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The Black Nightmare storm, which was already raging, suddenly became violent again at this moment, turning into a violent black dragon evil spirit, attacking Yan Zhaoge and others.

Wherever the gang wind passes, everything that exists, including the desert and yellow sand, is broken into dust.

Living in it, if the cultivation level is not enough, there is no special means to protect them, and they are destined to die without a place to be buried.

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly and looked around.

Although the black dragon evil thing is not common, it is also a well-known calamity in the Western Great Desert, full of uncertainty, and no one can guarantee that he will never encounter it.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge didn’t think much about encountering the black dragon evil spirit at the place where the stone pillar was pulled out, except for handling it carefully.

Entering the West Great Desert, in a place full of black nightmare storms, foreseeing the black dragon evil, and carefully dealing with the sudden catastrophe, there is nothing surprising.

But in such a short period of time, continuously running into the Black Dragon Sha, it was as if he was chasing after him continuously.

This kind of obviously abnormal thing can’t help Yan Zhaoge not care.

Yan Zhaoge stared at the dark nightmare storm that swept across the world again in the distance, and many thoughts flashed in his mind instantly.

“Someone wants to be against me, or they are coming towards the stone pillar ruins…”

“Jueyuan? The Great Sun Sacred Sect? The remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain? The remnants of the Five Spirit Banner? Or who else?”

“Able to drive the formation of the black dragon evil within a certain range without a trace, knowing this point about the strength of the Western Great Desert, the remnants of the Black Nightmare Mountain have the highest probability!”

“It does not rule out the possibility that the remaining descendants of the Black Nightmare Mountain will unite with the Great Sun Sacred Sect, or collude with Jueyuan, or even be an important member of Jueyuan.”

The power of the West Great Desert is too tyrannical, yet unpredictable, complicated and difficult to understand.

Regardless of the Guangcheng Mountain, the Great Sun Sacred Sect or the Cangmang Mountain, the West Great Desert is still in the exploratory stage.

After the Great Destruction of the Eight Great Worlds, no one has been able to truly and completely control the power of this fierce land.

However, if you want to say that among all people, you have the deepest understanding of West Great Desert, and it is possible to borrow its power to a limited extent, then it is the Black Nightmare Mountain, a sacred place in the past.

After the destruction of the Black Nightmare Mountain, some survivors retreated into the Western Great Desert, and have been active in the Western Great Desert and the border of the Four Continents of the Wind Region.

Yan Zhaoge himself, although he had never formally dealt with the remaining descendants of the Black Nightmare Mountain before, he also knew that the other party was cruel and tolerant.

The working style is the standard to achieve the goal, unscrupulous, but at the same time being cautious, and when there is a slight disturbance, they will return to the West Great Desert and hide together.

In recent years, although the number of the remaining descendants of the Black Nightmare Mountain has decreased, there are many cruel and powerful people among them.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at the scene quickly, his eyes deep.

The Black Dragon Sha swiftly blew away from a distance, and in just a few breaths, it was already in front of everyone!

Everyone looked at Yanzhaoge subconsciously, hoping that Yanzhaoge could have a way to let everyone tide over the current difficulties again!

Previously, in the place where the stone pillar was buried, it was possible to disperse the black dragon evil in one fell swoop, relying on the distorted and bombardment of the weather power of the West Great Desert, and at the same time, the mysterious power artistic conception emerged in the stone pillar.

This method cannot be repeated.

In a short time, even if Yan Zhaoge immediately buried the stone pillars in the desert, he would not have time to turn around again.

But this does not prevent this time, the big guy takes Yan Zhaoge as the backbone and has high hopes for it.

Yan Zhaoge’s eyes swept across everyone again, took a deep look at everyone, and said: “Everyone, move closer to me first, don’t go away.”

When everyone heard the words, they immediately moved closer to Yan Zhaoge.

“Elder Li” and “Yao Shan” bear the brunt!

The two of them moved closer to Yan Zhaoge, while pretending to look back at the hurricane that struck, they were always secretly observing Yan Zhaoge’s left and right!

Panpan, who was even bigger than an ordinary elephant, was guarding behind Yan Zhaoge at this moment.

And Ahu, as usual, guarded behind Yan Zhaoge like a door god.

“Elder Li” a cold light flashed in his pupils: “This time is different from the last time!”

The corner of his eye swept away, and he saw the youth company camp, staring at the back of the young girl Junluo at this moment.

The company bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and he didn’t know that he had bleeding on his lips.

In his eyes, he only saw Jun Luo approaching Yanzhao Ge with an expression of joy, trust, admiration, admiration and even worship.

How he hoped that Jun Luo could have such an expression when he looked at him.

Since childhood, the company has not been loved and cared by family members, lacks love, lack of security, and is always bullied by family peers.

Only when he met Jun Luo, the other party never looked down upon him, and recently took the risk of saving his life in the West Great Desert.

As far as Junluo is concerned, it may just be the communication between friends.

But for Lian Ying, he got the care and warmth from her that he had never had before.

It’s just that he still wants more!

There is always fear in his heart, if not more and more, maybe it will be less and less.

With a somewhat morbid distortion, he made him want to catch that Keren, the only light in his life, out of control.

He could not see that she paid too much attention to others or ignored herself.

Every young man close to Junluo will be regarded as a potential opponent, including his brother Liancheng who is sick and pitiful with him.

It even included the man who was in front of him, as if a god descended from the earth.

Master Guangcheng, Yan Zhaoge!

The gap between the two sides is really too big.

He is just a concubine who lives in the bottom of Shazhou Lian’s family and can’t see the day before.

Shazhou Lianjia is no more than a second-rate force under the rule of the Xiaofengjian faction.

The Xiaofeng Sword Sect is just one of the forces under Guangcheng Mountain to dominate the borderless territory.

One of the many principal elders of Guangcheng Mountain is the first worship of the Xiaofeng Sword Sect.

One of the many deacons and elders of Guangcheng Mountain is that even the head of the family must be regarded as the guest of honor.

But Yan Zhaoge, at a young age, can already make the chief elder of Guangcheng lower his eyebrows and make the elder deacon bow down!

The gap with his company is more than one sky and one underground?

He knew that Junluo’s adoration of Yanzhaoge was more likely to be a sentiment of admiration, rather than affection between men and women.

But even so, when he saw the two talking happily, he still felt as if thousands of poisonous snakes were biting together!

Jun Luo and himself had never talked like that before.

Luo Luo… the name Yan Zhaoge put on his lips, he had dreamed of countless times, but he stopped at his lips, and couldn’t say it.

Why… Why is the gap between people so big?

When Lian Ying watched the conversation between Yan Zhaoge and Jun Luo, he felt for the first time that he was so far away from the only light in his life!

“This can’t work! What about Young Master Guangcheng? Young Master Guangcheng can’t take you away either!” Lian Ying bit his lip.

A sickly pale smile appeared on his face, suddenly he drew a black short sword and pierced it into his arm!

The blood dripped down, into the yellow sand, and the sand was suddenly white!