Accompanying the Sand People
Magic Flute and her guards had retreated far away. Under the veil, her beautiful face showed some excitement.
It was a trap from the start.
Although the last step was seen through by Luo Zheng, her goal had been achieved.
As long as the Fog Summoning Venerable swallowed Luo Zheng, she and her subordinates would get a good reward!
"In this Scarlet Sun Desert, there should be many Sand People, right?"
Even though the "Fog Summoner Venerable" was close at hand, Luo Zheng still turned his head and asked indifferently.
Magic Flute looked at Luo Zheng strangely, not knowing why he would ask such a question.
But she still smiled sweetly, "Of course there are, and we Sand People make a living from this. Sorry, kind person!"
It was extremely difficult for ordinary Sand People to survive in this barren desert, but there was a "Fog Summoning Venerable" in this desert.
This "Misty Summoning Sage" had a very powerful talent. It could set up a spatial illusion array to trap a lost True God. However, its weakness was also obvious. The Misty Summoning Sage was a plant after all. Its range of movement was very small.
So a part of the Sand People chose to cooperate with the Fog Summoning Venerable to lure the lost True Gods to this place for the Fog Summoning Venerable to swallow them. After the Fog Summoning Venerable swallowed the True Gods, it could secrete a light green tree sap. After swallowing the tree sap, the Sand People could live longer and be immune to diseases.
So many Sand People made up a story to gain the trust of outsiders and bring them to the mouth of the Fog Summoning Venerable.
"As a human, you actually colluded with a monster, what a shame..." Luo Zheng stared at Magic Flute and said in a light tone.
"Keke... this time there is a Perfect True God, what good luck." The Fog Summoning Venerable's mouth was full of sharp teeth and made a strange sound. It could actually speak human language.
"Shua!"
Just as the Fog Summoning Venerable finished speaking, a vine full of sharp thorns swept out. After washing a gully in the desert, it rolled towards Luo Zheng.
Luo Zheng did not dodge and allowed the vine to wrap around his body.
"Shame? It's just a way to survive. "Magic Flute's face revealed a crafty look.
The guards around her all sneered.
"This prey sure is full of nonsense …"
"You're about to die, and you're still talking about humiliation? This is the first time I've seen this, haha!"
"Magic Flute, this time I want more of the Fog Summoning Venerable's tree sap, you promised me last time!"
In their eyes, Luo Zheng was hung upside down by the vines. Then, with a swing of the vines, his entire body was thrown into a huge mouth.
The big mouth opened and closed, chewing continuously.
After all, the Fog-Summoning Venerable was a plant. It had to chew Luo Zheng into pieces before it could digest him little by little.
But after chewing a few times, that big mouth suddenly stopped. Even the other big mouths full of fangs shuddered and stopped in midair.
When Magic Flute and the rest saw the Fog Summoning Elder acting like that, they all had strange looks on their faces.
"What's wrong with the Fog-Summoning Venerable?"
"That Luo fellow doesn't taste good? Hahaha … "
The guards joked.
Only Magic Flute's eyes revealed a hint of wariness. Just now, Luo Zheng's fearless look made her feel very strange.
The "Fog Summoning Venerable" that the Sand Nation people spoke of was actually called "Arabian Demonic Flower". This Arabian Demonic Flower had grown to such a stage that other than Nirvana Realm experts, it could easily devour True Gods.
The Arabian Demonic Flower's spatial illusion formation could even confuse Nirvana Realm experts. But when it encountered a real Nirvana Realm expert, Magic Flute would obediently point out a way out and let those Nirvana Realm experts go. Let the Arabian Demonic Flower devour a Nirvana Realm expert? Not only would that harm the Arabian Demonic Flower, even they would not be able to escape!
But this Luo fellow was just a Perfect True God, there shouldn't be any problem, right?
Just as Magic Flute was faintly worried, a majestic force shot out from the Arabian Demonic Flower's mouth.
Then Magic Flute saw that the big mouth suddenly swelled up, as if something was trying to struggle out!
"Peng!"
A second later, the mouth was completely obliterated.
Luo Zheng's body instantly doubled in size, and in the eyes of Magic Flute and the others, he had transformed into a giant more than ten thousand zhang tall!
In his Desolate God form, Luo Zheng lightly extended his hand, pulling the vines and the seven mouths of the Arabian Demonic Flower together. With a fierce tug, he pulled it out of the ground!
As he squeezed, the Arabian Demonic Flower's mouths were reduced to pieces.
"Only a part?"
Luo Zheng looked at the broken roots of the vines, then turned his head and stared into the distance. Once again, he stretched out his hand towards the bottom of the desert. With a sudden dig, he had already dug out a large pit in the empty desert!
Lying in this pit was a strangely shaped plant. This plant had hands and feet, and seemed to be in the shape of a human. Upon closer inspection, one could faintly make out a face. This face, like a human's, was tinged with fear.
"You are the true body of the Fog Summoner Venerable, correct?" Luo Zheng sneered, his massive fist smashing down into the pit.
"I, I'm not … don't … I can give it to you …" the Arabian Demonic Flower begged for mercy.
But Luo Zheng showed no hesitation. His massive fist had already smashed it into a pool of goo.
This goo exuded a faint fragrance. Luo Zheng had smelled this fragrance before, as it had assaulted his nose when he first saw Magic Flute.
After dealing with the Arabian Demonic Flower, Luo Zheng dispersed the Desolate God energy in his body.
Magic Flute and the others stared in shock at Luo Zheng, their eyes filled with fear.
Let alone these Sand Nation people, even many Paramita realm experts had never heard of the Desolate God, a product of ancient times.
Seeing Luo Zheng smash the Arabian Demonic Flower into pieces like a giant god, they were all scared silly.
"Colluding with a vicious creature is not only a disgrace, but also a waste of my trust," Luo Zheng said indifferently.
Magic Flute's guards finally regained their senses and turned to run. Only Magic Flute stood there, motionless.
Luo Zheng stretched out a hand towards those guards. Lightning surged from his fingertips, and a bolt of lightning bloomed.
This bolt of lightning suddenly leaped through the air, jumping several times on the bodies of those guards, instantly turning their bodies into charcoal.
"Why didn't you run?" Luo Zheng stared at Magic Flute and asked.
Magic Flute laughed bitterly and muttered, "Someone who can easily kill the Fog Summoner Venerable, running is meaningless …"
In the end, they were only God's people. Borrowing the power of the Fog Summoner Venerable, they could kill a True God. But they themselves had no strength to speak of, and were at the bottom of the Mother World.
"You are right."
Luo Zheng said expressionlessly. Another bolt of lightning struck Magic Flute's body from his fingertips.
Her originally curvaceous body was also turned into charcoal, and the flute in her hand was bounced out, landing in the desert.
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