The disciples of the Qingling Holy Sect were desperate inside and thought they had escaped, but they did not expect that they were still in the formation.

"Young Master Ye, why don't you leave?"

Xia Zhiyu's face changed in surprise.

She found that Ye Qing was still standing beside her, motionless.

There are also disciples from the Dayan Academy, who also did not move at all.

Xia Zhiyu felt warm in her heart.

At critical moments, none of her classmates stayed to help her.

Among the members of the Qingling Holy Sect, she is the strongest. She should stay and stop her as a disciple without any regrets.

However, the indifference of the Qingling Holy Sect made her feel a little disappointed.

It would be fine if the other disciples left.

Ji Qianhe is fully capable and can stay and help Xia Zhiyu.

But he didn't.

Ye Qing and the people from the Dayan Academy are just friends who have met for the first time.

But can stay.

Xia Zhiyu's heart is mixed with all kinds of feelings.

"It is not enough to break the formation and destroy the sand sculpture. I am afraid I need to kill that sand demon!" Ye Qing said in a deep voice.

Just now, Ye Qing was observing.

The power of the sand sculpture is actually maintained by the sand demon!

As long as the sand demon dies, the so-called formation will naturally collapse.

"Boy, you're very smart!"

"Just because of you a group of ants, you want to break the wind-erosion array! You are so whimsical!"

"This is the King of Wind-Eating Sands, killing you is easy!"

The sand demon was rampant and made strange laughs. The eagle form that appeared rushed forward and instantly swallowed two disciples of the Qingling Holy Sect!

The earth fairyland is vulnerable to the wind-eating sand king and can only become blood food!
Chapter completed!