When the dust settled, a huge figure appeared in front of everyone.

The whole sky also darkened.

First the forearms, upper arms, then shoulders and neck, as if struggling in the mire, gathered a small half of the body from the immeasurable red sand.

In the end, as if a giant lying on his back, he was enraged, and suddenly straightened up, and a hideous and terrifying, demon-like face suddenly stood up.

The red sand slid down, revealing the clear axe-like facial features on it, but it couldn't give people any beauty, but the thick neck was stretched long, and he roared manically at Zhang Fan and the others.

To say that it was a roar was nothing more than a conclusion drawn from his distorted face.

The huge mouth was wide open, the wild sand was flying, and invisible ripples rippled out of the mouth, without the slightest substantial sound heard, only boundless terror, accompanied by flying sand and stones.

All kinds of light masks suddenly lit up, and at this time, where could they care about saving spiritual power, and they all separated the light masks three feet from their bodies, desperately resisting the huge force of the carrier, and the sharp and wild sand that continued like a raging storm.

The wind and rain stopped, and the seemingly endless wild sand finally stopped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and looked at each other in shock.

This act of resistance seemed to infuriate the monster in the sand even more, and I saw it desperately slap the earth with its palms, stirring up countless sand flights, and its huge body kept writhing, as if it was about to get out of some quagmire and swamp.

Looking at the sand devil in front of him, who only showed a small half of his upper body, with one hand, one shoulder and one head, he was so powerful, how dare everyone let it continue to act, there was no need to discuss, in an instant, all kinds of brilliance flashed, and the Dao attack did not need to be located, and all of them smashed into the huge body of the sand devil covering the sky.

Huo Li's cold ice, the doll's green mang, the red evil fire, the water waves without the moon, Cao Tao's Gengjin qi, Zhang Fan's fire feathers...... Even Mo Ling went up to make up for a guy, scratched his fire-spitting claws, and worked hard for a long time, jumping on the sand devil like a flea.

None of the attacks missed, and they landed on all parts of the Sand Devil's massive body.

In the face of the overwhelming five-colored light and the alternating hot and cold spells, the sand devil's reaction made everyone not know whether to be happy or afraid.

Bear it stiffly, and raise your hand to block it if you are closer to your hand, and if you are far away, you simply ignore it, and you are so hard to be attacked by everyone above the ninth layer.

For a time, the dust was flying, and the air was full of red sand bodies that flew out, there were cold frozen soil, there were flowers cracked ground, there were big rivers rolling sand, and there were scorched and blackened ashes...... At first glance, it seems to work out pretty well.

These attacks, although they came out in a hurry, were not the strongest blows of everyone, but they were also the largest forces that could be mobilized in a short period of time, but the results made everyone dumbfounded.

After eating these attacks alive, the sand devil was not intact, on the contrary, it seemed as if it was about to fall apart, with a nose missing from his face, half of his neck missing, his shoulders collapsed, a piece of his arm missing, and so on.

However, just as these defects were turned into frozen soil or shattered into powder, and before they could reach the ground, a large amount of red sand was extracted, and the wound wriggled like life, and instantly recovered as before.

Especially the face of the sand devil, after repairing the damage, it is not simply restored to the original, but it looks more "exquisite".

The rough red sand, the eyebrows condensed on its face, showed a different kind of delicacy, the eyebrows, the pimples on the skin, the texture of the lips, and even the beard.

However, this "refinement", I'm afraid that only the sand devil itself thinks so, these details do not make it more like a person, but slide more in the direction of the monster.

Just looking at its face, it is open and closed, its nostrils are large and small, its upper lip is open, its lower lip is closed, and its teeth are uneven.

These are all questions in the subsections, and the most important thing is the shape of his face, which at a glance can be seen to be a patchwork. The upper half of the face is round, full of heaven and smooth skin, and the lower half of the face is pointed, with skin and bones crumpled and sparse goatee.

In such a patchwork method, it looks like an apple is not connected to a banana, how can it look like a person?

Although everyone was not used to it, they were not too surprised, after all, the monster was relatively normal like this, and if it was really lifelike, it was truly unexpected.

Only when Cao Tao saw it, there seemed to be a hint of discoloration on his face, a little puzzled, and even the movements of his hands stopped.

If it weren't for the solemn faces of all the foundation building monks, who had no time to take care of the left and right, he would have been noticed long ago.

What's worse is still to come, the sand devil in front of him seems to be pursuing the pursuit of not being rude, just when the appearance has just been restored, a thick arm is raised in the sky, and it is immediately slammed down.

This time, unlike before, it was not aimed at anyone, and the target was precisely on the ground in front of it.

"Bump~"

A large amount of red sand shook and flew high with the force of his shot, and at the same time, the red sand giant palm, which had not suffered much loss from Zhang Fan's innate grabbing and competition once before, also collapsed, carrying the massive giant sand that shook and flew away, and instantly formed a terrifying sand storm in the air.

