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    The stick fell on Xiao Hei's body, and it couldn't even break the skin. It was purely tickling. The warrior wanted to get closer, but the mount under his crotch was so frightened that it made him urinate and urinate!  There were fluctuations in spiritual energy in the air.  A dozen shining white lights lit up in the coalition army. These white lights rushed to Xiao Hei and stirred up white ripples. Xiao Hei screamed in pain, and his huge body flapped its wings and flew into the air. It glanced at the crowd furiously and found that  Those figures who hurt him are all great witches of the tribe, and they can control the spiritual energy in the Aurora Meteor Iron.  This power surpasses all elemental energy in the world, and even Xiao Hei's abnormal defense power cannot withstand it. However, the spiritual power of these great witches is not strong, so they did not cause serious harm to Xiao Hei.  Another white light shone out, Xiao Hei roared angrily, and raised his body to avoid those white light attacks.  The furious demon dragon opened its mouth and spit out a blue hellfire ball. The blue fireball rushed into the coalition forces, and with a bang, hundreds of people were directly vaporized. The sand turned into a sticky asphalt liquid, which steamed at high temperature.  , a large number of people and horses screamed repeatedly.  Xiao Hei fluttered his wings and danced wildly, blue light flashed in his big mouth, and he kept spitting out blue fireballs. In the blink of an eye, thousands of people evaporated, several tribes were wiped out, and the originally neat coalition troops were scattered in all directions.  Some small tribes were frightened and fled for their lives.  However, the large tribes were still running wildly. Thousands of troops rushed into the vast desert and collided with the Mu army led by Yang Zheng.  Yang Zheng grabbed a long knife, roared, and swung a half-moon light blade, and a dozen riders in front were cut in half.  When dealing with these ordinary people, they didn't waste any energy at all. They rode a single horse and swept all the way. Blood splattered everywhere they went, and people fell on their backs. This kind of cruelty was even more frightening.  Those so-called warriors from the tribe who were enshrined to heaven are all the same ants in front of Yang Zheng's cavalry. No one can stop Yang Zheng for a moment, just a few breaths.  Yang Zheng has split the tribal coalition into two pieces.  Under his leadership, the morale of the Mu warriors was greatly boosted, their combat effectiveness was extraordinary, and the enemies became frightened of Yang Zhengchong.  They were chopping melons and vegetables all the way, and they were excited to kill, and they all looked up to the sky and roared: "Who dares to block the path of the devil!" Yang Zheng killed in a circle, but did not notice the strong enemy.  Unable to help feeling a little disappointed, this war was just a massacre. He abandoned his horse and flew into the air.  Purple flames shot out from his eyes, his hair danced wildly, and violent spiritual energy surged out of his body.  Thick as substance.  The originally cloudless sky gradually turned into dense clouds.  Lightning and thunder.  This terrifying scene fell into the eyes of all the desert people, and they were all frightened to stop.  Yang Zheng is condescending, and his figure is set off to be very majestic. Even the huge Xiao Hei is dwarfed in front of Yang Zheng at this time. The gushing spiritual energy has infected everyone's hearts, amplifying fear and awe.  Yang Zheng roared loudly, and the surrounding sand shook with thunder. He realized that he was the god of earth in this desert.  The strong wind was blowing, and all the horses were almost blown into the sky. The sand was constantly flowing on all sides. When the desert people reacted, they found that there was already a huge sand pit under their feet, and the sand pit was still getting deeper.  They were trapped, they were running away like horses, but the sand flowed faster, and the limbs of the horses were trapped in the sand.  Tens of thousands of people were wailing in the big sand pit, their voices torn to pieces by the strong wind. Everyone felt that the end of the world was coming.  The leader of the Tyrannosaurus Clan, Tyrannosaurus, looked at the indestructible tall figure in the sky. For the first time, he felt what a real god was. Compared with the one in the sky, the people beside him turned pale and were still making noises.  What does a great witch mean?  If he hadn't made the noise, how could he have been stupid enough to bring out all the warriors in the clan, and also summoned the men from most of the tribes in the sand region. As a result, he had angered the real earth god, and now he would be buried in the desert.  He regretted his ignorance and saw the great witch next to him still shouting at the top of his lungs. With evil thoughts in his heart, he pulled out a knife and stabbed the great witch into the heart from behind.  Blood spurted out from the big witch's mouth, he turned around in disbelief and murmured: "Youyou" The violent rock dragon pulled out the knife and cut off the big witch's head with one blow. He grabbed the head and looked up to the sky and shouted: "  The supreme demon god, the violent rock dragon, was bewitched by the evil to commit such a stupid act. I have cut off the evil head now. Please forgive my people. I am willing to dedicate my life to the demon god! "  Yanlong's actions stimulated the chiefs of the major tribes. They were overwhelmed by the sight before them. Only then did they remember that the culprit of all this was the instigation of the great witch, so they mobilized all the men of their tribes to ginseng.  