The Supreme Being

The wind and sand swelled and spread quickly, reaching nearby areas. The sand and dust were vast in front of our eyes, and the wind roared in our ears. It was difficult to sense our surroundings keenly.

Seeing the sudden change, Gu Kongshan didn't have time to think too much. The wind and clouds were surging around him, so he rushed into the sandstorm to rescue the Supreme Elder of Zhaixing Tower.

At this moment, a slender and powerful hand blocked his eyes.

"Master of the ancient village, don't be impatient and be careful of ambush." ​​Meng Qi said in a deep voice.

Gu Kongshan was an old man in the martial arts world. He heard the elegant meaning of Xiange and immediately thought to himself that he was too reckless. It would be better if everyone from the Demon Sect attacked the Supreme Elder of Zhaixinglou. But if they attacked from the east and west, taking advantage of the wind and sand to cover their senses, they ambush on the way. If you are not careful, you will get angry on the spot.

Although he is the number one master of the righteous path, he also knows that he and Hu Buwei, the leader of the demon sect, are between brothers. If he is attacked by him in a sneak attack, he will most likely be injured. In addition, the three deities of heaven, earth and man will have new reinforcements. , You may not be able to escape even if you really want to.

Therefore, we cannot rush forward recklessly, but must proceed cautiously.

Taking a breath, Gu Kongshan said very gracefully: "Thank you, Master, for reminding us. Let's proceed with caution."

With this group of extraordinary people, even if they encounter an ambush, it won't be that dangerous.

But he was not careless. What if these people were spies of the Demon Cult? Therefore, when Meng Qi and others were preparing to file into the sandstorm, Gu Kongshan opened the box in his arms.

Suddenly, the light of the sword suddenly shone brightly, shining directly into the sky. White clouds gathered in the sky, the surrounding wind turned into a dragon, and the sandstorm disappeared.

As an expert with swords, Meng Qi naturally couldn't help but look around and saw that it was a long sword covered with a layer of clear light. The handle was simple and unpretentious, as if it was made of ordinary wood, and on one side of the blade , light blue patterns shine with a soul-stirring light, forming a long-lasting five-clawed real dragon, with clouds rolling and relaxing under its claws.

Gu Kongshan took out the Fengyun Knife, put the knife case behind his back, and lightly slashed forward. He saw a violent storm blowing away the sand and dust, revealing a bright road.

It was only then that Meng Qi saw the other side of Fengyun Sword. The dark red light formed a lifelike tiger, and the breeze was lingering around it.

It is indeed a treasure... Meng Qi secretly praised it, and followed Jiang Zhiwei and others on the sand-free road opened by Gukong Mountain, crossing the sandstorm.

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Many tents at the Star Reaching Tower were blown away. Many disciples were lost in the sandstorm. They could not see things clearly or hear sounds. They had no way to rescue each other. They had to guard the door and carefully go to the place where the sand was weaker. places close together.

Near the main tent, demonic energy swirled and blackness surged, blocking out the Star Reaching Tower owner and several elders and disciples who arrived one step late.

Among the three statues of heaven, earth and man, some flashed in the wind and sand, some polluted the "falling stars", and some were filled with demonic energy. They were not afraid of pain or trauma, and their flesh and blood continued to wriggle and recover, blocking life and death from desperate efforts. The owner of Zhaixinglou and others were rescued.

In a hurry, although the masters who came from the Star Reaching Tower were superior in number, they were unable to move forward.

In the tent, an old man with white hair and beard was glaring angrily at the middle-aged man in front of him. strands of blood were secreted from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes. The silver-white metal gloves on his palms were being covered with strands of blood. The deep and dark demonic energy is entangled and bound, making it difficult to exert its power.

The middle-aged man opposite him was unusually thin. He pressed his palms into the wisps of deep demonic energy, as if there was nothing there, as if he had melted into it.

The frail middle-aged man had strange blood and sweat on his forehead. He didn't look relaxed, but he had a relaxed smile on his face as he looked behind the white-haired old man.

