There is no harm without comparison. If she doesn't keep up, she and Mario might really fall behind. Think about Lola and Scarlett. One has a family as a backer and the other has a good mentor. What does she have?

Grey and Naipil had just confirmed the direction of Wang Chong chasing out. They were about to set off, but suddenly, the sky in that direction suddenly became dark, and a yellow sand like a thick fog rolled towards this side, a sandstorm!

There is nothing more terrifying in the desert than this. Even the Ant Legion or the masters of human beings are still small in front of nature.

The strong wind blew over the sandstorm one step ahead. The violent wind whistled across the air, and the tall sand dunes moved wailingly under the violent wind.

In the distance, the people of the Kachiltan tribe had begun to retreat and hide. No one knew the power of sandstorms better than them. This was not something that could be fought for by courage, only evasion.

Grey's handsome face showed a struggle, but the yellow sand rolling like a sea of ​​fog had swept through the strong wind, instantly submerging everyone's vision.

In the face of the great power of nature, human beings can only retreat.

"Get back first and wait for the sandstorm to pass!"

Grey could only turn around and shout to everyone to retreat into Kacciltham. Even if he insisted on finding Wang Chong, in this environment where he could only see the yellow sand, he would only get lost because he had a bad sense of direction.

Soon, everyone retreated back to the oasis, and bullet-like sand bombarded the walls, making a banging sound.

But Gray's face changed. Although he didn't know what the sandstorm looked like, the power of this sandstorm was not right. The most important thing was that it contained aura of soul power.

If human warriors want to borrow the power of heaven and earth, they must enter the Heavenly Soul Stage... Has Moyus entered the Heavenly Soul Stage?

Everyone present had a big change in their faces, and Gong Yi was even more regretful. If he had known that there would have been a master in the Heavenly Soul Stage intervention, he would have admitted defeat. It would have been over, and Wang Chong was harmed. No matter what, no one could defeat the Heavenly Soul Warrior.

"Wang Chong, there will be no problem!" Sharmi suddenly shouted loudly, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was the one who was most worried. In fact, even Grey looked a little unstable.

They underestimated their opponents. Although there are many masters in the Holy Land, this does not mean that there is really a blank space on the earth. On the contrary, some masters who are unwilling to be bound are hidden on the earth. The Federation may be better, but in the three empires, there are no more such masters. The Holy Land can be arrogant in the world, and they are obviously not worthy.

And now, Wang Chong is facing this terrifying monster alone!

There were sandstorms on all sides, and the strong wind swept the dunes, and the yellow sand that covered the sky was spinning in the air, and the sand turned into a thick smoke-like sand fog, blowing in all directions.

Wang Chong stood on the edge of the sandstorm, which was very magical. He was raging by sandstorms around him, but like the eyes of a tornado, there was peace in this area. He sensed the situation of the Sarah Manda Fire Elf King with Sister Hong. They were trapped by the sandstorm. Under the protection of Sarah Manda, they were safe for the time being.

Wang Chong took a deep breath, turned around, and looked at the radius of the radius. At this time, there were endless sand soldiers in the entire sand. Moyus disappeared. Not only people, but also his breath and his soul reaction also disappeared without a trace.

Rumble!

Hundreds of sand soldiers rushed towards Wang Chong at the same time. These sand soldiers cooperated with each other. This is a well-trained elite battle formation!

Wang Chong's hands kept releasing the golden roulette. The cross wheel formed by the soul power kept sweeping the rushing sand soldiers. Rows of sand soldiers fell down, but more sand soldiers stood up, accompanied by Moyus' crazy laughter. He was not in a hurry. It would be interesting to torture such prey to death, and it also prevented the other party from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

A strong man from any holy land may have one or two killer moves. For the experienced Moyus, patience is a must. It took him a month to kill that Tianhun, and he was more patient than anyone else!

Whoosh swish swish swish...

The sand spears in the sky were like raindrops shot towards Wang Chong when the soul power insisted, and it felt like thousands of spears pierced through the heart.

