Everyone rolled down the mountainside and fell into the desert below one by one, creating sand pits one after another.
The hot sandpit burned the wounds on their bodies until they cracked, and it also tempered their Taoist bodies.
After a long time, Song Qing climbed out of the sand pit.
When he climbed out, he took a look at his body.
It's very miserable. There are small wounds everywhere on the whole body, some are worn by gravel, some are blistered by burns...
Large areas were cracked in many places, and white bones were clearly visible in many places.
It can be said that at this moment, apart from that face, Song Qing's true appearance is completely unrecognizable.
The white robe was also worn and worn, like the clothes of a beggar.
Holding back the pain, Song Qing sat down, took out a pill and drank it.
While healing his injuries, he summarized the experience of rushing up just now.
That sneer on the top of the mountain contains the powerful way of sound, which also contains half of the way of the soul.
A very terrifying power.
At this time, many geniuses who had just been blown away by the sneer also crawled out of the sand pit.
There were a few geniuses who were already dying. They gave up directly and did not dare to push forward.
The other part also took out their own elixirs and drank them, recovering and gaining insights at the same time.
There are also some people who have enemies who are going to be in bad luck. Like Kuiba, who had already planned it, swept the silver snow fan in his hand directly towards a genius in purple clothes.
The silver snow fan flashed away and chopped off the genius' head.
Quiba also took the opportunity to take away this genius's storage bag!
"Quiba!"
The rest of the people stared at Kuiba angrily, but there was nothing they could do.
"I'm sorry, everyone, I have a grudge against this kid, and that Song Qing is also my enemy. Others, I won't attack you sneakily."
Kui Ba said something to everyone with his hands raised, and then looked at Song Qing.
"Quiba, you are really wicked, you actually did something behind my back."
Song Qing looked at Kuiba with disdain.
"Revenge, no matter what the means."
Quiba sneered: "You'd better pray that you can break through. If you don't break through, you will die."
"It's not certain who will die!"
Song Qing stopped talking to Kuiba and continued to heal.
Half an hour later, Song Qing's injuries had almost recovered and she stood up again.
Everyone looked at Song Qing, and Song Qing looked up at the green light mask on the sand mountain.
"mysterious!"
Song Qing said something without thinking, and then stepped on it.
"Whoosh..."
The whole person was like a rocket taking off into the sky, soaring upwards.
Under everyone's gaze, Song Qing rushed to the top of the mountain again!
But this time, at least half of the geniuses who had just reached the top of the mountain with Song Qing for the first time were missing!
That half has already given up.
Many things in this world are like this. If there is no benefit from the beginning, most people will be wiped out.
At this moment, only half of it is missing, because those who can stand here are geniuses.
However, geniuses are also divided into levels!
The next moment...
Boom!
Led by Song Qing, countless people fell from the sky again.
Everyone was suppressed by that powerful Dao.
Everyone fell from the mountainside again.
This time, everyone fell even more humiliatingly.
Because they hadn't climbed even halfway to the limit, they were all crushed down.
Including Song Qing, the ones that rushed this time were not as high as the first time.
But their fall was worse than the first time!
It's like being kicked hard from high in the sky
It's like stepping into a pile of sand.
Soon, Song Qing climbed out of the sand pit. This time, his injuries were more serious.
However, a look of perseverance flashed across his face!
"Heart-headed ***!"
Kuiba glanced at Song Qing and cursed disdainfully: "If this continues, you will torture yourself to death before you defeat me."
Song Qing ignored Kuiba and continued to take out the elixir to heal his wounds. He looked towards the top of the mountain with some suspicion in his eyes.
Could it be that he was really wrong?
At this moment, at the other end of the sand mountain, there were two people walking towards the top of the mountain.
It's just that the two of them didn't rush, but walked away.
Ye Wenchan and An Lingyun were walking step by step to the top of the sand mountain.
At this moment, they were only a thousand meters away from the top of the mountain.
An Lingyun looked at Ye Wenchan with a puzzled look on his face: "Brother Six, can't we just go to the top of the mountain? Why do we have to walk up there?"
"If a stranger came to see you and appeared on your bed without knocking, would you give him a good face?"
Ye Wenchan turned to look at An Lingyun and asked.
"Uh... I'll fight him tooth and nail."
An Lingyun scratched his head and said as if he had some realization.
"That's right. Even if the beast king here is not as easy to talk to as the iron-eating beast Yinke, we still have to be polite before fighting. This is the most basic respect."
"Whether you're a monster or a monster, you must first have dignity, even if the other party doesn't welcome you!"
Ye Wenchan said calmly and continued to step forward.
At this moment, the presence on the top of the mountain did not welcome Ye Wenchan and An Lingyun who were walking up.
That first sneer was directed at Ye Wenchan.
It's just that Song Qing and the others were more unlucky, unable to withstand the oppression of this sneer, so they rolled down.
The second time, the person above directly released the Taoist intention.
Originally, it was also to drive away Ye Wenchan and An Lingyun.
In the end, Ye Wenchan and An Lingyun were okay, while Song Qing and the others were stepped into the sand pit again before they even made it halfway up the mountain road.
But Ye Wenchan continued walking upwards as if he didn't notice anything.
The little fat man An Lingyun felt a little uncomfortable. He could naturally sense that the opponent was a powerful person at the high level of the gods. Under the pressure of this will, An Lingyun almost wanted to vomit blood.
However, he still held on tightly and followed Ye Wenchan. Even though his fat face was red and he was sweating like rain, he did not take a step back.
At this moment, they were only five hundred meters away from the top of the sand mountain.
Ahead, vaguely visible, is a huge sand statue standing on the top of a sand mountain.
Surrounding this sand statue are thousands of sand scorpions half the size of a man.
The sand statue is also a sand scorpion.
It's just very big, more than three feet tall, with a pair of pincers pointing at the sky and a tail supporting the ground. The whole sand statue has an unruly air.
Five hundred meters away, Ye Wenchan and An Lingyun could clearly see every detail of the sand scorpion statue.
"Buti Star, Demon Slayer City, Ye Wenchan, pay a visit to the Sand Scorpion Beast King."
Ye Wenchan looked at the sand statue from a distance and spoke softly.
"You are not welcome here, please leave!"
As soon as Ye Wenchan finished speaking, a muffled voice from the top of the mountain responded.
"You really have a bad temper!"
Ye Wenchan thought of Yinke Beast King's reminder when he came over. He smiled slightly and continued walking upward without stopping.
"I told you that you are not welcome!"
The voice above seemed sharper.
"squeak……"
This sharp sound reached the foot of the mountain and turned into a friction sound like a knife scratching glass.