfoot was heard. Everyone's expressions changed, and their eyes clearly saw the purple light flashing in the remaining dust and smoke, and a blurry figure slowly walked out of it.
Qiliang smiled flatly and said, "That's interesting."
Xian Qingfeng's face remained unchanged, and there was no blood flowing out of his body. The only change was that the purple light emitting from the sword in his hand became more dazzling.
This also means that the disciples of the two major sects have completely angered him, and the real battle has just begun. . . . . .
Zhufeng lifted Ziyang who was lying on the ground, Qiu Qianqian, Xiaohai and others rushed over immediately.
Xiaohai walked to Ziyang's side and asked with concern: "Brother Ziyang, how are you?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Zi Yang's face turned pale, and he shook his head in a panic. He was obviously frightened by Xian Qingfeng's punch just now.
For the first time, he felt that death was only one step away from him. If Zhufeng hadn't come to save him, he would have been dead by now.
This also made him realize that a strong person in the Reincarnation Realm was indeed not someone he, a Qi Flow Realm monk, could challenge. A casual punch from the opponent would be enough to kill him.
Qiu Qianqian said angrily: "I told you just now to protect yourself, but the result is good. You dare to hit someone before they hit you."
Zi Yang said: "He attacked my friend, and I couldn't stay out of it, so..."
Before he finished speaking, Qiu Qianqian interrupted him and said, "So you rushed forward? You think your life is too long and you want to die?"
Zi Yang didn't dare to look at her, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm not doing well."
"Look at him." Qiu Qianqian pointed her green finger at him and turned to look at Hua Yao, who was standing behind her without saying a word.
Hua Yao said with a cold face: "If he wants to die, he can just die. There is nothing to persuade him."
Facing Hua Yao's merciless accusation, Zi Yang lowered his head and said nothing more.
"Are you okay?" Jia Juesheng walked over while supporting Pei Yuan whose right arm was injured.
Pei Yuandao: "My right arm is just a little numb, it's nothing serious."
Zi Yang heard the conversation between the two and hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Pei Yuan, is the injury serious?"
Pei Yuan shook his head and smiled: "It's no big deal. On the contrary, you really shocked me just now."
Zi Yang smiled and replied: "Luckily Zhufeng was here just now, otherwise my life would have been lost here."
Jia Juesheng said from the bottom of his heart: "Zhufeng, I've known you for so long, and this is the first time I've seen you do something serious."
"The fact that you were able to rush to save Ziyang in that situation proves that you are a very brave person and not a loser."
"You saved Ziyang, which means you saved our team, which has not yet been formed."
Zhufeng stood behind Xiaohai and Fei Xiaoyuan, his cheeks slightly red, and he said a little shyly: "We are all friends, this is what I should do."
"Jia Juesheng, that person is about to take action, what are you waiting for?!" Lu Yu, one of the disciples of the Spirit Clan, shouted to him.
Jia Juesheng immediately turned to look at Qiong Wenhuan, who was setting up the formation, and said calmly: "Don't worry. As long as I am here, his formation will not interfere with your battlefield."
After saying that, he handed Pei Yuan to Zi Yang and began to take out the spiritual source stones to arrange the formation patterns.
Ziyang held Pei Yuan's arms with both hands, looked at his pale face, and asked, "I see you don't look good. Are you really okay?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it any more, Pei Yuan stopped hiding it and said truthfully: "It's just that his right arm was broken by his power of reincarnation. It won't take a few days to recover."
Zi Yangxuan was about to turn his gaze to Qiu Qianqian's waist knife. The latter, guarding the knife with both hands, took a few steps back and stared at him with vigilant eyes.
Pei Yuan immediately stretched out his left hand and grasped Ziyang's wrist tightly, and said seriously: "We are not out of danger yet, so please don't use your blood to treat my injuries anymore."
Ziyang looked at Pei Yuan's firm eyes and stopped forcing him. He decisively gave up the idea of letting him drink his blood.
Zhufeng said: "Pei Yuan, you should follow me. With my speed and movement, no one here can catch up with me. Therefore, it is safest for you to stay with me."
Before Pei Yuan could speak, Zi Yang took the lead and said, "Zhu Feng is right. You are a burden now, so don't follow me."
Pei Yuan was amused by his words. He also knew that Zi Yang had good intentions, so he did not refuse and walked slowly towards Zhu Feng.
