Chapter 546 (2/2)

If ”tuyumeng demons” appear in the desert, then the desert is simply their best battlefield!But how could Sikong Qiwen be a demon of tuyumeng? Even if he is a tuyumeng demon, how can he control so many salon rolls by the power of a Yumeng demon?

”After the funeral in the desert, you will all be reborn as the people of haidongqing, the king of sand hawks. You should be honored.” Sikong Qiwen laughs wildly. His eyes turn brown, like a grain of sand and stone, which is weird.

Sand Eagle demon Wang haidongqing!

Everyone's face changed! Is Sikong Qiwen a demon?

The salon scroll devoured every one of the practitioners. All kinds of practitioners were involved in the salon scroll. Their panic voice disappeared in the salon scroll in an instant, and there was no bone left!

”We all rushed out, there must be a glimmer of hope to escape!”

But in less than a moment, one tenth of the practitioners have been swallowed up by the salon scroll, and the rest have become trapped animals!

The salon scrolls coming from all directions surround all the people's practitioners, and the strong tearing force is rampant. Once someone gets too close, they will disappear in the giant tornado in a blink of an eye!

”Rush out? I've exhausted my mind to create such a huge battle of immortals, which is to lead you practitioners here. Where do you want to escape? ”

Sikong Qiwen laughs wildly, his voice resounds through the sky like thunder, so that everyone is shocked!

Is this battle of immortals just a gimmick deliberately created by Sikong Qiwen?

But what is the purpose of Sikong Qiwen? Is it to help the sand hawk demon king break free of seal?

Mu Yu struggles to stand up, Xiao Shuai and Long Teng both jump on his shoulder. Muyu breathed heavily. He felt weak. After using array technique, he had too much vitality extracted. Rao was unable to hold on to it.

”Vitality, I need vitality, wood spirit.”

Muyu grabs mulingjian and wants to extract vitality from it, because it was the most vital thing in the world. But the wooden spirit sword just shivered for a moment, and there was no movement. After being infected by the dead air of Styrax, its vitality is no longer pure, and it can not provide real vitality to Muyu!

Tens of thousands of salon Scrolls have surrounded the vast expanse. Without any plant, it means that Muyu can't win vitality from plants. His situation at the moment is not optimistic!

”Shua!”

The sand at the foot of the wooden feather suddenly turns suddenly, forming a sand curtain to wrap the wood feather inside. The sand is spinning and flying around the wooden feather. The huge breath is pressing down on the wooden feather in an instant!

As soon as the commander patted his head, he grabbed the shadow sword in Mu Yu's hand and muttered, ”Muyu, the vitality you need is in the shadow sword. When you used the array technique just now, the vitality did not pass away, but was firmly confined in the sword by the split shadow sword!”

Its small claws quickly across the Fen Ying Jian, which seems to be responding to Xiao Shuai. It turns out that the Dao Dao Qing Guang lights up, and then Xiao Shuai returns the Fen Ying Jian to Mu Yu.

Muyu holds the Fenying sword, and he clearly feels that the vitality of the Fenying sword is moving slowly, and then he turns to Muyu intact!

What does Xiao Shuai mean by shadow sword? Mu Yu is too lazy to ask. He felt that something that had gone through his body had gradually recovered, that feeling of weakness had gone away from him, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

But the sand curtain around him has already covered Muyu! At the moment, Muyu has no time to escape. His spiritual shield is swallowed up by the sand, and even the array pattern can't escape!

This sand is really weird!

”Hold on to me, both of you!”

Muyu has a big drink, and his whole body has been integrated into the wood spirit sword. Then the sand curtain covered the wooden spirit sword in a blink of an eye and surrounded it into a sand sculpture!

Not only he, but also in a blink of an eye, 200000 practitioners were completely eroded by the salon scrolls all over the sky, and even the practitioners in the period of integration could escape. Only Sikong Qiwen, a living man, was left in the desert!

The salon roll gradually dispersed, and a figure stood in the desert.

These are 200000 monks who came to watch the war. Before a quarter of an hour ago, they were still real people who could move. But at this time, all the monks were wrapped up in sand tightly, and became a set of sand sculptures. They still kept the last movement of struggling to escape!

Sikong Qiwen walked slowly past each sand sculpture, his eyes full of hot Brown light. Then suddenly he raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. The sound was very far away, like some kind of call whistle. Then the recovered death Gobi suddenly vibrated violently.

The speed of quicksand around the death Gobi is faster and faster, and then the death Gobi begins to crack and move, moving to a mysterious position, leaving a whirlpool of quicksand in the center.

In the middle of the vortex, a spire gradually emerges, followed by the first and second layers It didn't stop until seven layers appeared. Roughly estimated, each tower is about 10 meters high, and the seven floors is 70 meters!The appearance of the seven storey pagoda is reddish red, and the body of the pagoda is depicted with strange relief. If you look closely, it looks like the battle scene between various Terrans and Youmeng demons and demon clans. It is very spectacular!

Sikong Qiwen looked at the seven story tower, and the fanatical look in his eyes became more and more obvious.

The sand eagle is exquisite! The keepsake of the sand hawk demon king!