The canyon is deep and dangerous peaks stand tall.
Hundreds of deserters rushed into the Black Wind Valley like a rushing stream of water.
Dozens of pursuers followed.
Now is the time when autumn and winter alternate, the weather is dry and the climate is changeable. In the afternoon, when the sun shines directly, the canyon is steaming with heat. When the sun goes down, the cold air rises and strong winds rise from the ground. Then the aura in the valley rolls and roars like giant waves that are constantly hitting the reef.
Such an environment is not surprising to the monks who have been practicing in Black Wind Valley all year round. As long as you keep your mind close and keep circulating in your body, you won't be too disturbed by the outside world. However, if the spiritual energy is released and the spell is released, the effect will be greatly reduced.
A group of remnant soldiers gathered together to build a defensive shield. After entering the valley, they collided with the manic spiritual energy mixed with the Yuan Magnetic Black Stone, and immediately stimulated a large area of colorful light, wrapping everyone in it. Looking from a distance, it is very dazzling and mysterious.
However, the people inside were miserable, feeling that the magic circle was already shaky and difficult to maintain.
Sha Tongtian came forward again.
His target this time was a white-clothed disciple in the formation. This kind of inner sect disciple who was born in Yunxiao Sect has a wealth that is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary family disciples. Since everything grabbed on the battlefield belongs to him, he naturally looks for someone with a lot of money and water.
So he struck with an axe, and with the blessing of the dragon-patterned robe, the blow was electric and unstoppable, and immediately opened a two-foot-wide gap in the protective shield. Then he stretched out his hand and squeezed, and the unlucky inner disciple died without a word, and was immediately caught out of the formation.
The body was thrown to the bottom of the valley, but the storage bag remained in his hand.
The whole process was neat and tidy.
Every time this happens, the crack will quickly recover, protecting the remaining people again.
But this time, Sha Tongtian's blow became the last straw that broke the protective formation.
…
"boom!"
The defensive shield that was already struggling under the violent spiritual energy suddenly shattered!
Hundreds of monks were instantly like women who had been stripped of all their clothes, exposed in front of a powerful enemy without any precautions!
Immediately, except for a few Zifu monks, the rest swayed downwards one by one.
Low-level monks simply cannot fly normally in such an environment.
"Hahaha, kill it -" Sha Tongtian shouted excitedly, killing a disciple who fell beside him, and gained another storage bag.
His eyes wandered around greedily, looking for more valuable prey.
In the chaos, a purple-robed monk raised his arms and shouted: "Fellow disciples, please disperse and flee! Head towards the mouth of the valley, don't stop!"
The shouts immediately attracted Sha Tongtian's attention.
He knew this man. Fan Baizhi, another elder of the Fan family in the late Zifu period, had served as the Yunxiao Sect's envoy in Shazhou for a period of time, and he had some friendship with him. Of course, it's just a superficial friendship.
After the Tianji Peak was breached, the loot collected was not too much. Could it be that the rest are hidden in this person?
Sha Tongtian's eyes flashed.
"Nephew Bai," he shouted loudly, "Your brother has already surrendered, so why bother fighting with a trapped beast? For the sake of our acquaintance, if you just surrender, I will protect you from death, hahaha !”
While persuading, he approached the opponent, and the hand holding the ax quietly gathered strength.
"Bah!" Fan Baizhi's expression changed and he said angrily: "Don't mention that traitor again! My Fan family shares weal and woe with the Yunxiao Sect, how can we betray our master and ask for glory?"
"Sha Tongtian," he continued, "Yunxiao Sect has always treated you well. Every year when it recruits disciples, it will give Shazhou extra places and rarely ask you to pay tribute. For such generous conditions, you are not grateful. It’s just a matter of establishing a country without authorization, but you are still fighting against your old master. How can you feel at ease when you do this? Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”
Sha Tongtian was furious.
Because of his status as a former vassal of the Yunxiao Sect, he was looked down upon many times in the coalition forces, and he has always been hated in his heart. Fan Baizhi was so stubborn that he mentioned this matter again, which was an offense against him!
"Fan, if you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty! Today next year will be your kid's death anniversary!"
After saying that, Sha Tongtian raised the crescent moon mountain ax and swung it towards the opponent's head.
After he entered the practice, he practiced hard for a period of time, and his strength was much stronger than that of ordinary Jindan practitioners. This fourth-level mid-level ax was as light and nimble as an embroidery needle in his hand, and the strong wind it brought was as powerful as a huge wave, and it was indestructible.
Fan Bazhi did not dare to resist, so he turned around and ran away.
His movement skills were extremely skillful. Although his cultivation level was a big level lower, he had narrowly avoided several of the opponent's killing moves.
After a few breaths, Sha Tongtian became impatient. At this moment, the pursuers were killing each other and snatching property. How could he spend too much time on this man?
He frowned, took off the gourd from his waist with some pain, and slapped it hard. A large ball of dark brown sand spurted out from the mouth of the pot, covering Fan Bazhi overwhelmingly.
This sand is called Shuosu, which is a spiritual material with dual attributes of metal and earth. It is as big and shaped as burrs and has an extremely hard texture. No matter how solid the skin is, after it is scratched by this object, it can be a trace at best, or a blood line at worst. Especially when tens of thousands of people gather together, they are like man-eating ants, able to scrape away an intact person in an instant, leaving only the bones.
It took Sha Tongtian a hundred years of hard work to accumulate enough soil in Shazhou. After being refined through the thick earth gourd in his hand, these indestructible burrs also have a trapping effect. Once enveloped by them, it is extremely difficult to escape. .
This was the treasure he kept at the bottom of the box. In order to make a quick decision and steal Fan Bazhi's belongings as quickly as possible, he didn't care about so much.
The lethality of Shuotu is immediate.
In the long yellow sand, screams came from time to time. They were quite loud at first. After a while, they were breathless. After a few breaths, there was no sound anymore.
Sha Tongtian put away the gourd. Most of Shuotu returned to their original place under the control of divine consciousness, but one or two percent were swept away without a trace by the violent spiritual energy, which made him heartbroken.
Looking ahead, a humanoid skeleton was falling rapidly.
Sha Tongtian reached out and grabbed the magic weapons and rings on the skull one by one. This soil is extremely harmful to the physical body, but has almost no damage to metal objects.
Then with a thought, he erased the damaged restrictions on the ring, and found that there were mountains of spiritual stones, magic weapons, pills, etc. inside, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed!
At this moment, the warning sign suddenly appeared!
"Cang!" The sound of the impact of heavy objects shocked the mind, followed by the old man's angry cry:
"Thief, please accept your fate——"
Two square copper hammers magnified sharply in front of his eyes.
Sha Tongtian suddenly woke up and hurriedly got out of the way. The copper hammer grazed his right shoulder and passed by, bringing up a large cloud of blood.
"ah--"