Behind the white-haired old man, Yun Tingfeng's long hair was spread out, his thick eyebrows spread out, and his hands were grasping the opponent's shoulders.

It can be seen that the muscles of the white-haired old man are constantly undulating, as if something is pouring into Yun Tingfeng's body rapidly.

Next to the middle-aged and thin man, Su Yuanying's eyebrows were open, and his green vertical eyes were very demonic. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly. Lying at his feet were two captured female disciples of Zhaixinglou, their white skirts fluttering. Gu Xiaosang looked at all this with a smile, looking careless.

After a few breaths, the white-haired old man's muscles shriveled, and he slowly fell to the ground as if all his energy had been drained. His eyes were confused and his mouth was hoarse: "Devil, devil..."

The middle-aged and thin man was not careless. The deep and terrifying demonic aura always enveloped the silver-white metal gloves. He did not let out a sigh of relief until he took them off the old man's hands.

A flash of bright red flashed across Yun Tingfeng's face, then disappeared immediately. He stroked his palm with satisfaction and said, "Leader, what should we do next?"

This middle-aged, thin man is none other than the leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei.

Hu Buwei showed a smile: "Three of you are extremely skilled in martial arts. I'm lucky to have your help this time."

After a brief compliment, he said solemnly: "Gu Kongshan and others are about to arrive. We don't have the strength to compete head-on, so we must withdraw immediately. As long as the day when the Demon Tomb is sealed, they will be unable to recover."

"In order not to be caught up by them and snatch back the 'Star Reacher', we divided our troops into four groups, using false and true elements to disperse their strength. As long as the Star Reacher is brought back to the Holy Volcano and suppressed in the Demon Tomb, it will be a big deal. It’s done.”

"When that time comes, this sect will be very grateful to the three of you. No matter whether it's magical weapons, secret elixirs, or crystals of demonic energy, we will never be stingy with our beautiful disciples."

Yun Tingfeng handed over his hands in a smart manner: "But it depends on the leader's orders."

Gu Xiaosang, who used the name Xiao Zi to show off her feelings, said with a smile but not a smile: "That's what the little girl meant."

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The strong wind stirred, the clouds emptied, Gu Kongshanxu slashed the Fengyun knife, and finally opened the way to the Star Reaching Tower, and saw the swaying and chaotic station.

"Master Luo? Where is Elder Qi?" Gu Kongshan saw the Master of the Star Building who was about to chase him into the sandstorm.

Hearing Gu Kongshan's voice, Lord Luo was stunned, then turned around excitedly and said: "Master Guzhuang, Elder Qi of the humble sect was surrounded and killed by demons, and the Star Picker was also snatched away!"

"What?" Although they had expected it, Gu Kongshan, Meng Qi and others couldn't help being shocked.

At this moment, with sword aura flying horizontally and streamers flying, the head of the Wanjian Sect and the old man guarding the gate of Xiaoyue Sect each arrived from different directions with several elders.

"Who is holding the star-catching hand? In which direction are you escaping?" Gu Kongshan asked Master Luo sternly before he could say hello.

The head of Wanjian Sect is a graceful middle-aged beautiful woman, and the old man guarding Xiaoyue Gate is a stooped old man with wrinkles that can kill mosquitoes. They did not interrupt, but listened attentively and asked others about what happened. matter.

Louzhu Luo was stunned by Gu Kongshan's question, and said in a daze: "They divided their troops into four groups and fled from four directions. I don't know who holds the Star Reacher."

A strategy of emptiness and reality... Gu Kongshan understood what was going on as soon as he heard it. But in this kind of thing, there is really no way to guess in advance which way the star-catching hand will go, and he can't gamble. Once he miscalculates, he will be doomed: "In this case, We also split up to pursue, which direction did Hu Buwei escape from? "

At this time, the wind and sand had gradually subsided, and he decided to chase the leader of the Demon Cult, Hu Buwei.

Louzhu Luo calmed down and spoke very quickly: "Hu Buwei is alone, go in that direction...Tianzun and the stranger with open eyebrows go together...Renzun and the man with disheveled hair go together...Dizun and Bai Women in skirts all the way..."

