What did he want to do?
Ding Ning had many questions in his heart. The others also looked at each other. They did not know what this madman wanted to do. Why did he want to harm himself?
Pa!
A loud whipping sound rang out, ruthlessly lashing on Arawa's body, causing him to stagger and almost fall to the ground.
"Stop acting mysterious. You can go and die now."
Although Holy Master Magical Beast did not understand why he wanted to harm himself, he felt relieved when he saw that Arawa had stopped self-destructing. He strode towards him. He wanted to tear apart this madman who had ruined his plans to vent the anger in his chest.
Arawa's face was pale, and his body was twitching in pain. However, he did not retreat. Instead, he rushed towards Holy Master Magical Beast, spilling blood on the ground along the way.
"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish."
Holy Lord Devil Beast had an irascible temper. Seeing that Arava didn't seem to be afraid at all and still had that strange smile on his face that made his heart go cold, as if to express his contempt for him, he immediately shouted and punched Arava's head with his alms bowl-sized fist.
Boom!
As he wished, Arawa's head was smashed like a watermelon. Red and white splashed all over Holy Master Magical Beast.
Holy Master Magical Beast did not care at all. He stayed with all kinds of wild beasts all day long. His mind was more inclined towards wild beasts. Why would he care about this little bit of blood?
Rumble!
Continuous slight tremors came from the ground, causing everyone to be stunned. Could it be that there was an earthquake in this desert?
But Ding Ning suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed. He took a deep look at Arawa's headless corpse and sighed secretly. "What a pity. Such a brave, resourceful, and loyal man."
Then, without hesitation, he turned and ran quickly in the direction where Gruer had escaped.
If he did not guess wrong, the self-destruction of Arawa and the other guards was in itself a conspiracy. They were using their own blood to lure the king of this desert — the man-eating ant army.
Just like how sharks could smell blood from a few kilometers away, these man-eating ants probably had the same instinct. The guards' self-destruction and the smell of blood had attracted man-eating ants from afar.
Then, Arawa didn't hesitate to cut off his own arms and pounced on Holy Lord Devil Beast, deliberately provoking him to kill him and soaking him in blood. Those man-eating ants would definitely chase after him after smelling the blood, making him unable to take care of himself and have no time to chase after Gruul. Of course, if he was lucky, maybe Holy Lord Devil Beast would be buried in the ants' stomachs.
Boom!
Not long after Ding Ning left, enormous waves of sand rose up in the desert like boiling water, swarming towards the Magical Beast Skymaster and the others from all directions.
"Is this a sandstorm?"
Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast and the others still hadn't reacted. They just stared blankly at the surging sandstorm that covered the sky like a tsunami.
"Not good, it's a man-eating ant army!"
Mei Sha suddenly reacted and shouted with a horrified expression.
Everyone's expression immediately changed. Even though their cultivation levels were not low, they still shuddered from the bottom of their hearts when faced with an army of Man-eating Ants that could shake the entire desert.
"Quick, run!"
The Ice Bear Emperor, who had been indifferent and expressionless from the start, screamed in horror. He swung his legs and sprinted away, running towards the direction where the sandstorm was the weakest.
Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast and the others also reacted, their faces pale as they followed behind the Ice Bear Emperor.
"Ah!"
A miserable scream rang out. Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast didn't stop running, but he took the time to turn his head and glance.
This glance scared him out of his wits, and he desperately wanted to use all his strength to run for his life.
Because he saw fist-sized yellow ants surging out of the yellow sand like a tide, densely packed as they pounced on the last follower. In the blink of an eye, that follower had become a bare skeleton. That pitiful protective spiritual energy seemed to be completely useless as it was devoured.
"Ah!
Ah!
Ah! "
A series of miserable screams rang out, and beads of cold sweat appeared on Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast's forehead. He suddenly sped up once more, actually overtaking the Ice Bear Emperor and rushing to the first place.
The Ice Bear Emperor narrowed his eyes, feeling very angry. This bastard, if I didn't take in a stray dog like you on account of our past relationship, how would you have the chance to act like a tyrant?
What he couldn't tolerate the most was that this fellow actually dared to run in front of him while running for his life. This was simply intolerable. Thus, the Ice Bear Emperor stretched out his huge hand and grabbed the Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast's shoulder, pulling him forcefully and throwing him behind him.
"Big stupid bear, you're f * cking courting death!"
The Magical Beast Heavenly Venerate was so frightened that his soul nearly flew out of his body. Fortunately, there were still over a hundred followers behind him. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. Unable to restrain his anger, he scolded the Ice Bear Emperor.
"Haha!"
The Ice Bear Emperor laughed coldly and didn't pay any attention to him. He strode forward on his thick legs and clumsily ran forward with his head lowered.
He understood a principle very well. He didn't necessarily have to outrun these man-eating ants. He just had to outrun others.
Speed was his shortcoming, so he absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to outrun him, not even the Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast.
Everyone thought that he had fled to Siberia after losing to the Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast in a fight for territory. In reality, that wasn't the case at all. The truth was actually very simple. It was because he was very lazy and liked to sleep comfortably in cold weather. The climate in South America really wasn't suitable for him, so he took the initiative to leave and went to Siberia to hug his little bears and sleep every day.
As for what the outside world said about him, he didn't care. The Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast was very clear about his strength. If anyone dared to complain in front of him, he would just send them flying with a single slap.
The Heavenly Venerate Devil Beast didn't have the time to be angry with him. He continued to run wildly, but this time he always paid attention to not overtaking the Ice Bear Emperor. After all, he was very clear that although the Ice Bear Emperor was burly and huge, he wasn't broad-minded. Moreover, he was particularly selfish and temperamental. He didn't care about the feelings of others at all.
