But before he could finish speaking, Dahan suddenly showed a treacherous smile.

My heart sank, the god of Khalba has dominated the body of the great man!

He looked down at the evil hand, but he showed an expression of interest, as if he was a little disgusted.

It's really taken to the extreme that eating steamed buns in white and being black in the face is black.

And as soon as he raised his evil hand, he stuck it on my neck: "It's a pity, the body can only be changed for ten years, and it's useless to keep you......"

This Khalba god already has his own power, but now that he has the evil hand of the big man, pinching me is like pinching an ant, and there is no way to resist at all.

The strong man really thinks highly of me, I am so busy with myself, how can I kill him?

My mind was spinning so fast, I couldn't sit still like this, I had to think of something......

At this time, I suddenly felt that the air in this place was flowing and warm, and the exit was near here.

As long as I can get out, I can think of a way.

But where the hell is the exit?

Gotta find it before he kills me - delay a minute.

So I laughed at him.

The big man looked at me, his face sank: "Death is imminent, what's so ridiculous?" Could it be that you don't want to live for a long time? ”

I waved my hand: "I think it's funny, I'm still a god, I don't even have a body...... It is rumored that you killed the dragon, I think it was a bull that you bragged about after possession, right? With just one mouth, you can kill dragons? ”

The big man's teeth immediately clenched: "What do you know......"

This thing cares a lot about his lack of body, so he will definitely defend himself.

Sure enough, he said coldly: "Then let you be a ghost - that dragon was indeed killed by me." ”

It would be nice if I could look at qi - I immediately condensed my eyes and tried to find a way, and this time I was happy, although I still didn't have the usual ability, but I had recovered a lot more than before.

As long as you regain your hope, you will find a way out in minutes.

And he continued: "At that time, I was not what I am now—it's all the dragon!" ”

As I tried to be angry, I asked him, "What do you look like?" Are you a sand ghost, or a ghost?

A very complicated expression appeared on the strong man's face: "It's not - I'm Dabala." ”

What?

I was stunned for a moment - the bus?

But Tabala has great merit, isn't it in Latana, where he uses the eye mantra to suppress the spirits? How is it possible to become like this?

He smiled unnaturally and muttered, "He's fake, I'm real."

At the beginning, the local people out of fear, thinking that the spirits were the messengers of the gods, and those who came to bring disasters to mankind began to make sacrifices, praying for peace, and also made a rule, saying that they could not kill the messengers of the gods, lest the gods be angry.

But the dragon only knows how to eat meat, and doesn't understand anything else, so he will still kill people on a large scale.

The locals also built Letan to avoid the spirits.

As a result, once the people of Retan went out and accidentally found some jars, so they happily picked them up, who knows, it is the jar where the spirits raise ghosts.

The dragon followed the altar into Letan, and raised the ghosts with the living.

Seeing that they were dying, the locals came to beg Da Bala to find a way.

Dabala knew that a mantra worked—if someone looked at it, the spirit would turn into a statue and be immobile.

There is a great price to pay for using this mantra - you will be trapped here for the rest of your life, staring at your eyes, and never resting.

The identity of the bus is destined to sacrifice himself to save the world, but this bus is not reconciled.

He taught the mantra to other practitioners, and also embroidered it with gold and silver thread, so that the stand-in pretended to be himself to guard the dragon, and he abandoned his people and escaped.

The desert is full of dangers, and he is looking for a route, but he does not expect that a huge object will fall from the sky.

That's a dragon.

The dragon was covered in blood, and one of its horns had been broken, and it was covered in scars, as if it had suffered some kind of catastrophe.

Da Bala immediately saw that this was a holy relic, a legendary dragon!

There is little rain in the desert all year round, and there are many fewer legends about dragons than in the mainland, but Dabala is Dabala after all, and he is well-informed and knows the legends about dragons - as long as you help the dragon, the dragon will definitely give you the corresponding reward.

So Dabala immediately began to treat the dragon, and the dragon was grateful at first, but unexpectedly, at this time, a dragon appeared.

The dragon had never seen a dragon, only the flesh of the dragon's body rolled up, revealing its flesh.

The dragon immediately stepped forward to bite it, and before the bus could stop it, it ate a full meal.

As the saying goes, the dragon swims in the shallows, and the dragon doesn't even have the strength to struggle, and Da Ba Lazheng is feeling guilty, and suddenly finds that the dragon that eats the dragon's flesh has undergone strange changes.

