First Class Taoist Gate

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The trapped fairy rope seemed to have a sharp edge, and the spirit of the sword was lingering. The head of the sand worm bucket instantly rose into the sky and plunged into the mud. Zhang Bairen stepped on the sand worm and continued to run.

"My lord, that's that kid! The map of the ancient country of Loulan is on that kid!" Chu Mo said, scanning the audience with a pair of eyes, and instantly spotted Zhang Bairen running in the quicksand.

"Stop him! The map of the ancient Loulan country must not leak out!" Ta Mengmeng's eyes were a little crazy: "The ancient Loulan country, as long as the ancient Loulan country can be found, I will be able to obtain the inheritance of the ancient Loulan country, replacing the Khan of Qimin. Not yet known!"

"Stop him!" a group of people shouted.

A weird scimitar dropped out of his hand and circled in the void to form a flying knife network, but seeing the scimitar whizzing and whizzing around, he continued to greet Zhang Bairen.

The blade light flickered, and the cold light was compelling!

Looking at the weird scimitar, it seems to be an unknown x symbol that has been lost in half, just like an equation in mathematics, constantly hovering, with a weird handle on it, and the small holes on the handle are engulfed in air currents, constantly creating Force field, exert force on the scimitar!

""Good means! Zhang Bairen slapped his palm and praised him, but the speed was not slow. Facing a scimitar, he continued to run without looking back. There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the back of his head. The trapped fairy rope silently pierced through the void and curled up a hand. After the scimitar was drawn in the air for a while, all the scimitars were instantly knocked off.

"Good boy, a little capable!" The leader looked at Chu Mo: "This boy is handed over to you, you must take down this boy with fifty warriors."

"Yes!" Chu Mo replied, and said to the fifty warriors on one side: "Follow me!"

Zhang Bairen was galloping in the desert. His horses had been eaten by the pack of wolves when he came, and he had no choice but to flee in the desert.

There is only one trapped fairy rope. Although the swordsmanship is great, Zhang Bairen saw that there are bows and arrows behind these warriors, and he still needs to find a chance to hit them all!

In fact, the best way is to release arrows secretly and shoot these people to death one by one with a magical crossbow, but the desert is so empty, where can you hide?

Moreover, Zhang Bairen could see the undetectable shaking of the sand behind him, rolling up a wave of microwaves from time to time, there must be weirdness under the sand, Zhang Bairen didn't dare to stop easily and be caught up by the shaking dust.

Holding a trapped fairy rope in his hand, Zhang Bairen looked at the scorching sun in the sky and looked at the Turkic warrior behind him: "There are so many people who have escaped. Why are you waiting to chase me!"

"The other party has a horse and is a warrior. Sooner or later, I will be exhausted if I go on like this! On the contrary, I lost my strength." After running for a while, Zhang Bairen felt a little physically weak. He looked at the smoke and dust rolled up behind him, the Turkic warrior. Still riding a horse.

"clang"

A touch of shock and earth-shaking, the sword light flashed in the desert.

The mud and sand under my feet flowed slowly, and in the blur, I could see the traces of the long sword.

"Squeak!"

There were screams, blood stained the mud and sand, and a little bit of khaki juice rolled out.

"Sandworm!" Zhang Bairen's face was gloomy. God knows what a sandworm is. Zhang Bairen has never heard of this thing before. The speed is so fast that he is chasing him.

With the advancement of Dao Gong, Zhang Bairen is now performing dragons and tigers, and running water does not rot, and Dao Gong has begun to gradually change his physique. Although he is not as light as a swallow when he runs, it is absolutely extraordinary.

In this desert, the weight of the horse fell into the mud and sand, and the speed was slower than Zhang Bairen by many times.

So Zhang Bairen actually outperformed Kuai Ma in the desert. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that his physical strength was constantly being consumed, but the opponent was ready to go, only consuming the strength of the horse.

After slaughtering a sand worm, Zhang Bairen’s trapped fairy rope suddenly plunged into the ground like a snake, only to hear a scream, three to five meters long, bucket-thick sand worms were thrown into the air by the trapped fairy rope. , And then suddenly fell to the ground, rolling up clouds of smoke.

Zhang Bairen was agitated, his subconscious hairs stood up, and his eyes were full of cold.

Anyone who sees a large bug a few meters long and the thickness of a bucket will feel disgusting involuntarily.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The long whip flew out, and a head of sandworm exploded, splashing yellow blood.

