Demon’s Diary

Sandjacket Siege

Sandjacket saw this, his eyes sparkled, a violent howl, his lower limbs pressed, he actually stood up like a normal person, his two front paws waved like a phantom, and the lane yellow paws appeared to protect himself in it.

At one time, the black blade shadow flew back and forth, and from time to time it was struck over the claw shadow. The black light yellow flashed, almost submerging the shape of the sand jackal in it.

Just as Sathur wrapped up with the larger sand jackal, the three remaining sand jackals were shaking in shape. They had long hidden the willow ringing in the middle, while the eyebrows flashed and a green light lashed out of the third vertical eye.

Liu Ming's face was slightly cold, the surrounding black gas rolled out, his side flashed one of the first lights, one blurred shape, and he dissipated into three fictitious shadows, two of which were hit by other lights, and the moment when he emitted the "puffy” muffled sound broke away.

The third phantom leaped into the air, his body suddenly falsified, his body under black gas, behind him hallucinated four foggy tigers, his arms curled and all the time.

Suddenly a deafening tiger whistled, and three foggy tigers burst out into the sand jackal.

Time, dusty weather, surfing the air.

“Bang” and "bang” sounded almost simultaneously. Three sandjackets could not be prevented. They were struck hard by three foggy tigers who arrived suddenly. They were shocked to the air and stood still after several successive rolls in the air.

And Liu Ming saw the sandjacket fall, his eyes slightly stirred, and his heart couldn't help but cry out.

These sand jackals are so thick and crude that they can withstand the full blow of their Dragon Tiger Underworld.

But the next moment, Liu Ming was in the middle of the sky, single-handedly pinching the sword, surrounded by a golden light dripping under a circle, a circle of golden sword shadow, as if it were a storm laser, facing the three sand jackals in front of him is a sweep.

Due to the death of their former companions, these sand jackals have long been greatly discouraged by this empty sword. They have seen the sword's light whizz, and they have retreated into hiding.

Even though these sandjackets are fast, however fast the Void Sword is, after a roll of golden sword light, one of them is instantly chopped into seventy-eight pieces.

After dodging this round of swordlight, the remaining two sand jackals suddenly howled and fired two yellow shadows towards Liu Ming.

Liu Ming smiled coldly, single-handedly, flying out of the empty sword under a trembling sword, suddenly divided into dozens of golden swords, the sword light staggered, woven into a golden sword net, and went back and forth another roll.

The two jackals also moaned and were cut into dozens of pieces that fell from the air.

Liu Ming retracted the flying sword with one hand and took a casual glance at another squad not far away.

But seeing the larger sandjacket at this moment, under the ghostly and weird shape of Sathur God and the frequent wave of the black sandblade in his hand, the wounds are all around him, the breath is weak a lot, there is no previous popularity, and obviously a slight retreat has emerged.

But Saturn naturally did not have the opportunity to leave the battlefield in the midst of an unpleasant attack.

Obviously, the sand clans here have quite a set against these sand jackals.

There were also two sandjackets beside the giant sandjacket raging array. After seeing Liu Ming so powerful, he suddenly turned and fled to the distance after a mutual look of fear.

Liu Ming laughed coldly and fluttered in shape. He quickly chased up and punched the nearest sandjacket.

“Boom” sound.

The jackal was immediately struck by a giant fist shadow void, but immediately jumped up and continued to run forward.

But the next moment, the golden sword light broke, circled around the sand jackal, his head rose, and the headless corpse ran off more than a dozen husbands before falling to the ground powerless.

When the last sandjacket saw this, the colour of fear flashed in his eyes, and he drilled into the sand quickly.

At this moment, a black flash came from the other side!

“Pfft”!

When the black light converged, it was seen that the sandjacket had been pierced through the heart by a black sandblade, and had been nailed into the sand. After a little struggle, it stopped bouncing.

It's Sathur, of course. This girl has killed the bigger jackal, then she turns back and strikes in the air!

Liu Ming, although unexpected, listened in a tight shape and recalled the Void Sword.

The white figure flashed, and Sathur appeared next to the body of the beast on the ground, single-handedly pulling the sand blade on the ground, a black red blood column splashed up and spilled on the nearby black sand.

She glanced at the bodies of the other three sandjackets not far away. She glanced slightly surprised at Liu Ming and was about to say something, but there was a hidden cry from the deeper part of the desert., as if there were more sand jackals rushing here.

“No, something big is happening. It's Jacques! We must hurry back to the city.” After Sathur smelled it, he immediately changed his mind.

