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957. Chapter 957 Wrath of the Sandworm 9

Relying on his ears and perception, Mu was also able to avoid those bolides very deftly.

However, because the quicksand everywhere affected some of his avoidance, the robe he was wearing had also been ignited by the flames.

Fortunately, Zi Tong arrived in time, grabbed his robe and pulled hard.

With a bang, the thin cloak on his body broke. If it had been later, his hair would have been touched by the flames.

He casually threw away Mu's thin cloak that was already burning with flames, and Zi Tong grabbed his wrist.

"Walk!"

She and Fen Tian were connected and knew that the work of breaking the hole was almost coming to an end. The next blow would be when the wall was broken and the hole collapsed. If he didn't leave, it would be too late.

The two of them flapped their wings at the same time and rushed towards Fen Tian in mid-air.

At this time, Fentian had already flapped his wings with all his strength and was about to launch the final full-force collision.

When Zi Tong rushed over with Mu, Fentian had already risen from the ground and turned into a stream of light.

Grabbing the ivy on one of the iron boxes, Zi Tong dragged Mu over with force and pressed his hand on the ivy.

"pay close attention!"

Mu followed his words and held on to Ivy tightly.

Gu Luocheng flew up and stabbed the air with his sword.

The Sand Worm Queen rushed up unwillingly and bit Fentian's tail with her mouth wide open.

Mu and Zitong turned around at the same time and waved in unison.

A beam of moonlight and a beam of lightning rushed towards the Sand Worm Queen at the same time, hitting her face and exploding.

In the dazzling brilliance, Fentian had once again hit the sand arm above his head. The sharp tip pierced the thick rock. Its two hind paws were grabbing the stone wall hard, and then it pushed upwards.

On the calm beach, a wave of sand several feet high suddenly burst out, and then a huge figure rushed out along with the flying gravel.

The whole body is golden, the body is more than ten meters in size, and the golden scales on the flesh wings are shining in the sun.

Each of its two huge front paws carried a large black iron box.

There is a green ivy wrapped around the iron box, and a person is standing on the top of the box. His body is covered with sand and dust, his face is haggard but happy, it is Lan Yinshui, the young master of Bishui City.

Under the iron box, there were two people hanging.

A man in white clothes holds a long silver staff in his hand.

A mysterious robe with gold trim, holding a dark purple two-edged long knife in his hand.

Of course, it's Zitong and Mu.

Fentian successfully led everyone out of the hole.

Flying into the air, it gently shook its fleshy wings, and countless sand fell down, just like a huge sandstorm. The quicksand on its back fell, instantly filling up a sand valley, and not far away, a sand dune was piled up.

Zi Tong turned around and looked at Mu next to her.

She originally wanted to see how he was doing, but at first glance, she saw that the face covering on his body had fallen off at some point, and the face facing her was as white as snow.

People said that it was made of pink and jade. Zi Tong always thought it was a bit exaggerated before. Only when she saw Mu's true appearance did she understand what this word meant.

His skin is like snow jade, white and moist, and the skin seems to be transparent. And on that snow jade-like face, there are noses that are also carved from ice crystals, and a pair of lips that are extremely light.

pink.

If Beichen is as noble as a god, Wuyang is as evil as a demon, then Mu is an elf.

"scared you?"

Listening to Zi Tong's somewhat unusual breathing, Mu quickly turned his face away from facing her.

From the time he was sensible, he knew that he was different from others.


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