"That's right! This is a problem we cannot avoid." The ancient powerful men in the Dead Desert all nodded.
They were seriously injured, and their lifespan was about to be exhausted. Some of the ancient strong men had already exhausted it, so they were just hanging on for a breath.
At this time, if you start a war with the God Lord, the Demon Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Peacock Ming Dynasty for the sake of face and dignity, it will be very detrimental to yourself.
Not to mention that there is little hope of victory, even if they do win, they will have to pay a huge price, which is something that none of them can afford.
"Forget it this time. As long as the Lord God and others don't come to the place where we sleep, we will pretend that we don't know what to do." An ancient strong man said in a low voice. He obviously made a lot of determination to say this.
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"Anyway, the battle is on the outside and inside, and it has no impact on us." Another ancient strong man said.
Later, the ancient powerful men in the Dead Desert unanimously agreed that as long as the Lord God and others and the battle fluctuations did not affect the sleeping place, then they should just turn a blind eye, close one eye and pretend not to know anything.
At the same time, an extremely small sandworm came to the ancient powerhouse.
This sandworm is the same as ordinary sandworms, its body is blood red, and its combat power is equivalent to that of a peak warrior of the ninth level of Tengkong, almost rivaling that of Jindan Zhenren.
The ancient strong man in the Necromantic Desert was not surprised when he saw the sandworms appearing, but took a deep breath.
When many ancient powerful men inhaled, the naked eye could clearly see several long rivers of blood flying out of the sandworm's body.
These were all warriors who were killed and devoured by sandworms. Most of them were soaring warriors, a few were cicada warriors, and none of them were Jindan Zhenren, let alone the Venerable Master and Zhou Tianquan.
"Too little, such a little power of blood cannot prevent the decay of the body and soul." The ancient strong man with the holy light weapon on his head said dissatisfied.
"I really want to go out and go on a killing spree and devour billions of venerables and countless quasi-powerful beings, so that I can live for another million years."
The other ancient powerful men showed murderous intent, but quickly calmed down.
"Now is not the time. Taking action rashly may lead to suppression by the higher-ups of the human race, and even the powerful gods of other races may take action."
"Keep waiting. As long as there is a change in the world, it will be another gluttonous feast. We can continue to live and wait for the opportunity of immortality."
"Wait a minute!" At this time, a short old man suddenly said, apparently knowing what had just happened from the weak thoughts of the sandworms scattering.
The army of sandworms besieged Luo Chen, Master Hang Ling and others, and the whole army was almost annihilated. In the end, if Luo Chen hadn't let go, they wouldn't have had stable blood to devour them.
"What did you find?" The other ancient powerful men looked over.
"It seems that I have found the target of the Lord God and others." The short old man moved his hands, the space became chaotic, and then a figure appeared, it was Luo Chen.
"Is this him?" The ancient powerful men's eyes fell on Luo Chen, and their brows immediately furrowed.
Because Luo Chen looks very ordinary, there is nothing different about him.
What's more important is that Luo Chen's cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Golden Core, and he is not even a venerable one. Why did he attract the God Master, the Demon Clan, the Spirit Clan, the Stone Clan, and the Peacock Ming King's clan to personally come forward?
"Just to kill a real Jindan person, is it necessary to alert the God Transformation Power?" The ancient powerful men had doubts in their hearts and could not understand.
"The Lord God and others are not fools. They will not waste their precious training time for a little golden elixir master. So this shows a problem. This person is not simple, at least not as simple as the seventh level of the golden elixir." The ancient strong man with the holy light weapon on his head.
The person opened his mouth and said.
The other ancient powerful men nodded and became very interested in Luo Chen.
"This man is a sensible person. He guessed that we were behind the sandworms and did not kill them all. However, this powerful Kong Ling and the four peak sages dared to do this. They must be killed." The short old man said angrily.
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Sandworms are one of the means they deployed in the Desert of the Dead, specifically to kill the warriors who enter the Desert of the Dead, and feed themselves with the flesh and blood of these warriors so that they can continue to live.
The powerful Kong Ling and the four peak sages want to destroy all the sandworms, which will cut off their way of survival, and the ancient strong men will naturally become angry.
"Small, quasi-mighty, several venerables actually want to cut off our way of survival, they must be killed!" All the ancient powerful men nodded.
"Leave this matter to me!" The short old man snorted coldly, and then left the sleeping place.
The other ancient powerful men looked at the short old man who quickly disappeared and sneered, not understanding what the other person was planning.
It's not just that they are interested in the flesh and blood of Kong Ling and the four peak sages. After devouring them, they can live longer.
However, taking action will consume one's own limited power and involve certain risks. Unless this power is really needed, no one is willing to do it.
It is for this reason that other ancient powerful men did not compete with the short and powerful men.
The short old man is different. His longevity has long been exhausted and he relies on the power of flesh and blood. Now that the power of flesh and blood of low-level warriors has no effect, he naturally focuses on the powerful Kong Ling and the four peak sages.
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On the other side, Luo Chen and his party went deep into the Necromantic Desert and followed the route through the periphery. They did not know that the ancient strong men deep in the Necromantic Desert had already understood everything.
"Nephew, have you discovered a problem?" Venerable Hang Ling walked to Luo Chen and said.
Luo Chen nodded and then said.
"It's too peaceful, a little abnormal."
"That's right!" Venerable Hang Ling's eyes were full of worry.
Logically speaking, people from the Monster Clan, Spirit Clan, Stone Clan, Peacock Ming King Clan, as well as the Kingdom of God organization, and the Wuji Dao Sect should have already laid the trap, or even rushed out.
But they have been in the Desert of the Dead for such a long time, and they will cross out soon. The other party has not moved at all. No matter how you look at it, it is a bit strange.
"Did they give up?" Master Hang Ling murmured.
"Impossible!" Luo Chen smiled coldly. He didn't know about other people, but he still knew the Lord of God very well. There was no way the other party would let him go.
Because the hatred between him and the Divine Kingdom organization has long reached the point where it cannot be eliminated. In addition, he has an unusual relationship with Meng Shenji and Mengdie. This is something that the Divine Lord does not want to see. Even if it is for the position of the Divine Lord, he will suffer.
How could the killer give up midway?
What's more, the Undead Desert is a good place to lay traps. Intercepting him here can save a lot of trouble.
"They all want me dead. They will never miss such a good opportunity. The current calm is just a sign before the storm." Luo Chen said with a smile, not afraid at all.
Seeing how calm Luo Chen was, Lord Hang Ling didn't think much and continued on his way.