Qing Ming

The cold sword edge slashed across the deserted giant hand, and it was so light that there was nowhere to exert strength, but the powerful pulling force under his body did not weaken by half. Liu Qiankun was pulled down before he even had time to break free, but he landed on the soft sand. The whole body sank rapidly, and when the gravel reached his waist, Liu Qiankun stretched out his palm and put the Sky Devouring Silver Fox into the Chaos Cauldron, then threw a red rope and shouted: "Get up!" The red rope seemed to be alive , soared into the air in response, and the huge pulling force brought his feet out.

Being in the air, I can only see the desert below boiling like a pot of boiling water, Peng!Canopy!Canopy... A wave of sand rose into the sky, and the billowing dust rose more than a hundred feet high. Liu Qiankun, who was in mid-air, could only let the God-binding rope in his hand lead him up again, barely avoiding the force of the dust. and range.

"Damn, what the hell." Liu Qiankun cursed in a low voice. If he hadn't been quick-witted just now, he might have been buried by this weird yellow sand.

Roar!

An earth-shattering roar came from under him, and waves of sand surged in all directions. An old man with white hair and a stature jumped out from the sand under Liu Qiankun. His body was astonishingly thin, and it looked like it was supported by dead tree branches. His long gray hair hung down from his head, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

"Hahaha! What a Chaos Lingbao." The man laughed wildly, raised his head, and the long hair covering his face floated back.

Hearing the sound, Liu Qiankun lowered his head and glanced at the man's face, but he took a breath in his heart. There were only a few sparse muscles on the man's face, and he had no face, and his white skin was exposed in many places. In the skull, blue veins and blood vessels are tangled in the muscles, and the swelling of the blood vessels can even be seen from the outside.Looking down, the withered muscles of the neck hang upside down on the cervical vertebrae. From one side, he can faintly see the yellow sand on the other side through his body.

That appearance was seven points more terrifying than the zombies in the Tiangang battlefield. Even though Liu Qiankun had seen many foreign objects, he was also taken aback by the old man in front of him.

"Damn, is this still a person?" Liu Qiankun felt bitter for a while, feeling that the man under him was not simple, but what he was more worried about at this moment was the gods who didn't know where they were.

"Little thing, don't you want to know where the gods who came with you are? Get out of here with me!" A deep and domineering voice sounded in Liu Qiankun's ear, carrying an undeniable power.

Liu Qiankun's heart trembled violently, he never thought that the man would say what he cared most in his heart, he gritted his steel teeth and finally threw his body into an arc of light and threw it to the ground.

Snapped!Floating on the sandy ground one zhang away from that person, Liu Qiankun put the God-binding rope on his arm and cupped his hands: "I don't know if your lord can tell the whereabouts of the fellow gods, the little god is very grateful!"

"Okay! But I ask you to ask for two things. I wonder if you can give them up?" The haggard man grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Liu Qiankun heard a hint of chill from his voice, he was on guard in his heart, and said coldly: "I don't know what your honor wants?"

"Hahaha! Let me use your body..." The man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly three times, his voice suddenly turned cold.

Boom!

Countless giant hands made of sand and gravel grabbed Liu Qiankun with the strong wind between them. When those palms were half a foot away from him, Liu Qiankun's figure suddenly disappeared in place, and Liu Qiankun's figure suddenly appeared one foot away. , the Qingming sword in his hand pointed directly at the brow of the withered man.

The sword qi pierced through the air, and he would use all his strength when he made a move. The cold sword edge was only a few inches away from the withered brow, but the man was not panicked, a ferocious smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "Send it here Can you not take it?" While speaking, he leaned his body forward, and raised his head towards the tip of the sword.

laugh!

The sword's edge passed directly through the withered man's head, as if passing through a piece of thin paper without any force. Liu Qiankun was shocked in his heart, and shook his hand to throw the rope out. After getting on the man's body, he shrank quickly, only to hear a loud bang, the man's body turned into a pile of gravel, and a cloud of yellow dust rose up, turning into a sharp light and shooting towards Liu Qiankun's face.

All this happened so fast, the speed of which could not be described with flashes of light and fire, so that Liu Qiankun only had time to change his mind.

Boom!

A sky-shattering roar sounded, and a golden figure was sent flying upside down, and the canopy fell hundreds of feet away with a sound.Chi chi... Amidst a toothache, the haggard man stepped out from the dust in the sky, with a ferocious smile on his inhuman face, looking at the dead body lying on the yellow sand hundreds of meters away. An immobile body.

He had already used [-]% of his strength for that blow just now, and he thought to himself that it was definitely not something a mere god could resist. If it wasn't for preserving this fairly satisfactory body, he would have directly blasted this little god into minced meat.

"Hahaha! With this body, I, Huanxuan, can compete with that damned armored beast..." The withered man looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with two gleams of excitement flashing in his eyes.

This person's name is Huanxuan, and he is the illusion master who controls the Yellow Sand Illusion, one of the three illusions in the Xuanhuang battlefield.The other two illusions are divided into Houtu illusion and weak water illusion, each guarded by an illusion master, but for some reason only Liu Qiankun fell into this yellow sand illusion.Huanxuan is the strongest among the three phantom masters. Every ten thousand years after finding a physical body, he will challenge the mythical beast Xuanwu tortoise guarding the Xuanhuang battlefield. The ancient god who captured them here once said that as long as they can defeat The basalt tortoise will be free and will not be restrained from now on.

For hundreds of millions of years, Huanxuan has always wanted to leave this place, but it is a pity that he has challenged the Xuanwu tortoise more than ten times, and all of them have been thrown back by him. How could he not be happy when a body carrying the top-grade chaotic spirit treasure arrived.

Liu Qiankun threw himself face down on the sand, the fatal blow just now was blocked by the Chaos Cauldron Armor and did not cause any damage to his body, but his blood was surging.At this moment, his mind was running fast, thinking about how to deal with this perverted guy who called himself Huanxuan.

Da da……

The heavy footsteps gradually approached, and Liu Qiankun, who was lying on the sand, could feel the approach of Huanxuan more clearly. Now, only by risking his life can he have a chance of survival. It became a knot entangled in his heart.

Huanxuan also seemed to know that the little god in front of him was not completely dead, so he slowed down in vain, and stopped less than a foot away from Liu Qiankun.

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