It suddenly grew larger, and it was full of aura, and Da Bala understood at that time - this dragon meat turned out to be more effective than a panacea, and if you eat it, the monster can have a spirit, and that person can become a god.

No one understands it better than Tabala—he presides over all the sacrifices in the desert, and there is nothing happier in the world than being a god.

So the big bus was greedy and looked at the dragon with sad eyes.

Like the dragon, he devoured the dragon's flesh in a big gulp.

The dragon let out a wail, but Dabala realized that there was a strange power in him.

At this time, the previous sprites called for their companions, and called many sprites to devour the dragon's flesh, and with a wave of the bus's hand, those sprites rolled out like the big zhapong in the desert.

Da Bala saw that he had been worshiped as a god before, and he became a defeated soldier so easily, not to mention how happy he was, he continued to devour, the more dragon meat he ate, the greater his ability, and he really became a "god" in people's mouths.

He can even call the wind and rain and dominate the water and soil.

And the dragon was devoured into a skeleton, and gradually turned into a huge amount of gold and silver.

At this time, some people passed by, saw this scene, and thought that this big bus was the real Khalba god, and for the sake of the people, he killed the dragon, and all the other big bus masters in the nearby desert rushed over and sacrificed to him.

He fell in love with being a "god", and now he had the power of a dragon, which could not only drive the people, but even the spirits, the goddesses, and other monsters in the desert.

He couldn't have been happier.

At this time, he heard rumors brought by other Bala - saying that those who hurt the dragon will have a heavenly calamity.

He didn't believe it.

Until one day, dark clouds suddenly appeared in the desert sky, and lightning and thunder began to roar.

A bolt of lightning smashed down with great precision and landed on the first dragon to eat the dragon's flesh.

Only then did he know that although the dragon meat was good, it was worth eating it.

So he repeated his old tricks, and he wanted to find a stand-in to replace himself in the catastrophe, but it was too late.

The thunder fell and hit him directly on the head, and his body was shattered.

But at that time, he had an idea, and he recited a mantra on his mouth.

Thanks to the blessing of the spell, his soul followed this mouth and survived.

Of course, a mouth would definitely not be able to survive alone, and he used the remaining aura to fall on the mortal.

In this way, he will still enjoy the status of the god of Khalpa, who will use the body of a living person, exert his magical powers, and continue to be worshipped.

The Khalba god created by the locals is in the shape of three heads and six arms, not because he really has three heads and six arms, but because the "Khalba god" is ever-changing, and each time it appears in a different image.

It's just that once a person's body is attached to him, it will definitely rot after ten years, so every ten years, he will look for a new body.

So there is such a local legend, the god of Khalpa, which appears once every ten years.

And this balance, ten years ago, was upset.

Because he was insatiable and used the identity of the god Khalba to do evil, he attracted the attention of the ferryman to hunt him down and accumulate merit.

Instead, he took a fancy to the ferryman's body and wanted to use it for the past ten years.

Unexpectedly, that sectarian was very powerful, although he couldn't match the power of this Khalba god, and burned himself to charcoal, but before he died, he also sealed the ability of the Khalba god who was forced to occupy Lao Xu's body.

Therefore, in the past ten years, the god of Khalba can only be an ordinary person in Lao Xu.

He could only use the gold and silver cave as a guise to really be a tour guide so that he could live.

And the wave after wave of people introduced the gold and silver cave, and the evil things under his hands ate people, and also accumulated spiritual energy - when ten years have passed, he has regained his body, and the ability to be sealed will come back, and these things are still used by him.

And at this time, there was a chatter around him, as if countless living creatures were leaning here.

It's the evil creatures of his men who have come.

Damn, if I can't find my way out, I'm really going to die—I don't know what happened to the white herbs.

I stared at those things and said, "It's time to say the last words." ”

The strong man smiled: "What are your last words?" Can ......"

But before he could finish speaking, I hugged him with my backhand and hit him in a position.

There was a secret door in that position, and this time, it was directly smashed by the weight of the two of us, and in an instant there was a thorny light that the eyes of the people could not open, and the yellow sand of the veins came out of the hole.

God has eyes, impartiality is just now, a breath smoothly rushed to the eyes, I can look at the gas again!

There was a clear sight in front of me, and I immediately found the direction to come out and got him out directly.

The strong man was also stunned for a moment, and I continued: "It's not my last words, it's yours." ”

Only then did the strong man react, and suddenly laughed: "You think you can ...... when you come out."

But before he could finish speaking, his smile froze.

In the next moment, countless arms stretched out and tightly bound him.

This is the red sand, and below, there are all sand ghosts.