I live stream cultivating immortals on a desert island

Chapter 411
Compared with this huge yellow sand monster, Xiang Ze and others are really too small. If you want to make eye contact with it, you have to raise your head to more than [-] degrees.

Dayong is the tallest, but he is less than the Sandman's calf...

Damn it, it's going to kill me!
However, the sand monster suddenly roared loudly, and with a strong wind, it raised its palm the size of a truck, and slapped the crowd overwhelmingly!

Everyone hurriedly scattered like birds and beasts, barely dodging, this slap hit the sand, and a sandstorm erupted in an instant!

The friends in the live broadcast room were thrilled to see...

It is said that the stunt level of the program group is so high?
Thousands of words were turned into one sentence: "Fucking boss, run away!" These words were said in a hurry, and they had no meaning at all, because there was no way to run.

But he couldn't run, and he definitely couldn't fight. It felt like no matter how powerful the boss Xiang Ze was, they couldn't resist in front of this kind of absolute strength. It was like Tyson was facing a group of young children...

"Attack him!"

"Trap him!"

"Yes, trip him somersault!"

Naturally, there are people who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

Several people in the anchor room watched with trepidation, even Kun Kun was frightened by this sand monster, and it took a long time before he said an inexplicable sentence: "No, Xiang Ze and the others are going to be sick!"

Xi Xi and the others, who were still nervously looking at the screen, were startled when they heard the words, and turned to look at him together.

"It's all up to me? I mean Xiang Ze is going to die this time! No one can save them!" Kun Kun didn't even know what he said just now.

Everyone is so confused, yeah?Why did this kid change his gender? What he said just now was so weird, he seemed to be worried for Xiang Ze and the others?
But the last sentence made everyone feel at ease again, Kun Kun is still the same Kun Kun...

"What kind of monster is this?" Xi Xi's anxious face turned pale.

"Isn't it a sand monster?" Lowell muttered to herself. "Damn it, even watching a fantasy movie is not so exciting!"

Brother Bo feels that he has taken over the role and integrated into the play. Subconsciously, he feels that Xiang Ze and the others will be fine. You know the reason, the halo of the protagonist...

"If Xiang Ze and the others can survive, I really want to have a drink with him!" Master Bei was also talking to himself.

"Me too." Master De said.

"But..." Fang Qian hesitated to speak.

Everyone understands what she wants to say, I'm afraid that Xiang Ze and the others will not be able to survive today, this moment! "I think Xiang Ze is super dick, it doesn't look like it!"

Jay Chou is already Xiang Ze's fan now, unconditionally, irrationally, almost madly supporting Xiang Ze.

"The wind is tight! Boss, let's hurry up!" Gou Laosan's guts were about to be terrified!
What's more, his normally sensitive sense of smell suddenly failed, and he was terrified that he didn't detect that the sand man was hiding underground.

In fact, this is not because his dog's nose is out of order, but because the sandman itself is sand, driven by mana, how can he smell it?
"You nonsense! Where is all this sand going?" Dayong was about to die of worry. The peach stick, which was already thick in his hand, suddenly felt very small, as small as a needle.

Damn it, did I ask Lao Tzu to prick him with a needle?
Brother Xiaolong also brandished his knife and stared blankly. Just now he rushed forward and slashed one of the sand man's fingers, but where the blade passed, it just spilled a piece of yellow sand, and his finger was still in good condition.

The yellow sand is like flowing water, if the knife is cut off, the water will flow even more...

"Xuan Qiu, hurry up and show your original shape!" Dayong suddenly had a quick wit.

"It's useless, my original shape is not as high as his knees!" Li Xuanqiu's five-element flying knife circled and danced, shuttling back and forth inside the sand man's body, but it had no killing effect...

The sand man has no blood, no flesh, and no soul, and the five-element flying knife can't deal with him.

And Peach Blossom Immortal, who had already jumped up into the sky and disappeared without a trace. Sure enough, Da Yong Li Xuanqiu's evaluation of him was not wrong, this guy is not enough for friends at all!

"My god, we're dead!" Gou Laosan howled miserably, and didn't hide at all, and knelt down with his head in his arms, waiting to die.

Suddenly, Xiang Ze, the boss next to him, grabbed his arm, and then his eyes lit up, the wind and yellow sand all over the sky disappeared in an instant, but there was nothing...

yeah?What is this?
Immediately afterwards, Dayong, Xiaolong, and Li Xuanqiu suddenly appeared one after another in disgrace...

"Oh my god! Is this hell? Are we all dead?" Third Gou's voice changed in shock.

"Stop talking nonsense, good people don't live long, and scourges last for thousands of years, so you won't die! This is the boss's different universe, what kind of hell?" Li Xuanqiu sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Oh shit, maybe I'm taking a breath." Dayong shook his body, and pieces of sand fell down rustlingly.

"How do you get out here? I have to help the boss fight monsters!" Brother Xiaolong was very depressed, walking around with a Kunlun knife, impatient like a aggressive little donkey.

"You can pull it down, don't go out and make trouble for the boss, the boss will fight if he can, and he will naturally take us away if he can't fight. Hehe, with the boss on his back, the sky won't fall!"

Dayong picked up a jar of rootless holy water, gulped down several mouthfuls, it was refreshing!

"Oh my god, I was scared to death. Why does the boss still have a different universe? Could it be that he is a god?" Gou Laosan was still in shock, walked to Dayong, picked up the jar of rootless holy water, and was about to put it in his mouth, and left After a long time, he was also a little thirsty.

"You kid is going to die, you!" Dayong was startled, and hurriedly snatched it back!
"Oh, then I won't drink." Gou Laosan sat on the ground aggrieved, and lowered his head depressed.

I thought I was also a brother with everyone, but it turned out that I was still a servant, and I couldn't even drink water from others.Seeing so many altars nearby, it's not my turn...

"Fuck you, aren't you happy yet? I saved your dog's life, you know? This is rootless holy water, and you dare to drink it with a mortal body?" Dayong stretched out his big palm and poured out a little from the jar. The holy water is in the palm of your hand: "You dip your finger and see."

Gou Laosan didn't know why, so he stretched out his finger foolishly, and as soon as he touched the holy water, he heard a soft hissing sound, and a burst of water mist rose up!
"Oh, it hurts me to death!" Gou Laosan felt a piercing pain, and the layer of skin on the pads of his fingers was melted away by the holy water!
"Hahaha, do you know how powerful it is? A little flesh injury, you are a fucking fart!" Dayong laughed happily, raised his head and took another big gulp.

"You are so brave, you just tell him that he can't drink or he'll be finished, what do you have to do with him?" Li Xuanqiu couldn't help laughing.

"Don't let him hurt, he won't have a long memory!" Dayong stretched out his big hand and patted Gou Laosan on the shoulder: "Do you know how powerful this time?"

"I got it, I got it..." Gou Laosan's fingers were in severe pain, but his heart suddenly became brighter!

It's not that Brother Yong doesn't regard himself as a brother, but that the holy water is poisonous!
If it weren't for his quick hands and quick eyes... the consequences would be disastrous!
So here comes the question, Brother Yong, why can you drink it, and it’s okay after drinking it?

"Oh? That's a long story, brother, I was in the sky..." Dayong leisurely talked about the past, completely refreshing Gou Laosan's world view, scientific view, and cosmology...

The admiration for Brother Yong is like a torrential river, endless, and like the flood of the Yellow River, it is out of control!
(End of this chapter)