The wind and sand swelled and spread quickly. When it was close, there was no sand and dust in front of you, and the sound of wind roaring in your ears was hard to sense the surroundings keenly.

Seeing the sudden change, Gu Kongshan didn't have time to think about it, and the wind and clouds were surging around him, he was about to rush into the sandstorm to rescue the Supreme Elder of Zhaixing Tower.

At this moment, a slender and powerful hand blocked his eyes.

"Owner of the ancient manor, don't be impatient and be careful to ambush." ​​Meng Qi said in a deep voice.

Gu Kongshan was old in the world, and when he heard the sings, he knew the elegance of his feelings, he immediately thought to himself that he was too reckless. It would be fine if the members of the Demon Sect suddenly attacked the Supreme Elder of Zhaixing Tower. If they were to attack the east and west, taking advantage of the opportunity of wind and sand covering their senses, they would be ambushed on the way, and if they were not careful, they would be depressed on the spot.

Although he is the best master of the right path, he also knows that if he and the leader of the Demon Sect Hu Buwei are in the same position, he will most likely be injured if he is attacked by him. In addition, the three masters of heaven, earth and man, the new powerful aid may not be able to escape even if he wants to escape.

Therefore, you cannot make a reckless move forward, you must move forward with caution.

Taking a light breath, Gukongshan said gracefully: "Thank you for your reminder, let's go carefully."

If you pull up these extraordinary people, even if you encounter an ambush, it will not be so dangerous.

But he was not careless, what if these people were spies of the Demon Cult? Therefore, when Meng Qi and others were about to drill into the sandstorm, Gu Kongshan opened the box in his arms.

Suddenly, the sword light shone straight into the sky, the white clouds gathered in the sky, the wind around it turned into a dragon, and the sandstorm became empty.

As a good knife master, Meng Qi naturally couldn't help but look at it. He saw that it was a long sword covered with a layer of bright light. The handle of the knife was simple and unpretentious, as if it was made of ordinary wood. On the side of the blade, the light blue and white patterns shone with a breathtaking light, forming a five-clawed real dragon with a long charm. Under its claws, clouds rolled and unfolded.

Gu Kongshan took out the Fengyun Sword. The sword box was behind him and gently slashed forward. Then he saw a storm storm, blowing away the sand and dust, revealing a bright road.

It was not until this time that Meng Qi saw the other side of Fengyun Sword, and the dark red light formed a lifelike tiger. Around it, the breeze was lingering.

It is worthy of being a treasure soldier... Meng Qi praised secretly, followed Jiang Zhiwei and others, and stepped on the sandless road opened by Gukong Mountain and crossed the sandstorm.

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At the Zhaixing Tower, many tents were directly lifted away. Many disciples were lost in the sandstorm, unable to see things clearly, and could not hear sounds, and had no way to rescue each other. They had to keep a close eye on the door and carefully move closer to a weaker place in the wind and sand.

Near the main tent, the demonic energy was lingering. The black and rushing, blocking the master of Zhaixing Tower and the elders and disciples who were one step late.

Some of the three masters of heaven, earth and man flashed in the wind and sand, some were dirty with "swinging stars", and some were filled with demonic energy, not afraid of pain, not afraid of trauma, and the flesh and blood kept wriggling and recovering. They stopped the Zhaixing Tower and others who were desperately rescued.

In a hurry, although the number of experts coming to Zhaixing Tower was the best, it was difficult to move forward.

In the tent, an old man with white haired eyebrows and beards opened, glaring at the middle-aged man in front of him. Widths of blood were secreted from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes. The silver-white metal gloves worn on his palms were wrapped around and tied up by strands of deep and dark demonic energy, making it difficult to exert their power.

The middle-aged man opposite him was extremely clear, pressing his palms into the deep demonic aura, as if there were, there was nothing, as if it had melted into it.

The middle-aged man in Qingchang felt strange blood and sweat on his forehead, which was not relaxed, but he had a relaxed smile on his face, looking at the white-haired old man behind.

