Chapter 1785 Magic Sand Five Luo Formation

"It seems that the seniors have already started fighting with them..."

Looking at the huge sand pillar at the end of his sight, Ning Tianlin pursed his lips.

His speed, without the use of secret techniques, is still inferior to that of the Lord of the Universe.

Before they arrived, Wu Daoxuan and the others had already taken action.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

For a moment, the void ahead shook, and various energies continued to escape. After three to five minutes, it stopped.

In the endless desert, in an originally secluded area, six figures were suspended in the void. Five of them were black figures with four arms and two legs. They had red skin. The energy that was constantly surging outside their bodies was floating on the sand. Waves of yellow sand were also set off above.

Surrounded by five figures, Wu Daoxuan stood calmly and glanced at the five people around him with sharp eyes.

He said softly: "Everyone, it seems that it is not the way to treat guests to surround me and attack without knowing the reason?"

"Pooh!"

The slightly pale Cang Ju spat out a mouthful of phlegm-laced blood. At this time, his equipment was in tatters, and blood was constantly leaking from all over his body.

There was a scar caused by a sharp weapon, which was a bit scary. The wound appeared on the arm and chest at the same time. It was obviously a continuous wound caused by the gun head being slashed diagonally downwards.

Just now, he and his companion on the left took the lead in attacking Wu Dao Xuanfa. The black old man wearing a Taoist robe was the first to attack.

In just a few minutes, Cang Ju was seriously injured under the active attack of the old man on the other side. If it were not for the timely action of the three companions from the Demon Sand Tribe behind him, I am afraid that even with the care of his companions on his left, he would not be able to survive. It is estimated that even if he does not die, he will at least be seriously injured.

It was because he was careless in his heart that he underestimated the enemy. After Cang Ju saw that the other party was as strong as him at the fourth level of Master of the Universe, he believed that no matter what, even if he couldn't win, he could still struggle with the opponent.

What's more, the fighting method of their Magic Sand Clan has always been head-on confrontation. If they used this fighting method to fight Wu Daoxuan, who could have already jumped to the next level, they would naturally be taken advantage of by the opponent's extremely rich experience in fighting, so they suffered. A huge loss.

Of course, the most important and main reason was that Wu Daoxuan was too ruthless in his attacks and was not sloppy in his decisive killing.

"Hmph, you old guy is really vicious. You killed my Demonic Sand Tribe soldiers, and now you dare to stay in the desert with such arrogance."

"It seems that there is no sign of repentance, and he is still so arrogant. Do you really think that our Magic Sand Clan is so easy to bully?"

Cang Ju's left hand glanced over Wu Daoxuan's body sternly, and said solemnly.

"Repentance?"

Wu Daoxuan joked, "Are you kidding me? Is there any regret medicine in this world?"

"After killing one wave, I can kill the second wave! I never mind if my hands are stained with the blood of your Demonic Sand Clan!"

He sneered and slowly raised the nine-day red flame gun that exuded a little bit of heat in his hand, and a slightly cold arc appeared on his stern cheeks again.

Just wave it over.

"Hmph, you're looking for death! Even though he's only at the fourth level of the Master of the Universe, he dares to fight against us. He's really not afraid of talking nonsense and flashing his tongue!"

Seeing that Wu Daoxuan continued to attack, another warrior from the Magic Sand Tribe had a flash of violence on his face, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Wu Daoxuan.

"Buzz."

Wu Dao

When he reappeared, he was suddenly behind the Demon Sand Clan warrior who spoke last. At the tip of the spear, the Nine Heavens Red Flame Spear had been completely covered by the terrifying blue energy in his body.

The gun head erupted into a three-foot-high blue light and stabbed at the latter's huge body in a cunning and ruthless manner.

At the moment when Wu Daoxuan's body disappeared, the warrior from the Demonic Sand Tribe, who was extremely experienced in fighting, had already sensed the opponent's movements and intentions.

Immediately, the huge body kept swinging, and the body twisted strangely half a foot to the left, just in time to avoid the cold spear point.

The blow missed, and Wu Daoxuan's expression did not change at all. He released the gun with his palm, and the hot Nine Heavens Red Flame Spear quickly rotated against Wu Daoxuan's palm.

"Take my shot!"

The sharp spear head directly drew a cold light in the air, and the spear head containing terrifying power pierced the waist of the Demon Sand Clan warrior.

Relying on the extremely hardness of his body, the Demon Sand Clan warrior chose to resist this round of attacks with his physical body, and at the same time concentrated all his strength on his waist.

"Bang!"

The gun head penetrated half an inch into the opponent's body without any suspense, and could no longer move forward for another half minute.

However, due to the terrifying blue energy contained in the Nine Heavens Red Flame Spear, it had already been extremely compressed. In an instant, it was like a fish entering water, directly entering the opponent's bloodline without resistance.

The compressed blue energy began to spread rapidly as soon as it entered the opponent's bloodline, destroying all the meridians in the opponent's body in an instant.

"puff."

After the Magic Sand Tribe soldier felt the overwhelming changes in his body, he couldn't bear it any longer. He spurted out a large mouthful of blood and stared fixedly at the waist where he had just been attacked.

"How is this possible..."

The Mosha soldier, with an incredible look on his face, knew that the opponent's attack just now was enough for his body to resist, but the result was obviously not the case.

From Wu Daoxuan's sudden attack to the Mosha soldier's physical resistance, it took only a few breaths.

The other few people could have rescued him in time, but seeing that the opponent's gun was only so powerful, they did not pay too much attention.

However, when the latter's mouth spurted blood, the others came to their senses and found that the attack just now was not as simple as they saw.

"The blue energy on his gun head is too weird, everyone pay attention to avoid it, don't hit it head-on!"

Looking at the injured tribe member, Cang Ci, who found the clue, shouted in a gloomy voice, and at the same time, he quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

"Don't fight him alone, listen to my command, and form the magic sand five-luo formation!"

He shouted, and Cang Ci took the lead in making a series of dazzling gestures with both hands. As the gestures kept changing, a huge amount of dark green energy quickly condensed in his palms.

At the moment when Cang Ci made his move, the other four people also completed a series of complicated gestures almost at the same time.