In an instant, the air domain field completely collapsed.

The young blonde man held his broken arm and retreated in horror, screaming and roaring: "Who, who is sneak attacking me, get out..."

laugh!

In the void, there was another flash of silver threads.

His other arm fell instantly.

"Ah..." The blonde young man staggered back with a pale face.

His companions rushed over after being shocked.

"Who's sneak attack?"

"John, John, you hold on..."

The white people held the blonde young man back to back, forming a circle, each releasing his breath, looking around with a warning expression on his face with a shock and anger.

"Who is it? What's the point of hiding in the dark and attacking? Get out."

The blonde young man was almost fainting, but he was still fierce, enduring the pain and shouted.

The words have not ended.

In the void, silver threads flashed.

One of his legs fell directly.

"Ah..." He screamed shrillly, blood sprayed like a fountain, and then he completely fainted.

The other white people were also scared to death.

What kind of method is this?

The female officer slowly retreated and did not understand what was going on.

The silver thread was like a scythe of death. With just a flash, it cut off the blonde young man's hands and feet like a melon. It was simply terrible. She had experienced the strength of the blonde young man, which was definitely innate, but in front of the silver thread, she was like a weak lamb.

The only thing to be happy about is that the silver thread is only targeting white people, and it seems to be a friend but not an enemy?

The voice of a companion called from his headphones.

Military reinforcements are coming soon.

"Who is it? Come out."

Another white member of the tiger roared in shock.

The words have not ended.

On the ground, a rock thorn suddenly raised, instantly piercing his body, piercing it up, hanging more than ten meters in the air, as if it was hung on a stake, blood flowed down the rock thorn, and after struggling for a few times, the man fainted.

"What?"

"escape."

"Escape quickly."

The other members of the tiger collapsed suddenly.

What kind of method is this? It's like a devil, so terrible.

but--

Puff puff puff!

Rock thorns accurately raised from the ground, piercing and hanging the members of the tigers, like candied haws, into reality.

"ah……"

"Who is it? Give up your life."

"Save me..."

The tiger members struggled and begged, like shrimps stabbed on the barbecue stick, constantly struggling, but they could not get rid of it, and blood flowed down the rock thorns.

At the same time, a row of rocks slowly raised on the ground in front of the rocks and rocks.

"Foreign countries enter Mogao Grottoes, die."

This row of rocks is on the ground, forming a line of Chinese characters.

It looks a bit abrupt, but it seems very convincing when combined with the dozens of tiger members piercing on the rock thorns behind it.

Such a scene was completely shocked by the military practitioners who would come to support him, as well as female officers and others.

What kind of method is this? It's simply terrifying.

In this world, with the revival of spiritual energy, various cultivators continue to appear. Cultivators who claim to have mastered the power of earth, especially Western cultivators, can also use spells such as rock spikes, but their power is limited in the end. How can they destroy all the tigers in an instant?

"Ahhhh, who is it?"

"Who is it?"

Several tiger members who were not dead were roaring.

The female officer and comrades want to know this question too.

A voice came from the Mogao Grottoes Scenic Area.

"In one stick of incense, all monks outside China will get out of Dunhuang for me, otherwise... will kill me."

The sound is like thunder, stimulating the world.

Everyone heard this sound in the entire Dunhuang City hundreds of miles.

In the sky, clouds storm and wind and thunder roar.

This language contains the power of a god, which makes all practitioners from all countries in Dunhuang change color instantly, and their voices resonate between heaven and earth. A majesty that makes everyone tremble and fear suddenly permeate Dunhuang City.

The female officer and her comrades stood there blankly.

"This sound seems to be... the young man in white Li Ning sportswear who just entered the secret realm, was it him? Ah, it looks a little familiar, and it seems that he had seen it somewhere."

There was a light in her mind.

"Is it ours?" Another comrade-in-arms looked puzzled.

The others also looked at each other.

"I heard this tone, it seems like I am from our Chinese."

"We actually have such a cruel person here?"

"Don't forget that there was a martial god in our country."

"Martial God Li Mu."

As the soldiers spoke, their faces looked gleeful.

When the female officer heard this, she felt like a flash of lightning flashed in her mind, and suddenly reacted, saying, "It's him, it's him... That's right, it's Your Excellency God of War."

...

...

"In one stick of incense, all monks outside China will get out of Dunhuang for me, otherwise... will kill me."

Hearing such words, Tang Tian and other disciples of the Huaxia Martial Arts League suddenly felt excited and could not bear to themselves.

Especially in this sentence, with a vast mysterious power, every time a word is spoken, there is an irreversible majesty between the heaven and earth, and the wind and clouds are surging, and thunder and lightning are storming. The entire Dunhuang City is shrouded in a vast willpower field. The wind, thunder, clouds and lightning in the sky are all manifestations of this will.

Say it in accordance with the law.

Saying the truth is as follows.

This is simply the power of the gods.

After saying this, Li Mu did not stop outside the Mogao Grottoes Scenic Area, but instead took Tang Tian and others to directly enter the flying sand in front of him.

Tang Tian and others only felt that their eyes were yellow and they could not see anything, and they didn't know where they were.

The yellow sand is flying around, covering the world.

The sand grains were like yellow sea water hanging in the air, constantly swimming, transforming into various terrible ghosts, skeletons, and flying towards them. With the sound of ghost howlings coming from the gale of the wind, it seemed as if it had arrived at the Yellow Spring Hell.

"Scatter."

Li Mu's voice came from beside him.

Suddenly the yellow sand dissipated and the wind stopped.

Everyone had already arrived in front of Mogao Grottoes. A large area of ​​stone cliffs stretched for thousands of meters. The cliffs were covered with caves of all sizes. Artificial wooden ladders were winding and twists and turns to connect all the entrances of all sizes. Some cave doors were open, others were destroyed, and some cave doors were still closed.

Due to cultural relics protection, some of the more than 700 caves in Mogao Grottoes were no longer suitable for tourists to visit, so they were closed for many years. Tourists who bought tickets could only see more than ten caves at a time.

Those with wooden doors are basically caves that are not suitable for tourists to visit.

But the practitioners who came to hunt for treasures obviously would not worry about so many things.

There must be practitioners entering the caves behind the destroyed wooden doors.

"Do you know which cave did Minister Song and Lu Xun go to explore?" Li Mu asked.
To be continued...