The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, the sun is setting over the long river.
Burial Sword carried the sword box on his back, held the Shentu Sword in his right hand, rubbed his chin with the fingers of his left hand, pondered for a while, and then followed up.
Although he is a Taoist, he is not pedantic and knows how to take advantage of situations.
Of course, the most important point is that he wants to make friends with Ouyang Ming. Although he didn't spend much time with Ouyang Ming, after spending these few times together, he had some understanding of Ouyang Ming's character. Outside the light curtain, he fought with the Taozi of the Ji family even if they disagreed, and he did not lose in the slightest.
Deep in the desolate desert, using himself as a bait, Ji Haoran was forced to die.
If this Taoist disciple did not have such a heaven-defying life-saving means as the Venerable Strike, at this moment, I am afraid that he would have become a knife-killing stone in Ouyang Ming's path to enlightenment.
Ouyang Ming's potential, character, decisiveness, and execution ability were all seen by Zhan Jian and kept in mind. So it was reasonable for him to want to make friends with Ou Yangming, so he followed him.
Time passed by, and soon, more and more people were taking refuge behind Ouyang Ming. Strange to say, there are now a terrifying number of Soul-Eating Scorpions around him, but none of them are attacking others. All the Soul-Eating Scorpions are focused on Ouyang Ming, grinning like crazy, looking like It was as if Ouyang Ming dug the ancestral grave of this soul-eating scorpion.
The practitioners who saw this scene couldn't help but think of two words in their minds: awesome. Not convinced? If you can remain calm under the siege of so many soul-eating scorpions, without even frowning, and instead take a leisurely stroll in the garden, then you are awesome!
As Ouyang Ming got closer and closer to the light curtain, more and more soul-eating scorpions died under the fire of Tianfeng, and the ferocious beasts became more and more crazy.
But even so, they still had nothing to do with Ouyang Ming. After all, this is the Fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, and you just hit it up like this stupidly. How stupid do you have to be to do such a thing? Even a Venerable would lose half his life if his skin touched the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix, not to mention that the highest level of the Soul-Eating Beast was high.
Outside the light curtain, there is an extremely hidden place.
Dong Chenyu's face was gloomy, and he secretly adjusted his energy to prevent any evil energy from coming out.
The same goes for the other blood dragons, looking ahead without blinking.
Suddenly, a sound of roaring mountains and tsunami came from the depths, and then, countless yellow sand spread out.
"Haha, judging from this situation, they must be chased by the Soul-Eating Scorpion. This kind of momentum is probably more dangerous than bad! This kind of ferocious beast does not dare to cross the light screen. Be careful. If there is any abnormal movement, take action immediately. Never give them a chance to breathe!" A peak blood dragon grinned, his eyes full of bloodthirsty.
Even Dong Chenyu's eyes were full of joy, but he kept his airs and snorted: "Those two human tribes must be captured alive! Return to the tribe, use spiritual power to protect the heart, seal the dantian, and light the sky lamp."
The so-called "lighting a sky lantern" is actually to open a hole on the monk's head, stuff the fine velvet into it, keep pushing it deep, pour a little lamp oil, light a fire, and the velvet will continue to burn deep into the hole. , and then using spiritual power to protect the heart. Sometimes, even if half of the flesh and blood is burnt, the person will not die. This is an extremely vicious method.
Hearing this, the other blood dragons also smashed their mouths, their eyes filled with blood mist.
Suddenly, a looming white flame appeared in the blood dragon's sight.
"This... doesn't seem right!" The doubtful look in the eyes of a ten-foot-long blood dragon flashed away.
"Well, it seems, don't worry, rush out and stop them!" A blood dragon beside him said softly.
"Kill!" Dong Chenyu roared, his voice like ice slag.
Suddenly, the group of blood dragons roared, turned into countless red lights, and rushed out.
"This... what is that white flame? Oh my god, so many soul-eating scorpions were burned to death!" There was a hint of fear in this voice.
"Well, they are the people in the flames! The smell of blood is so strong that it is unimaginable! How many of our tribesmen will be killed by this. Blood debts can only be paid with blood. Go-" More blood dragons were not afraid, they were all blood dragons. The bravest warrior of the clan, he will never back down from his enemies.
Dong Chenyu was the fastest, flying in the air with his body, hundreds of feet ahead of the other blood dragons, and after falling, he was directly blocked by Ouyang Ming a hundred feet away.
Ouyang Ming just escaped from the light curtain, his heart thumped, and he sighed secretly, why did this guy come to the door? Even though he thought so, he still looked calm.
The moment He Jian saw Dong Chenyu, his heart suddenly jumped and he glanced at Ouyang Ming quietly.
As for the people who had taken refuge behind Ouyang Ming, they quickly dispersed.
Just kidding, flying in the air with the body without resorting to spiritual power is the sign of a venerable person. If he really cares about him, he will die without knowing how. Besides, this is a venerable person from a foreign race.
These people's eyes carefully passed over Ouyang Ming, their expressions kept changing and were extremely complicated. They sighed in their hearts that no one else had the ability to cause trouble. They just offended the Taoist disciple of the Ji family, so forget it. But now, there is a Venerable waiting for him outside. How much hatred is this? Moreover, there are hundreds of helpers behind him. Isn’t this too much to make a fuss about? In other words, are you being too cautious
Little do they know, this is no big deal.
