Chapter 357 A Ruthless Person

Jiang Qian completely ignored his opponent's gloating.

Hiding his whereabouts was just a delaying tactic, the purpose was to buy time and understand the desert scene props as much as possible.

Jiang Qian was sure that the area he was trapped in belonged to a type of "miniature space" props, because the props trapped him in it, but failed to cut off the spiritual connection between the Beidou button camera and him.

In other words, he can still receive the real-time image of the old city monitored by the Beidou button camera. Everything is the same as before he fell into the illusion, dilapidated and silent, with few people going there.

It can be seen that the quality of this miniature prop of the desert scene is probably between the middle and upper grades of the powerful and noble, and will not exceed the grade of the powerful and noble.

Assuming that its functional attributes are biased towards "imprisonment", then it will certainly not be able to trap license holders above the level of the powerful and noble. Even if it is aimed at the powerful and noble and below, the props must have limitations such as time and rules. As long as you observe carefully, you will not be afraid of not finding a way to break the situation.

"Ha, you are really stubborn, but there is nothing I can do about it... But if you want to turn the situation around in this short time, you are too naive."

Accompanied by the echoes around, one after another, whirlwinds carrying yellow sand gathered from all directions and swept from the outside to the center at an incredibly fast speed!

Jiang Qian soared in the air with his powerful wings, taking advantage of the opportunity to fly, cleverly avoiding the sandstorm sweeping across the flat ground.

Very dangerous, if the direction of this wave of sandstorms swept from the inside to the outside, it would be difficult for me to avoid it... Jiang Qian said secretly.

According to the limited observations at present, the functional attributes of this prop are not just the single functions of "imprisonment" and "restraint". It seems that it can also be used as a means of increasing the ability of the prop user, cooperating with the user to ambush inside the prop.

The most urgent task is to find the limitations or rules of this prop and use them to force the opponent hiding in the dark to show up.

"What just now was just an appetizer, and now it starts the main event." The opponent's shouting resounded in all directions again.

As the voice fell, the center of the sandstorm began to stir: a larger and more violent tornado gathered from under the red clouds.

It was operating at an extremely high rotation speed, tearing itself in all directions and then gathering it, greedily absorbing the surrounding wild sand! Even though Jiang Qian was still far away, he couldn't help but sigh at this sudden condensation.

Then, it began to "expand".

Towards its irregular outer contour, it quickly swept around!

Sure enough, this is a bit troublesome... Jiang Qian thought to himself.

The situation just escalated in the direction he expected. The outline of a tornado is usually an "inverted cone" that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Even if several tornadoes that gradually converge from far to near are close to each other, there will inevitably be gaps to take advantage of, but there is no such loophole for the tornado that sweeps from the inside out.

Seeing the "expanding" storm getting closer and closer, Jiang Qian retreated to the edge without thinking.

To fight against the props of the powerful, at least the props of the same level or even higher level must be used, but the gate of time and space is obviously inconvenient to use here: not "cannot", but "inconvenient".

He didn't want to reveal any clues about the personal assets of the "Hungry Ghost End" copy.

The mad sandstorm continued to roll towards the outer edge, and both sides in the confrontation tightened their nerves in silence.

Until an obvious resistance point appeared at the edge of the high-speed sandstorm, an instantaneous explosion, and a looming figure retreated and fell into the center of the vortex that continued to expand outward!

"Got you!"

Someone raised his mouth in secret.

When the falling figure fell on the sand, stirring up one sand pit after another, and rolled to a stop, the huge scorpion claws had already smashed towards it!

"Boom--"

The sand and dust suddenly rose, and the scorpion claws hammered into the sand pile, and when it was pulled out, it brought up a sand waterfall again.

It was a huge desert golden scorpion that was as high as a six-story building when the tail hook was raised.

It held its head high and followed its master's orders, swinging its pincers wildly at the figure in the sand pit, attacking frantically.

