Ninefold Modifier

Chapter 78
Chapter 120 IX

Under the horrified eyes of the two, after the huge sandy cage was disbanded, nine of the figures suddenly attacked the other nine!

"Is this... uneven distribution of spoils?" Ye Yang was taken aback.

Before Ye Yang could react, the Sandmen who hadn't had time to defend themselves were suddenly attacked and turned into pieces...

Among the nine killings who attacked, the tallest figure held up a bright light, and wherever the light went, those scattered auras gathered uncontrollably into the bright light!

Before those ethereal auras could recondense into a new Sand Man, they were all sucked into the Daoming Lamp.

As all the nine spiritual qi were absorbed into the lamp, there was no movement in the entire desert.

The sand man with a bright lamp took a few steps forward, collected all the spiritual sand left over from the ashes of the spirit-thirsty beast, then turned around and flew away in another direction.

The rest of the Badaosha people didn't say a word, they followed silently.

Because of the God of Thunder by his side, even the people of the Sha tribe, who claim to be the sons of the desert, have never found Ye Yang and the three of them. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared in the dust all over the sky...

"Then...it doesn't seem to be the direction of Huisha City?" Ye Yang asked doubtfully.

"No, it's the opposite." Yi Pofeng couldn't understand more and more. The comrades who were fighting closely before suddenly violently killed people in the next moment, and then flew away from the Sahara Desert... Could it be possible? And what strange tradition of the Sand Clan?But it's tradition again, killing the same race?It's too much!

Thor shook his head: "It's not that simple, follow up and have a look."

Thunder God, who can be called half of the Sand people, has a good understanding of the culture of the Sand people. He imprisoned the aura and prevented the tribe from returning to the tree of the Sand god after death. This is the same as imprisoning the soul of human beings after death to prevent them from entering reincarnation. .Thor doesn't know whether reincarnation exists or not, but the Sand Clan does rely on the aura reincarnation of the Sand God Tree to maintain the strength of the entire group.

The wind and sand all the way, the scorching sun was in the sky, and each of those sand people was stronger than Yi Pofeng. In addition, they were members of the Sand tribe. Under the sand escape, the speed was not comparable to Ye Yang and Yi Pofeng, but this Thunder God didn't say anything, and directly led the two of them into a ray of breeze, shuttled through the desert, and followed closely behind the figure of the Nine Dao Sand Man.

After killing his companion, the figure of the Nine Dao Sand Clan rushed on the road at a high speed, day and night, and occasionally encountered a few spirit-thirsty beasts whose eyes were red for the spirit sand. Under the joint response of the nine strong men, He died almost instantly.

But outside the central region of the Sahara, the density of spirit-thirsty beasts dropped significantly.

In this way, one day and one night, the Jiudaosha people crossed the dangerous and unpredictable Sahara Desert and came to the edge of the desert.

Lei Shen, who had been following the Nine Dao Sand Man, put Ye Yang and Yi Pofeng down, and with a slight trick, the light within ten feet around him was completely distorted. With the naked eye alone, it was impossible to see that they were standing here. A few hundred meters behind the Jiudaosha man.

A few hundred meters is no longer a distance for Yi Pofeng and Ye Yang. A-level superiors, the physical speed breaks through the sound barrier, hundreds of meters, but the distance of the blink of an eye.

For a leader-level powerhouse like Raytheon, there is no difference between being hundreds of meters away and standing behind the Nine Dao Sand Man.

"Huh..." Although they traveled thousands of miles a day and a night, it was not Ye Yangyi who made the effort. To be precise, they didn't make any effort at all, and they all relied on Thor's free ride.

Since the nine sandmen came to the edge of the desert, they sat on the ground, as if they had become sand sculptures again.

"Ale? What kind of plane is this?" Ye Yang really couldn't understand this time, and traveled thousands of miles just to see the scenery on the edge of the desert?
"Should you be waiting for someone?" Yi Pofeng forced his voice into a line, and the voice was transmitted to Ye Yang.

Seeing the cautious appearance of the two juniors, Lei Shen couldn't help but chuckled and said, "It's better to be so cautious. Even if you shout out your throat, your voice won't be able to reach me."

"This..." Ye Yang and Yi Pofeng looked at each other and nodded. They have long been accustomed to Thunder God's unpredictable methods. The small method of suppressing sound and sound can be done even if they maintain it wholeheartedly. Come on, how can the majestic Thor not be able to do it?
Finally, after the three of them had waited for about an hour, Thor, who had been meditating peacefully, opened his eyes slightly.

Seemingly aware of it, Ye Yang and Yi Pofeng also looked hundreds of meters away.

In the distance, at the place where the hot air at the edge of the desert interferes with the relatively moist and refreshing air around, a few indistinct figures slowly approached. In the high temperature of the day, the five people in this group were all wearing Arabic robes, black and white. The gauze covered his face, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

"Arabs?!" Ye Yang raised his eyebrows. In the depths of the desert, the sand people can borrow great power with the help of the huge desert aura. Depending on the wind.

But walking to the edge of the desert, there is not much spiritual energy in the sand, and the strength of these sand people has been greatly reduced.

According to Ye Yang's judgment, it would be good if the few sand people now had one-fifth of the power they had when dealing with the spirit-thirsty beasts yesterday.

As for the mysterious comer who appeared to be an 'Arab' with five robes, in Ye Yang's keen perception, the power of Qi and blood is mostly not strong, and the most dreadful one is only one who walks in the strongest position. Fang's thin figure.

"The four high-ranking people whose qi and blood power is roughly between D and C-level have no killing aura. On the contrary, their brain vitality is more active than ordinary people. They should be research-type high-ranking people." Ye Yang deduced He said: "But the black robe at the head... is very strong. He alone may be able to fight against the Jiudaosha people in this state."

After all, there are only Jiudaosha people here now, and the Eighteen Killing Kamikaze Formation cannot be formed.

"You guys are late..." The sand man holding a lamp spoke hoarsely, speaking broken English.

"Did you bring it?" The black-robed man at the beginning was extremely fluent in English, and his accent should be English as his mother tongue, which cut off the guess that he was an Arab.

The sand man holding the lamp obviously knew that they did not have an advantage at the edge of the desert, so he just snorted coldly and passed the lamp in his hand: "Don't forget what you promised."

The man in black nodded, and when he got the lamp, he handed it to his companion in black.

The people in black robes took out their instruments, and after poking at the light for a while, they nodded to the leader in black robes.

The black-robed man at the head said happily: "The Sand People are indeed honest."

"Things." The sand man in the lead didn't budge.

"Don't worry, we are also trustworthy people." The black-robed man was cheerful, but the next moment, his hand slipped out from under the huge burqa like a phantom, and finally hit the person next to the leader Sandman. The attendant's chest...

(End of this chapter)