Behind the old man with white hair, Yun Tingfeng's long hair was loose, his thick eyebrows were stretched, and his palms were grabbed on the other party's shoulders.

It can be seen that the white-haired old man's muscles kept rising and falling, as if something was rushing into Yun Tingfeng's body.

Next to the middle-aged man in Qingyuan, Su Yuanying opened his eyebrows and looked very strange. He covered his mouth and coughed gently. He lay at his feet. Two female disciples from Zhaixinglou were caught. Gu Xiaosang, who was floating in white dress, looked at all with a smile, looking at all casually.

After a few breaths, the old man with white haired muscles were shriveled and his whole body slowly fell to the ground like his energy was lost. His eyes were confused and his mouth was hoarse: "Devil, Devil..."

The middle-aged thin man was not careless. The deep and terrifying demonic energy always wrapped around the pair of silver-white metal gloves. He only breathed a sigh of relief until he took it off the old man's hand.

A bright red flashed across Yun Tingfeng's face, and then disappeared. He stroked his palm with satisfaction and said, "Master, what should I do next?"

This middle-aged thin man is Hu Buwei, the leader of the Demon Sect.

Hu Buwei smiled: "Three martial arts are superb, and this time I'm lucky to have your help."

After a brief praise, he said seriously: "Gu Kongshan and others are about to arrive. We do not have the strength to compete head-on, so we must withdraw immediately. As long as we pass the day of the demon grave seal, they will be unable to turn things around."

"In order not to be chased by them and to rob the 'Star Picking Hand', we divided into four groups, real and real, and dispersed their strength. As long as we bring the Star Picking Hand back to the Holy Volcano and suppress it to the demon grave, great things will be accomplished."

"At that time, this sect will thank the three of you very much. No matter whether it is magical weapons, magical weapons, secret books, or crystallization of demonic energy, or beautiful disciples, they will never be stingy."

Yun Tingfeng bowed with ease: "But according to the leader's instructions."

Gu Xiaosang, who used the name of Xiao Zi, said with a smile: "The little woman is trying to do this."

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The strong wind was stirring and the clouds were empty. Gu Kong Shanxu slashed the Fengyun Sword and finally opened the road to Zhaixing Tower and saw the chaotic station.

"Lotus Master? Where is Elder Qi?" Gu Kongshan saw the owner of Zhaixing Tower who was about to chase into the sandstorm.

Hearing the voice of Gu Kongshan, the owner Luo was stunned and turned around excitedly and said, "The Lord of Gu Manor, Elder Qi, was surrounded by the devil, and the Star Picking Hand was also snatched away!"

"What?" Although it was expected, Gu Kongshan, Meng Qi and others could not help but shake.

At this moment, the sword energy was scattered and the streamers flew. The head of the Wanjian Sect and the old man guarding the Xiaoyue Gate arrived from different directions with several elders.

"Who is the star picker? In which direction to escape?" Gu Kongshan didn't have time to say hello and asked the owner Luo Tower sternly.

The head of the Wanjian Sect is a graceful and luxurious middle-aged beauty, while the old man guarding Xiaoyue Gate is a hunched man with his back and wrinkles that can kill mosquitoes. They did not interrupt, but listened while asking others about what had happened.

The owner of Luo Tower was stunned by Gu Kongshan's question and said a little confused: "They divided into four groups and escaped from four directions. I don't know who the Star Picking Hand is in."

The strategy of real and false... Gu Kongshan understood what was going on, but in this case, there was no way to guess where the Star Picking Hand was, nor could he gamble. Once the calculation was miscalculated, he would never be able to recover: "Since that's the case, we will chase each other. In which direction did Hu Buwei escape? Who else would be with him?"

At this time, the wind and sand had gradually subsided, and he decided to chase Hu Buwei, the leader of the Demon Sect.