Suffering the catastrophe of genocide.  Pairs of blood-red eyes stared at the big witches, and before the big witches could react, steel knives were already approaching.  Under the leadership of the patriarchNext, everyone climbed down from their mounts, knelt on the ground and bowed to the sky to beg for mercy.  Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Yang Zheng stopped controlling the quicksand, and the desert gradually stopped shaking. At this moment, the surging spiritual energy around him had a slight fluctuation. Through that small vibration, Yang Zheng saw what he was looking for.  Target, he screamed loudly, stretched out his hands, and projected his entire body into the distance like a meteor.  The deep clouds were instantly pulled into the distance, the desert stopped roaring, and the sun was revealed that moved everyone.  ¡°The tens of thousands of desert people who had suffered the most horrific nightmare in their lives sat on the sand blankly, speechless for a long time.  On the other side, Yang Zheng, who had reached an altitude of 10,000 meters, had withdrawn all his spiritual power, leaving only one spiritual thread to wrap around the fleeing target. He pursued with all his strength. He pushed his whole body's strength to the extreme and merged with the wind.  Here, the speed is unbelievable, and the figure has been hard to see clearly. There is only a billowing black cloud in the sky, covering the sky and the ground.  The distance was getting closer and closer, the purple flames in Yang Zheng's eye sockets were burning brightly, looking down at the infinite desert below, he violently threw out the iron sword in his hand.  The iron sword wrapped in purple light disappeared in a flash, and then a piece of yellow sand exploded on the desert a hundred miles away. In the yellow sand in the sky, a black figure flashed past.  "Can you escape?" Yang Zheng shouted violently, swooping down from an altitude of 10,000 meters, his hands in the shape of claws, two balls of purple fire had turned his arms into reality, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed into the dancing land.  In the yellow sand, a cold light burst out in front of his eyes. Yang Zheng retracted and released his claws, and the spiral power he had just comprehended burst out.  The cold light shattered into a shadow in the air. One of Yang Zheng's palms hit a body hard, and the spiral force rushed into the opponent's body. The sound of bones shattering could be heard.  Blood sprayed in the yellow sand, and with a hoarse howl, the black figure threw out the sand mist like a cannonball, hitting the ground hard, creating a deep pit.  Yang Zheng rolled his hands, and the yellow sand had been blown clean by the strong wind. This time it fell to the edge of the deep pit, and he stared coldly at the person who fell at the bottom of the pit.  His ears were pointed and long, clearly a sign of an elf, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Yang Zheng with a malicious and cruel light.  "It turns out it's you!" Yang Zheng recognized him. The dark elf Moyar was the assassin who almost killed him on Yingbo Lake in Samardin. Later, it was this man who killed the old king of Wei Rong and blamed him on him.  , it can be regarded as a meeting of enemies.  ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you to sneak into the temple and become a Templar knight.¡± Yang Zheng curled his lips and smiled.  "I didn't expect it to be you" Moyar suffered a fatal blow. At this time, he was completely exhausted. Every word he said was extremely difficult: "That little bitch has only been out for a few days, and he is hooking up with you again."  First of all, this bitch actually taught you his own attack method." Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that the spiral force he had just learned was probably Scarlett's unique attack method. It seems that Moya.  Er also saw that he and Scarlett were connected.  "Don't be complacentMaster Xiyuewill definitely notlet you go" Moyal struggled to spit out the last words and died.  " Xiyuethat goblin" Yang Zheng twisted his eyebrows. The goblin had left a deep impression on him back then, but he was no longer the lamb to be slaughtered back then.  He glanced at the corpse on the ground, waved his palm, and the flames wrapped in spiritual energy engulfed the corpse, and evaporated Namer in a few seconds.  The loss of Moyar was equivalent to the destruction of the entire witch temple. Yang Zheng left a deep impression on the desert people. The almighty demon god Tianwei made every desert person who worshiped the strong tremble with fear, and at the same time, he was desperate.  Put his faith into it.  Yang Zheng had no time to mind the business of these desert people, but let the Mu people pull the tiger skin and pull the flag, and their status in the sand area skyrocketed. Even the king of the desert, Tyrannosaurus, wanted to act based on Mutulu's face. In just a few days,  , the cattle, sheep and other offerings obtained from the Mu tribe have almost eaten up the grass in the entire oasis.  When the people of the Mu tribe were in pain and happiness, Yang Zheng waited until Zi Xin came out of seclusion.  They reached the temple through Scarlett, and the road ahead became even more confusing.
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