!!

The long gun in his hand scratched a disabled in the sandy sea. More than a dozen sand rushed to the sand, and suddenly exploded.

There are not many true gas left, supporting Yi Qingwu statue is a savage generally insisting on fighting. However, when the true gas flows in the real gas channel in the body, it is painful like a knife cut. This is a sign of exhaustion.

Her sight has begun to blur.

Puff!

The sound of the Blade cut through the body came, and a painful pain made Yi Qingwu a little sober.

She looked down, her shoulders, waist and abdomen, and four shocking blood caves were spraying blood outwards.

"Seeing ghosts, this time it was really killed by this bastard. People who act as heroes have to die!" Yi Qing dance smiled bitterly, and he could not deal with the bleeding wound.

Surprisingly, the red and red arcs were cut out for half a month, and more than a dozen Sand tried to sneak in two sections.

To this extent, the dilemma of fighting all the food was long. Meng Fei gave her life -saving elixir, all of which were consumed, long guns were off, swords were covered with cracks, and the armor on her body was also tattered, but the sand clan seemed to be like the sand.

Like an ants that can never be killed, the tide continues to rush over the sky, without the end, making people desperate.

"It seems that Meng Dashao's bastard has failed. It is estimated that this bastard himself is also in the hands of the Tsar ..." Yi Qingwu shaking, a shot on his thigh, gritted his teeth to cut the attacker with a sword and a sword.

When she dropped her head, she kneeling on the ground halfway, a sword cut out of the other sand, and laughed:

"I didn't expect that I would die in such a place. I am afraid that after the death, the corpse will become mud, and no one will know that I will die with Meng Dashao's abominable bastard dying in this Green Haizhou.

It's a bit unwilling! "

In all directions, the Sha tribe roared and rushed over.

Yi Qingwu is unable to resist.

She closed her eyes, running the disability in the body's flames, preparing to explode, leaving the last drop of blood ...

At this time, a terrible force appeared in the sandy sea as Changhong Guanri.

The light of the light makes people open, and the sand clan in all directions emit painful mourning, like a frog boiled frog burned by waste water.

Yi Qingwu instinctively opened her eyes and saw a scene that made her dazzling--

Under this white light, the powerful sand clan, like the snowman in the scorching sun, melted little by little, struggling crazy, but could not resist such power.

The high -quality sand clan of the respected state is also inevitable, but it is less than a few minutes than the ordinary Sands.

In the next moment, an indescribable sense of burning comes towards Yi Qing dance.

"It's really a ghost, what is this?" Yi Qingwu opened her eyes and yelled, retreating again and again.

At this moment-

"Hey? Again people who are ancient witch kingdoms are fighting with the sand here? It's really stupid. The power of the sand tribe can be able to fight against it. If you are lucky, you are lucky.

! ""

Although a clear, it contains an unscrupulous voice that is proud of the proud sound. It sounded in the ear of Yi Qingwu. She hadn't waited for her to respond, but suddenly glanced at a white figure.

Entering the portal behind him, a flash of flashes.

A strong man ?!

A absolute strong!

Yi Qing dance opened his mouth.

Although it was just a glimpse, Yi Qingwu was sure. This sudden unbelievable person must come from the human race. The acne using the syllable he used when he spoke was so familiar.

Yi Qingwu looked up at the surrounding scenes. It was just like dreaming. After the sight of the high -level sand, the residue left everywhere, and within a few kilometers of the square, no sand tribe survived.

The almost endless army seemed to be eliminated by this hit.

In the sandy sea, there is still a faint incandescent color flame, which easily kills all the creatures that entered it. Even Meng Dashao left it before, and the black sword marking of most of the sand clams before was quiet.

Suddenly melted in such incandescent flames.

What is the power of this ...?

At this moment, Yi Qingwu suddenly felt like a frog sitting in a well.

After sitting in place for a while, after recovering a little strength, Yi Qingwu stood up and turned around and did not enter the portal.

