This is a vast desert, deep in the interior. Perennial drought has caused no grass to grow here. The sky is filled with yellow sand, and the moving sand dunes are expanding in all directions.
The wind and sand are blowing together, and yellow dust is floating all over the sky. Only when you look very far away can you see the boundary between the blue and white sky and the withered yellow desert.
But underground here, it's a different scene.
An underground river passes here, giving birth to life belonging to the desert, and making this desert a paradise for countless demon clans.
This is the territory of the Huangsha Tribe of the northwest demon country.
In the huge underground sand cave, a bloody battle is taking place here.
A black scorpion that was tens of meters long emerged from the sand at this moment. It grabbed a huge sandworm in its two large claws, and then violently tore it apart the next moment.
The black scorpion tail was raised high at this moment, inserted into the body of the sandworm to suck. After just a moment, the sandworm shriveled up visibly to the naked eye.
Immediately, the scorpion violently shook off the object in his hand, waved its two large claws, and hissed around him.
The sound spread, and at this moment, several huge black scorpions appeared in the surrounding caves, blocking many demon clans into the sand cave.
But the black scorpion that had just raised its head to the sky and screamed changed its appearance at this moment, turning into a slender man in black with a gurgling demonic aura, with a pair of bloodthirsty eyes in his ferocious brows, which was quite terrifying.
"Kujutuo is dead, why don't you surrender?!"
The black scorpion uttered these words, and at this moment, a pair of eyes looked at the many creatures in the sand cave.
There are many demon commanders and demon beasts in the realm of demon kings among the besieged demon clan, and the sandworm that just fell to the ground is a demon king. At this moment, the bulging aura of these demon beasts is quickly dissipating.
The black scorpion in front of him is Baler, the eight demon kings of the northwest demon kingdom, and he is the most brutal existence among them.
The core of the Huangsha Tribe is the Sand Zerg, but two years ago Kujutuo, the leader of the tribe, lost his life for the promise of the Ox God, and his younger brother Kujutuo is also dead now. The faith in the hearts of these monsters has been shaken.
Immediately, one of the demon king centipedes walked out first. At this moment, it shrank its body, lowered its head and crawled in front of Nabal.
Nabal's eyes were full of violence, he showed a ferocious smile, stretched out his foot and stepped on the demon king's head, and suddenly a monstrous momentum emanated from his body, and he was fierce and majestic.
"Hand over your demon elixir and surrender to me!"
Baler shouted loudly, and all the black scorpions in the scene began to roar loudly. The sound made these monsters tremble uncontrollably.
Balak was happy that the Yellow Sand Tribe was finally in his hands, and the king's future plan was one step closer.
But at the next moment, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded above their heads. The sound filled their ears and shocked their souls.
Balak's expression changed and his figure suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared on the surface of the desert. The yellow sand surged under his feet, but Balak looked up.
At the junction of the blue sky and the desert, there is a yellow rolling wave, and it is coming towards me very quickly at this moment.
That was a sandstorm.
The sandstorms in this season usually come from the north, but this time, the sandstorms come from the east.
Baler frowned at this, but the next moment another loud sound boomed above his head. He quickly raised his head to look at the sky, and his face was full of shock.
Because in the entire sky, there are sections of colorful light flashing at this moment. The light and shadow are actually similar to the cliff of nothingness!
Before Balak could come to his senses, he saw several turbulent sandstorms emerging from the sandstorm in front of him.
Cause a sandstorm, block out the sky and the sun, stir up the wild sand!
The atmosphere around him was changing rapidly. Baler didn't feel any difference in his body, but his heart was shocked!
"What's happening here?!"
As his voice fell, loud sounds echoed in the vast desert, and scrolls were rising all around. These scrolls were rapidly cleaning the desert.
The Huangsha tribe that Baler had just defeated suffered heavy damage in a short time!
And in a huge cave in the rolling snow-capped mountains far away, a yak as big as a small mountain opened its eyes again.
Different from the past, at this moment, it suddenly twitched its nose, and then looked at the place where its body was lying.
Under its body was a huge stone, and there was light flashing in it at the moment, and the yak was frightened and angry.
"Luck, isn't it about affecting luck? Who wants to change luck?!"
But at this moment, in the vast ocean in the far east, the sea surface here suddenly started to boil.
The seawater seemed to be boiling at this moment, and countless fish surged up. When the surrounding fish saw this situation, they fled crazily and did not dare to stay here for a while.
And in a dark place at the bottom of the sea, a pair of eyes suddenly opened.
Its huge body was tumbling in the sea at the moment, as if it was feeling something. Suddenly, its body lifted up, and several stones fell apart under it.
A cold light suddenly burst out from it, illuminating the deep sea area and the huge body in the next moment.
A giant dragon with golden light all over its body is like a mountain covering the bottom of the sea.
A pair of huge eyes flashed at this moment, looking at the flashing light, it made a low sound at this moment, and there was some shock and horror in its eyes.
"Black dragon..."
A humming sound spread in the sea water, and the next moment a figure slowly came over, with black scales showing its identity.
The black dragon was suspended in the sea in front of him, with a somewhat frightened look on his face, and he also made a low sound at this moment.
"Dragon God, has your luck been touched?"
Jin Long's eyes were still sharp. At this moment, he was just concentrating on the light emitting from the stone under him, and then said solemnly.
"It's the human race. This time it's not touching the destiny, but rewriting it."
When the black dragon heard this, his body suddenly twisted, and then he said angrily.
"Dragon God, what should I do?"
Dragon God raised his eyes slightly, but seemed to have thought of something, and said in a deep voice.
"Find what he wrote and give it to me along with him."
"He is more dangerous than the man before."
The black dragon looked determined, and at this moment, his body suddenly exerted force and disappeared from the deep sea.
The Dragon God looked at the mountain-like stone under him, and his expression seemed to be filled with excitement.
"Why do I feel that this time, our sea clan is in crisis?"
At the same time, on the land of China, countless people looked towards the sky, pointing at the colorful clouds in the sky with surprised expressions.
There seemed to be vibrations in the sky, but strangely it had no effect on him at all.
This kind of celestial phenomenon caused many people to look frightened and caused a lot of riots for a while.
In Chang'an, the light was even greater. The people in Chang'an saw a wave rushing violently towards the surroundings, and then disappeared the next moment.
The sky suddenly changed its appearance, and bursts of loud sounds came from the sky, shocking people's hearts.
Countless literati looked up at this moment. They felt that the literary power in their bodies had suddenly shaken. Many literati in Chang'an City were heading towards the imperial city.