Lord of the Desert

Chapter 438: Benevolence
On the same day, one hour later.

Feiyan Pass.

Inside and outside the remaining pass, swarms of black insects swarmed towards the east like a flowing plague.

The half moon was hanging high in the sky, casting corners of silver on the dark tide, like the surface of a moonlit sea.

Hong Fan circled under the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, avoiding interference from flying insects, and locked onto five fat, multi-legged insects the size of bull elephants one by one.

These giant insects were covered in soft leather shells, the colors rippled slightly as they moved, half like soil and half like a fortress. They were lying on a soft sedan made of soldier insects, crawling slowly under the protection of thousands of real insects.

There are a huge number of soldier insects, and the sub-insects are endless to kill, and the seemingly stupid and incompetent commander insects below are the key to the insect tide.

Although the target had been confirmed, Hong Fan did not rush to act.

According to Xiao Chu's intelligence, there are differences between individual commander insects, and the command capacity is approximately ten to thirty commander insect teams.

Considering that more than ten thousand real insects have been scattered in Guanzuo, there cannot be only five handsome insects hiding here.

As he thought this, he glided along with the wind and hid in a low rain cloud.

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At the same time, more than fifty miles to the east.

Gu Yixin sat on a rock facing the wind, leaning on his gun with one hand, his eyes fixed on the swarm of insects that were gradually waking up from hibernation several miles away.

A hundred meters to the north, Wei Yuanbai sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, his black hair flying, his clothes sticking to him in the wind, outlining the bony outline of his half-body.

After the short slope on the east side, Xiao Chu, carrying the chaos realm on his back, led more than 200 selected elite soldiers to march steadily in the thick darkness - those selected for this battle were at least at the Penetration Realm, so there was no need to light torches even though it was completely dark.

"They can clearly see us approaching. If they don't retreat now, it means they are also in the formation."

The person who spoke was Zhou Wenyang.

He put one hand across his waist and the other behind his back and walked to Gu Yixin.

"The two tree god guards who came from the east this time, the strong one is named 'Zhe Lei' and the swift one is named 'Han Yun'. The former is fierce and powerful, and the latter is extremely fast. They are the best in the Yuanci Realm. In addition, we still don't know whether the rebel of Fantian Society can exert his full ability."

"Counting these two thousand real insects, if you were not here, I would not have allowed Your Highness to act recklessly."

He introduced himself in a condescending tone, and there seemed to be a hint of goodwill in his words.

Gu Yixin nodded vaguely, holding the pistol in his hand and combing the newly replaced red tassel with his fingertips, his expression calm.

"This kind of battle is no small matter even for us. Realm, cultivation, wealth, fame and fortune, everything is at stake between life and death, yet you seem to be absent-minded."

Zhou Wenyang smiled when he saw him like this.

"You are wrong; my heart is here, but you are not."

Ancient meaning and new answer.

"Why?"

Zhou Wenyang suppressed his smile.

"Let the past go and wait for the future to come; keep your mind in the present and external evil will disappear."

The red tassel is straightened in a new way with ancient style, and the spear is placed across the knee.

"If you don't know the past or the future, wouldn't that mean you are completely clueless?"

Zhou Wenyang frowned and retorted.

"No. The mind stays in the present moment, just like you and I can see the other side when we sit here. Although we know it, we are not worried. Once the mind loses its position, the spirit loses its master, and worries naturally arise."

Gu Yixin explained.

Zhou Wenyang was silent for a moment, as if he had some feeling: "Is this the truth you realized, or is it a martial arts proverb in the Buzhi Vajra Sutra?"

"It's in the martial arts canon. I was roughly like that before I started practicing martial arts, but I don't know how to explain it clearly."

Ancient style with a new twist.

"I heard that after you made it to the third list, your family is still farming in Maoyan?"

Zhou Wenyang asked again.

Gu Yixin shook his head: "Yes, there are still some fields, and they are not completely abandoned. But after I was listed on the Tianjiao List, my family has been flooded with gifts. I can no longer say that I make a living from the fields."

