The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

But it was too late when they wanted to leave. The Black Emperor's two claws grabbed their backs and threw them directly at the teleportation array.

"Jingle bells~!"

After seeing Qin Xuan and the little girl entering the teleportation array, Hei Huang pricked up his ears and listened to the movement inside.

"Whoo~~!"

It was deeply relieved, "I'll just say, this emperor's teleportation formation is still reliable~!"

Then he stepped inside, and then followed.

"Wang Wang... I rely on, where is this, is there anyone out there~!"

There was a frantic barking of dogs, and then the teleportation circle disappeared.

Yellow sand everywhere, gusts of wind blowing with bursts of heat, the temperature is beyond human imagination!

What's more dangerous is that there are quicksand pits appearing from time to time, and even creatures that live here all year round will suffer.

This is the place where the spring wind and rain are forgotten.

Qin Xuan, the little girl Qin Yao, the big black dog Hei Huang, the two and one dog stared at the boundless desert for a long time without saying a word.

"Black Emperor, take out another teleportation array, this time I do it voluntarily, you don't need to throw me~!"

Qin Xuan opened his mouth.

"Me too, this girl doesn't want to stay here, there is no monster here!"

The little girl Qin Yao agreed.

Two to one, Qin Xuan expressed that his objection was invalid.

The black emperor was more single with a mourning face, and the dog paw covered his face and mourned: "." The emperor also wanted to leave, but I made that one in the teleportation array! "

"And don't expect this emperor to fly you out, the Western Desert is far more than ten million miles away from the Eastern Wasteland, at least you have to fly to the Year of the Monkey Horse Moon! What's more, this emperor feels the suppression of a kind of Buddhist power here. The cultivation base has gone to three points, so this emperor will not be so ostentatious~!"

All in all, the Black Emperor is a sentence, if you want to go, there is no way!

With a sigh, Qin Xuan patted the sand on his body and walked into the depths of the desert.

The Big Dipper East Wilderness and the Shaking Light Rising Dragon Club are now on their fifth day and are about to come to an end.

God King Tiji Void disappeared inexplicably, and Qin Xuan's departure seemed to be the beginning of the end (King Qian's).

Immediately after that, Chu Fei, the desolate holy body with whom he had befriended, Wang Wei, the god and demon body, and Jiang Yu, the emperor's son, left one after another!

With them in front, the others naturally have no reason to stay.

The curtain ended standing on the fluctuating holy sage, Xiantian Sword Body Sword Thirteen staring at the dying lights, the palace tower that used to be full of arrogance a few days ago, turned his back to the people behind him.

"Did we do something wrong? This shouldn't be the fluctuating light in my heart~!"

The long sword behind him screamed, and Jian Shisan told his decision.

The long sword was unsheathed, suspended in front of the Xiantian sword body Jian Shisan, the cold light swept past, and it had already controlled the sword in the sky, heading towards the nine heavens!

"Ugh!"

A deep sigh came from the depths of the fluctuating light! .

Chapter [-] Demon Tribe

The Western Desert is so big, I don’t know how many tens of millions of miles away, except for the monsters who can endure harsh environments and the monks who only focus on Buddhist scriptures, I’m afraid no one can stand the environment here.

If the East Desert is compared to a busy street, then the West Desert is really a Gobi to be developed.

The madness was rampant, and after avoiding countless quicksands from the ground, Qin Xuan finally saw a dilapidated town.

It is said to be a dilapidated town, but to be precise, it should not even be a small town. Several thatched cottages and irregularly distributed stone houses constitute the most primitive community in the desert.

In the demon clan community, Qin Xuan recognized the tribe in front at a glance.

At the same time, the tribesmen in this tribe of demon clan also saw the boy who appeared in the desert. The boy of the demon clan looked at Qin Xuan curiously, with the most primitive mane on his face. They wondered why the big brother appeared in the distance. not like them.

The adult demon clan was dressed in animal skins and signaled to the women in the clan to bring the child in with an iron fork in their hands, and they walked towards Qin Xuan step by step.

They didn't dare to underestimate Qin Xuan, there were only two possibilities to walk out of the desert as a teenager.

One, either this human race boy is unlucky.

Second, this young man is the monk mentioned by the sacrificial family.

　030 The first one they abandoned without even thinking about it, so it can only be the second one.

Their Mengtu tribe is just an ordinary tribe in the Western Desert demon clan. The only monk is the only Mengyan sacrifice in the clan. Before the Mengyan sacrifice comes out, they will never let ethnic teenagers enter their tribe.

Countless painful experiences told them that the human race would only kill them, so that they drove the once glorious demon race into the barren and desolate desert.

The demon race, the human race, have a big hatred!

"Geely Dudus Guwali~~~~!"

Therefore, a group of adult monsters with various animal heads waved iron forks to prevent Qin Xuan from approaching.

At least Qin Xuan glanced at the house and found a dog-headed person, a bull-headed person, a tiger-headed person, and some monsters that were rarely as pure as monsters like the Black Emperor.

Unfortunately, he couldn't understand what they were saying.

If they are monks, they can also communicate directly through spiritual thoughts.Unfortunately, Qin Xuan is, they are not, they are just ordinary monsters, just like mortals in the human world.