Chapter 546 (1/2)

The midday sun burned the sand dunes as if to make the whole desert burn.

Deep in the desert, far away from 200000 practitioners, three figures appear on a sand dune. They are Chengyan, luoshang and Ximen!

Chengyan squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand at his feet. The sand slipped slowly on his fingertips. His face was very grim: ”the problem is serious because of the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain!”

”We have to go to Mu Yu's place quickly!” Luo Shang said in a deep voice.

For the first time, Ximen, unfortunately, restrained his cynical smile for the first time, and quietly followed Chengyan and luoshang to the death Gobi.

Near the death Gobi.

The desert is vast and boundless. Only the most central place is an oasis, Qingshui city.

At the moment, there were countless practitioners gathered in twenty places in the desert. These practitioners watched the scene of the dead Gobi in the distance by relying on the mirage array arranged by Lu Xianshi and situ Yangtian.

Without exception, all the 200000 practitioners saw how Sikong Qiwen's accomplishments rose abruptly, and how he knocked down tianjiancheng in the period of combination.

Then the horror of laughter clear earthquake swing in all people's ears, let a person hit a cold cicada!

Desert funeral, what do you mean?

Many practitioners were staring at each other in a puzzled way. They did not understand what Sikong Qiwen was talking about, but they suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. This sense of crisis came so quickly that even they didn't understand why.

Sandstorms have been blowing in the desert, and the yellow sand has begun to fly all over the sky and float around.

Sandstorm is not a terrible thing for the practitioners, but everyone who has a little accomplishments knows how to deal with sandstorms, which is unlikely to be affected by sandstorms.

Everyone is surging out spiritual power to resist the wind and sand coming from the outside, so as not to let the wind and sand get close to you.

However, they soon found out something was wrong!

Sand storms in the desert began to sputter up, dancing with the wind and spinning, forming a strip of sand composed of salon roll.

The salon roll broke out a strong tearing force, and began to invade the past towards the numerous practitioners. The number of them was no less than several hundred, and the power of each was even more and more powerful!

”Where did this tornado come from?”

Everyone felt that something was wrong. It was the first time that such a magnificent salon roll was seen in the desert. The number of such a large number was beyond everyone's imagination.

Most of them are foreigners, not the original residents of Qingshui city. So when they see so many sand tornadoes, they don't know how to deal with them.

”Let's get rid of these salons! You don't have to watch it affect your mood. ” Someone suggested.

Everyone thought the same thing, and soon everyone began to sacrifice their magic weapon and bombarded the salon. The salon roll is just a vision of the weather, which is not worth mentioning in these people's eyes. Besides, there are 20 places in the desert, and there are 10000 practitioners in each place. If these ten thousand practitioners do it, their terror power can be imagined!

However, when the spiritual power of the cultivator hit the salon scroll, the whole tornado was not scattered by thousands of practitioners as expected. On the contrary, all the salon scrolls suddenly devoured all the spiritual power of the cultivator, but its volume increased by no less than ten times!

”What's going on?”

Many people do not believe in evil and continue to kill the magic weapon in their hands. However, the salon roll is getting bigger and closer, and there is no sign of collapse. Finally, everyone's face began to show a trace of fear, 200000 practitioners began to agitate!

”There's something strange about the salon roll. Everybody, back off!”

Some people have noticed that there is something wrong and want to leave. However, there are deserts all around. They have been surrounded by the terrible salon roll for a long time. Some practitioners in the periphery haven't had time to escape, but they have been swallowed up by the salon roll!

The salon roll became bigger and bigger, the sand kept roaring, and ferociously fell on the cultivator. All the practitioners in the desert started to run around in panic. Those with high accomplishments could escape quickly. However, those with low accomplishments could not get rid of the strong attraction of the salon scroll. They were directly involved in the tornado and screamed furiously inside, and soon there was no sound!

”Come and watch my competition. I always have to charge a little ticket. Each of you will be my artwork in my salon volume!”

Sikong Qiwen's cold laughter spread all over the desert and exploded in everyone's ears! Everyone was scared to avoid those salon rolls, but the salon scrolls were always with us, swallowing a batch of practitioners!

No one thought that the salon scroll in the desert was created by Sikong Qiwen!

”How could Sikong Qiwen control so much sand? It's totally impossible. Is he a tuyumon demon? ”

A terrible thought spread in all people's hearts, I don't know who called out, and the endless fear suddenly shrouded in everyone's heart.