"When one person achieves enlightenment, all his family members will benefit from it. This is what it means."

Zhou Wenyang smiled knowingly.

"What about the future? Do you plan to pass on your skills to your children and grandchildren? The Buzhi Vajra Sutra is slightly more famous than the Red Sun Sutra, but it's not easy to keep..."

As he spoke, he seemed to be thinking of something else, and his brows began to furrow.

After waiting for a moment, he realized that no one responded, so he turned to look at Gu Yixin and found that the other person was looking at him.

"The future is the future, but your heart has already been mixed up in it."

Gu Yixin said softly.

Zhou Wenyang was stunned, his face embarrassed and he stopped talking.

After a moment, the main formation was complete.

The time has come.

Zhou Wenyang seemed to have been patient for a long time and was the first to go into battle.

At that time, red light rose like clouds, and a loud and powerful sound came from it.

"Zhe Lei, come and fight."

When Chixia approached the insect swarm, a strong wind suddenly blew, and a giant god with prominent horns broke through the wall from the darkness.

The collision of red and green created huge specks of light as big as a building.

After the two of them, another white rainbow rose from the insect swarm and pressed through the air; seeing this, Wei Yuanbai turned into a beam of green flame and shot out, meeting them head-on.

Xiao Chu was holding a sword and shield, and was about to give Guyi Xinzuo some final instructions, but he saw him flying away with his pike in his hand as fast as an arrow.

Thousands of meters of sky, just in a moment.

The gun was fired, making a hole in the side of the insect's head.

On the surface of the colorful compound eyes, a sudden flash of golden light froze the young man's silhouette, and then when the green blood spurted out, he rushed into the night like a white bird.

The gun body rotated and cut open the soldier insect's carapace.

Lean in, speed up.

Outside the short spear, Vajrabodhi urged it to the extreme, shaping a three-meter-long golden blade shadow; with a gentle rotation of his wrist, the head of the second general insect fell silently.

Golden light shot into the formation in a straight line, engraving into the countless compound eyes that were focused on it.

Then the seven insect soldiers collapsed into fourteen petals at the same time, returning the green they had plundered along the way to the soil.

The atmosphere trembled in the roar.

The friction sound of the spear blades continued, like drops of honey falling into Gu Yixin's ears, making him smile with ease. Once in Huaiyang State, the wind was so disgusting.

But now the evil wind has gone, there should be a new wind between heaven and earth, so that the world can breathe, freedom can be tangible, and the mountains and rivers can have messengers...

In the vast swarm of insects, the ancient and new ideas were galloping in all directions, and I felt that I had returned to my hometown many years ago. There was no martial arts or time, but it was different from that time.

He felt himself becoming duller, yet sharper.

The third head split the insect's face in two and pounced forward.

The light produced by "The Buzhi Vajra Sutra" became purer and purer.

Driven by the handsome insect from a distance, the real insects shot out a bunch of flying thorns at an astonishing speed and density, but they could not hurt Gu Yixin.

The killing was as smooth as a song, until a dragon-shaped lightning was thrown from the air and was blocked by the gun blade.

The shattered light shattered like a snake, exploding into balls of purple light.

"The best among spearmen, his reputation is well-deserved."

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The person who spoke was a man in a black robe.

He stood with his hands behind his back, a strand of silver mixed in his black hair, and he had probably been hiding in the swarm of insects before.

"I originally wanted to kill the arrogance of 'Red Sky' with a sudden attack, but I didn't expect that I would face you."

The man in black robe first looked at Gu Yixin's face, and then at his gun.

But it seems that there is nothing to see in either of them.

"My name is Xiao Tanghuang, and I am the thirteenth king..."

He was just about to introduce himself when he saw Gu Yixin instantly thrust out his gun. He quickly controlled the lightning with his hands and hung it on the gun like a long rope.

"There is really no need for you and me to fight."

Xiao Tanghuang said in a deep voice.

"This king knows that Fantian Society is notorious in Jiuzhou, but there are reasons for everything..."

