Chapter 547 (1/2)

The seven story sandhawk Linglong tower appears in the moment, the whole desert seems to have become a bit grim, and even a trace of strange smell diffuses.

Sikong Qiwen's eyes twinkled with brown light. He stretched out his hands, and the majestic spiritual power poured from his hands like water to the towering sand Eagle Linglong tower. The whole tower was brilliant and the light was more and more powerful.

With the infusion of spiritual power into Sikong Qiwen's body, the tall sand Eagle Linglong tower vibrates, and an inexplicable force flows around. Then the tower shrinks continuously. The original 70 meter high sand Eagle Linglong tower becomes only half a meter high and flies to Sikong Qiwen's hand.

”The blood of the sand Hawk is exquisite, the great sand Eagle demon king!”

Sikong Qiwen's voice was very hoarse, just like singing. He gently turned the seven story Pagoda in his hand. Every time he turned the tower, the desert would vibrate once.

He turned it seven times, and the desert vibrated seven times. Then the rock block centered on the death Gobi sank down, and an ancient city gate slowly emerged.

There is a huge eagle carved on the gate of the ancient city. It is lifelike as if it is about to soar under the sky. However, the eagle's face is full of unwilling expression. It seems that it is trapped by the gate when it is only half way away.

this is as like as two peas at the gate of Wangcheng, the sand eagle.

The yellow sand in the desert began to fly in the sky behind the ancient city gate, countless sand gradually condensed into a towering cylindrical building, more and more yellow sand, like having their own consciousness, constantly improve every detail of the building, every texture, about a quarter of an hour later, an impressive tall building sprang up in the desert!

The diameter of the whole circular building is about 200 meters long, but the height is thousands of meters!

The building is divided into one floor every ten meters. There are countless squares around each floor. Each square is about the size of a person, and there is a small window, which looks like a small room. It is very strange.

Sikong Qiwen walked slowly to the gate of the city. There was a hollow place on the gate, which was the image of a tower.

Sikong Qiwen inlaid the seven story tower intact, and then the ancient city gate opened with a ”creak” sound, and the whole Eagle split from the middle, revealing a dark passage!

”As the people of the sand hawk demon king haidongqing, you should go home!” Sikong Qiwen turned and said to all the practitioners who had been made into sand sculptures.

None of the practitioners broke free, and they didn't react at all. All of a sudden, some kind of sand sculpture started to move towards them.

The speed of sand sculptures is in order. They walk very fast. Some sand sculptures even fly in the sky. Sand sculptures from other places are also coming towards this side, and black sand sculptures pour into the dark city gate.

The sand sculptures made by 200000 practitioners have lost their self-consciousness. They seem to be walking dead. In two hours, they have all disappeared in the dark city gate.

There was a crack in the sand around the wooden sword, and countless green branches and leaves spread out, but soon these branches and leaves shrank back again, just hovering in the cracks.

”Is this the seal land of the sand hawk demon king?”

Muyu is not controlled by the sand in the wood spirit sword. If he wants to come out, he can rely on the wood spirit sword to escape. However, when he heard about the sand Eagle demon king, he did not intend to go out, but was ready to sneak into the passage to see what happened.

He is not sure to deal with the skyrocketing cultivation of Sikong Qiwen, so he can only choose to act according to circumstances.

When he was in the desert forest, he saw the sand hawk King's ghost Falcon from tianbudai and the demon people.

It is said that the ghost falcon is the key to find the sand hawk demon king. Muyu has not found out how to use the ghost Falcon for such a long time. The ghost falcon is still lying in the Shaying Linglong, and the sandhawk Linglong is in Muyu's heaven and earth bag. If not for today's sudden changes, Muyu even forgot the existence of shayinglinglong!

But look at Sikong Qiwen's appearance, he seems to have a close relationship with the sand Eagle demon king. Is it because of the sand Eagle demon king that he became a black horse on the extremely immortal list in such a short time?

Making gimmicks and heaven is not waiting for a battle. This event was originally widely spread in the cultivation world. Later, Mu Yu's joining led to more and more practitioners coming to see the three most potential fairies fighting each other. No one thought that this was a trap set by Sikong Qiwen!

I'm afraid that the reason why more and more Xiuyu people came to the temple was that they didn't rely on their hands to attract more people!

But what is the purpose of Sikong Qiwen's painstaking efforts to turn 200000 practitioners into sand sculptures?

Muyu feels that things are becoming more and more strange. Seeing that countless sand sculptures have entered the passage, Muyu thinks for a moment, and then makes mulingjian follow in.

What makes people feel strange is that the outside world is obviously a hot desert, but after entering the passage, it feels a cool feeling surrounded from all around.Countless sand sculptures are still sweeping away in the dark. There is only a whistling sound in the passage, and there is no pushing phenomenon. All the sand sculptures are in order.

This passage is not long. It takes only a moment to enter this strange cylindrical building. He was shocked to see everything inside, the scene is really spectacular!

From the outside, there are countless protruding squares on the wall, but there are sunken ones on the inner wall. At the moment, those practitioners who have been made into sand sculptures are rushing into the sunken places orderly. Everyone finds his or her own position and stands up.

There are also many sand sculptures flying into the sky, from the bottom to the top, there are countless positions for these sand sculpture stations.

Those sand sculptures are densely distributed throughout the building, just as birds find their nests. They do not collide with each other or compete for a station. It seems that each sand sculpture knows which floor and where to stand.

Soon all the 200000 sand sculptures stood on the walls of the building, and the surrounding area fell into silence again, without any other agitation.

Muyu comes out of the wooden sword. He jumps up into the air carefully, stands behind a sand sculpture, and looks around.