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Chapter 150: Demon monk

"What, he is a spy from the Sha clan." Senior Brother Leng was shocked when he heard this. He had been with Yang Tianshuo for several days and always thought that this boy was just a young man without scheming with little experience, but he didn't see any flaws.

"Hmph, I know it's too late now." A cold voice came from behind, it was Yang Tianshuo.

He was flying over with a dark red sword, with an amazing speed, obviously better than Li Muran and the father and daughter surnamed Leng.

"This child is indeed hidden and uncovered." Senior Brother Leng said it was not good. He believed most of Li Muran's words just now.

"Let's go separately" Senior Brother Leng said loudly.

Li Muran nodded, then clicked the flying dragon talisman under his foot, changed direction and flew towards another place.

At the moment, Yang Tianshuo is the only one who chases the enemy. He and his father and daughter surnamed Leng escape separately, and there will be a greater chance of escaping. As for which one Yang Tianshuo will pursue, Li Muran and Senior Brother Leng cannot predict.

Yang Tianshuo saw the three people ahead fleeing in two directions, and was slightly stunned, then chased the father and daughter of Leng.

"He really intends to approach my father and daughter." Senior Brother Leng felt a chill in his heart. It was obvious that Yang Tianshuo would not be much interested in him. He has been lurking by his side these days, and his target must be Leng Bing of the innate light of the innate light.

Senior Brother Leng secretly raised his true energy and used his full strength to fly quickly. However, Leng Bing'er was a cultivator who had just advanced to the Divine Travel Period, and was obviously behind in terms of flight speed.

Senior Brother Leng had to bless a magic power on his daughter's flying sword to help him fly faster.

Although there were no strong enemies behind him, Li Muran did not dare to relax. He knew very well that since the sand tribe dared to ambush a large number of cultivators in Tianshan Sect, there must be strong support. The most urgent task is to leave this dead desert as soon as possible.

He controlled the flying dragon talisman and flew with all his might, like a faint green light shaking through the night sky, and disappeared at the end of a sand dune in the blink of an eye.

Li Muran flew a hundred miles in one breath, and the three-star vitality talismans worth one hundred spirit stones were slapped into the flying dragon talisman to replenish its vitality. The energy consumed by flying at such a fast speed was amazing.

Suddenly, the seemingly ordinary sand dune in front of him turned into a huge sand man. He stood up from the sand dune, which was hundreds of feet tall, like a mountain peak.

The sand giant waved his hill-like fist and hit Li Muran in the air. So suddenly, the latter could not avoid it at all. Fortunately, Li Muran reacted very quickly. He was shocked and directly gave up the flying dragon talisman and jumped down. The flying dragon talisman was shattered by the punch. Li Muran used his flying technique and stopped in the air, barely avoiding the punch.

The sand giant then closed his palms and slapped at Li Muran. Before the giant palms arrived, two strong winds came from the left and right. If they were slapped by these palms, I am afraid that his copper and iron bones would turn into meat mud on the spot.

Li Muran immediately threw out two golden talismans of sword transformation. He had a little talisman in his hand. The two sword transformation talismans immediately turned into two giant swords with golden light, slashing at the sand giant's two palms.

These two sword-making talismans are treasures collected by Li Muran, and they dare not take them out and use them at any time because they are relics of Taoist Cangxia. They are the sword-making talismans made by monks in the late stage of Shenyou. They are very powerful

Two "crack" sounds, the sand giant's palm was easily cut off, and the giant palm then collapsed into a piece of yellow sand and fell into the desert.

However, the sand giant inserted his broken arm into the yellow sand under his body and pulled it out again, and the palm of his arm had returned to its original state.

At this time, Li Muran's talisman sword shook rapidly, and spelled out one after another, manipulating two golden giant swords to slash, instantly slashing the sand giant into pieces and completely scattered on the sand dunes.

However, in the blink of an eye, the sand giant stood up from the yellow sand again, and seemed to be unaffected.

Li Muran felt a chill in his heart. This sand giant could actually be reborn in the sand. So in this endless yellow sand death desert, it would be very difficult to kill this sand giant.

"Who is manipulating this sand giant?" Li Muran thought, and the talisman sword in his hand shook. Two giant swords cut through the sky and directly slashed into the yellow sand under him.

A muffled sound came from under the yellow sand, as if it had hit some kind of defensive magic weapon. Then, seven or eight spiritual lights flew out of the yellow sand and turned into seven or eight figures. With the help of the dark eye technique, Li Muran saw the figures of these people clearly. They had long arms and short legs and were not tall, which was the kind of sand people I had seen before.

All these people have good auras, and the worst one is equivalent to Li Muran. There are also two people with significantly higher auras, which seems to be in the mid-stage Shenyou cultivation level.

Li Muran shouted loudly: "Don't you Sha people live in seclusion in the desert and are indifferent to the world? Why should we deal with it?"

The language he used was the Sha tribe language, which Li Muran once practiced because of practicing the "Dark Night Jue".

