Accompanied by the roar of the Sand Nightmare King, many people in the caravan's eyes went straight. They walked towards the Sand Nightmare Demonic Insects one by one. When they arrived in front of them, blood spurted out from their seven orifices and gathered into strips of blood in the air, flying To the Sand Nightmare King.
Those people twisted in pain until their bodies became shriveled up, and then they were eaten by other sand nightmare insects.
Only then did Long Xiaoshan understand why these people were afraid.
To be able to be controlled by the Sand Nightmare King, and die from all the blood in his body. Such a painful death, no wonder these people are afraid. Even the two male and one female monks' eyes gradually became straight and their bodies became uncontrollable.
Long Xiaoshan snorted coldly.
His voice was silent, but it was like thunder in everyone's ears.
Let everyone wake up and retreat in horror.
The two men and one woman, who had the highest cultivation level, were the first to react. Ordinary people didn't understand, but they looked at Long Xiaoshan in surprise, as if they had discovered that there was a very powerful master in this ordinary caravan.
He can actually use his voice to break the control of the Sand Nightmare King.
They immediately hid behind Long Xiaoshan.
At this time, a Sand Nightmare Demonic Insect rushed towards Long Xiaoshan. He obviously found that Long Xiaoshan had destroyed their meal. Long Xiaoshan waved his hand and a long thunder knife struck down from the void.
The sand nightmare insect didn't even make a sound before it was split into two halves, and its body turned into charcoal.
At this time, the people in the caravan were also shocked. They came to their senses and immediately followed the example of the three monks and hid behind Long Xiaoshan.
The sand nightmare insect swarm began to commotion violently.
After Long Xiaoshan killed their companions.
Each and every one of the insect swarms showed their ferocious looks, and bursts of shrieking roars could be heard. Their whole mouths opened, which was very scary. .
They all rushed toward Long Xiaoshan at extremely fast speeds.
Countless huge black shadows of people around him rushed toward Long Xiaoshan, submerging it in the blink of an eye, and the hearts of those hiding behind him sank.
But they didn't have long to worry.
I saw streaks of sword light erupting from the black shadow, accompanied by hurricane winds, rolling all the sand nightmare insects into the mid-air. The sword lights were crisscrossed, and these insects were cut into pieces and turned into countless charred corpses. The blocks kept falling, and finally piled up into a hill.
Just under ten breaths.
it's all over.
Hundreds of Sand Nightmare Demonic Insects all disappeared, leaving only a pile of charred meat.
At this time, everyone was stunned, including the three monks. The Sand Nightmare Demonic Insect was so powerful that it made people frightened, but this person was also too powerful.
Those caravans even knelt down and knelt down to Long Xiaoshan, as if he were a god.
Roar-
The roar of the Sand Nightmare King was filled with not only anger, but also a trace of fear. He was as strong as the Insect King, and his intelligence was not inferior to that of humans. He already felt the threat posed by the humans in front of him.
But as the king of monsters.
All his men were killed, and his pride made it impossible for him to retreat. At this time, he twisted his body violently, and his whole body was red and glowing with blood.
An invisible spiritual storm swept over.
This power is enough to kill the soul of the transformed soul, but Long Xiaoshan's soul can be said to be the most powerful, because it is a reincarnation. Although it is a divided soul, what kind of existence was he in his previous life? He can kill immortals like hemp. This Sand Nightmare King's soul attack was like a breeze to him, and his consciousness moved slightly.
Then this power was strangled and invisible.
Sand Nightmare King was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Long Xiaoshan had no reaction, he felt very strange.
Suddenly, Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows cracked, and an aura that made the Sand Nightmare King's soul tremble filled the air. The Sand Nightmare King trembled, and he retreated without hesitation. The monster's perception of danger made him feel great terror. Although it has the pride of a king, it still chooses to escape when faced with a certain death situation.
He instantly shrank the reminder.
From hundreds of meters to less than one meter, it penetrated into the desert. At the same time, a foul-smelling black gas spurted out and enveloped thousands of meters in radius.
This is the Sand Nightmare King's means of escape.
The black air blocked the consciousness, and the strong stench was very unpleasant.
Even Long Xiaoshan frowned.
This Sand Nightmare King has such disgusting tricks.
But how could it let this insect escape? A winding golden thunder shot out from the center of Long Xiaoshan's eyebrows and disappeared into the black air. The next second, a shrill roar came from the desert ground.
The desert opened, and the bloody Sand Nightmare King rushed out again. It had run hundreds of miles away, but it still couldn't escape Long Xiaoshan's spiritual consciousness locking attack.
Long Xiaoshan rose into the sky, and the void energy condensed, turning into a spear in his hand. He stabbed the Sand Nightmare King in mid-air.
The world seemed to be compressed infinitely under this shot.
The original distance of several hundred miles suddenly disappeared, and Long Xiaoshan stabbed the Sand Nightmare King in the head.
A series of roars erupted from the Sand Nightmare King's body, and then he fell from the air. The Sand Nightmare King's blood spurted out from his mouth, and it dried up in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the crowd cheered.
They were filled with joy of escaping death.
A group of Sand Nightmare Demon Insects and a Sand Nightmare King were killed just like this.
The people in the caravan cheered, worshiped Long Xiaoshan, and called Immortal Master.
Only those two men and one woman understood how powerful Long Xiaoshan was. They were all cultivators. The two men were already Nascent Souls, so they knew that the Sand Nightmare King might not be able to get rid of him even if he transformed into a god.
However, although they understood how powerful Long Xiaoshan was, there was no fear in their eyes. If they were afraid of the Sand Nightmare King, it was because the Sand Nightmare King was a monster and would not show mercy to humans.
But people are different. The other party's cultivation level is indeed higher than theirs, but their status is extraordinary, so naturally they don't need to care too much about a powerful person who transforms into a god.
The two of them didn't even thank Long Xiaoshan, and pounced directly on the female cultivator.
There was a loud noise.
The female cultivator vomited blood and fell to the ground, and was caught in the hands of the two men.
Long Xiaoshan had just returned at this time. When he saw this scene, he frowned imperceptibly. However, this was a common occurrence in the world of cultivation. His current temperament was already very weak. As long as it did not involve himself, he was just a spectator. With such a mentality, even if the young monk looked at him asking for help, he did not take action.
When the two monks saw Long Xiaoshan's gaze, the older one gave a slight salute: "Qianxian Pavilion is arresting traitors, please forgive me, senior."
Although the other party was calling Senior, there was not much real awe, and there was even a hint of arrogance deep in his tone. Qianxian Pavilion, Long Xiaoshan had never heard of it, but with the title of Immortal, it should be an Immortal Sect with immortals, Qianxian Pavilion. Immortals, regardless of whether there are really a thousand immortals, it shows that this sect must be very strong.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, he just glanced at him and had no intention of paying attention.
Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and fixed on the female cultivator's wrist. There was a bracelet on the female cultivator's wrist. It was very ordinary, without even a trace of spiritual energy. It was already very strange for a Jindan cultivator to wear this chain.
And Long Xiaoshan's expression gradually changed, and a sharp light shot out from his eyes.
(End of chapter)