Just between a few people, above the yellow sand, there was the corpse of a monk.

In other words, it would be more appropriate to describe it as a corpse.

Because although this monk was wearing clothes, there was no flesh and blood inside, only a pile of bones left.

When the night wind blew, only the broken steps wrapped in bones were clamoring.

Judging from the broken clothes, the dead one was a disciple of the Third Yang Sect.

"Junior Brother Li!"

When the immortal weapon was recognized in the hand of the deceased, the three Yang Sect monks all had red eyes and couldn't help but scream in grief and anger.

"Huang Mu, what's going on? What monster attacked him."

When Yang Gong saw his disciples die tragically, he changed color instantly.

He walked over and bent down and wanted to investigate the situation. As a result, as soon as he touched the corpse bones, the thick white bones instantly made an overwhelming giggle, and then they directly shattered and turned into a ball of powder.

Yang Gong was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that he would have the effect just by snatching it lightly.

Then, realizing something, his face suddenly turned aside.

"The monk who just died in the Tribulation Realm has such a fragile body. Are you saying that thing did it?"

"That's right, it must be a black demon. I didn't expect this thing to appear again." Taoist Huang Mu was also solemn.

The atmosphere was a little solemn in an instant, and the backs of the cultivators were cold.

The black demon is a thing that everyone in the sand city has changed color, and I didn't expect it to appear here again.

"Wait, what is the black demon? Why can't I understand what you said?" Ren said with his arms held and frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Lei, you came late, so I don't know that this black monster is a monster near the sand city. It is very fast and specializes in attacking and killing monks and swallowing their flesh and blood. Anyone who is killed by him will be like this in front of him.

Like a human, there are only white bones left in the body, and they are dry bones."

The face of Taoist Huangmu looked a little ugly.

"And the worst thing is that no one has seen this beast yet, and I don't know what it is."

"But it's not right. We have been so far away from the sand city. Why did this black demon appear here near the sand city?" Liu Feng frowned.

"Is it another black monster?"

"I don't know, it would be fine if this is the case. But the most terrifying thing is that this thing has been following us." Lin Songyue said solemnly.

"No way."

"What should we do afterwards!"

After he finished speaking, the cultivators felt even more tight, their scalp became numb, and they were trembling when they spoke.

A cultivator who had just passed the tribulation realm had no time to let out a scream and lost his life.

If this black monster attacks others, wouldn’t it be the same?

Except for the Ershang monks and geniuses like Ren Qincheng, everyone here has become the food for each other.

When in the sand city, the cultivators could hide in the city to hide from this beast, but this place was a place of endless yellow sand, and there was no cover around.

If this thing follows all the way, wouldn’t it be impossible to get rid of this beast tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

Everyone was frightened and worried when they thought of a monster that could take his life at any time, and they were always hiding in the dark.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, you have been exploring nearby for a long time, but have you discovered something?"

After everyone flew over, the first people to come here were Huang Mu and others, Qin Cheng and Ren.

Seeing that Qin Cheng had been squatting aside, his fingers seemed to be feeling something in the sand, the ancestor of the Chen family asked.

"Nothing was found."

Qin Cheng stood up and shook his head.

But a complexity flashed through my eyes.


Chapter completed!