Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1004: Into the desperate situation
yellow sand, yellow sand in the sky.
Ouyang Ming's voice was not loud, but this voice became the only voice in this space, suppressing the whimpering wind.
The earth was silent, and everyone looked at the young man in white in the sky. At this moment, he is a Tianjiao, and even a Taoist, a mountain that stands in the hearts of the younger generation of cultivators, and can overwhelm a generation.
The splendor in Jiang Yingrong's eyes has reached its extreme, and he secretly said that this is the man, this is the monk, for the sake of Xiaoman, he will fight Daozi and suppress the other's light.
Burial Sword has a bitter face, and his expression is extremely complicated. Ouyang Ming's figure standing in the sky is lingering in his mind.
The same goes for the monks outside the other light curtains. At this moment, Ouyang Ming has become a peak that must be surpassed by those who stand in front of the cultivator.
In the sky, Ouyang Ming frowned slightly, took a step forward again, and repeated: "Aren’t you going to kill me to prove the truth? Come on! Don’t you want to engrave me on the proof stele? Come on, World War I!"
After roared out, the sound of bells and drums sounded in his ears, and the blood in his veins was hot like magma.
Ji Haoran looked solemn upon hearing this, and replied softly: "You are the first person of your generation who dares to speak to me like this."
"There is so much nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!" Ouyang Ming sneered, his chin lifted slightly, very arrogant.
's words happened to be caught in the ears of Jiang Yungai who flew from a distance. His brain "chuckles" kept ringing, and every cell in his body was screaming. Especially after recognizing that the person confronting Ouyang Ming was the Taoist son of the Blood Dragon family, he even lost his thoughts. There are only two kinds of people who dare to say such things in front of Daozi, one is a fool, and the other is Tianjiao. Obviously, Ouyang Ming is not a fool, but Tianjiao, a Tianjiao comparable to Daozi.
It took a long time to get over. I don’t know how many times I have scolded myself. Why are you so stupid? How... Why did you offend a Daozi first-level figure?
At this moment, he couldn't tell how bitter he was, his face was full of bitterness, and he was about to cry.
With this voice echoing everywhere, Ouyang Ming's aura became stronger and stronger, and his whole person was like a spear that pierced the sky.
Ji Haoran's eyes flashed with blood, and he said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't make it!" A slippery step rushed over.
But at this moment, the light curtain outside the deserted desert trembles violently, as if being pulled by a pair of invisible big hands at both ends, shaking towards the middle, the whole light curtain is either raised or sunken, all wrinkled , It seems that it may collapse at any time.
after a moment, "click, click..."
The sound is very soft, and the light curtain splits directly from it, turning into a colorful streamer and dissipating completely.
"The light curtain is on, and the good fortune inside is mine!" A monk yelled.
"Huh, those who are destined for good luck will get it." Someone immediately snorted coldly.
Suddenly, countless piercing sounds sounded, and hundreds of Changhong rushed towards the distance.
Ji Haoran took a deep look at Ouyang Ming and sneered: "This time, I will save your life. Next time, I will use you as a stepping stone, round my heart, and become a deity." The voice fell. At the time, he turned into a **** glow and flew out towards the distance.
In the barren desert, in the sky, Ji Haoran looked indifferent. Suddenly, his body staggered, his throat was sweet, and a big mouthful of blood sprayed on the blood coat, and the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, which was shocking. He glanced at Ouyang Ming’s location and said in deep thought: "You are the first person to be one rank lower than me but wound me. Kill you to prove that I can survive at least six thunder tribulations, and you are me. The first robbery."
flipped his wrist, took out a sip of the medicine, and flew to the depths.
Outside the barren desert, the light curtain has shattered and turned into countless light spots, scattered and colorful.
Ouyang Ming stepped out and fell from the sky, his body trembled, his body staggered, the blood inside his body churned, his face turned pale.
"Brother Yu, are you okay?" He Jian looked worried, took a step forward and came to Ouyang Ming.
"Fortunately, the blood is a bit churning, and after adjusting the breath, it will be all right." Ouyang Ming smiled and shook his head.
Burial Sword's eyes flickered, and he stood with his hand held. After hesitating for a while, his body moved slowly, the cloth shoes sinking into the yellow sand, walked slowly, gently clasped his fist, and said, "Brother Yu, thank you for your help this time. . Now the time is urgent, everything is simple, I will definitely come to see you next time.” The voice just disappeared, it turned into a long rainbow, and disappeared into the horizon.
Jiang Yingrong showed a curious look on her face, and she exasperated and said: "Brother Yu, do you know each other?"
Listening to these words, Ouyang Ming's face is weird, his chin is a little bit, and he replied, "I'm not familiar with each other, I've only seen it a few times."
Hearing this answer, Jiang Yingrong's eyes flickered and didn't ask much.
Jiang Yunkairu fell into a nightmare, standing in the yellow sand, his complexion kept changing, white and blue, he wanted to talk, and his mind was like countless thunders that blew down from the sky and exploded away.