"Good boy, good means!" Chu Mo suddenly jumped up from his horse and landed on the yellow sand. He plunged into the yellow sand and disappeared.

Just got a few sandworms, and before Zhang Bairen came back to his senses, he suddenly felt a slight shock in the sand under his feet, and his entire human energy jumped away.

Chu Mo's escape technique was powerful, but when he shot it, it would make the sand flow. With Zhang Bairen's perception, the vibration was like an earthquake, and it was impossible to hide it.

The sword intent in Zhang Bairen's hand was intertwined, and he put away the trapped fairy rope. At this time, the long sword was out of its sheath, shining with a dazzling cold light in the sun.

As if knowing that Zhang Bairen's swordsmanship was great, Chu Mo did not continue to move.

But as soon as Zhang Bairen turned around, Chu Mo violently followed, grabbing Zhang Bairen's ankle again.

"laugh!"

The gleaming edge of the long sword pierced the ground instantly, and the palm of the hand in the sand collapsed.

"Not the real body! This supernatural power is really weird! It can actually condense sand and soil into objects! But it seems that there is a distance limit!" Zhang Bairen glanced at the ground, this supernatural power must have a distance limit, otherwise it would be the world to sneak attack others across thousands of miles. Invincible?

"drive!"

"drive!"

"drive!"

The Turkic warrior wolves and howling ghosts rushed up, Zhang Bairen turned around and ran, but saw the yellow sand rolling behind him, unexpectedly rolled up out of thin air to wrap around Zhang Bairen, wanting to bury him in the yellow sand.

"Clang!" Without looking back, he cut out with a sword, Huang Sha Vortex was collapsed by a sword, and Zhang Bairen continued to run.

"Boy, where to go!" Chu Mo drilled out of the mud behind him, silently chanting a spell, a strand of yellow sand flew out with the wind in his hand, and the sand on the ground was constantly twisting and spinning, trying to swallow it in.

"call!"

The twisting of the sand drove the airflow, and saw that the ground under Chu Mo's feet seemed to be a stream of water, forming a large whirlpool, covering a radius of ten meters, galloping toward Zhang Bairen.

"Fuck!" Looking at Chu Mo who was chasing behind him, Zhang Bairen was shocked: "Is this Lao Tzu in the world of the legendary Xian Xia? Although Taoism can change the world, it is definitely not so exaggerated! It's a **** thing! science!"

Zhang Bairen put away the long sword, grabbed the trapped fairy rope in his hand, wrapped it in the whistling sonic boom, and struck silently towards the young man in the muddy vortex.

At this time, the sand under Chu Mo's feet had turned into a black hole, and Zhang Bairen didn't want to step over to try his might.

The long sword can't reach, the only way is to trap the fairy rope.

The trapped fairy rope is indeed powerful, but the whirlpool under Chu Mo’s feet is even more powerful. When the trapped fairy rope flies over the whirlpool, it is actually sucked by suction, and the strength slows down. It is easily avoided by the young silent, and at this time, the youngster is silent. Go back and rush towards Zhang Bairen.

"Asshole!"

Zhang Bairen continued to flee without saying a word. If he was shrouded in the whirlpool, Zhang Bairen could be sure that he would be buried in the yellow sand and turned into a pile of dead bones.

"Hand over the map of the ancient country of Loulan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ spare your life!" Chu Mo looked at Zhang Bairen blankly.

Zhang Bairen sneered coldly: "When I reach the treasure in Daoye's hands, I want to ask me to hand it over. Your head is caught by the door!"

Seeing Chu Mo approaching, Zhang Bairen suddenly turned around. The three arrows on the Shenji crossbow in his hand were dark, exuding cold light under the sun. Chu Mo was taken aback and stopped quickly and slowed down.

"Hmph! Don't make the little master anxious!" Zhang Bairen raised the magic crossbow, turned around and started to flee.

Staring at Zhang Bairen's back, after Zhang Bairen flew out of the range of the arrow, Chu Mo stopped altogether, stood in the yellow sand, silently chanting the spell, and saw that the whirlpool under his feet actually flew out, stirring The yellow sand was uneasy and chased after Zhang Bairen.

"It's not so exaggerated! Whose magical power is so perverted! Why does Lao Tzu have a feeling in mythology" Looking at the vortex that was chasing, Zhang Bairen was the first and two big, and quickly continued to escape, too lazy to entangle with Chu Mo.

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