Chapter 645

The crazy sand fluctuated like a huge wave in Zhao Yu's laughter. The three friars of the evil sect could not stand stably in the crazy sand, and they were staggering with the wave like crazy sand.

"What's the matter? There are experts in the dark." one of the members of the evil sect said in a deep voice.

"Ha ha, ha ha!" as Zhao Yu laughed with tears, the aura in the whole area suddenly became chaotic.

The three friars of the evil sect finally opened their eyes and stared at Zhao Yu's body, with unbelievable expressions in their eyes.

"Unexpectedly, I broke through." the friar of the evil sect whispered.

"No, let's go." it seemed that they suddenly remembered something. The three friars immediately reacted and quickly turned into a rainbow and shot into the sky.

"Hahaha, don't you think it's too late to go now?" Zhao Yu said with a smile. Then he clenched his right fist, and the whole desert suddenly shook fiercely.

Then, the endless crazy sand gushed out of the desert faster than the three evil friars, and each small dust was like a small bullet, instantly drowning the three escaping Changhong.

The pale Changhong was stopped. Then Zhao Yu saw the three people shot into fuzzy flesh and blood from the air.

Three Yuan Ying friars were destroyed between their fingers.

Zhao Yu looked at his palm and a very happy smile came on his face.

Power, this is the power of the mysterious realm. I have experienced unknown fighting and life and death wandering for many times.

Finally, it was achieved.

"Guild leader, my old Zhao didn't live up to your expectations and finally succeeded in promotion." Zhao Yu knelt down to the East and whispered to the sky, "my old Zhao's talent is limited. Thanks to the talent Dan and fortune Dan given by the guild leader, otherwise I wouldn't be like my old Zhao today. Guild leader, I'm back."

Then, endless aura came from the sky, and Zhao Yu's body was like a bottomless pit, frantically absorbing aura into the body.

"The second leader, I broke through, broke through." took out the long lost transmission jade slips, and Zhao Yu shouted excitedly.

"Come back. Enter the time hall and feel at ease to understand the realm." Qin Shihu's slightly tired voice came from the jade slips.

"Well, good." Zhao Yu sat cross legged in the desert and began to absorb Reiki into his body. A large number of Reiki were sucked into his body, and there was pure light on Yuanying.

After two hours, Zhao Yu stood up and fled to the distance.

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The white wolf is turning into a golden streamer in the air and flying at a high speed. At the moment, the white wolf is turning into a white and gloomy young man.

Behind him, there are four monks of Taoism Xuanzong who have been following closely for three hours.

The white wolf has tried many ways to get rid of them. Although the white wolf is cunning, the other party seems to be very experienced in tracking. He has been hanging leisurely and is not in a hurry to get rid of him.

For a time, the White Wolf's escape plan could not be implemented at all.

Suddenly, the White Wolf thought of a terrible question. Did they follow themselves and inform the master to come?

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, the white wolf had a very bad feeling in his heart. Three hours is enough for them to do a lot of things. If they have reinforcements, maybe reinforcements will appear soon.

Sure enough, in front of the White Wolf, a figure who could not see the cultivation was standing in the void. The figure was wearing an ordinary green cloth shirt with his back to the white wolf. He happened to stand on the track of the White Wolf flying away. It was obvious that this was specially for the white wolf.

The White Wolf's heart "clattered" and his face changed greatly, but he could only stop his body and be surrounded in an instant.

The feeling of death rushed into the White Wolf's heart. The White Wolf sighed that he was used to team warfare. He really didn't adapt to fighting alone.

The friar in green cloth turned slowly and revealed a face with a goatee. He looked more than 40 years old, red and looked at the white wolf with a smile: "the monster buried in the moon mountain?"

"No!" the White Wolf answered very simply. This is the result of Song Fei's teaching. In any desperate situation, life preservation is the first priority. This is the most basic quality of special personnel.

"Hehe, whether you are a monster buried in the moon mountain or not, I want your wolf skin and wolf bone." the green friar said faintly. Then his right hand stretched out, and the fierce power of the golden way gushed out, cutting the body of the white wolf like countless sharp blades.

This is the power of xuanjing.

The White Wolf's heart fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant. In front of this power, his own power is not even a mantis as a cart compared with him. It's just rolling.

At this time, there was a sudden wind between heaven and earth. The gentle wind blew on people's face with the unique heat in the desert, making people feel uncomfortable.

But when the wind blew gently, it was like a hand, gently stroking the thousands of sword lights just played by the strong green shirt. The golden light just emerged was like water waves, which disappeared directly touched by the wind.

The green shirt Friar's face changed in an instant. He turned back and looked at the void on the left. There, a young man in white stood in the void, floating gently with his white robe, and the ripples of the wind spread out around him.

The White Wolf, who thought he was going to die, saw the shadow and suddenly said with great joy, "monitor."

With a gloomy face, the green friar said coldly to the white friar, "who are you!"

The young man in white came slowly in the breeze and said softly as he walked: "Qingtian sword sect, monitor of class 2 of the second company of dragon group, dust-free."

The pupil of the green shirt friar suddenly shrunk: "Qing Tian's remaining evil? I've only heard of the four sword immortals. As for your name, I haven't heard of it."

Chenwufeng slowly pulled out the wind flying sword from behind and said with a faint smile: "I don't care if you have heard of my name. What I care about is killing you."

"Don't be ashamed." the green friar stepped forward, pinned his hands behind him and said coldly, "you, a friar who has just entered the mysterious realm, dare to act wild in front of me. You four killed this monster, this unkind young man, give it to me."

"Yes! Martial uncle!" four Yuan Ying friars of Xuanzong respectfully replied. Then the four suddenly gathered all their mana and shrouded the white wolf.

Chenwufeng didn't take care of the situation of the white wolf. If there were no monks in the mysterious world, chenwufeng wouldn't come at all.

For a time, there was a strong wind in the desert.

Different from Qin Shaofeng's fierce way of wind, the dust-free wind has a trace of elegant breath. If Qin Shaofeng's wind is a strong wind, then the dust-free wind is an elegant night wind.

But this is not to say that chenwufeng's power is weak. Qin Shaofeng uses his fierce power to penetrate the enemy, while chenwufeng's power is more unpredictable, which fully deduces the characteristic of invisible wind, and his power is more difficult to capture.

It's hard to say who is strong and who is weak.