When the Sha people heard this, one of the Sha people with a slightly stronger aura than Li Muran said, "Do you understand the language of my Holy Clan?"

"Why do you have to talk nonsense to him? Capture him first," a man said coldly.

Li Muran looked at the sound, but found that there was another person here. This person was a middle-aged man with a fat face. His figure looked exactly like an ordinary person, but his eyes were full of fierceness and his evil spirits were so fierce that he could see that he was a bloody murderer with his hands covered in blood.

Li Muran's heart sank. This person's aura became even stronger, and it turned out to be the late stage of Shenyou.

"The messenger said it is reasonable." The leader of the Nasha tribe agreed, and as the several tribe members got into the yellow sand again.

The sand giant, who was originally motionless, began to wave his huge arm fist and hit Li Muran again.

Li Muran flexibly dodged two strikes, allowing the sand giant's attack to fall into the air. Seeing this, the sand giant suddenly opened his mouth and sucked wildly at the yellow sand beneath him.

Suddenly, a huge sand dune was sucked into its belly by it. Then it opened its mouth and squirted, and the strong wind swept the yellow sand overwhelmed the sky and rushed towards Li Muran. This scene immediately reminded Li Muran of the terrifying sandstorm.

The yellow sand is everywhere, and the wind is raging. Li Muran has no choice but to resist.

Dozens of Vajra Talismans were sacrificed and turned into a thick golden light shield, blocking Li Muran. However, in just a moment, the light shield was defeated by the strong wind and yellow sand.

At this time, Li Muran sacrificed more than twenty Yuanshishi Talismans. This talisman sealed the spell of Yuanqi Transformation Shield. Because Li Muran has already had a cultivation level during the Divine Travel Period, the Yuanshishishi magic he used is naturally extraordinary. The defense power of these Yuanshishi Talismans is several times higher than that of the Vajra Talismans.

A series of gorgeous light shields appeared out of thin air in front of Li Muran, gradually dissolving the power of the strong wind and yellow sand in the sky, and finally blocking the attack of the sandstorm in the sky.

The sand giant immediately opened his mouth and sucked it again, continuing to absorb the yellow sand under him.

This is an endless desert, and how many yellow sands are needed, and how many sand giants are used to launch such attacks, which can be said to be endless. Li Muran's Yuanshi Talisman is limited after all

Before the sand giant could spew out the sand storm again, Li Muran immediately sacrificed the bronze ancient lamp, urging the true energy in his body to ignite the ancient lamp, and immediately cast a surging flames and burned towards the stone giant.

The flames burned from the ancient bronze lamp were extremely hot, and they melted the yellow sand they came into contact with in an instant. The body of the sand giant immediately softened. Under the raging sea of ​​fire, it gradually turned into a transparent huge stone block.

This transparent stone finally lay motionless in the yellow sand, no longer threatening

Li Muran also consumed a lot of mana. Without the sand giant blocking the way, he immediately fled

"I want to run? It's not that easy." A sudden shout came from behind him. It was the "messenger in the late stage of Shenyou".

Li Muran sensed a strong wind coming from behind him. He immediately controlled the sword talisman without looking back, turned into two golden lights, slashed behind him, and faced the opponent's attack.

At the same time, he turned around and was ready to go

The messenger sacrificed a red treasure sword, wrapped in a layer of dark red flame. For some reason, the dark red flame did not soar into the sky like ordinary flames, but instead gave Li Muran a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

The "Dangdang" sword-turning talisman slashed on the red sword, making two muffled sounds, and swung the red sword far away.

However, the golden light transformed by the two sword talismans was stained with a little dark red flame at this moment, and the golden light suddenly dimmed a lot.

"Oh no" Li Muran was shocked. He clearly felt that the quality of these two sword-making talismans had suddenly decreased a lot after touching the dark red flame.

The flame is so weird that Li Muran suddenly remembered the relevant records he saw in a certain classic.

"This is a magic fire that can corrode the method and the common magical method. He is actually a magical monk." Li Muran felt a stern in his heart and said to himself: "The sand clan actually colluded with the magical monk, and the plot must be very big."

Obviously, the target of the Sand Clan and the Demonic Cultivators is definitely not just to deal with the dozens of Tianshan Sect's Divine Travel Period monks who broke into the Death Desert.

"These two sword-making talismans are good, they were not directly burned under the magic flame of my envoy." The messenger raised his lips and said coldly.

After using one move to shock the opponent, the messenger shouted to Li Muran: "I did not do my best in this attack just now. You should surrender me, otherwise I won't blame me for being rude."

At this time, the people of the sand tribe also used their own methods. Suddenly, layers of thick sand walls hundreds of feet high appeared on the sand dunes, which actually surrounded Li Muran.

There was a late-stage magic cultivator attack with a cultivation level far higher than his own in Shenyou. There were seven or eight Sha people around who had cultivation levels not below him. The current situation is simply hard to fly

Li Muran felt a chill in his heart. This desert night is undoubtedly a huge crisis on the verge of life and death.
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