However, the tiny figure who fell into the sand pit was not to be outdone. Not only did it swiftly avoid the giant scorpion's head-on attack, but it also became more and more courageous. While dodging the attack, it approached to provoke the behemoth that was several times larger than itself.

In just a few moments of interweaving, the tiny figure not only did not suffer any loss, but also had the energy to make the giant desert golden scorpion furious.

"Be killed on the spot. No matter how hard Sun Wukong tries, he can't escape the palm of the Buddha's hand."

The opponent's tone changed, revealing obvious dissatisfaction in his tone.

His words did not scare Jiang Qian, but his own pet giant scorpion became more and more violent and out of control. The desert creature, which was originally very agile, lost its form and missed its attacks repeatedly in its home court...

"Is it that evil substitute prop again..."

In the depths of the desert, the holy envoy Sha Jin moved and rushed towards the beast pet that was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

On the sand dunes, the giant desert golden scorpion swung its poison hook and stabbed at the tiny figure under it with lightning speed!

However, the sharp hook filled with poison juice penetrated straight into the sand, and the ink-colored juice splashed into the sand.

At the same time, its poison hook was stepped on by a person! It was deeply crushed into the sand, and it could not move even if it pulled it at will.

Then, another figure appeared from behind the giant scorpion.

Qianlong Wuyong wielded the pen that was ready to go, and the tip, which was also quenched with venom, firmly nailed into the eye of the desert golden scorpion!

The huge golden scorpion raised its head and made a "clicking" vibration sound, which was strange and terrifying, making people shudder.

Qianlong Wuyong, who succeeded in one strike, had not yet dodged and evacuated. Behind him, a figure as fast as thunder suddenly rose from the sand sea, and pointed a scimitar directly at Qianlong Wuyong's back-

"Give me your life!"

At that moment, Sha Jin felt the blood in his body surging and his anger burning!

Originally, he only wanted to subdue Qianlong Wuyong, but after entering the attack range, he actually had the urge to destroy the opponent...

This flash of thought not only turned into action, but he also said it out loud! Sha Jin was immediately stunned.

Fortunately, he stopped in time.

As Qianlong Wuyong dodged sideways, the scimitar slashed across his waist, avoiding the vital part. After the two crossed paths, they quickly distanced themselves and fell on the sand.

"It was a close call. If I had accidentally 'broken' you, the Holy Mother would probably blame me..."

Sha Jin was just congratulating himself, but he felt a chill on his back.

An ice-blue dagger was across his neck, and at the same time, he heard someone stop behind him.

"Holy Envoy, please take care of me more when you have time?"

Jiang Qian greeted with a smile.

He finally saw his opponent hiding in the dark: a young man with a khaki turban tied on his forehead and clothes like a monk.

Judging from the exposed muscle lines of his arms, Jiang Qian deduced that this person should be a diligent martial artist.

Sha Jin's pupils contracted violently, and then he glanced at the ice-blue bone-eroding knife against his neck, still in shock: "You have more than one substitute?"

He then focused his attention and looked at the two "Qianlong Wuyong" standing opposite him. One of them had a melancholy temperament and was bleeding from his cut waist; the other was a little further away, stepping on the tail hook of his pet, with a fierce and indignant expression.

The "third" Qianlong Wuyong who had just appeared was standing behind him, with an ice-blue dagger against his carotid artery.

"Rather than worrying about my methods, think about your own situation."

Jiang Qian smiled:

"Aren't you going to take me to the sacred mountain? At least explain the benefits and risks first. It's too rude to enforce it directly."

After hearing Jiang Qian's words, Sha Jin's expression became strange: "Didn't the peacock spider even tell you this? It's really dereliction of duty..."

As a holy envoy, he will only unswervingly execute the order of the guardian. For example, this time the order is: bring the crown prince Qianlong Wuyong back to the sacred mountain and wait for the ceremony.

But the order did not mention that Qianlong Wuyong was unaware of his duties and rights as the crown prince of the sacred mountain.

