Li Yue received a lot of ill will just by looking at each other outside Fanhuang City. In addition, he had saved some from the New Holy City and on the road, so it wouldn't be a problem to place a few bone trees.
As long as this ruined city is blown up and the magic of the sandstorm is eliminated, the ice lake can be destroyed
Even if it's only for a short moment.
Although Li Yue didn't know where the sandstorm magic spell was, there was no need to ask. The altar that spawned locust monsters in the city must be the same place. Li Yue decided to plant the first bone tree there.
If there were not enough altars, three would be placed in the east, west, and south of the city to overthrow the ruined city.
As for accidentally injuring those businessmen huddled in the building... Li Yue had nothing to do, since he never liked businessmen anyway.
And just when Li Yue exchanged the first bone tree and was about to throw it next to the altar, Ying'er's voice suddenly came to mind.
[Dad, not here...]
"What's not here?" Li Yue asked casually.
"Dad, I know."
The Sand People left behind a skeleton, and their bodies and shadows flashed to the top of the tower.
The same pattern was followed in the east and west of the city. Eight huge bulges appeared in eight directions in the deserted city, and eight swarms of locusts penetrated the ground like tornadoes under the sky.
The photon pigment has not escaped the perception of the locusts.
"What he said doesn't make sense." Da Ya's head was cold just now, and she was far away in the small continent of Sha Kingdom, and she was in a subtle state of indulgence for a while.
"Come on, come on, let me step aside, let you retreat and hide..." The sand people stretched out their arms and gathered a group of people from the Snow Country to retreat into the ice cave.
Ni'er also completely devoured the inner skeleton of the sand people hanging under the giant spider, and the giant spider was dead.
If you think about it carelessly, the seven bone trees must have reached the sky, and it is really impossible to break the advantage of being hidden.
"He's bad, you are Crow..." Crow Snow, the prince of the Snow Country and a local diplomat, maintained his grace and was about to greet the sand people, but was pushed away by the sand people.
Fanhuang City collapsed.
"What do you know?"
"But what if the old goat discovers that you are back?" Ying'er reminded Daiya.
"Are these seven trees enough?" The sand people calculated. Originally, the difference was still seven trees, but that time it was even more unclear.
[The altar is a magic for reproduction rituals and has nothing to do with sandstorm magic.]
"Hey, their reactions are so quick... How can they save humanity like that?" The sand people sighed and stretched out countless tentacles from their backs, slowly absorbing the lava and cold breath that rushed towards them.
The sand people coated their bodies with photon pigments and became invisible on the hanging bone tree, as if they were holding a giant sword and thrust it straight up from under the altar!
The ground is almost hollow and full of insect eggs. There are endless insect eggs.
Under the ice lake, Wang Mu was huddled in an ice cave with nearly a hundred people, waiting for the arrival of the sand people and shadows.
He must have used such an unmarked technique. If it were exposed, it might have been hidden later.
"It's broken? You..." Wang Mu wanted to leave, but when he saw the frightened locusts covering the sky, he began to murmur in his heart.
The altar was shattered upon impact, and the intelligent locusts lying on the surface finally realized that the strange man in tattered robes was harming Fanhuang City.
Shadow Bangbang knocked on the ice and sent a message upwards.
Daia returned to the altar, and then took a look at the tower from a distance.
Seeing the bone tree was like seeing food. The locusts in the south of the city surged, flapped their wings, and scuttled back from the sky to the ground, enjoying the sudden extra meal.
Eight intersections add an altar.
With a flash of sword light, the ice surface opened, and Wang Mu led a group of embarrassed Snow Country people to appear on the ice wall.
The bone tree exploded.
"That's all that's missing..."
Snow country people understand.
Ying'er was very proud.
【We are ready.】
"This is like inserting an underground explosion. It will be worse if you look at it." The sand people's small-scale killing methods are very unrecognizable. Whether they are bone hammer satellites or bone conduction cannons, they are basically unique skills.
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Wang Mu winked, but he was calling the ice magician next to Prince Dong.
A hundred miles away, the King of Locusts turned around and saw the chaos of the eight-pronged locust storm.
If the explosion from the ground is so obvious, maybe it will be regarded as a method of Memphisius?
Calculating the time, the Bone Tree is about to explode, and the Sand People must hear seven loud explosions before they can take action.
Faintly aware of Li Yue's thoughts, Ying'er wanted to help.
The sand people thought of something that was not available, and while adjusting the size of the bone tree outside the template, they used their tentacles to open a path, and first planted a large one in the ancient well in the south of the city.
"Come, let me tell you, there is nothing he can do?"
"That won't work. I have to blow up this altar today." As soon as Li Yue entered the city, he found Fanhuang City unpleasant.
"Close the door, close the door..." The sand people also asked the magicians of the Snow Country to hurry up.
"I know where the sandstorm started..." Li Yue's emotions lit up the bustling city on the map, and Ying'er also deconstructed many details.
The bustling city is boiling.
Even in the frigid and deserted city, we were fully clothed, but our little cloaks were used as beds and spread out on the ground.
"Go slow..." Daiya realized that the locusts were chewing faster than the bone tree could heal itself. Once chewed through, the explosion might be delayed.
So the underlying logic is that the locusts are not "very thirsty" when they eat the ice lake?
There is not even a source of water.
On the other hand, Xiao Zong's well-intentioned income suddenly stagnated.
There is no life, only broken bones that have not been chewed, and quicksand that has not yet leaked to the ground.
As soon as the giant sword was inserted, the locusts in the entire city seemed to have exploded and flew towards the sand people.
The sand people wanted to retreat out of the ice, but found that it was difficult for their tentacles to absorb the heat of the ice lake, so they retreated immediately.
As for these broken bones and so on, they were all taken care of by Wang Mu with one sword.
[Hey, dad thinks you are very unhelpful.]
[Get the year +4444, +4444.]
The ritual lines of the sandstorm are hidden on the ground, relatively chaotic, but there are eight intersections, namely a post station in the west of the city, a dry well in the south of the city, and a market in the east of the city.
They don't seem to care too much about these crushed eggs.
The small area south of the city was filled, and the insect eggs burst and then swelled; they retreated backwards.
Xiao's tattered robe only mixed the breath of the sand people to match that of Daiya. The locusts could not harm Li Yue normally, but they definitely allowed Li Yue to fight back.
But there was not one loud bang, eight loud bangs and a violent earthquake.
Li Yue understood.
Although Fanhuang City is desolate and dry, it actually brings a little convenience to Daiya - she only needs to adjust the bone tree to be larger, and it can be pushed back directly, but it still has to be propped up with tentacles.
"Bad..." Ying'er said while marking several key points of sandstorm magic in the sand people's minds.
And when the sand people pushed away the swarm of insects, they were shocked to find that beneath the thick layer of locusts, the surface was actually a barren land, almost shattering at the touch of a touch.
Ying'er gave the answer - in that chaotic situation, what Ying'er could see was less vague than the sand people.
The hollow ground shook violently, and lava and bone fragments rushed towards the face, covering up the submerged air.
Although many demons and little people in the small continent have forgotten the sand people, the old goat may not be able to remember them again.