Zhuo Bufan walked on the desert without eating or drinking under the scorching sun.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, and he felt like his feet were going to die!

But until now, he had not seen the end of the desert, nor had he seen any human habit.

"I'm afraid this hell isn't just the desert, right?"

Zhuo Bufan looked at the vast desert in front of him, and his heart was half cold.

But the roof leak happened to rain overnight, and at this time, he suddenly saw a storm on the edge of the desert.

"Oh no, it's a sandstorm!"

I watched the monstrous sandstorm sweep in like a tsunami.

Zhuo Bufan had no choice but to grit his teeth.

"Damn, it looks like we can only use divine power. ”

In the face of sandstorms, mortal bodies must have no power to resist.

The only thing Zhuo Bufan can rely on now is his divine power.

Therefore, when Zhuo Bufan faced the violent sandstorm, his only choice was to use divine power.

Seeing this sandstorm overwhelming, Zhuo Bufan held his breath and contemplated, and his thoughts were clear.

On his body, one divine ring after another was condensed.

Zhuo Bufan's current divine ring is full of nine folds, and his divine power is still extremely powerful.

Facing the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, Zhuo Bufan raised his hand, and in front of his palm, a divine ring was condensed.

In the next second, from the divine ring, a devastating energy erupted.

Rumble!

The terrifying sandstorm was instantly opened into a huge hole.

"One percent!"

Zhuo Bufan said to himself, the move just now consumed one percent of his divine power.

He was using his powers very carefully.

So every move is carefully calculated.

He didn't have much divine power, because he was in hell, and the believers in the cultivation realm couldn't pass on the power of faith to Zhuo Bufan.

In this way, Zhuo Bu's extraordinary divine power could not be replenished.

And divine power is his reliance in hell.

So he had to be like an iron rooster, using his divine powers carefully.

In his opinion, one percent of the divine power was enough to deal with the sandstorm in front of him.

However, just before Zhuo Bufan had time to be happy.

Suddenly, the sandstorm in front of him changed.

The sandstorm that had been swept by the sky like a tsunami began to condense.

In the end, a sandstorm giant was formed.

The giant is unattainable, and he can't reach the top!

Perhaps angered by Zhuo Bufan's move just now, the sandstorm giant suddenly raised a fist as big as a hill and smashed it towards Zhuo Bufan.

Where is a fist, it's a shooting star.

"What the hell is this?"

Zhuo Bufan slammed it, and the sandstorm turned into a human form, which is simply unscientific!

Even the cultivation realm did not have such a strange existence.

However, it was indeed a giant made of countless sands.

Seeing the meteor-like fist falling from the sky, Zhuo Bufan immediately opened a divine ring and blasted out with a backhand.

This punch was struck, and a divine ring was quickly condensed in front of his fist, and then the power of his fist was amplified millions of times.

Thundered!

Zhuo Bufan's little fist slammed into the Sandstorm Giant's meteor fist.

At that moment, the earth shook, and the explosion was like thunder, causing a sensation.

Endless sand fell from the sky like a torrential downpour.

"One percent!"

With that punch just now, Zhuo Bufan carefully consumed one percent of his divine power.

However, the collision of the two fists only canceled out their respective energies.

Zhuo Bufan didn't kill the sandstorm giant.

On the contrary, the Sandstorm Giant saw Zhuo Bufan block his Sandstorm Meteor Fist.

He was suddenly furious, and then opened his huge mouth, and from his mouth, a surging sand waterfall like the Nine Heavens Milky Way erupted.

It was a waterfall formed by the desert, and it swept directly towards Zhuo Bufan.

"Damn, you can't waste time with him, you have to do it quickly. ”

Zhuo Bufan can no longer play with this sandstorm giant with one punch, his divine power is limited.

Zhuo Bufan must use the least amount of divine power to kill this sandstorm giant.

"It seems that it will take at least five percent of the divine power to destroy this freak in one go. ”

Zhuo Bufan didn't know what the hell this sandstorm giant was, and could only think of it as a freak.

Seeing the sand waterfall falling from the sky, Zhuo Bufan raised his fist again, and a powerful divine power began to condense towards his fist.

This punch was infused with five percent of divine power, and the entire arm emitted a golden glow.

"Come on!"

Zhuo Bufan let out a loud shout, and then punched out the head of the sandstorm giant in the sky.

The moment it blasted out, on top of his fist, a huge divine ring was condensed.

Bang!

That punch, like a cannonball, blasted out of the divine ring.

Immediately after, a huge golden light slammed into the sandstorm giant's skull.

Thundered!

This punch directly pierced the head of the sandstorm giant, and even hit the sky, shattering the entire sky.

Five percent of the divine power is really extraordinary.

Seeing the head of the sandstorm giant explode into ashes.

Zhuo Bufan showed a solemn smile on his face.

The reason why it was dignified was because it consumed five percent of his divine power.

Coupled with the previous two punches, combined, he had already consumed seven percent of his divine power.

But fortunately, it consumed seven percent of his divine power and finally killed the Sandstorm Giant.

Seeing the sandstorm giant turn into flying ash and fall from the sky, Zhuo Bufan saw that something seemed to fall from the sandstorm giant's abdomen, and finally fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhuo Bufan hurriedly ran over.

I saw only a small creature the size of a potato lying on the sand.

It doesn't seem to be dead.

It is also the size of a potato, with a hard armor-like carapace on its surface.

There are two cute big ears, and the ears are also like a wing.

On its forehead, there is also a mark. It should also be the Yama Slave Seal.

However, unlike the mark on Zhuo Bufan's forehead, the mark on the forehead of this small potato is three concentric circles, and there is a black dot in the center.

Then just above the concentric circles, there are two triangle angles.

Obviously, the slave seal of this potato is more advanced than Zhuo Bufan's, indicating that its status in hell is actually much higher than Zhuo Bufan's.

"Could it be that every time you ascend, you add a concentric circle?"

"This little thing has three concentric circles, there is a small dot in the middle, and then there are two triangles in the outer circle, and its status in hell should be five levels higher than mine. ”

According to his own calculations, Zhuo Bufan guessed the level of this little potato.

Obviously, this little potato is the body of the Sandstorm Giant.

It's such a strange creature that can create such a terrifying sandstorm.

It's just that this little potato never expected that it would encounter a heresy.

Zhuo Bufan was obviously the lowest slave, but he defeated himself.

"Take it with you as a standby. ”

Zhuo Bufan thought about it and decided to take this small potato with him.

said that it was to be used as a backup food, but Zhuo Bufan felt that this little potato, even in hell, was a very simple creature.