Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 828

"Among the ruins of the gods, there are many opportunities. Unfortunately, I haven't had time to explore them yet. It just so happens that my Water God Court needs to gather together. I can go in and get rid of those people, and then I'll take a good look."

Taking a deep breath, Jian Fengyun's eyes flashed, and he swept towards the storm area ahead.

The next moment, his figure flickered and appeared in that desert.

This desert is full of yellow sand. From the moment you step into it, you can't see the border at a glance. The storm gradually subsided after a while, leaving a group of dense sandweeds diving into the yellow sand.

These sand weeters are not ordinary sand weeters, each of them is not small in size, but their bodies exude a khaki-yellow demonic aura, and each of them is at least equivalent to an imperial rank demon sand weeter.

"Magic Sandweed!"

Jian Fengyun frowned, and instantly recognized what this sand weeter was.

The devil sand weetle is an ancient fierce beast, which has long since disappeared in the Ten Thousand Realms. I did not expect this kind of fierce beast to exist in the ruins of the gods.

Although this kind of magic sand wetter is just a khaki sand weet, it is no different from ordinary sand weeters, but their bodies contain huge toxicity and are bloodthirsty. Once they smell the breath of blood, they will It will be demonized, revealing its ferocious side.

Anyone who is bitten by the devil's sandweed will quickly start to corrode the person's body, followed by the soul, and it will not be long before the person will be turned into a pool of poisonous blood by the poison of the devil's sandweed, and die in hell.

"It seems that this small world is really extraordinary!" Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and then the power of the law of fire gushed out from under his feet, and stepped forward.

Although the devil sand weeds are terrifying, they also have a weakness, that is, they are afraid of flames. Of course, the flames must at least be the flames of warriors with perfect fire attribute law power.

Jian Fengyun has already comprehended the Dzogchen for the power of the fire attribute law, and it is simply more than enough to use it to dispel these demon sand weeters.

However, Jian Fengyun didn't just simply disperse them, Mo Shaxue contained ancient demonic blood in his body, and his power was extraordinary, and he could completely refine them into his own cultivation base with his skills.

So, soon a young man in white robes manipulating the dark red fire dragon appeared in the desert, massacring the demon sand weeds on a large scale.

"he came."

Deep in the desert, on the tower of a huge stone city, a young man in a black robe looked at the mouth of the desert in the distance and said coldly.

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive. The master sent a letter to let us go back two days ago. You dragged it out for two days. If you make more mistakes, the master will definitely punish you."

The woman in purple robe at the side changed her pretty face when she heard the words of the young man in black robe, she said worriedly.

"Don't worry, since he has stepped into the ancient desert, he is doomed to die here, and I don't need to take action," said the black-robed youth with a sneer in his dark eyes.

"There is no exit from Huanggu Tianmo, and it is extremely dangerous. We rely on the token of our master to barely stay here. It is inevitable that Jian Fengyun will be trapped to death here." The woman in purple also nodded slightly.

"Okay, I've finished what the master told me, let's go, although I can't watch him die with my own eyes, but I can rest assured knowing that he will die." The corner of the black-robed youth's mouth curled into a ferocious sneer, and said .

"Well, Master must be waiting impatiently." The woman in purple responded.

Then, a black token appeared in the hands of the two of them. After crushing, a dark magic door appeared in front of them at the same time. After stepping into it, the magic door closed.

If Jian Fengyun was here, he would definitely recognize that this was Princess Nanyue whom he saw in Xuanming City not long ago and that Xuanmu Mozhen who had fought against him several times.

After half a day, Jian Fengyun had traveled thousands of miles into the desert.

Along the way, he also encountered many disciples from the Holy Academy, the Temple of War, and the Flying Immortal Sect who were struggling to escape.

When encountering them, Jian Fengyun would directly kill them with a wave of his hand without hesitation.

Jian Fengyun's footsteps stopped, and he saw a valley in front of him.

The valley is surrounded by rocks on three sides, and only one exit is left. The exit is a mess, and there are many corpses of demon killers. The ground is covered with dark demon blood. Of course, there are also a lot of blood and the corpses of several human warriors.

"There was a big battle here, it should be done by the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality."

Jian Fengyun glanced around and saw countless footprints and several corpses. They were dressed in the clothes of the Holy Land of Immortality.

"Holy Land of Immortality..." Jian Fengyun murmured, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "They were quite arrogant outside the gate of the ruins before, but they didn't expect to escape to such a deep place in the ruins after something happened."

His impression of the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality is not too bad. At least, the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality are not as overbearing as those forces in the Shen Pavilion, so it is reasonable. Moreover, this Holy Land of Immortality is the power of an old man.

"I don't know if the Holy Land of Immortality managed by Qiongyan still has the combat power it used to." Jian Fengyun frowned slightly, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart.

After the words fell, Jian Fengyun turned into a streamer again, and rushed directly into the valley.

In the depths of the valley, there are already countless living magic sand weeters, and each of these magic sand weeters has turned into pitch black, and their breath is much stronger than ordinary magic sand weeters.

Jian Fengyun sneaked all the way into the middle of the valley, and saw no less than [-] demonized devil sand weeters, among which a few devil sand weeters had even reached the holy rank, with a powerful aura that infiltrated people.

It is obviously extremely difficult for the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality to go all the way to the middle of the valley. It can be easily seen that every tens of miles away, there will be traces of a big battle, which is obviously caused by the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality.

The corpses of those devil sandweeds covered the ground, and the blood was everywhere. Of course, there were also a few corpses of the disciples of the Holy Land of Immortality, dripping with blood, which was too horrible to look at.

"Hundreds of people died."

Jian Fengyun's eyes flickered, he was a little surprised, but then he continued to move forward.

With his speed, the law of wind condenses into a divine court, urging the wind and cloud step, and can span dozens of miles in one step.

Along the way, there were quite a few demon sandweeds who wanted to attack Jian Fengyun, but after feeling the flame breath from Jian Fengyun's body, those demon sand weeters were all shocked and dispersed quickly.

After a quarter of an hour, Jian Fengyun's figure suddenly stopped.

In his eyes, at the end of the valley about several meters away, there are a large number of figures gathering here.

These figures, looking at the blue shirts on their bodies, don't need to think too much, they are people from the Holy Land of Immortality!
In front of the many disciples of the Unold Holy Land, there are many demon sandweeds!
There are so many of these magic sandweeds, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, the number is simply innumerable at a glance
(End of this chapter)