Chapter 321: The Famous Sand Bandit
After a few breaths, Yue Rong took out a yellow formation flag and shook it violently in a certain direction.
The thick earth two-phase formation suddenly dispersed, revealing the situation outside.
Manager Liao and the pair of red-robed brothers were each urging their flying magic tools to shoot from the direction of the small stone mountain. There were traces of blood on the three people, and they seemed to be seriously injured. In particular, Manager Liao looked a little unstable, but Cui Wuran was nowhere to be seen.
Behind the three people, a high-raised smoke and dust chased them closely, and there was a dazzling golden light in it.
The three people and the smoke and dust happened to pass near the thick earth two-phase formation.
"Go!"
Yue Rong shouted in a delicate voice, and sacrificed a silver nail-shaped magic tool to hit the inside of the smoke and dust.
Others, including Zuo Qinghui and Hua Zhi, also took action, and various magic tools hit hard, instantly tearing the floating smoke and dust, revealing a hideous centipede that was seven or eight feet long and as thick as a bucket.
This thing seemed to be cast from gold, with each section of its body shining brightly, and its centipedes sharp and ferocious, clanging and sparks flying as it passed over the ground.
Clang clang clang!
All the magic weapons of the crowd hit the red gold centipede, and the sparks flew everywhere, but it did not cause much damage to the red gold centipede at all, leaving only a few marks at most.
The red gold centipede was hit hard, and abandoned Manager Liao and the others, and instead pounced on the crowd, spewing out a dark green poisonous mist from its mouth.
The magic weapons flying towards them were touched by the mist, and they all fell to the ground, and the surface was covered with a layer of dark green. They lost their spirituality and fell down, shocking everyone.
"Don't let this poisonous mist get on you." Yue Rong said in a deep voice, urging the yellow flag in her hand.
There was a "boom" on the ground nearby, and the yellow sand-like light appeared again, forming a thick yellow light curtain.
The dark green poisonous fog fell on the light curtain, making a "sizzling" sound, as if a huge green wave hit the reef, and the fog rolled and spread out.
But before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the figure of Manager Liao appeared above the Thick Earth Two-Phase Array, changing his previous staggering posture.
He waved his hand and hit several yellow array flags, which floated up around the Thick Earth Two-Phase Array in a flash, forming a strange array.
As several magic formulas flashed and fell on these array flags, these array flags shook, and various colors of light flashed. Light threads shot out from the array flags at the same time, connecting into a strange array, covering the Thick Earth Two-Phase Array under it.
Several colorful spiritual lights fell from the strange array to various places in the Thick Earth Two-Phase Array below, and the yellow light curtain immediately trembled violently and began to collapse.
"Liao Zhong! What are you doing?" Yue Rong was shocked and angry, and shook her sleeves, and seven or eight array flags quickly shot to various places in the array.
"Fellow Daoist Yue, watch your step, retreat quickly!" Zuo Qinghui suddenly shouted coldly, and a blood-red cylinder appeared in his palm, shooting a blood-red bullet the size of an egg at the ground behind him.
However, the ground there bulged slightly, and seven or eight black needles shot out first, hitting Yue Rong's legs.
Yue Rong groaned, and fell to the ground with a "thump". The seven or eight formation flags scattered and fell to the ground.
The blood-red bullet sank into the ground in a flash, and a scream came from the ground almost at the same time.
At this moment, the thick earth two-phase formation completely collapsed, and the red gold centipede once again spewed out a dark green poisonous mist that covered the sky and submerged the five people.
Yue Rong's angry voice came from the poisonous mist, and three yellow light beams flew out in a triangular shape.
A huge yellow light gushed out from the ground, setting off a strong storm, and in an instant, all the poisonous mist was swept away.
The five people in the formation showed their traces, their breath was weak, and patches of poison appeared on their cheeks, arms and other places. Obviously, they were poisoned by the red gold centipede.
Yue Rong was in the worst condition, with seven or eight black pinholes on her legs, and the black poison spread rapidly.
But this woman was really tough, and she still stood with her teeth gritted.
And around them, seven or eight cultivators appeared at some point, all of them were in the foundation-building stage, wearing yellow clothes, surrounding the people in the formation in the middle, looking at them with teasing eyes.
Manager Liao, the Wang brothers, and Cui Wuran stood outside the encirclement, obviously in the same group as the yellow-robed people around them.
Cui Wuran's right arm was broken at the shoulder, and the wound was flat, obviously he cut it off himself. Looking at Zuo Qinghui, his eyes were full of resentment, and there was also a hint of fear.
He was hit in the right arm by a bloody bullet underground, and his arm rotted at an alarming speed. If he hadn't cut off his right arm in time, he would have turned into pus and blood now.
The red-haired young man surnamed Wen from the exchange meeting yesterday was also among them. He looked at the five people in the formation, as if he was looking for something, but finally withdrew his gaze in disappointment.
Yue Rong and the others were all depressed. At this moment, anyone could see that they had fallen into someone else's trap.
Zuo Qinghui was not as worried as the others. Huazhi had already reached out a slender vine from the ground to absorb the poison from his body.
The poison spots on his body quickly faded, but the poison spots on his palms, cheeks, etc. that were exposed were retained to confuse the other party.
Zuo Qinghui glanced at the yellow-robed people around him, and finally landed on the red-gold centipede on the side.
The red-gold centipede crawled on the side, not only did it not fight with those yellow-robed people, but it felt like joining hands to resist the enemy.
On a sand dune a hundred miles away, a yellow figure sat quietly, it was Yuan Ming.
