Two Hundred and Twenty-Four. Have I Been Too Gentle These Two Years?

Yan Zhaoge supported the stone pillar, and stared at the Black Dragon Sha in the distant sky, and the people who gathered towards him.

While observing, Yan Zhaoge sent a sound transmission to Ah Hu and Feng Yunsheng, explaining the current situation roughly.

"The person who can drive the black dragon evil is at least a great master." Ah Hu's expression was serious at the moment, and he didn't look as tired and slippery as before: "The other party doesn't attack directly. It acts as a restraint."

Feng Yunsheng held the handle of the black saber: "It is entirely dependent on the power of the natural disaster of the Black Dragon Shade. The great master does not approach, nor can he control it finely, so he is not fully sure to achieve his goal."

"It is naturally best to bury us with the Black Dragon Sha. If not, it can create chaos and make us overwhelmed."

Feng Yunsheng looked at Yan Zhaoge: "At this time, if someone takes advantage of the chaos and makes a move, the chance of success will be greatly increased..."

Yan Zhaoge looked deeply, nodded slightly, and didn't say much.

Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge looked around and saw behind Jun Luo, the son of the Lian family named Lian Ying, with a strange expression, suddenly pulled out a black dagger.

Yan Zhaoge frowned, at first he thought he was going to harm Jun Luo, and was about to stop him, but saw that the target of the black dagger was Lian Ying himself.

The black dagger pierced Lianying's own arm, and there was a soft "hum" sound immediately.

There are strange aura fluctuations, emanating from the black dagger and the wound on Lianying's arm.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes were fixed: "It seems like a variant of some kind of blood sacrifice method. Some kind of curse was buried in his blood in advance?"

Blood dripped from Lian Ying's arm and fell on the sand below, and the sand was instantly dyed white.

The light and shadow floated in the air, condensing into a huge rune that was looming. Then the runes were printed on the ground.

The snow white centered on the company's foothold and spread rapidly towards the surrounding desert.

Immediately, everyone stepped down. There was a violent shock, like an earthquake. The white sand sea suddenly became dangerous.

At this moment, the desert under my feet seems to have turned into quicksand. People stepped on it, and immediately sank into it!

Everyone was taken aback: "...This is, Bai Longsha?"

All the people present were warriors, except for Jun Luo, Lian Ying, and Lian Cheng, all of them were master warriors.

Sensing something wrong, he wanted to jump up, but he couldn't get out of the white quicksand.

Just a little hard on your feet. Not only could he not pull his feet out of the quicksand, but he sank even deeper.

Regardless of whether it is firmness or softness and ingenuity, it is all a result. He tried to stimulate the Gang Qi, but as soon as the Gang Qi came into contact with the white quicksand, it immediately disappeared invisible!

In the sky above, a black storm is raging, and the desert below has turned into a quicksand well, trying to bury people alive.

Legs and feet sunk in quicksand. No one dared to move, the more they struggled, the faster they sank.

While unable to move. What's more, he could only watch helplessly as the terrifying black storm hit him.

Jun Luo exclaimed, his feet were empty, his figure sank rapidly, and soon nearly half of his body was submerged in the white sand.

The same is true for Liancheng on the other side.

However, Lian Ying was still standing firmly on the white sand, walking as usual,

On the contrary, it seemed extraordinarily weird.

Blood kept dripping from the wound on Lian Ying's arm, his face became paler, almost without any blood, and his whole body looked weaker and weaker.

But he was very excited. With a sick and excited smile on his face, he looked at Jun Luo foolishly: "Luo Luo, don't be afraid, nothing will happen."

Lianying walked towards Junluo step by step. While walking, he said softly, "Just hold me tight, and you won't be afraid of sinking into the desert. I can lead you to sneak underground freely."

"In this way, the black dragon's evil storm on the ground is nothing to worry about.

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He smiled foolishly and opened his arms, as if to hug Jun Luo: "Look, Luo Luo, I'm not bad, right? Yan Zhaoge can save you, so can I."

On Lian Ying's arm, the black short sword was still deeply inserted into the wound, and blood kept dripping.

Hearing his words, even though they were in danger, everyone was stunned for a moment, and some couldn't help looking at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Lian Ying: "The Concentric Blood Curse, it's not just about martial arts, it's more about strange arts, but it's at the price of burning your own blood, like a sacrifice .”

"Although Bai Longsha was triggered, with your energy and blood, you won't be able to survive for long."

Yan Zhaoge slightly raised his eyebrows: "With the help of the connection between the blood curse and natural disasters, you can indeed walk freely in the White Dragon Sha in a short period of time, and the people who come into contact with you can also be led by you, so you don't have to worry about the danger of quicksand .”

"However, that person will also be dragged into the Concentric Blood Curse, and together they will provide blood sacrifices for the curse mark, and they will soon follow in your footsteps and die with exhausted energy and blood."

"Do you want Luo Luo to accompany you to die together?"

After hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Jun Luo's eyes widened, and he looked at Lian Ying in disbelief.

Lian Cheng, who grew up with Lian Ying, was even more stunned, only feeling that his clan brother was suddenly so strange that it was frightening.

When Lian Ying met Jun Luo's eyes, the expression on his face changed slightly, and there was a moment of unbearable and dazed.

But soon, he laughed softly: "You can't share the same quilt in life, but you can share the same acupuncture point in death, it's not in vain."

Lian Ying stared at Yan Zhaoge: "It's better than watching Luo Luo get closer and closer to other men."

"Yan Zhaoge, you are the proud son of heaven, you are high above the sky, and you will become a legend of the generation. Compared with you standing on the clouds, how many people like me are there, living like dust, like mud? But so what , just because you are standing on the clouds, you can trample on us at will, can you even take away the last ray of light in my life?"

"Impossible! Although I am weak, I will try to pull you down from the clouds, see how embarrassed you are covered in mud and water, and see if you can continue to be so high!"

A skinny teenager roaring with excitement.

At the same time, the white quicksand raged on the ground, and the black storm roared in the sky.

In addition to the white dragon that appeared at the feet of everyone, the black dragon that was formed by the black nightmare storm in the sky covered the sky and covered the earth, and it had come to everyone. The terrifying black wind was falling towards everyone!

Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm, holding the stone pillar, standing in place without moving, suddenly a purple thunder flashed in his right eye!

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge flipped his left hand, a small black incense burner appeared in his hand, and then casually threw it to Ahu: "Deal with Bai Longsha, and bring Luo Luo and the others out."

While Ah Hu responded, he stared at Lian Ying unkindly.

"Although, I don't really understand what you are resenting." Yan Zhaoge focused his eyes on the black nightmare storm, not looking at Lianying at all: "However, is it because I have been too gentle in the past two years of self-cultivation, so that now Everyone wants to try to step on me to prove themselves?" (To be continued)