When they arrived at the back, Liu Fengqi and the other five people were obviously a little overwhelmed. They were all tired and panting, and reluctantly followed the other practitioners at the back.

After holding on until dusk, they all fell to the ground exhausted, looking as if they were about to faint.

That night, it was Ren's turn to guard.

Ren came out and glanced at Qin Cheng with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng is indeed quite capable of condensing huge rock towers, but I prefer sand to rocks."

Then, in front of the cultivators, Ren didn't know what method he used, and the long yellow sand began to fly upward crazily, as if it was blown up by a tornado.

Soon, towers made entirely of sand appeared in front of everyone.

"Gathering sand into a tower? This guy's method is very clever." Yang Gong said with a slight movement in his expression.

Condensing sand and gravel into a tall tower is not a simple technique, especially when the monks dissipate the spiritual energy to keep the sand tower tall.

This technique, like Qincheng's condensation of rocks yesterday, is a special secret technique, which completely changes the structure of the gravel.

Moreover, this is a desert, so Ren's methods are easier to use than Qin Cheng's.

"Qin Cheng, why do you feel that this guy is so annoying? He targets you everywhere and insists on comparing himself with you." Fu Mo muttered.

"This guy is indeed very powerful." Qin Cheng said lightly.

Regardless of whether the other party does it intentionally or unintentionally, this Ren is very mysterious and is by no means a simple guy.

Renn built a total of four towers made of gravel.

The people following Ren were quite excited at first, but after Ren came out, they waved their hands and said they were too tired to gather the sand tower, and directly assigned the night watch work to these nine people.

After several people fell in disgrace, he swaggered directly and ran to sleep in the sand tower.

The cultivators were also a little speechless, and at the same time there was nothing they could do about this weird Ren.

On the third day, it was Yang Gong, Huang Mu Taoist and others' turn to be on duty.

Yang Gong and Yang Gong did not take care of themselves, and one of them was responsible for the whole night.

As a result, it was peaceful for two nights. Just when everyone thought that the watch was just a routine matter, something happened that night.

In the middle of the night, a shrill scream suddenly rang out somewhere in the desert.

The sound pierced the sky, and all the cultivators who were sitting cross-legged were awakened.

"What happened?" Elder Youzhou stood up with a puzzled look on his face.

"Did any monsters notice that I was waiting? Where are Yang Gong and Taoist Huangmu?"

call out!

Before everyone could recover and started talking, not far away, two figures had already flown out.

"Go over and have a look."

Seeing that Ren En and Qin Cheng had already flown out, the cultivators also followed suit.

When his consciousness dispersed, he discovered that Taoist Huangmu had already flown over first.

When they landed at the place where the scream occurred, Taoist Huangmu and several others circled around with solemn expressions, staring at something in the yellow sand.

"What's wrong, Huang Mu."

Finally, Yang Gong also flew over in a hurry.

He was on duty for half the night. He had just started practicing and was still on the other side. Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard a sound.

"Fellow Taoists, I'm afraid we are in trouble."

Taoist Huang Mu looked gloomy and stood up slowly.

"What's the trouble? What's inside?" Yang Gong said hurriedly.

Taoist Huangmu slowly stepped aside, and all the cultivators focused their attention on him. Many of the cultivators' pupils shrank immediately.

Just between a few people, on the yellow sand, was the corpse of a monk.

In other words, it would be more appropriate to describe it as corpses.

Because although the monk was wearing clothes, there was no flesh and blood inside, leaving only a pile of bones.

When the night wind blew, only the broken steps wrapped in bones made a sound.

And judging from the torn clothes, the dead man was clearly a disciple of the Sanyang Sect.

"Junior Brother Li!"

When they recognized the immortal weapon in the deceased's hand, several Sanyang Sect monks' eyes turned red and they couldn't help but cry out in grief and anger.

"Huang Mu, what's going on? What kind of monster attacked him."

When Yang Gong saw the tragic death of his sect disciple, his expression changed instantly.

He walked over and bent down, trying to investigate the situation. As soon as he touched the bones of the corpse, the dense white bones instantly made an overwhelming rattling sound, and then they shattered and turned into a ball of powder.

Yang Gong was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that just a gentle scratch would have such an effect.

Then, when he realized something, his face suddenly turned aside.

"The bones of the Tribulation Realm monk who died just now are so fragile. Are you saying that it was that thing that did it?"

"Yes, it must be the black demon. I didn't expect this thing to appear again." Taoist Huang Mu also looked solemn.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a chill ran down the spines of all the cultivators.

The black demon is a thing that everyone in Shacheng has heard about and has changed their temper, but they didn't expect it to appear here again.

"Wait a minute, what is the Black Demon? Why can't I understand what you are saying?" On the side, Ren crossed his arms and frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Lei, you arrived late, so you don't know that this black demon is a monster near Shacheng. It is extremely fast and specializes in attacking monks and sucking their flesh and blood. Anyone killed by him will be like this one in front of you.

Just like a human being, only white bones remain in the body, and they are dry bones."

Taoist Huangmu's face looked a little ugly.

"And the worst thing is that until now, no one has seen what this beast looks like and doesn't know what it is."

"But that's not right. We are already so far away from Shacheng. This black demon is near Shacheng. Why does it appear here?" Liu Fengqi frowned.

"Is it another black demon?"

"I don't know. It would be fine if that were the case. But the most terrifying thing is that this thing has been following us." Lin Songyue said solemnly.

"No way."

"Then what will we do next!"

After he finished speaking, the cultivators felt even more nervous, their scalps were numb, and they were trembling a little while speaking.

A monk who was in the realm of transcending tribulations only had time to let out a scream before he lost his life.

If this black demon attacks other people, wouldn't it have the same result?

Except for the Ersei cultivator, Ren En Qincheng and other talented people, everyone here has become each other's food.

When they were in the sand city, the cultivators could still hide in the city to avoid this beast, but this place was a land of endless yellow sand, with no cover around it.

And if this thing followed us all the way, wouldn't it mean that we wouldn't be able to get rid of this beast tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

Everyone is terrified when they think of a monster that can kill them at any time, always hiding in the dark.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, you have been exploring the area for a long time, have you found anything?"

After everyone flew over, the first ones to arrive, besides Huang Mu and others, were Qin Cheng and Ren En.

Seeing Qin Cheng squatting aside, seemingly feeling something in the gravel with his fingers, the ancestor of the Chen family asked.

"Nothing found."

Qin Cheng stood up and shook his head.
Chapter completed!