There was almost no time to react, the sandstorm swept through, and the sky was full of red colors, as if in chaos, and the distance was only three or five zhang away, and then it was all blurred.

With the terrifying power of spinning, these red sands display amazing lethality.

Like a tornado swirling and like a mudslide, in just a few moments, everyone's body shield has withstood no less than ten million attacks, and they are on the verge of collapse all the time.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant and several hours, the sandstorm finally couldn't stop, and at the same time as it dissipated, six figures fell from the sky like dumplings.

As soon as he landed, Hong Yue jumped up, didn't look at the terrifying sand demon in the distance, spit out a mouthful of sand fiercely, and roared at Cao Tao: "This is the thing you encountered last time?

"Whew!"

Whether he was sand or Cao Tao, no one knew for a while, and no one cared.

Cao Tao, who was drunk by him and seemed to be immersed in some kind of memory after landing on the ground, suddenly woke up, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Of course not, if I met this thing, how could I have survived until now." ”

"My companions and I met were all small, about the same size as ordinary people, absolutely...... It's definitely not so scary!"

Cao Tao couldn't help but look at the sand devil in the distance as he spoke, just like that, after a while, its huge body seemed to be a lot taller, and the arm that had been scattered before was restored, and even the arm on the other side gradually took shape, slowly pulling out of the red sand.

Hong said that he was about to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Zhang Fan waving his hand.

"Wait!"

stopped Hong Yue from speaking, but Zhang Fan didn't look at him again, but asked Cao Tao solemnly: "You said that you have two companions who died in this red sand wilderness, is it true?"

"That's right!" Cao Tao nodded in response with a gloomy look on his face.

Zhang Fan was silent when he heard this, and he felt as if something key was tightly grasped by him.

Although this red sand desert is originally unfounded, it doesn't know how many tens of thousands of years it has existed, and it will definitely not be said that it is so powerful in the interval between Cao Tao's two visits.

From the beginning of the three ordinary foundation building monks could not be retained, to now almost the six of them can be left together, the gap between this is unreasonable, it stands to reason that there should be no such possibility.

But the facts are in front of him again, if it weren't for the fact that when he saw the face of the sand demon, Zhang Fan would feel faintly wrong, and he wouldn't think about it, but would only feel that Cao Tao's luck was really good.

Looking at the face of the sand demon, it is obviously trying to gather sincerity and benevolence, but it is very incongruous, as if there are countless thoughts, each with their own ideas pulling each other's hind legs, and then thinking of his face divided into two parts, as well as Cao Tao's two companions who fell here, all of this seems to have an invisible silk thread connecting them for countless years, I am afraid that except for Cao Tao and his party, no outsiders have ever come.

According to him, if it weren't for the volcanic eruption some time ago, which made the prohibition of this cave very weak, otherwise with his strength, he was afraid that it would never be able to be opened.

Cao Tao's cultivation was still like this, and the others must be no exception.

In other words, the sand devil actually has no other choice, only Cao Tao's two companions who fell here are the only templates for human beings, and it can be seen from this that the terrifying sand devil in front of him is only afraid that it has a lot to do with the little monsters that Cao Tao met before.

Chaotic thoughts, small monsters, and terrifying sand demons in front of him, the three scurried, and Zhang Fan's heart suddenly opened up.

"Haha~~"

Laughing loudly, Zhang Fan jumped up and shot forward.

At this time, the sand devil was also stretching out his newly condensed arm, his five fingers were spread and curved, and he was grabbing towards everyone, and the five fingers opened and closed, which looked not as awkward as before, if it was reduced countless times, it was really no different from ordinary people.

In such a short period of time, it has gradually become familiar with its new body, and if it is given some more time to gather all the parts from the red sand, and become familiar with it again, I am afraid that it will be several times more terrifying.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan didn't dare to slack off anymore, flashed the huge finger pressed down on his head, and when he staggered over, his sleeves vibrate, and a touch of yin and yang intersected and harmonized brilliance flashed, turning into a streamer of light, and rushing forward.

The Qiankun Circle grew in the wind, and instantly increased countless times, but compared to the sand devil in front of him, it was still a small existence that could almost be ignored, at best, it could only cover its fingers.

That's enough.

Zhang Fan pinched the trick with both hands, and his spiritual power ran to the limit, and he pointed forward suddenly.

"倏"

At the speed of lightning and flint, the Qiankun circle flashed away, and when it reappeared, it was already on the most "slender" little finger of the sand devil.

Even if the smallest place is chosen, but with the scale of the Qiankun circle rising to the limit, it can only cover the upper and lower positions of the fingernails, and there is nothing that can be done further up.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's face showed a touch of joy!

(To be continued)