The Lord Luo Tower calmed down and said with a very fast speed: "Hu Buwei is alone, in that direction... Tianzun and Yiren with eyes open between their eyebrows... Renzun and the man with loose hair... Dizun and the woman with white skirt..."

Gu Kongshan did not hesitate and said directly: "I will go with you all the way. Chase Hu Buwei."

A single horse may not be able to be taken back!

Then he looked at the head of Wanjian Sect and said, "Madam Huan, please take the elders of this sect to chase the Heavenly Lord. Be careful of the strange man with his eyes open, he can directly attack the soul."

Mrs. Huan nodded seriously and said, "Don't worry, the Taihua Sword can cut off the soul and spirit."

She didn't say anything, and immediately took the two elders to chase Tianzun and Su Yuanying away, and the remaining two went back to arrange the matters of Yan Shuan and advancement.

"The Lord of the Ancient Manor. We are chasing the Ren Zun." The old man guarding the Xiaoyue Gate was unwilling to waste time and said directly.

Gu Kongshan nodded and said, "Be careful of a man with his hair being disguised, he can absorb internal energy through physical contact."

The old man Shouque kept it in mind and turned around and left, leaving some elders to go back to stabilize the people's hearts.

Gu Kongshan originally planned to let the elders of Zhaixing Tower chase after the Dizun, but in a blink of an eye, he thought that Meng Qi and his group had a mysterious origin and could not trust him. If they stayed here, there might not be any trouble. So he said in a deep voice: "Please ask you to chase after the Dizun, and Zhaixing Tower will send two colleagues to help."

One is surveillance, and the other is the vast desert, and people who are not familiar with the terrain are easily dumped.

"Okay, the owner of the ancient manor." This time, Luo Shengyi did not stand out. After Zhang Yuanshan exchanged glances with Meng Qi and others, he immediately agreed.

This is a great opportunity to kill Gu Xiaosang! It is rare for them to act in dispersion!

Gu Kongshan did not dare to delay any longer, and nodded slightly. The storm and clouds were turbulent, leading the Luo Tower Lord to chase Hu Buwei.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Zhang. Please return to Fengyunzhuang's station with Zhenzhen. She had just opened her eyes and had a poor light skills. It was difficult to keep up with this kind of pursuit. But we couldn't rest assured if she was alone."

At this critical moment of chasing the enemy, she did not talk, did not detour, and did not take care of Fu Zhenzhen's face.

Meng Qi felt sad when he heard this. Fortunately, after listening to her advice, he worked hard on light skills and exchanged for the eight steps of Shenxing and Feng Shen Legs. Otherwise, he would have been left behind at this time.

Zhang Yuanshan had always known the general idea, and after a moment of pondering, he said, "If something happens, send out a signal."

Jiang Zhiwei is about to go down the mountain to travel, and his unique signal items from Xijian Pavilion are indispensable.

Fu Zhenzhen's face was a little dim, but she could understand it. She didn't talk much, but she just took a small candle for Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan and Jiang Zhiwei.

Afterwards, Meng Qi and others, led by two elders of Zhaixing Tower, went to the direction where Gu Xiaosang and Dizun escaped.

Along the way, Luo Shengyi and Jiang Zhiwei's ability to identify traces benefited Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan a lot. It turned out that the difference between them was not only martial arts, but the expertise of the two elders Zhaixing Tower in the desert made Meng Qi feel even more moved. If he had such an experience earlier, why would he worry about being caught up with An Guoxie?

Perhaps Di Zun and Gu Xiaosang were relatively hasty when they escaped. Although they had obviously dealt with the traces, there were still clues left, so the few people did not lose them. In the evening, the sunset was setting and it sprinkled on a ruin covered with thick yellow sand.

This ruin is dozens of miles in a radius and has all kinds of unique buildings in the desert, but it has long been decaying and ragged, covered by yellow sand, leaving only the outline. In the middle of the ruins, a dilapidated temple has stood up like hundreds of years.

The dark red twilight fell on the ruins, a "burning" scene, spectacular, desolate and vast.
Chapter completed!