The horror of the square and round method is that the soul power consumption is reduced to a minimum, and the mind consumption is also the lowest when manipulating. Normal people cannot control such a large range and so many sand soldiers, which is equivalent to a clone. For example, Napier can only control one clone.

This is the gap in talent. Of course, Moyus must rely on the desert. This is his home court. Once he changes to other places, his magic statue will be greatly reduced, so he will not go there, and he even needs to stay away from the oasis to prevent his opponent from having any strange escape methods. But here, I am the only one in the world!

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Wang Chong's fist was as fast as the speed of lightning, with lightning attacks without any escaping resistance. The violent attack, accompanied by a roar, the power of the subwoofer shattered all the attacks.

Immediately afterwards, the whole person rushed into the sand soldiers, his soul power was like a shield, and he suddenly blocked a piercing. Then, his body crashed into the formation of the sand soldiers like lightning. His palms were like knives, his legs were like whips, and his elbows were all the simplest and most direct killing moves. With just one blow, these seemingly terrifying sand soldiers, like wax people who encountered a fire, suddenly turned into a pile of sand.

In just a moment, these sand soldiers were swept away. They seemed powerful, but they were just puppets. Wang Chong was quite confident in his soul and physical strength. When he reached a certain level, he could not win by relying on his number.

But Moyus was not among the sand soldiers.

For square and round Dharma images, it is just a name. Wang Chong saw this record in the library of the holy land. Such people naturally also have them in the holy land, and they will basically reach the level of devouring. This is also the reason why Wang is important and low-key. Under normal circumstances, any Dharma images will have weaknesses. Although Wang Chong does not know where his weaknesses are, he should be careful. At the same time, he has too little information about his opponent.

But I didn't expect that I could encounter such an enemy in Tutankhamun, and his radius was still the "Golden Desert" that resonated with the desert environment.

This is also the low-key thing for Moyus. No one knows his true power, or in other words, those who know have died in his golden desert. This is another reason why Moyus led the king here. After all, there are many people in Kacciltham. Before becoming the Heavenly Soul Stage, he didn't want people to know this secret!

As long as he enters the Heavenly Soul Stage, he will no longer have opponents. No matter how strong the opponent is, he is even a favored person of the gods. But as long as he stands in the desert, he can't beat him, he can easily escape thousands of miles away. The desert is his invincible place. There are deserts on the earth and the dimensional world. This is where Moyus' ambition depends!

"Just struggle to death, you can only prostrate yourself in the face of God's power!"

Rumbled, Moyus's voice sounded from all directions of the Golden Desert. Not only the air was spreading his voice, the sand was vibrating, but even the underground was rumbling with heavy echoes, as if hell was ringing.

Endless sand soldiers kept surging, like a high-pressure faucet that could not be turned off. Wang Chong was once again surrounded by layers of sand soldiers.

However, among the endless sand soldiers, a sand soldiers who looked exactly the same were looking coldly at Wang Chong on the battlefield. Wang Chong was about to take action when he suddenly found that his body could not move.

Something caught my feet. At the same time, the sand covered Wang Chong's body as quickly as it was alive, and countless quicksands began to wrap up.

Moyus' cold laughter sounded, this is childish, the sand soldiers are just introductions, and the power to control the sand has reached its peak. His favorite is to make living mummies!

Shazi tried desperately to drill Wang Chong's seven orifices. Although his soul power could be blocked, he could not stop countless sand from pressing up, and it was as heavy as ten thousand pounds.

He has countless ways to kill his opponents here. I really don’t know where these idiots in the holy land have the courage. He can even drag the existence of the Heavenly Soul Stage to death. A mere Hero Soul Stage dares to challenge him, kill this guy, and go back and kill all the oasis.

Moyus appeared in the desert, and Wang Chong had been sunk under the sand and made a mummy to bury alive.

Moyus spitted, "At this level, it is worthy of the power of talking about it. I have seen all the people you have seen, and I have mastered all the people you have never seen."

"Huh?" Moyus suddenly found that the stupid statue of Dharma was still there, protecting the unconscious Red Sister.