The mysterious strong man defeated the sand army, and there was no need to guard it here.

Yi Qingwu could choose to escape, but she did not.

"Even if you can't die like a bastard Meng Shao, at least, I should figure out what happened after the gates, and who is this mysterious strong man, who is it?

Can't let the hero's glory, be buried by the darkness. If I can, at least I should help Meng Dashao collect the corpse, and then spread his deeds to it! "I don't know why, Yi Qingwu suddenly respected Meng Fei.

This damn bastard is a glory and asshole, which should be remembered, and should not be forgotten.

Nympho

Of course, Meng Fei did not know that in the minds of Yi Qingwu, he has become a glorious sacrifice martyr ... But to be honest, if he was not afraid of being chased by the emperor of the Sand tribe, he would not come here to send to death to death.

Then, then

After he destroyed the altar, he discovered more important things.

In the array method, the blue beauty of the blue beauty on the surface of the rock is like a pattern that contracted the pattern, and eventually disappeared completely. The base of more than six meters high in the altar loses the maintenance of the original power.

Open.

The huge rock rolled down on all sides, revealing a small small white altar hidden below.

This is a small altar like white jade. It is only about half of them tall, shining with holy atmosphere. The whole is carved from a very rare and precious white god material.

The white light shone, like the soft palm of the mother, can calm the scars on the person, without the slightest suffocation, which is completely different from the violent and sharp feeling of the previous altar.

On the whole body of a small white altar, a slightly fine light shred in a strand of hair wandering, it seems to be inlaid under the surface of the white god material, and interlaced with each other.

A strange rhythm.

This golden wire is obviously the law of the law, but it has no slightest strength and leakage. Obviously it is the strength and method of this white altar manufacturer.

However, it can be noted that on the edge of the small altar of white magic materials, there is a strand of bright gray mist, which penetrates out little by little, and then quickly floats.

After rising to four or five hundred meters, it suddenly bloomed, and the burning light was released, and the sharp expansion and spread, forming a domineering and violent bright gray light, rising from the sky, cutting through the yellow cover covering the city, separated.

The heavy dark sand sea disappears above!

This is the power of power that can be seen in the sand.

"This should be the seal that has been sealed by the Emperor Xiaotian Tsar. It really is God's skills. Below it, it should be the body of the Emperor Xiaotian." Meng Fei looked back at the imprisonment of being imprisoned in the seal

Xiaotian Tsar in the spiritual symbol.

At this time, the Tsar, because Meng Fei destroyed the altar, the strength had completely stopped growing, and he lost his anger. Although he was struggling with anger and madly, it was obvious that there was no such big threat just now. It is estimated that it was a while for a while.

There is absolutely no way to break out from the sealing symbol.

This has given Meng Fei enough time.

Meng Fei was going to give up the idea of ​​repairing the seal and set up a pair of pictures next to it, as if adding a lock on the anti -theft door. Although it can not be completely eliminated, it can definitely extend the time when Xiao Tian breaks out.

For a few months, and when that time, Meng Fei had completely stepped out of the Oasis Sands.

The measure of power is also the best choice.

Today, when I came to the world's world, I was finally about to be completed.

Meng Fei smiled slightly, exhaled a turbid air, relaxed in his heart, and was about to arrange it. At this time, unexpected changes suddenly appeared.

A powerful and trembling horror atmosphere suddenly galloped from a distance.

In the moment, it has already come to the top of the collapsed temple, but at the moment when a little pause, Meng Fei vaguely saw a proud standing figure appearing, and he had to see the identity of this person in the future.

I saw a figure with a finger, two five -finger -wide white sword gas, separated, white thunderbolt, Pei Ran Mo Yu, one left and right towards Meng Fei and the Xuantian Tsar who was imprisoned in the distance in the distance

Stroke!

"I fuck!" Meng Fei scolded in an absence, rolling over when he turned over, the black sword, a block in front of him.

boom!
Chapter completed!