"You want to deceive me with your lies?"

Gu Yixin drew his gun and stepped back, asking straightforwardly.

After two brief exchanges, he already knew that the other party had reached the third level of Yuanci cultivation.

The fighting was briefly paused.

"Gu Yixin, I know your reputation as a hero, but I am not so arrogant as to think I can deceive you with just a few words."

Xiao Tanghuang dispersed the lightning and sneered at himself.

"It's just that the lies of those insects in the capital are easily exposed, and they can't withstand the sword of the wise. In the twelfth year of the Manifestation of the Holy Spirit, Dahua was in its heyday. The youngest son of Emperor Shun was nameless and powerless, but he was able to gather thirteen princes to raise an army and do what it takes to win the king and defeat the bandits..."

"Can you believe such a ridiculous statement?"

He spoke at a very fast pace.

"Why don't you believe it?"

Gu Yixin asked back, his hands stabbing continuously.

Xiao Tanghuang blocked and retreated, and in a few breaths, the two of them were several miles away from the battlefield.

"The throne is noble, but how can it compare to being a Martial Saint? I will not say anything else. If it were just for the power of an ordinary person, how could I force the two Martial Saints of the Xiao family to sever their ties and fight to death, so that the three families would split the land and establish their own borders?"

He could hardly suppress his hatred when he said this.

"How could anyone in the world know that Zulong was different?"

Xiao Tanghuang gritted his teeth and spoke, his hair standing on end.

"In the Dragon Palace of the Divine Capital, the evildoers of the dynasty are colluding with the Thousand-Eyed Demon God to commit heinous crimes! For the past two hundred years, everything we have done was done out of necessity..."

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Gu Yixin kept silent and smashed down with his spear.

"Do you think I'm lying?"

Xiao Tanghuang held it with his bare hands, his eyes flashing with sternness.

"I am a reckless person and not good at detecting lies. From what I can hear, you sound sincere."

Gu Yixin frowned and said seriously.

"But I have never seen Zulong, but I have seen with my own eyes how you, Fantian Society, killed your own people and exterminated them."

As he spoke, the strength in his hands did not decrease, and the tip of the spear rubbed against the purple lightning net, producing streaks of electricity.

"Stupid! How can the importance of the Ancestral Dragon be weighed down by common people?"

Xiao Tanghuang was furious, and purple light surged in his eyes.

"Without Zulong, our clan wouldn't be where we are today, and there won't be a tomorrow either. And how can you practice martial arts? How can you be so ignorant of the importance of things?"

He cursed, then forced himself to suppress his anger and soften his words.

"I have said so much because I feel sorry for you. Everyone says that the spear master is the most outstanding talent in Jiuzhou in recent years. If he dies young like this, wouldn't it be a disgrace?"

At this moment, true energy continuously gushed out from Xiao Tanghuang's palms, transforming into dark lightning that tore through the night sky, demonstrating the terrifying amount of true energy in the "Purple Sky Dragon Transformation Sutra" that suppressed the world.

The sky and earth sank into a purple sea.

The light golden glow emitted by Vajrabodhi was like a waning moon floating in it.

"I am from Maoyan. In these two months, from Maoyan City to Feiyan Pass, I can't count how many people have died..."

Gu Yixin lowered his eyes and gazed at the forest that was wriggling like seaweed at the bottom of the purple sea.

"Do you feel sorry for them?"

With a swish, he swung his gun and pointed it straight ahead.

The red tassel was soaked in green blood, trembling in the evening breeze.

Xiao Tanghuang stared at the cold light at the tip of the gun, seemed to have understood something, and stopped arguing.

"Gun Master, huh."

He sighed softly and swung out the thunder.

"You are not a great person, and you disappoint others."

The purple sea suddenly boiled, surrounded from all sides, and then penetrated by a golden light.

In the dark night, two arcs of light, one golden and one purple, penetrated into the wilderness. After colliding several times, they split into the sky at ninety degrees.

(End of this chapter)