In the great desert of the sea of death, the wind howls and the black sandstorm blocks the sky, constantly changing the shape of the desert.
The ruins of Jingjue ancient city, originally blown out from the ground by sandstorm, are now buried under the endless sand sea, which is hard to find.
Deep underground, Chen Mo is still sitting cross legged among the stone walls of the magnetic mountain in zakrama. The original congenital spiritual root, which was several Zhang long, is only about one Zhang long.
On Chen Mo's face, bare arms, feet and exposed skin, all turned cyan. Under his skin, you can even see the flow of cyan blood.
As early as ten days ago, Chen Mo's wooden body had reached its peak. Now it is not far from the state of great fullness!
At the moment, on the northwest border, 200 kilometers away from Chen Mo's location, and on the edge of the desert, where people rarely visit, three young people in black tuxedos are running towards the great desert of the sea of death.
"Captain, we have entered the territory of China. Those people should not dare to come after us!" A flat headed youth with a red rose tattoo on half of his face gasped.
The middle-aged man with a blue sword in his eyebrow also gasped: "don't take it lightly. Those are not ordinary people. They can't infer from common sense!"
"Go through the desert, find the city, and you'll find the people who will meet us!"
"Hey, hey, hey..."
All of a sudden, a strange rasping laughter came from all directions.
"You can't go!"
With the sound, a young man, also wearing a black tuxedo, pale and extremely handsome, was strangely suspended in the air.
Another man, wrapped in a black robe, with only two eyes on the outside, appeared behind the three.
"I can't believe that those people paid a lot of money and invited people from the God of death to kill us!"
The middle-aged man with a blue sword in his eyebrow sneered.
"Oh, God, you know who we are! I'm sorry, I have to kill you! " Said the handsome young man in strange Chinese.
"Kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
The middle-aged man acted decisively. Before his voice fell, he had already made a move, and the whole man was flying in the air, with one palm to the handsome young man.
The other two youths were not idle. They immediately attacked the man in black in the rear.
These three people's moves are the same, decisive, fierce, and extremely concise. Obviously, they have received special training, and they should have military background.
It's just that the handsome young man is faster and appears behind the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye.
Silent, a kick to the middle-aged man after the heart.
The middle-aged man seemed to have expected that he would turn around and hit him with a fist.
Bang!
The two collided and each was shaken back.
"God, your power can even be tied with me. My God, you Chinese warriors are really amazing!"
There was an expression of extreme exaggeration on the handsome young man's face.
The middle-aged man secretly clenched his fists, pressed down the sweet blood in his throat, and said in a cold voice: "Chinese martial arts are broad and profound. Can you imagine it when you wait for evil spirits and devils?"
"Captain, let's hold them down, you go!" One of the two young men who are playing against the man in black behind jumped out of the battle circle and came to the middle-aged man.
"No, you're not their match!" The middle-aged man refused.
The young man gave a cool smile: "Captain, can you tell the difference between our two lives and the whole China
The middle-aged man's pupils shrink slightly, and a little hesitation flashed across his face.
"Let's go, leave us alone, we must take the news back!" The young man had a bright smile and a generous face.
"Good!"
The middle-aged man bit his teeth and nodded heavily.
"Try to survive!"
"Well!"
Two people look at each other, each focusing on the next head. The mission is on the shoulders of those who run away, while those who stay are defending the glory of soldiers with their lives.
"Do you want to run away? It's impossible! " The handsome young man sneered coldly, and his figure flashed in front of the middle-aged man.
"Your opponent is me!" The young man gave up his defense and burst out with all his strength. It was a totally desperate momentum.
The middle-aged man's face was full of pain and said in a low voice, "brother, take care!"
Turn around, with a mission, to the boundless desert.
"Damn, you nasty fly, I'll suck your blood!" The handsome young man let out a roar.
"Ah
"Scum, I'll fight with you!"
……
The middle-aged man ran with all his strength, and everything behind him could no longer be heard. Tears along the resolute face all the way down, fell in the arid desert, instant evaporation.
The sacrifice of two teammates won him time to escape.
"I must take the news back. I can't let them die in vain!"
Wuzhou, yanguihu villa.
In Dazhou Tianju spirit Dharma array, there is fog, and all the plants and plants are full of vitality.
Qin guanhaipan sits on the rooftop, absorbing the rich aura of heaven and earth.
"Master Chen really enjoys it. He has found such a good place, but it's cheap for me. Ha ha!"
"When I move the headquarters of Youlan gate, in a few years, the strength of my disciples will be greatly enhanced, and my accomplishments may be further improved! Even the legendary divine realm is expected to break through! "
All of a sudden, Qin Guanhai was stunned and looked at the door of the villa not far away.
Chen Songzi, dressed in a Taoist robe, jumps lightly and falls into the courtyard.
"Who are you?" Qin Guanhai asked.
"Go away, that place is not worthy of you!" Chen Songzi didn't want to talk nonsense at all, so he flew up and hit Qin Guanhai with one punch.
"Master?" Qin Guanhai was shocked, and then he said with a smile: "it's a little interesting!"
Qin Guanhai evaded Chen Songzi's blow and turned back to attack Chen Songzi.
The two men fought each other for more than ten rounds in the air, and then each fell into a corner of the yard, which turned out to be a very similar situation.
"You're very good. If I didn't understand this time, I might have lost to you. Tell me, who are you, master Chen? " Qin Guanhai asked coldly.
"You don't deserve to know!"
Chen Songzi resents Qin Guanhai for occupying Chen Mo's place of cultivation. After the trial just now, there is no need to keep it.
"Start the mountain!"
Chen Songzi leaped up in the air and struck Qin Guanhai with his hand. A light several feet long was like lightning that cut through the night sky. With the power of cutting through all obstacles, he struck Qin Guanhai.
"Well come!" Qin Guanhai cried out.
"Return to Yuanshou!"
The martial arts that defeated Yan Qingcheng last night reappeared. A huge palm grabs Chen Songzi's long sword.
Bang!
A loud noise, shrouded in the villa area over the fog was a huge force, decaying like emptying.
Qin Guanhai retreated to the roof.
However, Chen Songzi retreated four or five steps in a row, staring at Qin Guanhai with a dignified face. His Qi and blood were churning and his meridians were in disorder.
"Yes, I can draw with my great returnee! Your martial arts and the little girl's swordsmanship are extraordinary! "
"Are you the master of that little girl?" Qin Guanhai doubts.
Chen Songzi didn't answer. He secretly measured the strength of both sides. Obviously, the other side is not an ordinary master, even a master of protecting the physical environment, or a master of peeping at the divine environment.
Don't do anything!
After secretly breathing, Chen Songzi takes a deep look at Qin Guanhai and turns to leave.