Just as they were running all the way, on the edge of the desert dozens of kilometers away from them, a mighty crowd was dumbfounded as they watched the yellow sand dancing wildly in the sky.
"It's so spectacular. Is it a sandstorm?"
A female disciple of the Holy-goddess Tribe asked innocently.
"Maybe."
The Third Senior Sister, who was standing side by side with Senior Brother Wan of the Holy Medical Family, answered uncertainly when she heard the question.
"It's a pity that we can't use mobile phones here. Otherwise, we would definitely get a lot of likes if we took a photo and uploaded it to the Internet."
A disciple of the Holy-goddess Tribe said regretfully. It seemed that the Holy Gate was also keeping pace with the times. They even knew how to give likes on the Internet and were not completely out of touch with society.
The disciples of the Holy-sword Villa and the Holy Medical Family all stood up straight, looking heroic and tall. However, the eyes that lingered on the graceful figures of the disciples of the Holy-goddess Tribe betrayed their careful thoughts.
Meng Jianli glanced at Senior Brother Wan, who was flirting with the Third Senior Sister, with jealousy and envy. He thought that it was no wonder that Wan He knew so much about the Ten Thousand Ants Desert. It turned out that he had already hooked up with the leader of the Holy-goddess Tribe, the Third Senior Sister, Ye Yingying.
How could a young man not be affectionate? How could a young girl not yearn for love?
Although they were all disciples of the Holy Gate, their elders usually followed them in every activity. Even if they wanted to have a romantic encounter, they didn't have the chance.
However, this time, the elders didn't follow them. Instead, they let them practice alone. Therefore, these young disciples finally let go of themselves. How could they care about anything else? They all fawned over the targets they had set their eyes on, hoping that this would be a romantic trip.
The girls of the Holy-goddess Tribe rarely had the chance to go out of the mountain, and the chances of getting in touch with young men were even less. At this moment, when they heard the sweet words and affectionate words of these Holy Gate brothers of the same age, their hearts were already beating fast.
If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people traveling with them and they were afraid of being laughed at, they had to maintain the modesty and modesty that women should have. Perhaps these girls of the Holy-goddess Tribe who were budding in love would have taken the initiative to throw themselves into their arms.
"Junior Sister Yingying, where should we go?"
Wan He looked at Ye Yingying affectionately and asked softly.
Ye Yingying enjoyed the gentleness of her sweetheart very much. She smiled sweetly, took out a sheepskin map, looked at it, and pointed in the direction away from the "sandstorm". "Fortunately, the place marked on the map is not within the range of the sandstorm. We can go there directly."
"That's good. Time is limited. Let's go now."
Wan He finished speaking in high spirits. Seeing that Meng Jianli's face was a little unhappy, he smiled tactfully and said, "Junior Brother Meng, what do you think?"
Seeing that Wan He did not act arbitrarily and even asked for his opinion, Meng Jianli felt much better. He then squeezed out a smile and said, "I have no objections. Senior Brother Wan can decide."
"Alright, let's go …"
Wan He waved his hand in high spirits. Just as he was about to call for everyone to set off, he was stopped by Ye Yingying. She glanced at the group of Western martial arts practitioners who had been following behind them, and a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes. "The map is ours. Why should we let others follow behind us and take advantage of us? In my opinion, before we set off, we should get rid of those small fries first."
"That's right. Junior Sister Yingying is right. This Langya Mystery Area is not something that those foreign devils can covet," Meng Jianli echoed.
Meng Jianli agreed. Although he was not a nationalistic youth, he did not have a good impression of these Westerners.
"Since that's the case, let's get rid of them. We can also take the opportunity to get some number tags."
Wan He crossed his arms and glanced at the group of Western Martial Arts Practitioners with a sneer. He ordered a disciple of the Holy Medical Family beside him proudly, "Let those rogue cultivators and small sects who follow us take action and clean up the tail."
"What if they are unwilling?"
That disciple said with some difficulty.
"Unwilling?"
Wan He's lips curled into a cold smile. "Since they have joined this team, they have to obey the orders of the Three Sacred Gates. Go and tell them that if they don't want to get rid of us, they can go back to where they came from and don't follow us."
"This … Alright!"
That disciple was stunned. Seeing that Wan He narrowed his eyes and looked displeased, he hurriedly agreed and hurriedly went to convey Wan He's orders.
At this moment, the team was no longer as it was before, where there were only about a thousand people in total. The Divine Prefecture martial arts practitioners had gathered more than two thousand people, while the Western martial arts practitioners had nearly two thousand people.
Wan He subtly considered himself to be the leader of the Three Sacred Gates and wanted the individual cultivators and small sects to be cannon fodder. Although Meng Jianli felt that it was inappropriate, Ye Yingying and Wan He were in a passionate relationship, so he could not say much.
When the individual cultivators and small sects received the orders, they were very dissatisfied and caused some commotion. However, due to the deterrence of the Three Sacred Gates, they finally compromised and boldly rushed toward the Western martial arts practitioners.
The Western martial arts practitioners were not fools and were always on guard against the Divine Prefecture martial arts practitioners. Seeing the situation, they went up to them without showing any weakness.
A great battle was about to break out without warning. Shouts, shouts, screams, and cries could be heard incessantly. Fresh blood quickly dyed the yellow gravel on the ground red. Under the scorching sun, a strong smell of blood permeated the air.
"Oh no, they can't hold on any longer. The combat power of those Western martial arts practitioners is very strong."
The disciple of the Holy Medical Family who had conveyed the orders ran over in a panic and said anxiously.
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