Yes, she fell before she had time to paint a pie for me. I was also surprised... Jiang Qian sighed secretly.

"Yes, for you, benefits and risks are indeed the primary considerations, which is understandable."

Sha Jin seemed to quickly understand the situation and readily agreed:

"In this case, let me popularize it for you. What you call 'benefits' is the identity closest to the Lord of the Divine Mountain! Once you stand out, you can get the power of the Lord of the Divine Mountain."

"The power of the Lord of the Divine Mountain?" Jiang Qian pretended to be puzzled.

"You should have heard something about the official. The so-called 'crown prince' of the Divine Mountain is a reserve for the election of the Lord of the Divine Mountain, and you, the hidden dragon is useless! You are the most likely candidate to win among the four crown princes!" Sha Jin's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Jiang Qian was not moved at all: "Why do you think so?"

"Isn't it obvious? The terminator of high-difficulty dungeons, the most talented new star in the official, the pioneer of super-species mutation healing technology! I heard that you even passed the promotion ceremony with an S rating? Such an achievement is rare in the world!"

Sha Jin praised Jiang Qian's achievements like a treasure, and praised him endlessly:

"Compared with your strength and achievements, other crown princes are not at the same level as you, and your risk can be ignored... Kill them, seize the power of the Lord of the Divine Mountain, and your path of cultivation will be invincible in the future!"

Just when he was talking about the juncture, Saint Envoy Sha Jin suddenly grabbed Jiang Qian's knife-holding wrist, twisted it, and slid down, escaping from Jiang Qian's control in an extremely dangerous way.

Cunning guy, a ruthless person... Jiang Qian made a prompt decision: the extended fangs pierced the opponent's back, but were blocked by the opponent's alien armor.

Sha Jin successfully escaped from the clamp.

Sure enough, a fountain pen is more useful... Jiang Qian looked at the ice-blue bone-eroding knife in his hand, smiled, and looked up at the opponent who had just broken free not far away.

"Hahahaha, Qianlong Wuyong, are you so proud of these two compliments? You can't even hold the knife steadily, what can you use to compete with the other three crown princes?"

"You are too thick-skinned." Jiang Qian replied.

"Hahaha!"

Sha Jin touched the bloody mark on his neck that was accidentally cut by the ice-blue bone-eroding knife. Although the pain made his veins bulge, he was unforgiving:

"Just listen to the evaluation just now, don't take it seriously. After all, you are just a genius praised by the law, and you think you have discovered some extraordinary healing technology... It's useless and ridiculous!"

"Mutation is the way we choose to survive. You won't understand even if I tell you. In my opinion, the distance between you and the Lord of the Mountain of God is farther than the distance from the Dragon Ridge of the West Mountain to the East China Sea..."

As he spoke, the Saint Envoy Sha Jin crossed his scimitars in both hands, and two suddenly formed hurricanes condensed from both sides of Jiang Qian, and swept towards him quickly with yellow sand!

Jiang Qian did not retreat but advanced, approaching Sha Jin before the hurricanes collided!

You reacted quickly, so I can't use the storm to restrict you... While Sha Jin retreated rapidly, he blocked several attacks of the Ice Blue Bone Erosion Knife with his scimitar.

The two figures crossed several times, but they were never able to distance themselves.

With the intensive exchange of moves in close combat, the Saint Envoy Sha Jin, who was the close combat king of the Mountain of God, gradually shook his preconceived evaluation of Qian Long Wu Yong.

The young man in front of him was agile and calm, with no murderous emotion on his face, but his moves were always fierce, decisive, precise and experienced.

In Sha Jin's opinion, these skills could not be achieved by practicing for a few months: Qianlongwuyong's amazing body balance, superb two-handed attack skills, and the clever use of his own alien limbs-the fangs, seemed to have been integrated into his body, as easy and natural as breathing.

The information is wrong! This person is more capable than me... After dozens of moves, Sha Jin finally became wary: he must immediately distance himself and use the hourglass prop to control him!

