Escape from the desert with aura: I am the only native in the whole family

Chapter 734 Gui Xun, you are unlucky to meet me

The measuring ruler is good at facing the wind, and it changed into a hundred feet in an instant, and hit the dancing iron chain straight.

Seeing this, Gui Xun's pupils shrank, and he retracted the iron chain with all his strength, but it still collided with the measuring ruler, and delicate electric sparks formed lightning and hit the center of the field.

Ah Jiu didn't come to kill people, so he took back the measuring ruler in an instant.

The opponent's iron chain was like a dragon retracting into the hole, and it instantly retracted to Gui Xun's shoulder.

I never dreamed that I would meet a difficult person in the first round of the first game, so how difficult it is for so many sects to win the championship in the last round.

Thinking of this, Gui Xun jumped up and muttered something.

The coffin board behind him suddenly opened,

A puff of black air emerged from the middle, and a shriveled corpse suddenly stood up, and suddenly opened its eyes to reveal a red light.

Ah Jiu was slightly taken aback. From behind the shriveled corpse in the black air, she saw thousands of troops covered in black armor and emitting black air slowly approaching her.

Seeing that Ah Jiu was about to be enveloped by Yin soldiers, she said calmly:

"Gui Xun, I know that your Yinshan Sect can refine corpses, but you are a blood corpse. If I break it for you, you may be backlashed."

Seeing the Yin soldiers attacking, Meng Jiu'er leaped back more than ten feet:

"Sprinkle beans into a soldier!"

Seeing the ghost, Meng Jiu'er quietly grabbed a few peanuts and sprinkled them on the ground. The peanuts turned into colorful roosters, flapping their wings and heading towards the black air.

"It's like throwing beans into chickens, haha..."

"When did this Zixiao Palace cultivate such a master?"

There are always different opinions in the seats.

Gui Xun held the sword finger of his right hand in his left hand, and said with a sneer, "You think that a masculine animal like a rooster can defeat my most yin and cold yin soldiers."

Meng Jiuer's eyes were clear and her face was calm: "Chicken can't do it, but chicken blood..."

As soon as these words came out, Gui Xun's pupils shrank, and he muttered something in his mouth with two fingers forming swords.

Meng Jiuer mobilized her mind: "Break!"

The boiling roosters exploded immediately, and the black air and red chicken blood mixed together in an instant.

The red rays of light seem to be competing with the black air again.

Seeing the opponent's sword fingers trembling, the red light is getting bigger and bigger, like the morning light breaking through the dense clouds.

The corpse in the coffin lay down suddenly, and Gui Xun's expression became more and more ugly.

Ah Jiu waved his sleeves and looked down at the peanuts in his hands.

At the same time, the black air dissipated, everyone watched Gui Xun kneeling on the ground, the place was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Sixi suddenly stood up and applauded: "Junior Sister, you have won!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the audience was mobilized.

But he suddenly raised his eyes, stared at Meng Jiuer with blood-red eyes, and jumped up suddenly: "Hmph, this is just a side dish - Patriarch Yinshan helped the disciple!"

With a loud shout, thick black air rose from behind the ghost animal, and the black air gathered and did not disperse, forming the appearance of a huge and incomparably old man.

The eyes are like the sun and the moon, and the whole body covers half of the sky, making the ghosts and animals floating in mid-air look as small as buildings.

"Drink...!" The humanoid old man opened his mouth slightly and let out a deep roar, and everyone present immediately covered their ears.

A shocking force came straight to Meng Jiu'er, only to feel a tightness in his chest and retreat uncontrollably, Ah Jiu rolled over and backed away.

When she landed, Meng Jiu'er covered her heart and put her feet on the ground in a lunge. She looked up at the sky abruptly, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Little boy, how about inviting the patriarch's spiritual sense!"

With a kick on his back foot, his body shot straight towards Gui Xun like an off-string arrow, and the measuring ruler in his hand was good at facing the wind, booming...

The coffin board shattered immediately, and the corpse inside was blown far away.

Raise the measuring ruler again and hit the corpse: "Burn it in peace!"

Ghost Xun, who was floating in the air, shrank his pupils and cried out that it's not good, he was seen through.

Said it was too fast, Meng Jiuer didn't give Gui Xun a chance to think, and jumped towards the phantom old man behind Gui Xun:

"Beat the gods on the measuring scale and beat the nine ghosts and beasts on the bottom, accept the move!"

The people in the auditorium stood up silently, and even Yaoyao opened her mouth wide.

Sixi faltered for a long time before squeezing out a few words from her throat: "Measure—the ruler of heaven, hit the magic whip."

(End of this chapter)