"What are you doing?" Gu Fenghua asked.

"Whip the corpse!" Lorne replied.

Gu Fenghua and the others are a black line again, Luo Da thief, is really getting more and more fierce.

Lorne didn't whip the corpse in the end, because on the celestial map, a Netherworld sandstorm was surging in their direction.

Not daring to stay, Gu Fenghua and the others hurried in the direction guided by Song Yu'an.

No one noticed that Song Yu'an was caged in the wide holy master robe, and a strange sneer appeared on Pear Blossom's face with rain.

……

Hundreds of miles away, there was blood between the two sand dunes, and more than a hundred holy masters were dead on the spot, and the blood stained the yellow sand under them bright red. A man stood in the middle, his eyes wide open, crisscrossed by several sword wounds on his body, but the blood had been drained. Even though his body was already cold and there was no longer any life, he still did not fall.

"He deserves to be known as Tiannan Wushuang, his strength is really good, I underestimate him." Qin Yangge limped up the sand dune and said with emotion, it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

"It's a pity that such strength can't be used by the son." The young saint master beside Lu Aochen said regretfully.

"It's me who was reckless, I should try to spare his life, please forgive my son." Qin Madge said to Lu Aochen uneasily. In fact, he wanted to save his life, but the other party's cultivation was really good, beyond his expectations, the two powerhouses met to the death, and he had no chance to keep his hand at all, otherwise the person who died on the spot now would probably be him.

"His strength is really good, I underestimate him, I can't blame you." Lu Aochen shook his head and said with relief. Then he added, "And, even if he is willing to serve me, I will still kill him." ”

"Oh?" Qin Madge and the young Saint Master both looked at him strangely. Lu Aochen is recruiting people everywhere, how can he turn away a master like Yue Qianshan?

"I promised someone to help her get revenge." Lu Aochen said lightly.

Such an answer still made the two of them inexplicable, but seeing that Lu Aochen was unwilling to say more, the two did not ask any more.

"How are the others preparing?" Lu Aochen asked suddenly.

"It's all ready, they are happy and convinced of the son, and they have no dissent." The young saint master beside him replied.

"That's good, it's almost time, and we should do it too." Lu Aochen said.

Hearing this, the two people around them were in good spirits, they had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"By the way, I don't know if Gu Fenghua is still in the Netherworld Sand Sea, if this person is not removed, I will always worry about her bad son." The mood calmed down a bit, and Qin Yangge said worriedly.

Although he didn't fight with Gu Fenghua and the others last time, the strange qi on their bodies made him feel uneasy, and he was always at ease.

"Don't pay attention to them for now, maybe you need their help with something." The corners of Lu Aochen's mouth showed an unfathomable smile.

……

In the distance, the sand waves rushed and roared, stirring up a golden wave, making a loud rumbling sound like a startling crash on the shore, and like a thunderbolt.

When Gu Fenghua and the others saw this scene, it was already a few days later, although they were still hundreds of miles away, they could still see that this was by no means one or two sandstorms, but several or dozens of netherworld sandstorms were chaotically entangled, agitating each other and bursting out with earth-shattering power, and at the same time devouring each other and eliminating each other, but endlessly as if it would never stop.