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Chapter 612: Sandstorm


The most sacred and important place of the Desert Temple is the secret hall of the Temple.

The so-called secret hall is the place where the great witch festival communicates with the gods, and it is the holy place where the great witch festival of the temple prays for divine power and shows miracles.

Historically, the Desert Temple once brought disaster on a khanate that was arrogant and disrespectful to the gods, turning the thousands of miles of grassland owned by that khanate into the Gobi Desert, and the kingdom of that khanate collapsed in just a few months.

Every time the secret temple is opened, it is an extremely sacred thing, and extremely complex rituals must be performed.

But here in Sha Xinyue, all the procedures are simplified.

She simply prayed to the gods with hundreds of witch sacrifices, then pushed open the door of the secret temple and walked in alone.

The hundred-meter-high giant metal gate slowly closed behind him, and Sha Xinyue, who was wearing a gorgeous divine robe and a high-topped divine crown, casually tore off the divine crown representing the sacred identity of the Great Witch Sacrifice and threw it on the ground like garbage.

"Such an ugly hat, the style hasn't changed at all for so many years, these old antiques of the temple should have died a long time ago" Snorting softly, Sha Xinyue flicked her sleeves and strode towards the depths of the secret hall.

There are perennial candles in the secret hall, and the red fire light illuminates the deep secret hall, and the beautifully furnished secret hall seems to be twisting and churning in the constantly beating firelight, just like the stomach of a huge creature.

Walking briskly for hundreds of meters in the secret hall, there was a huge hall with a length and width of 100 meters in front of him.

In the center of the square hall is a circular pool of fire, from which billowing flames rise into the sky, and a statue of a god cast of red hedron is suspended in the flames.

The temple's appearance was hideous and fierce.

A pair of red eyes were staring solemnly at Sha Xinyue who walked into the hall.

Sha Xinyue, who didn't care, smiled at the idol and waved her hand to him enthusiastically.

"I actually like a god like you who is almost completely gone.

I have a breath to linger, but even the chance of reconcentrating my soul is extremely slim, so I can only passively absorb the power of faith here and accumulate strength.

If I were a true believer, then you might still have a chance, but unfortunately I am not."

"So, you can be my giant wand with peace of mind, use a sleeping god as a wand, my Sha Xinyue is indeed a genius among geniuses" After laughing a few times arrogantly, Sha Xinyue raised her hands and recited the ancient spell of Xuan Ao in a low voice.

With the sound of Sha Xinyue's incantation, a large amount of fire erupted from the fire pool.

A huge map was quickly sketched in front of her.

On this map, there are dozens of points of light that are flickering rapidly, and a little red light is shining from the center of Sha Xinyue's eyebrows, and one of the points of light located in the westernmost part is rapidly expanding.

A picture of the event appears on the map.

In the center of the picture is Husu holding a serpentine sword and preparing to go into battle in person, while at the edge of the picture are more than 2,000 cavalrymen in fine leather armor.

In front of Husu, Lin Qi was attacking the panting Wei Han with punch after punch.

The power of the fire shield spewing out of Wei Han's body became smaller and smaller, the light became dimmer and dimmer, and Lin Qi's fist became heavier and heavier.

The white fist slammed into the fire shield.

Constantly splashing a large fire.

Several fire shields didn't even have time to return to Wei Han's body before they were smashed to pieces by Lin Qi's heavy punch.

Obviously, the divine power in Wei Han's body was almost consumed, and these divine powers were transmitted to him by Hu Su in the form of divine power blessings.

It's not the power that Weihan himself has.

There was a thud as Husu walked forward on the backs of those cart pullers.

Lin Qi punched through a fire shield and finally hit Wei Han's body for the first time.

The punch slammed into Wehan's left shoulder.

With a loud click, Wei Han's shoulder and large ribs were shattered by Lin Qi's punch, and Lin Qi's fist pierced Wei Han's shoulder like a sharp knife through tofu and drilled out from behind him.

Sha Xinyue's eyes widened happily, and she laughed very happily: "Sure enough, it is the descendants of those unreasonable barbarians, this White Tiger Fighting Spirit is really domineering and barbaric, but this kid's cultivation is too low, and there is no way to exert the true power of the White Tiger Fighting Qi."

Sha Xinyue, whose eyebrows were fluttering, clenched her fists and muttered in a low voice: "Kill that guy who is as ugly as a wild boar and hit him in the head."

In Sha Xinyue's cheering, Lin Qi grabbed Wei Han's wrist with his backhand, and his fingers twisted Wei Han's wrist bone with force, gently and skillfully snatched Wei Han's giant scimitar, and then slashed at Wei Han's neck.

Sha Xinyue was so excited that she danced and shouted: "By the way, hacking this guy to death is really visionless, even if you want to find a collaborator, you have to find a handsome and eye-catching one, make such a black as coal, ugly as a wild boar, don't you affect your appetite by putting it around?"

As she spoke, Sha Xinyue suddenly slapped herself in the face, and her face became extremely ugly.

"Sha Xinyue, you idiot, this kid killed Wei Han, what about the plan of the Yellow Sand Khanate, where is it so fast to cultivate a puppet?"

Angry, Sha Xinyue quickly chanted the incantation, her hands waving rapidly in the air.