Although Liu Ming had some doubts in her heart, she naturally would not object, and immediately ran with her towards the oasis.

Shortly after, they arrived at the Sherman Gate.

Looking at it from a distance, we saw that the walls were sometime taller than many others. The people on the walls were moving, and many Sha people dressed up were busy up there. Some were fortifying the walls, while others seemed to be preparing for defensive work, all as if they were imminent enemies.

“It seems that your people have also discovered the movement of the sandjackets.“ Liu Ming's eyebrows whispered softly.

Sathur nodded when he heard the speech, but still frowned.

loud rumbling sound!

The previously closed gate slowly opened a seam, and when Liu Ming and the others flew in, another burst of fire closed again.

“Brother Liu, it seems inevitable that there will be a vicious war here. Let me take you somewhere safer first.” As they stepped into the city, Sathur was relieved and said to Liu Ming with a heavy face.

“No need, I think Miss Bisha knows something about my strength. It shouldn't be a problem to deal with these beasts. Let's go up to the city wall first.” Liu Ming said with a slight smile.

“Brother Liu is remarkable indeed. All right, let's go up and have a look.” After a little silence, Sathur stopped persuading anything.

Then he and Liu Ming climbed the city wall.

At this time, despite the tense face of everyone, order was in order, and the walls acted in an orderly and well-trained manner.

Some of the lower Sha Chinese continue to use their secrets to condense the sand out of the sand behind them, which is constantly thickening the walls, while others, which are quite high, stand at the palm of their mouths, ready to fight.

At this point, the howling noise in the distance was getting closer and closer, and Liu Mingguan looked at the situation in the distance.

But hundreds of feet away in front of the city, a dark sand is flying, and numerous dense and numb black sand heaps are rushing towards the walls.

These sand piles vary in height, with the smaller only half a length tall and the larger two or three.

The sand heap is filled with flying sandstones, dust and dust, and the earth trembles slightly.

Looking at it, there are almost a thousand or so of them.

The number of sandjackets in this group is amazing, even Liu Ming can't help but feel a little numb!

It's really hard to tell if the Sha people can truly defeat the herd of beasts if each of them has the strength to meet several of them.

Far away, several sandjackets did not dive into the ground, but stopped from time to time, making several "owl” howls, seemingly guiding their companion's route.

The sand beasts in the sand heap behind them followed the sound and quickly formed various formations as they proceeded, which appeared to be quite orderly.

Shortly thereafter, these sand jackals and sand piles have appeared about a dozen lengths above the city walls.

Meanwhile, in the black sand, the sounds of "pu” and "pu” echoed, and a pile of sand condensed and turned into a yellow sandy sand goose.

The shapes of these jackals are similar to those of converted sand heaps, varying in size, with the smallest being only five or six feet tall, while the largest being two or three lengths in size.

The overweight repairs were higher, mostly to the condensate phase, while the five- or six-foot tall sand goats only appeared to be repaired during the Spiritual period.

“It's a sandjacket, attack with a sandgun, don't let them near this side.” I don't know who shouted behind Liu Ming.

The Sha people on the walls of the city suddenly strangled the method, and immediately a black-haired sand gun emerged in their hands empty-handed, and after a single order, the sound of "clamor” was loud, and a handle sand gun rolled up a black wind of the storm and the pack of beasts threw wildly.

When the void broke, the sand firearm hit the sand jackal, it burst into a black sand burst and opened. The sky of black sand covered more than a thousand sand beasts, and it was not possible to see what was happening there for a while.

“Miss Sha, although the number of these sandjackets is huge, they are not high. There are also several strong crystallizers in the nobility. It shouldn't be difficult to repel them. Why is it such an enemy state?” Seeing this, Liu Ming turned his head and asked Sathur.

“As Brother Liu must have seen before, these sand jackals, though not tall, are not only naturally massive, extremely fast, but also sturdy and incredibly defensive, combined with extracting sand and earth energy for their own recovery, so if you can't hit the head or heart area, it's very hard to kill them. Our Sha clan also has only a handful of mysteries to inflict deadly damage on them! Over the years, our Sha tribes have long killed and crushed countless sand jackals, but every time, no matter how many they kill, every other time they regain their vitality, and when the number surges to a certain extent, they gather again to impact the oasis. In such circumstances, how could our people not take these beasts seriously?” When Sathur spoke of it, his voice paused.

“Oh, has there ever been a precedent in that nobility that couldn't stop the shock of the jackal wave?” Liu Ming heard this place, frowned and asked again.