The sky is dark and the earth is flying, sand and stones are flying.

These two words are the most perfect enough to describe the situation at this moment.

The power of heaven and earth is really so great.

The raging sandstorm that Emoton rolled up, turning into a roaring face, roaring with a furying momentum that wanted to tear everything in front of him and sweep it to no end. From a distance hundreds of meters away, the power of soaring the sky was written, and wherever he passed, whether it was trees, sand, stones, or broken walls, they instantly flew out under a huge impact.

This is an unquestionable destructive force. Even a regular armored division can easily destroy it. It is even more stressful to deal with an almost armorless airship.

But in the face of such a terrifying huge formation, Xiao Lan just opened her mouth in a little astonishment, and then smiled with emotion.

Even if I took back the Black Sutra of the Undead, there was no longer-distance attack spell in it. The summoning system was a bone soul that needed to resent the soul as the casting material.

Unfortunately, Imodon didn't have such things at hand. The only one he brought was Ansuna's holy urn. He wouldn't be too extravagant to joke with his girlfriend. In addition, he could only summon a few mummies guards, and at most a sphinx with more powerful attacks.

What he finally chose was the roaring sandstorm that he was more accustomed to, but was an enhanced version after the blessing of the Black Sutra of the Undead.

Larger, stronger, faster, just-

"What a big show. I wonder if he will kill you with his hands trembling when he comes?" Xiao Lan, who was tilted his head in a funny way, stared at the approaching Nashastorm and said in a joking voice. "But is it, this speed is still a bit unsatisfactory..."

A sandstorm, a powerful sandstorm, is still a sandstorm.

It is about 200 kilometers per hour, or just 50 meters per second. It can barely catch up with the planes of this era, and it will take at least five or six seconds to come from hundreds of meters away.

And this little time is enough for them to do a lot of things.

"Eve! You guys get on the airship. Do whatever you can. If you don't want to eat sand, let this thing fly quickly!"

With loud shouts, he woke up Eve and the others who were frightened by the huge sand storm. Xiao Lan pushed and slapped them and Zheng Zha to send the three of them to the airship docked on the ground. At the same time, he skillfully untied the rope tied to the ground and ignited the extinguished gas furnace. The airship quickly climbed from the ground under the buoyancy of the airbag.

As for the accounts to be settled with the betrayer—

"I'll let you go this time, but I'm looking forward to what else you can do next... Let me wait and see!"

Angry Imoton. The lost airship, the dead desert, and the future that will definitely see you again. He is really looking forward to what Chu Xuan can do.

However, just as the airship was about to leave the ground, Xiao Lan seemed to have thought of something again, and jumped down from the edge of the hanging basket. In less than half a second, she brought back a limp blonde beauty.

"Amya... You guys were following us by this woman before, right? Then let the difficulty of this game be slightly increased!"

Like a radar, you can use the scanning mental power. You left her to Chu Xuan before because the game could not continue without her, but it would be boring to keep it for him to bring Imoton to Amsha.

And the high priest has already taken back the Black Sutra of the Undead. When he calms down, he will immediately run to resurrect his girlfriend. At that time, ninety-ninety percent will regard this ready-made woman as a sacrifice to resurrect Ansuna...

If it is not necessary, it is better to be undead, and now this can be considered a killing of two birds with one stone.

As for what this woman can do when she takes it back, but she hasn't figured out yet. Xiao Lan just threw the woman into the airship casually, and then frowned slightly at the approaching sandstorm on the side of the hanging basket-

A little slow.

The airship is no more than a locomotive. Although it does not fly slowly after it is fully started, the speed at which it is really "comfortable".

If I just stood leisurely, the sandstorm caused by Imoton would definitely catch up, and then the airship would be overturned without any suspense!

That wouldn't be fun at all, so-

"Why are you chasing so tightly? Tell me, please stay for me!"

He was talking to himself like he was playing a game. A piece of blood-colored bright red crystal floated from Xiao Lan's hand, and at the same time, he took out a scary anti-tank sniper rifle with a large head.

He harvested tens of thousands of lives and souls in Cairo, and at present there is basically no need to save money...

If he could, he actually wanted to use the Soul Fireball, the skill that blew Imoton's face when he left Hamnata.

However, using the Soul Fireball requires a complete soul fragment or soul stone, and Xiao Lan does not have the normal quality or above survival in his hands. Imoton, whose strength is different now, is no longer an ordinary soul fireball that can be handled, so we need to change to a more effective attack method-

It violently used the ordinary soul fragments of ten people, and converted them into the bullet's warhead through the magic of the Curse Blade, giving the incomparable power to the upcoming shot.