"It's so good!" Ouyang Ming rolled his eyes and glanced at him casually. He couldn't hear the joy or anger in the voice, and the words were scattered, the spirit surged, drawing a perfect arc, and the sky was fragmented. , Into the barren desert.
The sword case carried by He Jian swings up and down, making a "creaking" sound, which looks a little funny.
But the speed is not slow at all, and his figure flashes and follows.
Jiang Yingrong's body is cold, she glanced at Jiang Yunkai slightly, and said coldly: "Since Brother Yu is willing to say that, your previous unhappiness has disappeared. You have hatred in your heart before, or nothing, it's all Disperse, don't hide it in your heart, you can't bear it. There is a world of difference between you, do you understand?"
Jiang Yunkai took a deep breath and nodded his head: "Jiang Yunkai has a ruler in his heart, and he can distinguish good from bad."
Jiang Yingrong nodded slightly and stopped talking.
She has a graceful posture, her red dress is very gorgeous, her figure flashes, and she disappears into the sky.
Jiang Yunkai looked up at the sky and was silent for a while before stepping into the barren desert.
The sun is scorching hot, scorching the earth, and scorching waves sweep away.
A white-clothed youth with half of his shoes plunged into the yellow sand, with a hint of thought in his eyes, secretly said in his heart, after entering the barren desert, the fire of the sky phoenix burned by itself, what is going on?
He rubbed his chin with his fingers, looking at the yellow sand on the ground. This young man in white, who is not Ouyang Ming?
After pondered for a moment, he squatted and picked up a grain of yellow sand. The **** joined together and smashed it with force. The light in his eyes flashed away, and his heart secretly said that after entering the barren desert, the blood of the Phoenix clan in the sand The taste is indeed stronger. This kind of taste is very weak. If he hadn't possessed the unique spiritual world of the Feng Clan, I am afraid it would be difficult to detect.
The air is extremely hot, and the sky over everyone's head is twisted under the heat. Not only that, but a majestic resistance came from nowhere, as if even space was squeezed from all directions, preventing everyone from moving forward.
Ouyang Ming discovered that whenever this pressure came, the Desolation Token issued a faint light, which offset part of the resistance.
He held the Barrenness Order in his palm, which was amazing.
He Jian followed Ouyang Ming, looking far away, the vast desert is endless, these hundreds of people thrown into it, like a drop of ink dripping into the sea, and the moment disappears endlessly. Except for barrenness, there is still silence.
He Jian retracted his gaze, shook his body, and the sword box on his back also kept ringing, showing no sense of superiority.
As for Jiang Yingrong, she smiled but didn't know what she was thinking.
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from under the ground. The sound was not loud, but it spread far in the empty desert.
Then, the whole desert began to sink, and gravel flew across.
The three exchanged glances, and they all saw the surprise in their eyes.
"whirring ......" With the diffusion of the sound, countless palm-sized scorpion exposed Devouring his head from the desert. The heads of these spirit-devouring scorpions are pitch black, and the shells are painted with enchanting patterns. Upon closer inspection, they are actually a burning flame. The tail is like a curved antler, with rattles, and the whole body is reflected in each other. ferocious.
He Jian's face changed drastically, and he screamed: "Go!" There was a chill in the bone marrow.
Ouyang Ming has a solemn expression. This Spirit Devouring Scorpion gives him a very strange feeling. Although the single body is not strong, it makes his mind tremble a little.
Without any hesitation, a stride rose to the sky, followed by Jiang Yingrong and He Jian.
can be at this moment~IndoMTL.com~ A large white mist is emitted from the mouth of the scorpion in the yellow sand at the same time, turning into a silk cocoon. The air is full of the smell of corrosion. People's back roads are blocked.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming's face was ruthless, both hands quickly pinched the formula, and at the same time he pressed down, the ancient dragon shield was like rolling out of the mist, and all the aura in the dantian was poured into it. Suddenly, the ancient dragon shield's radiance was shining, and a mountain-like majestic meaning swept across all directions. Ouyang Ming blocked the ancient dragon shield in front of him, with the ancient dragon shield on his shoulder, crashed forward, and instantly smashed the silk cocoon. Disperse and fly into the high altitude.
only then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at He Jian, and asked, "What is this?"
He Jianxin had a lingering fear, and replied: "This is a spirit scorpion, which can devour spiritual power, and is extremely toxic. It is hard to damage by water and fire, and its vitality is extremely stubborn. The pinnacle of spirits must use life-saving means to kill. . What’s even more terrifying is that they are too numerous. As long as you are surrounded by them, unless you are a venerable one, you will definitely die."
Jiang Yingrong nodded, and added softly: "Almost 40% of the cultivators who enter the barren desert are swallowed by it."
Looking at the endless scorpions under the sky, Ouyang Ming was slightly confused.
took a breath, and the trachea, chest and lungs were hot. Suddenly, a high-level spiritualist Dan Tian released aura, flew through the air, and glanced at the three of them fearfully. ...
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