On the seventh day of entering the desert, late at night, a waning moon hangs on the branches.

Xiangque's lips were chapped, his eyes were demented, and he held a water bag tightly in his hand. He was only two sips of water from the ammunition and food industry, but he didn't know if he could get out of this desert.

"I won't say anything about the old Taoist trick, but Senior Brother Zhan, you obviously overestimate me, the junior brother. Why do you bring me more supplies..." Xiang Que burst into tears in his eyes, and a camel ringing sounded in his ears.

Canyue seemed to feel Xiang Que's sorrow and sorrow, and quietly hid behind a cloud. Xiang Que "sprayed" and spitted on the sand, saying to the disappearing Canyue: "I have a way to let me see you tomorrow!"

"Swish!" Suddenly, just as Xiang Que raised his head, a sudden sword light from the distant horizon cut through the night sky and instantly left.

Immediately afterwards, several times of "swish, swish, swish, swish" were repeated. Behind the sword light, several sword lights passed through the night sky, all flying in one direction, Xiang Que was savored almost instantly. There should be at least a dozen masters of God asking about the gods walking on the sword. Their sword lights drew a series of gorgeous colors under the moonlight, which looked very beautiful.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there will be water and food.

Xiangque licked his chapped lips, raised his water bag and tilted his last two sips of water inside and drank them all. The next moment he pinched out two talismans and carved them into two talismans that shrank into inch. His figure disappeared from the spot with a "swish" and rushed over in the direction of the sword light.

They are all children of the world, so Xiang Que thought that the other party should not be stingy with giving him some supplies.

However, Xiang Que obviously underestimated the gap between shrinking into a new ground and walking towards the sword. After he spelled in that direction twice, the sword light was gone. It was dark in front of him, as dark as his current mood.

Xiang Que stood on the sand blankly, looking confused. He was far from expecting that those people would leave so quickly, and he had no chance to see the taillights of the car. In the end, he consumed the two mouthfuls of water, otherwise he would have at least been able to hold on for a whole day.

"Hu..." Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up in the desert. The wind was getting heavier and heavier, and in an instant it brought up a sandstorm, blowing the sky with quicksand flying, and eyes almost couldn't see anything.

At the same time, at least twenty miles away from Xiangque, the sword light that had disappeared before suddenly soared into the sky. This time, it did not cut through the night sky, but flew straight upwards, and then the sword light suddenly exploded in the air.

Then, several sword lights flew into the sky, and then all exploded in the air.

"Crack!" Then, under the clouds where the waning moon was blocked, a thunder sounded out of thin air, followed by a sound of one sound, and the thunder struck five times in a row.

"Thunder Curse, Five Thunders Boom..." Xiang Que looked at the air in shock, and immediately realized that this was the masters who asked about God just now, and the battle situation should be very tragic. The flying swords were blown up several times, and it seemed that they could not do anything to the other party.

In the distance, sword lights continued to flash, one after another, obviously the battle situation was in full swing, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was dispersed to Xiangque.

The sandstorm was still continuing, and Xiang Que quickly shrank himself to the ground and hugged him tightly. No matter what he was beaten, he had no time to worry about it. After all, first of all, he had to ensure his safety.

I don’t know how long it took, but the battle in mid-air suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Xiang Que raised his head and squinted his eyes, and then he saw a sudden figure coming quickly. After almost a afterimage passed by him, he fell head-on on the sand less than ten meters away from him.

In an instant, the quicksand blew from the wind submerged the figure on the ground. In just a blink of an eye, a small sand dune piled up there.

When Xiang Que was about to go over to investigate suspiciously, he also came from that direction when seven or eight people suddenly came to the sword. These people were all wearing navy blue Taoist robes and pointed their toes on the sword. After they arrived here, the man stepped on the sword and stopped in front of Xiang Que.

That style is really very master-like, and it’s not good to be cool or not.

There were eight people in total, seven men and one woman. The leader was holding a whisk in his right hand, and his long hair was tied into a hairband behind his head. He was about sixty or seventy years old, and a strand of white beard floated on his chin, which looked particularly fairy-like. The seven people behind this old Taoist priest all looked very young, but they were all very cool and heroic.

The other party stopped in front of Xiang Que, and the old Taoist frowned and asked, "My friend, have you seen someone pass by just now?"

Xiang Que came to his senses. He thought that this group of people who had just fought in front of him, and the one who fell head-on in the sand was chased by them. They looked at their outfits, probably from some Taoist sect.

Xiang Que was about to talk to him, but a young man behind the old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and scolded: "Uncle Master is asking you something, answer quickly, don't waste our time and let the evil man go. Can you bear this responsibility?"

Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person. He was really hilarious. This is his temperament. You have to follow the hair. It’s easy to discuss that everyone is friends. If you talk, you will be unhappy with a gun and a stick.

Another thing is that Xiangque's philosophy is that not only those who are famous and upright must be good people, but also those who are evil and have good thoughts. The difference between good and evil is extremely different from the secular concept. This all comes from the style of Gujingguan. They do not look at good and evil in everything, but only their own preferences.

"Swish" Xiang Que raised his hand and pointed to the east, saying, "The wind and sand are blowing too much. I didn't see what the person in the past is like, but I saw a figure passing by there."

The young man frowned and asked, "Who are you? What are you wandering in this desert?"

"I come from Langya Cave Heaven and have experienced it in the desert. I heard that there are many wild wolves in the desert here, so I plan to train myself..."

The other party looked at him a few times and sneered condescendingly: "You can't even stop this little sandstorm, and you still want to practice in the desert? Don't practice your life here."

Xiang Que said lightly with his head raised: "I thank you."

The old Taoist priest turned his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense, go chase people..."

"Swish, Swish, Swish, Swish" the eight sword lights suddenly turned in the direction and quickly left towards the side pointed at Que.

Xiangque grinned and smiled contemptuously, but suddenly, the only woman suddenly turned her head and looked over at the end of the eight people.

Xiangque's smile suddenly stopped, calmly stretched out a finger and scratched his nose, saying, "Fellow Daoist, I won't send you off."
Chapter completed!