Peerless War God - Chapter 3969

Sand King sneered, lowered his head, continued to pour himself wine, and then gulped down the wine with a happy expression on his face.

"My king?" Shaon spoke again.

"Oh," Sand King said calmly, with a blank face, "Why, do you also think those two people should be killed?"

"This... I don't know, please ask my king to decide. It's just that our clan and the human race have a deep blood feud, and they will never die. Why does my king look at these two people differently?"

This is the biggest doubt in Shaon's mind. As far as he knows, the background of these two people is very ordinary, and there is nothing special about them.

He is neither the arrogance of the Nine Great Powers, nor a powerful backer, but a casual cultivator with a little more talent. If such a person is killed, he will be killed. On the contrary, he has no worries and can vent his anger.

But it's clear that Sand King doesn't think so.

King Sha smiled and said: "The reason is very simple, because of that evil cultivator, I really want to kill these two people, but this king just can't make him do what he wants, ha ha."

"This..." Shaon was at a loss for words for a moment, is this okay?

But sometimes, things are that simple, not complicated.

Shaon remembered very clearly that not long ago, an evil cultivator full of blood and evil spirit broke into the land of yellow sand, and wanted to meet the sand king, and took out a strange black token, which he had never seen before. seen.

At that time, after seeing the token, Sand King's face changed drastically.

Shaon became curious and asked: "My king, what is the origin of that evil cultivator? Could it be that the demons are really behind it, the nails buried by the demons in the human race?"

"That's right, that's not right," Sand King said indifferently, "Did you see that token?"

"Yes, I see you."

"Then forget about it and don't mention it to a third party." Sand King said in a deep voice.

Shaon nodded in his heart, although he was puzzled, he still did as he said, "Obey, my king."

"Didn't you always want to know why this king is so impressed by these two people? It's very simple, because of that token, which represents an extremely evil force. If it really sees the light of day, not only the human race, but also You and my remaining monster clan will not have a good life at all, and then it will be the real end."

Sha Wang's words were gloomy, and there was a deep sense of fear.

When Shaon heard these words in his ears, he was shocked and horrified, what kind of existence it is, even the Sand King who is in the Immortal Realm would be so afraid, it was too scary.

Shaon took a deep breath and said, "Yes, this subordinate has remembered."

"However, you came just in time. Do you know what that human race said to the king just now?"

Sand King said again.

"The human race is cunning, my king, please think twice before acting, don't be fooled by them."

Shaon said quickly.

Sha Wang laughed loudly, shook his head, and said, "No, what the human kid said was exactly the same as what you said before, and he also said that he would open up, hehe, I don't know if it was the two of you earlier It was colluded."

"this……"

Shocked, Shaon froze in place, struggling to digest Shawang's words. There were too many contents in it, which made his brain a little swollen.

Shaon took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, looked at King Sha, and asked cautiously, "Then what does my king mean?"

King Sha pondered for a while, touched his chin, and smacked his mouth a few times, and said calmly: "In this case, you should handle this matter yourself, I think this Cangyun meeting is quite suitable."

When Shaon heard it, he was overjoyed immediately, knelt down on one knee, and shouted loudly: "This subordinate takes orders."

"Well, let's go."

"yes."

Shaon turned around and walked away in high spirits, his eyes gleaming.

After Sand King left, the gate of the Golden Palace was closed again, and Sand King drank alone again. After a while, he looked melancholy and said, "The Dark Temple, is it about to be born again? It's really not the time."

...

At the same time, outside the land of the Sand Clan.

In the land of dark sandstorms, the sky is full of yellow sand, and terrible sandstorms are rolled up thousands of feet high, covering the sky and blocking the sun, which has not stopped all year round.

Affected by the sand formation of the Sand Clan, the entire sandstorm land was in unprecedented chaos.

At this time, a cloud building carried by huge birds and monsters was flying all the way, shuttling through the sandstorm, as if walking on flat ground, without being affected at all.

"Elder Qing, why did this sandstorm suddenly become so manic? It's really weird and abnormal."

On the cloud tower, a casual cultivator who wanted to go to the Cangyun Society, only robbed the fairyland, and asked.

The other monks on the Yunlou also joined in.

Song Qingwen frowned. What these monks said made sense. He also saw that there were more sandstorms today than in the past few days, and they were extremely active. Unfortunately, the sandstorms obscured the divine sense, making it impossible to detect what happened below.

Rumor has it that beneath this land of yellow sand is the Sand Clan that has been suppressed for nearly ten thousand years.

The existence of the yellow sand is to isolate the monster race and the human race from each other. It has to be said that the methods of the Immortal Artifact Sect are indeed shocking, and the existence of the Cangyun Society is also for the convenience of monitoring the sand race.

Now, there seems to be some kind of change in this land of yellow sand, which gave Song Qingwen a bad premonition.

"Raise the flight altitude."

Song Qingwen said.

"Gah~" The flying monster responded, and after a while of bumps, the height was raised several thousand meters.

At this moment, a scream came.

"Look, what is that? It seems that someone is in a sandstorm. Who is this person?"

"A real person is in a sandstorm. How did he do it? It's too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die from exhaustion of mana. The sandstorm is too dangerous."

"That person seems to have discovered us, and moved closer to this side."

Seeing this, a cultivator from the Song family robbed the immortals and yelled loudly: "Those who come, stay away. This is my Song family's Yunlou, and you are not allowed to trespass."

But he heard that person shouting, saying: "Brother Qingwen, please help me to save one or two."

Song Qingwen frowned upon hearing this, very surprised, "Yuan Bucai, why are you here? You fell into this sandstorm, what happened?"

"It's a long story, brother Qingwen, please let me get on the boat and avoid it for a while, and then talk to brother Qingwen."

Song Qingwen nodded, not feeling any difference, and said, "Open the formation and let him in."

"yes."

"Yes, elder."

Many Song family monks and clansmen responded quickly, and began to manipulate the formation on the Yunlou. Soon, it covered the back of the flying monster and covered the protective formation of Yunlou, and a gap was opened. .

Then, Yuan Bucai in mid-air showed a strange smile, dodged, passed through the formation, and stepped onto the cloud tower.

"laugh!"

Then, before everyone on the Yunlou could react, a terrifying light flashed in Song Qingwen's astonished eyes, and an astonishing energy net exploded, tearing everything on the Yunlou to pieces.