My sister is Daji

Chapter 28 Sand King
With a swipe of Yang Jian's hand, the red fairy sword in the sword case flew up and turned into a burning flame, illuminating a large circle around it.

He put his hand on the red mole between his eyebrows again, and the red mole slowly cracked open.

Then it opened left and right, and it turned out to be one eye.

Heaven's eye!

Could this Yang Jian be Erlang God Yang Jian?

Yang Jian looked around with his eyes, pointed to the northwest direction and said, "It's there!"

The three of them headed northwest.

The night was getting late, and the air was getting damper and colder.

The biting cold wind blew the clothes rattling.

This stone forest is really big, and the stone peaks get higher and higher as you go in.

At first they could fly straight, but later they had to circle around the pinnacles.

They flew for a quarter of an hour before they saw a field surrounded by five pinnacles.

When it fell, there was an altar in the center of the place.

The altar is divided into [-] steps, surrounded by white flags, or "mourning", or "laying".There are ferocious animal heads tattooed on the altar, a will-o'-the-wisp is lit in the southwest corner, and a skeleton hangs in the northeast corner.

Looking at the altar, Jiang Yi felt a chill.

Yang Jian stared at it for a moment and said, "It's a Yin formation."

"Yin array?"

Just hearing the name, you know that it is definitely not a good thing.

Yang Jian said again: "The Yin Formation is used by evildoers to pay homage to the old monster of the Yin Mountain. To set up this kind of formation, you need virgins, virgins or spirit beasts for the old monster of the Yin Mountain to absorb souls. If they are satisfied, the worshipers will be promoted Cultivation."

Jiang Yi suddenly realized: "So, those missing children were captured by evildoers as sacrifices. However, this method is really wicked."

Yang Jian nodded slightly, and his eyes gradually became alert: "My master recently sensed that the stone forest is full of evil spirits, so he sent me to investigate. It seems that it is as he expected, there are monsters doing evil here."

Hong Jin clenched the long knife tightly, and said angrily: "Which mortal evildoer dares to snatch my uncle's child as a sacrifice, I will definitely smash his body into thousands of pieces."

At this moment, a black shadow rushed over and hit Hong Jin directly in the back.

Since the incident happened suddenly, Hong Jin didn't react at all.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, the flame beside Yang Jian turned into a fairy sword and blocked the black figure with a "thump".

Hong Jin immediately turned over and rolled away, but all three of them said "Hey", it turned out that the black shadow was Peng Dashou.

I saw him holding the iron whip in his hand. He tried all his strength for that blow just now, but was blocked by Yang Jian's fairy sword, and his hand was still numb.

"So it was you, I thought it was a monster, misunderstood, misunderstood." Peng Dashou settled down.

Hong Jin yelled: "Damn it, what kind of eyes do you have, you almost killed me."

Yang Jian cupped his hands: "So it's General Peng."

Peng Dashou was a little surprised when he saw Yang Jian: "It's Brother Yang from Sanyang Palace, why are you here?"

Yang Jian looked at the altar and said, "Master sensed that there is a monster here, so he ordered me to take a look."

Jiang Yi looked around and asked, "General Peng, have you seen my senior sister?"

Peng Dashou shook his head: "I haven't seen it before. After I was separated from you, I walked all the way and came here. I think this formation is set up strangely, and I think it must be the place of evildoers, so I saw you just now and mistaken you for evildoers .”

"Hu-hu-"

At this time, a strong wind blew, and the four of them stopped talking immediately.

Because they all felt that in the strong wind, there were grains of sand, dry and cold sand.

Yang Jian quickly made a formula, and the red fairy sword turned into a ball of extremely bright fire, illuminating the entire field.

Peng Dashou clenched his iron whip tightly, and Hong Jin held a long knife in both hands.

Jiang Yi also concentrated his mind, he took up the ebony stick, put it horizontally in front of his body, and squinted his eyes to see everything around him.