What's the situation?

Moyus frowned. Just as he was planning to solve this magical creature, a gravel that he could not control appeared in his radius, in his golden desert, his kingdom, and his divine realm.

Very ordinary, very inconspicuous gravel.

However, it made Moyus' eyes look shocked. How could sand that he could not control appear in the desert of his golden kingdom? Every sand here is actually part of his magic statue, a special state of control between virtual and real.

“My world is called Lord.”

Wang Chong's voice was very light, but it was so clear that it rang throughout the entire radius.

Elephant is born from the heart, and words come from the law! The rule of the master unfolds, and the grid of the chessboard of heaven and earth extends in all directions. This gentle sound becomes the thunder coming from the horizon, becoming louder and louder!

Dominate...dominate...dominate...dominate...

The golden desert changed color, as if the sky had been pressed down, the sky and the earth were as close as a stone's throw away the cracks in the sky.

Black and white colors are covering the desert itself, and while occupying this space, new rules are spreading in erosion.

A sand dune was replaced and Wang Chong appeared again. Not far away, Sharamanda had already kneeled on one knee. This was the power and prestige of the origin.

This is the power that truly belongs to God.

Moyus was trembling all over. The previous second, he was still a high god, standing in the center of his kingdom of gods, manipulating everything, and the next second, starting from a small piece of sand, he fell.

Because at this moment, he could clearly feel how his radius world was covered, eroded, swallowed, and then peeled off what was eaten! His desert rules were crushed by the opponent's unfolded world rules, just like an egg hitting a stone.

The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive. When the method of square and round meets the method of square and round, it is definitely the most cruel competition in the predatory world.

First of all, there is a confrontation of grades. If high-quality products are against low-quality products, they will directly crush them, and there is no chance of competition. If the quality can be confronted, it is a confrontation at other levels.

It was obvious that Moyus was crushed, as humble as sand.

"This is impossible! How could you have such a world, your Dharma image?"

Moyus pointed at Wang Chong. For the first time, he felt panic!

Because, his pride, his confidence, his ambition, and the reason why he is the Scorpion King, the root of everything lies in the world of Dharma images in his square and round land.

However, now, his biggest roots are crushed to pieces in front of others!

"No, you are..."

Suddenly, Moyus' eyes widened, and his anger was covered by shock. In the confrontation of the world, he was defeated, completely defeated, so he could "see" the essence of the world that Wang Chong unfolded!

The essence of a square and circumference is to shape a small world through special Dharma images and through compatibility with different environments!

However, Wang Chong is not a shaping.

He is the master!

If Moyus feels that he is God's word in his golden kingdom, then Wang Chong is God in the unfolding world of dominance.

There is no need for any support at all. Where the king is located is the king's land!

"It seems that you really know nothing about power." Wang Chong said, his voice was still very light, but when it reached Moyus' ear, it was a loud bang, as if a subwoofer hit him on his head.

"No! There is no such Dharma image in this world. There should be no such Dharma image. How can the Heavenly Way tolerate you?"

Wang Chong smiled, "Maybe Tiandao is dozing off."

Wang Chong did not take action, nor did he need to take action. His magic statue was depriving the other party of magic statue. This was the most original confrontation. This experience and taste were very wonderful, and perhaps it was the greatest nourishment to his magic statue.

Moyus rushed towards Wang Chong frantically, and all the soul power in his body condensed into a ball and wanted to fight to the death, but his territory had become smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Moyus, who was halfway through, was shocked and he was still motionless. The last rule of the Golden Desert was just now stripped off by the master. The power always had a price. The stronger the strength, the greater the backlash when it failed.

boom!

Thunderous winds rushed towards Moyus from all directions, and countless sand rushed into Moyus' body like crazy. Accompanied by Moyus' instant scream, it completely turned into a part of the desert.

Born in the desert, buried in the desert, and his ambitions.

Wang Chong looked at it, then breathed a long sigh, as if it seemed relaxed, only the person involved knew the feeling of confrontation here. This was a valuable experience.
Chapter completed!