With the sound of her incantation, the statue suspended in mid-air erupted with dazzling fire, and the billowing flames quickly filled the entire hall.

An ancient and powerful will descended on this small secret hall, but this ancient will seemed to be a little delirious, muddy and muddy, like a mentally handicapped child who was slapped on the back of the head by a brick when he was a child, and had no autonomy at all.

Sha Xinyue's eyes erupted with dazzling firelight, and she muttered in a low voice: "With Husu as the coordinates, offset by thirty meters, sandstorm" In the shaking picture, Hu Su had already rushed in front of Lin Qi, and the serpentine long sword in her hand turned into a flash of fire and rose into the air, turning into a real flame-entangled snake and strangled Lin Qi head-on.

Lin Qi's scimitar was less than three inches away from Wei Han's neck, but the big snake gave Lin Qi a strong sense of threat, and he instinctively swung the scimitar and slashed at the big snake.

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When there was a loud bang, Hu Su grabbed the seriously injured Wei Han and dragged him backwards in embarrassment.

Lin Qi was also hit by the big snake's charged blow, and his body really stumbled for a while.

This big snake seems to be inconspicuous, but the power it contains is extremely strong, and with Lin Qi's brute strength, it was shocked back several steps before barely standing firm.

Judging from the breath of this big snake, this is at most a low-level holy weapon.

But it can have such a powerful power, it is estimated that those powerful people of the Desert Temple used some secret techniques on it, and it is even likely that some of the great powers have divided part of their own power and poured it into the body of the great snake.

Lin Qi snorted coldly, and was about to chase after Wei Han and Hu Su in a hurry.

He was full of evil feelings about these two people, and he would not tolerate them living in the world.

Not only because of Lin Qi's bad feelings towards them, but also because Lin Qi wanted to borrow the power of the Yellow Sand Khanate to deal with the Yun family's pursuers.

Since Wei Han has a feud with him, he must kill people in order to get enough help in the Yellow Sha Khanate.

Otherwise, it would be a good thing that the Yellow Sha Khanate would not have troops to hunt him down, where would he really send troops to help him But as soon as Lin Qi took a step, a whirlwind whistled in the flat ground, and out of nowhere, tens of millions of tons of yellow sand rolled and engulfed a radius of several hundred meters.

The terrifying whirlwind was filled with a majestic, ancient, and irrefutable strong will, and as soon as Lin Qi's spiritual power was released outward, he was forcibly forced back into his body by this terrible will.

Countless yellow sand densely wrapped Lin Qi's body, and the whirlwind made a sharp sound of breaking the air, dragging Lin Qi and flying high into the air.

Lin Qi was shocked, he hissed and roared: "Xiong Wanjin, how many magic sealing balls do you still have, all of them are smashed out" From this inexplicable whirlwind and the terrifying will contained in the sand, Lin Qi knew that the upper echelons of the Desert Temple had made a move.

It must have been the big man of the Desert Temple who sent this blow with the help of the divine power of the Desert God, although he didn't know what they wanted to do, but Lin Qi definitely couldn't let them succeed.

This was a sandstorm that suddenly broke out when Lin Qi wanted to chase and kill Husu and Weihan, and it is conceivable that the person who shot should be Husu and Weihan's backers, and the shot was to rescue them.

Lin Qi wasn't sure what the man wanted to do, but he had to destroy the terrible sandstorm.

Xiong Wanjin hissed and howled: "Brother Tai, my eldest sister secretly gave me one hundred and eight magic sealing balls, and now there are one hundred and five but I can't take them out, I can't move...

Woo, don't feed sand in my mouth" With Xiong Wanjin's miserable howl, Xiong Wanjin, Alda, and Bilibili were all swept up by the sandstorm and flew high into the air with Lin Qi.

Only the donkey was calm and calm, not even a single piece of sand.

The donkey looked at the raging sandstorm in surprise, flicked his little tail and said to himself: "Why no one has dealt with me, I am such a donkey without any harm."

In the secret hall of the Desert Temple, Sha Xinyue was also looking up and down at the donkey through the map condensed by divine power.

"It seems to be the legendary donkey, but it seems that the color of the skin is a little wrong, and the skin of this donkey seems to have just grown" "Only, no matter what, the donkey can't let him come close.

This donkey is a complete scumbag, I'd rather deal with a demon than have anything to do with him This damn bastard, when he spied on the barbarian women taking a bath, he actually dared to frame my father, and my father was broken ten ribs by those damn barbarians" "Whether it's the donkey or not, in short, the donkey doesn't have a good thing, and he must not be allowed to come here" "Fend for yourself on the prairie, poor one..."

Before Sha Xinyue finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened in horror.

In the picture of the condensation of divine power, the donkey suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

In the next moment, on the shoulders of Lin Qi, who was rolled up in the yellow sand, a donkey about the size of a dog was ridden upright.

The donkey's eyes showed an evil light, and he was smiling gloomily at the sky, just looking at Sha Xinyue through the picture condensed by divine power.

Sha Xinyue was so frightened that she danced and screamed: "Oh my God, it's really that damn donkey, no, stop it for me" But before Sha Xinyue could recite the incantation, a flame erupted in the flat ground, and Lin Qi and the others had already appeared in the secret hall with a body full of sand.

Sha Xinyue immediately stiffened in place, stiffened there like a stone carving beauty...

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