The strong wind blew over the altar, forming a tornado, and the surrounding sand slowly gathered, gradually turning into a figure on the animal head of the altar.

The evildoer has a bald head, fierce eyes, two extremely thick dark circles under his eyes, his upper body is exposed, his lower body is submerged in a cloud of sand and dust, and the yellow sand follows him everywhere.

Immediately, there was a chilling laughter from heaven and earth.

"Everyone be careful, this evildoer is King Sha. He is the godson of Shiji, the Ten Thousand Demon Sect. He is a powerful demon. He has committed crimes and crimes over the years. I don't know how many blood debts he has committed."

Yang Jian squeezed his fists, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on his cheeks.

Jiang Yi secretly said: If there is a lot of sand, it is called the Sand King, why don't you call it the Sand Sculpture King.But according to Xie Tongtian, Shi Ji is his senior sister, and this evildoer is the godson of his senior sister, isn't he a generation lower than himself.

Of course, he can only think so in his heart, after all, it is not easy for him to tell other people about his practice of magic.

However, the Sand King glanced at the four people on the opposite side, and locked on to Jiang Yi, who had the lowest level of cultivation.

Grabbing with a dry hand, it actually extended more than ten feet long, directly grabbing Jiang Yi's throat.

Jiang Yi was shocked: King Sand Sculpture, you are picking soft persimmons.

He took up the ebony stick and was about to block the withered hand.

With a clasp of Yang Jian's fingers, the black and white fairy swords in the sword box were unsheathed at the same time, and chopped off at the hand of the Sand King.

The moment the hand was cut off by the fairy sword, only the sound of "swipe" was heard, and the severed hand turned into fine grains of sand, which fell neatly and fell to the ground into a sand pile.

"Anyone who enters my shadow will die..."

Sand King suddenly jumped up from the altar and rushed over.

"Good come!"

With a hook of Yang Jian's hand, the three fairy swords gathered together, and stabbed at King Sha with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh".

But the Sand King didn't hide, but let out a roar, and his whole body turned into a thick ball of rolling yellow sand.

The celestial sword pierced into the yellow sand, and was immediately wrapped in the sand and disappeared.

Seeing that the magic weapon was trapped, Yang Jian's face was covered with cold sweat.

At this time, Peng Dashou and Hong Jin shot at the same time, attacking the ball of yellow sand from left to right.

But at the same time, the moment the long knife and iron whip hit the yellow sand, they sank deeply.

If they hadn't forcefully injected true energy into the magic weapon, the long knife and iron whip would have been sucked by the billowing yellow sand long ago.

Although Jiang Yi was driving the ebony stick, he hadn't joined the battle yet.

If Yang Jian and the others can solve Sand King, there is no need for them to do so.If they can't deal with Sand King, it's not too late for their own orioles to follow.

At this time, Yang Jian pinched the formula with his fingers, concentrated his attention and lowered his voice: "Three talents return to the original!"

In the yellow sand, a red light suddenly lit up, and the red fairy sword spread out like ripples in the water.

Then another white light came on, the billowing yellow sand could no longer hold back, and a gap was torn open by the sword energy of the white fairy sword.

Finally, a black sword energy flashed, and there was a "boom -" sound, which was so powerful that it directly scattered the entire sand group.

All of a sudden, the sky was filled with sand and dust, blurring the vision, and almost everyone could not open their eyes.

Peng Dashou and Hong Jin were also sent flying by the black sword energy just now.

Jiang Yi secretly said: The Sanyang Palace is the head of the one hundred thousand mountains, and Yang Jian, as the disciple in charge, is indeed not low in cultivation.

It's just that the Sand King, as the evildoer of the Wan Yao Sect, is not weak in cultivation, and it is hard to predict who will win and who will lose.

Yang Jian's eyes were deep, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Immediately afterwards, the yellow sand gathered towards the altar again, and re-condensed into the sand king.

Sand King touched his nose with his fingers, and said coldly, "Who are you that can break my sand formation?"

(End of this chapter)