He was wearing a yellow robe with a hood, and the yellow robe was covered with scaly patterns, and his breath was completely blocked.
This yellow robe was made by him from the skin of a yellow lizard in the Black Wind Desert. It has the effect of concealing breath. Although it is not as good as the gray cloak given to him by Xiying, the effect is also very good.
He originally planned to let Zuo Qinghui and Huazhi follow the people of the City Lord's Mansion to hunt the red gold centipede, and he followed behind, looking for an opportunity to snatch the body of the red gold centipede away. Unexpectedly, things took a turn and became the current situation.
"It seems that this mission is a scam from beginning to end. Fortunately, there is indeed a red gold centipede." Yuan Ming thought to himself.
He jumped up, sacrificed the white jade shuttle, and flew towards the direction of Xiaoshishan.
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"Liao Zhong, what exactly do you want to do?" Yue Rong looked at Manager Liao and said coldly.
Manager Liao looked at his nose and looked at his heart, and seemed not to hear Yue Rong's voice.
"I've heard that there is a manager named Yue in the main mansion of Xiansha City. He is naturally charming and flirtatious. Today, I see that it is true. Brothers, we are blessed today!" A tall man stood out from the crowd, his eyes shot out undisguised obscenity, and turned around Yuerong.
This man has a long face and a big mouth, and is very ugly. The most peculiar thing is that he has a yellow horn on his forehead, but his cultivation has reached the late stage of foundation building.
The other yellow-robed monks burst into laughter, staring at Yuerong, wishing to strip her clothes with their eyes.
Ishikawa was furious, but dared not speak.
"Who are you? Although our Xiansha City is only a small place, this mission is for the Five Thunder Sect. Don't make mistakes." Yuerong looked very calm, as if she didn't hear the dirty words from the opposite side.
"Five Thunder Sect? You Zhao monks are afraid of this name, but for us Qin people, it is worthless." The horned man said disdainfully.
Yue Rong frowned when she heard this. Even in the Qin Kingdom's immortal cultivation world, the Five Thunder Sect is also famous. Even the lawless evil cultivators and bandits would never dare to speak so rudely.
These people actually regarded the Five Thunder Sect as nothing, and I don't know where they came from.
"Fellow Daoists, if I'm not mistaken, these people should be disciples of the Qin Kingdom's Guiyuan Sect." Gu Sanniang's voice sounded in the ears of the other four people.
"Guiyuan Sect!" Yue Rong and Ishikawa were startled.
Zuo Qinghui's eyes also moved. Guiyuan Sect is the first sect in Qin Kingdom, and it is also the leader of Qin Kingdom's immortal cultivation forces in the Black Wind Desert. Whether in terms of strength or power, it is not inferior to the Five Thunder Sect of Zhao Kingdom.
"How did Fellow Daoist Gu see that?" Yue Rong also used her spiritual sense to communicate, covering only the five of them.
"Guiyuan Sect is good at combined attack. The sect has strict rules and strict hierarchy. The disciples are brave and good at fighting, and are famous for their discipline. I have fought with disciples of Guiyuan Sect. The positions of these people seem to be loose, but in fact, they contain some mystery, which is very similar to the combined attack formation of Guiyuan Sect." Gu Sanniang replied in a voice transmission.
Zuo Qinghui looked at the yellow-robed monks after hearing this. It seems that their positions are messy and disorderly, but in fact, they contain some mystery. The auras of several people are connected together, which really looks like some special combined attack magic.
In this way, these people are probably really disciples of Guiyuan Sect.
However, Zuo Qinghui didn't care about this. Whether these people are disciples of Guiyuan Sect or disciples of Wulei Sect, it's the same to him. His only goal is the red gold centipede.
"So you are disciples of Guiyuan Sect. No wonder you don't take Wulei Sect seriously. You are just disciples of Guiyuan Sect. When did you become a sand bandit? If this matter is publicized, I wonder what the senior seniors of Guiyuan Sect think?" Zuo Qinghui stepped forward with a calm expression.
Yuerong and the others suddenly changed color.
Zuo Qinghui directly pointed out the identities of these people. Wasn't he forcing them to kill and silence them?
"Zuo, you are looking for death yourself, don't drag us down!" Ishikawa angrily transmitted his voice.
"Don't panic, three of you. Just listen to Zuo's orders. I have my own means to help you escape. Zuo will remove the poison from your body first." Zuo Qinghui's voice rang in the ears of the three people.
Yuerong and the other two were startled, and then their feet hurt slightly, as if something pierced them.
The poison in the three people's bodies gathered towards the soles of their feet and was quickly absorbed.
Especially Yuerong, not only was the centipede poison absorbed by her, but the poison of the poison needles in her legs also quickly subsided, and her body recovered quickly, which was more effective than taking any detoxification elixir.
"Haha, I never thought that a disciple of Guiyuan Sect would become a thief. How ridiculous." Yue Rong was pleasantly surprised, and she chuckled with a mocking look on her face.
"Oh, you actually recognized our origins. I will not let you off even more. Go!" The one-horned man said with a gloomy face and waved his hand.
The yellow-robed monks nearby almost stepped forward at the same time and approached.
"I advise you not to get close. My companion is practicing evil poison skills. Once it is used, all living beings within a hundred feet will be destroyed. Don't you notice that the smell of the air is a little different from before?" Zuo Qinghui pointed to the tightly wrapped flower branches next to him and said with a smile.
"Not good, retreat!" The one-horned man was stunned when he heard the words. He smelled a faint fragrance in his nostrils, and his expression suddenly changed. He retreated quickly.
When the others saw this scene, whether they smelled the fragrance or not, they all flew back.