Gu Kongshan did not hesitate and said directly: "I will go with you to chase Hu Buwei."

A single horse may not win back the victory!

Then he looked at the head of the Wanjian Sect and said: "Mrs. Huan, please lead the elders of our sect to chase Tianzun. Be careful of the stranger with open eyebrows. He can directly attack the soul."

Mrs. Huan nodded solemnly and said, "Don't worry, Taihua Sword can kill the soul of the soul."

She didn't hesitate, and immediately took the two elders to chase Tianzun and Su Yuanying, while the remaining two went back to make arrangements for strict guarding and advancement.

"Master of the ancient village, we are chasing Renzun." The old man guarding the gate of Xiaoyue Gate said bluntly, not wanting to waste time.

Gu Kongshan nodded and said: "Be careful with the man with loose hair, he can absorb internal energy through physical contact."

The old man Shouque kept this in mind and turned around, leaving some elders behind to stabilize people's hearts.

Gu Kongshan originally planned to ask the elders of Zhaixing Tower to chase the Earth Lord, but then he thought that Meng Qi and his gang had mysterious origins and could not be trusted. If they stayed here, trouble might not happen, so he said in a deep voice: "Please chase after me." Lord Earth, two colleagues from Zhaixing Tower will be sent to help.”

One is surveillance, and the other is that the desert is vast, and people who are not familiar with the terrain can easily be thrown away.

"Okay, Master of the ancient village." Luo Shengyi did not come forward this time. After Zhang Yuanshan exchanged glances with Meng Qi and others, he immediately agreed.

This is a great opportunity to kill Gu Xiaosang! It's rare that they act separately!

Gu Kongshan did not dare to delay any longer, nodded slightly, and with the storm surging, he led Lord Luo to chase after Hu Buwei.

Jiang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and said: "Senior Brother Zhang, you and Zhenzhen should go back to Fengyunzhuang. She has just opened her eyesight and her Qinggong skills are not good enough. It is difficult to keep up with this kind of pursuit. And we can't worry about her being alone."

At this critical moment of chasing the enemy, she did not hesitate, did not take detours, and did not take care of Fu Zhenzhen's face.

Meng Qi felt sad after hearing this. Fortunately, he had listened to her advice and worked hard on Qinggong in exchange for the Eight Steps of Divine Walking and the Wind God Kick. Otherwise, he would be the one left behind at this time.

Zhang Yuanshan has always understood the general situation, and after a moment of thought, he said: "If something happens, send out a signal."

Jiang Zhiwei is about to go down the mountain for a trip, and she must have Xijian Pavilion's unique signaling items with her.

Fu Zhenzhen's face was slightly gloomy, but he could understand it. He didn't say anything, and just gave Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan and Jiang Zhiwei a small candle each.

Afterwards, Meng Qi and others, led by the two elders of Zhaixing Tower, headed in the direction where Gu Xiaosang and Di Zun escaped.

Along the way, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan benefited a lot from Luo Shengyi and Jiang Zhiwei's ability to identify traces. It turned out that the difference between the two of them was not only in martial arts, but also in the unique traces of the two Star-Zhaing Tower elders in the desert. His expertise made Meng Qi sigh with emotion. If he had had such an experience earlier, why would he worry about being caught up by An Guoxie?

Perhaps Di Zun and Gu Xiaosang were in a hurry when they escaped. Although they had obviously taken care of the traces, there were still clues that prevented a few people from following them. In the evening, the sun set in the west and shone on a field covered with thick yellow sand. On top of the ruins.

This ruins has a radius of dozens of miles, and there are all kinds of desert-specific buildings, but they have long been decayed and tattered, covered by yellow sand, leaving only their outlines. In the center of the ruins, a shabby temple stands unchanged for hundreds of years. .

The dark red twilight fell on the ruins, creating a "burning" scene that was spectacular, desolate and vast.

"What kind of ruins is this? How did Gu Xiaosang and the others escape here?" Meng Qi and others had this question in their minds at the same time.