Ou Yangming and He Jian worked together to really have the capital to escape from the hands of the Venerable. There is a precedent for this.
Therefore, even if Dong Chenyu was more cautious this time, it would not be too much.
All the spirits who escaped from the desolate desert saw this scene, and Burial Sword was no exception.
He secretly observed Ouyang Ming, trying to read his inner thoughts from his face.
But his face was calm and showed no trace of worry. He hesitated for a moment and thought to himself that if he wanted to make friends with this person, this was undoubtedly the best time. There is nothing better than adding icing on the cake to provide help in times of need. At this time, he was about to cross the river. I took him across the river in a boat. But the other party is a venerable person, and he also has helpers. This is worth considering, it is not easy to choose...
He thought for a long time, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally his lips closed together, his teeth bit hard, and his body flashed and came to Ouyang Ming's side.
Ouyang Ming glanced at Zhan Jian slightly in surprise, and said calmly: "This is not a good place to get involved in muddy waters!"
Zhan Jian's eyes were firm and he shook his head: "If the water was not muddy, I would not come in." He rarely made changes to the things he decided. Most sword cultivators have a one-track mind. Of course, what he refers to here is All sword cultivators in the country must be at least Daozi level one. Xiang Lingyue, Wen Zhou and others only use swords and are not considered sword cultivators.
Jiang Yingrong's face changed slightly, she exhaled the turbid air in her chest and lungs, raised her right foot, took half a step forward, and said coldly: "Now the alien race has become so arrogant? How dare you break into the Blood Dragon Family without permission? territory?"
"Blood Dragon Family? What can you do to me if the Lord doesn't come out?" Dong Chenyu looked unruly and half-smiling, looking at the few people with a sense of cat and mouse.
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his palm down and said softly: "My sons, the day of revenge has come. The blood dragon clan is not afraid of blood. Take them back, and everyone can drink a mouthful of blood and kill!"
Immediately, these hundreds of blood dragons rushed forward towards the bloody lightning.
Jiang Yingrong's face turned pale, she moved lightly, stepped backwards, and asked: "Elder He, what is going on?"
Although she knew that He Jian and Ouyang Ming had killed several blood dragons before, they wouldn't have such a big hatred, right? Even people at the level of venerables came to visit, which was obviously beyond her imagination.
He Jian's face was wrinkled, and he did not hesitate. He drew his sword and answered: "Last time, Brother Yu and I went out and saw the blood dragon massacre village. We chased him for hundreds of miles, and finally Brother Yu stood in front of his "Mian, kill Dong Ruyu." He said, pointing at the Venerable Blood Dragon in front of him.
"Dong Ruyu?" Jiang Yingrong's voice rose a bit, and it sounded so beautiful, like a clear spring beating on the rocks.
"He is the son of this foreign race." He Jian said.
"Hiss..." This voice was not loud, but it set off a storm in everyone's mind!
At this moment, everyone's expressions on Ouyang Ming changed. There were shock, fear, appreciation... all kinds of things. They dared to forcibly kill his son in front of a venerable man. Not to mention his strength, just his How strong is this courage and determination
The cultivators who can enter the desolate desert can be regarded as the best among people, the first-rate people. But at this moment, I was still indescribably shocked by the news.
After hearing these words, Burial Sword rolled his eyes, and his eyes brightened a bit. The sword mark on his arm flickered on and off, secretly urging him to move. This was the power of a blow inscribed with blood by the master of Jue Sword Peak. , unparalleled tyranny, this is the most important basis for him to dare to swim in this muddy water.
"Noisy..." After hearing these words, Dong Chenyu's face suddenly turned cold, as if covered with frost, he snorted coldly, and rushed over with a movement of his body.
Zhan Jian's thin lips pursed upwards, his eyes filled with solemnity, and he sent a message to Ouyang Ming: "Brother Yu, buy me ten breaths!"
Ouyang Ming didn't answer, and his expression didn't change at all.
It was like stepping on two gorgeous flames under his feet, and he quickly backed up. There was no answer, but it was the best answer. He wanted to fight.
At the same time, he slapped the space bag with his right hand, and a burst of white light spread out. When it fell, he was already holding the Blood Spear Dragon Slaughter firmly!
With a tap of the middle finger of his right hand, the tadpole-like runes on Dragon Slaughter instantly lit up. The blood in his body was burning, and his fighting spirit was surging. He wanted to see if he could block two attacks in the hands of the Venerable, and how long he could last for a few breaths!
The red tassel on Dragon Tu's body was like blood. Suddenly, the head of Dragon Tu's Blood Spear emitted a brilliant red light.
Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed and he yelled: "Spell amplification!" Before he could finish his words, golden spiritual power surged out like a sky-shaking wave.
"Stone Cone Technique!" Ouyang Ming roared in his heart and pointed his spear forward. The yellow sand in the desert was like soybeans beating on the iron sheet. With a roar, the shaking yellow sand seemed to be held up by a pair of invisible big hands. end, and then squeeze towards the center with surging strength.