A deafening huge gunshot came, and the huge recoil made Xiao Lan's airship stand on his feet shake, and the effect of such a shot was unexpectedly good.

A large piece of face of the huge human made of the sandstorm suddenly collapsed, and slowly the collapsed area became larger and larger. The expression of the huge human face also became painful and hideous. Finally, it disappeared. Only a figure with black smoke all over the body fell to the ground in a mess from the air.

Still committing second...

He had already obtained the Black Sutra of the Undead, but he did not obediently stand in place to guide the spell. Instead, he used this incarnation that was more powerful but needed to be in danger.

Originally, Xiao Lan had to use a long-range sniper at a kilometer level to explode the body, and interrupt the casting to prevent the continued cast of the sandstorm spell. But now, this shot without aiming, directly knocked Imodon back to his original form. The curse of ten magic power of the mana must have made him remember this lesson, right?

This should be the case, but that is not within Xiao Lan's consideration for the time being.

They will meet again, but at that time it will not be as leisurely as this time. If possible, he will make the high priest unable to resist before he can react!

However, compared to Zheng Zha and Xiao Lan who know the plan, Eve and others cheered happily when they saw Emoton being shot.

"Brother, good shooting skills..."

"Yeah! That monster can't catch up!"

Monster. The two monsters here are actually more terrifying than the ones below... No, maybe three.

Without the mind, he could not integrate into the joyful atmosphere of Eve and the others. Xiao Lan, who had a faint smile on his face, shook his head gently. He let the airship drift in the wind and came to the corner of no one.

But before he could think of what to do, his expression suddenly became weird.

"Zhao Zhuikong, why are you still staying here?"

In a voice that almost only he could hear. Xiao Lan questioned the air in front of him, and what was strange was that he actually got an answer.

"You actually discovered it. Is your perception improving or my stealth regressing?"

A faint voice of doubt came, and a faint outline appeared in the originally uninhabited void, but I would not notice it unless I was in front of me.

Just looking at the leisurely posture of crossing legs, Xiao Lan immediately raised her eyebrows and had no intention of answering this question.

"I ask you why you are doing here... It's very comfortable to lie here? But don't you like that Chu Xuan very much? Are you not afraid that he will be killed by the high priest in anger?"

With Chu Xuan's style of being popular, and Xiao Lan just played with it, it is really not impossible for Imodon to be killed accidentally.

However, this obviously would not move the man in front of him. Zhao Zhuikong, in his outline state, adjusted a posture that made him feel more comfortable, and then gave an answer in a lazy voice.

"Not afraid, not at all. You might have had the accident you mentioned before, but now that Imoton can't take action anymore." He stretched out his finger and waved it in front of him. He seemed to be soft and didn't want to move. "I saw your power, and he wouldn't miss a military advisor who can effectively improve his combat effectiveness."

"Being a leader was indeed a scumbag, but that's because this great love saint has always been concerned about his girlfriend. Once Ansuna is resurrected, her weakness will no longer be a weakness."

Xiao Lan said that she could not agree with this.

"Just resurrecting that woman? Why do I think it would be more troublesome to have a woman who can blow the wind in my ears?"

Imoton's indulgence to Ansuna is not a little bit. Once this woman sees who is unhappy, that person will definitely be unlucky. And Chu Xuan is really not a character who can please people.

"Yes, you said very well." Zhao Zhuikong was stunned for a moment, but then the assassin who was wandering in the dark laughed, "But, I don't need to treat the role of a nanny so thoroughly, right?"

In the laughter that only Xiao Lan could hear was filled with the desolate coldness as cold as ice.

"We have already developed to this level. If that guy still can't do what he will do well, then what's the use of keeping it even if his IQ is high? You should be very clear... It's not a shame for a person to have shortcomings, but even if he knows his shortcomings, he won't make up for it. That way, God cannot forgive him!"

Xiao Lan is indeed very clear.

Hearing this almost like-minded life philosophy, the smile on his face became even stronger.

However, this does not mean that he is willing to see someone sitting next to him doing nothing.

"What you said makes sense. Since Chu Xuan doesn't worry, then take over the three plot characters here - one of them will be deducted from 5,000 yuan if they die. After I arrive at Amsha, I don't plan to let them in, so you can help me take care of it!"

Zhao Zhuikong was completely stunned. The invisible corners of his mouth twitched for a long time before he squeezed out an answer.

"knew……"

If you have the ability but don’t have the ambition in the Demons, you will be destined to be a nanny. Who told him to sneak and fail to pass the level and be discovered? (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!