However, Jiang Qian followed closely at all times, not only preventing him from succeeding, but also forcing him into more embarrassment:

"What, didn't you talk tough just now, and now you want to escape?"

Before, he used two demon clones to lure the other party to show up in person, just to facilitate close combat.

Otherwise, in this vast sea of ​​sand, he really didn't know how to control his opponent.

The identity card of the desert golden scorpion can be known from the other party's pet. This animal is the best hunter to ambush and defeat the enemy in the desert. How could Jiang Qian let the tiger go back to the mountain easily?

"Golden hook!!"

With the roar of the Saint of Sand Gold, the giant desert golden scorpion that was stunned before staggered out of the sand again, turned around and locked Jiang Qian who was fighting with his master.

The giant beast was eager to protect its master, and cooperated with the master's dodge, and threw the poison hook at Jiang Qian again!

"You don't want your pet at all, right?"

Jiang Qian jumped up to meet the poison hook, crossed the poison hook, and landed on the back of the giant scorpion.

At this time, Sand Gold had escaped into the sand. By manipulating the props, the rolling sand was charged again, aiming at the position where Jiang Qian was...

"The desert is my territory, this time I will take care of you in one go!"

When he was ready to go, Sand Gold suddenly froze.

When he fled into the sand, Jiang Qian had opened a "hole" in the head of his pet, and the poisonous fangs injected the source of mental pollution wantonly.

Sha Jin's pet had lost its mind in a short moment. Although it was burly, it was no different from a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Come on, Holy Envoy of the Mountain."

Jiang Qian sat on the back of the other party's pet, facing the raging sand calmly.

Time was still passing, and Sha Jin had little time left.

Sha Jin gritted his teeth secretly, urging the sandstorm to accelerate and attack Qianlong Wuyong! Of course, it also included his pet Jin Gou.

Jiang Qian used neurotoxins to control the huge desert golden scorpion, galloping in the sand, sometimes running on the sand, sometimes penetrating into the sand dunes, and cruising in the sand.

"What's the point of using other people's pets as a shield?!" Sha Jin's gnashing of teeth came from all directions.

Jiang Qian responded proudly: "The master is immoral, and the pet suffers! Blame me?"

"You?!"

His own pet had lost control, and Sha Jin had no way to deal with Jiang Qian for a while.

But the sandstorm attack did not stop because of this.

During the confrontation, Jiang Qian always put himself in the safest position, using the chivalrous cloak and the invisibility cloak to filter out most of the minor damage... until the "mount" under his butt gradually became exhausted.

However, normal animals will stop moving when they are exhausted, but "madmen" are an exception.

The giant scorpion still carries Jiang Qian on its back, galloping tirelessly in the sea of ​​sand.

Of course, Jiang Qian is not idle either.

He has been observing the sandstorms that keep attacking, and gradually discovered a pattern: as time goes by, the sandstorms are getting weaker.

Jiang Qian never believes that this is the result of the opponent's leniency due to pity for the pet. The only explanation is the "restriction" of the props.

At the moment, Sha Jin's pet Golden Hook is still struggling to carry Jiang Qian to avoid the storm, like a second-hand car that is about to be scrapped, desperately burning the last power.

"Asshole Qianlong Wuyong..."

Sha Jin saw that his pet was almost dying of exhaustion, but Qianlong Wuyong on its back was still safe and sound, so he rushed out of the sand sea in anger!

The moment he left the sand, Huixuan's scimitar split into several afterimages like a storm, and attacked Qianlong Wuyong on the giant scorpion's back.

And he himself was forced to avoid the tail hook thrown by his irrational pet...

Jiang Qian backed away expressionlessly, his hands interlaced with fangs, and he continued to avoid the oncoming scimitar matrix in a few moves.

Before he left the giant scorpion's back, the giant desert golden scorpion's tough back suddenly burst, and countless flying scimitars pierced through its back and approached suddenly!

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