The disciples of the Qingling Holy Sect were all desperate. They thought they had escaped, but they did not expect that they were still in the formation.

"Master Ye, why don't you leave?"

Xia Zhiyu's face changed in shock.

She found that Ye Qing was still standing beside her, motionless.

There were also disciples from Dayan Academy who also did not move at all.

Xia Zhiyu felt warm in her heart.

None of her classmates stayed to help her at the critical moment.

Among all the people in the Qingling Holy Sect, she is the strongest. It is what she should do if she stays and breaks up the family for her fellow sect without any regrets.

However, the indifference of everyone in the Qingling Holy Sect somewhat chilled her heart.

The other disciples just left.

Ji Qianhe is fully capable and can stay and help Xia Zhiyu.

But he didn't.

Ye Qing and everyone in Dayan Academy were just friends who met Xia Zhiyu for the first time.

But he can stay.

Xia Zhiyu had mixed feelings in her heart.

"If you want to break the formation, destroying the sand sculpture is not enough. I'm afraid you need to kill the sand demon!" Ye Qing said solemnly.

Just now, Ye Qing has been observing.

The power of the sand sculpture is actually maintained by the sand demon!

As long as the sand demon dies, the so-called formation will naturally collapse.

"Boy, you are very smart!"

"You, a bunch of ants, still want to break through my wind erosion formation! It's unbelievable!"

"I, the wind-corroded sand king, will kill you with ease!"

The sand demon was rampant, making strange laughter, manifesting its eagle form, rampaging, and swallowing two Qingling Holy Sect disciples in an instant!

In the earthly fairyland, in front of the wind-eroded sand king, it is vulnerable and can only be reduced to blood food!
Chapter completed!