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The people of the Evil Spirit Demon Sword have similar purposes to Fang Ziyan, and they come together for various reasons.

Some are for revenge, some are for bounty, and some are for the sake of the heavens. In short, it is different.

But one thing is certain that these people will not turn against each other. This is the most basic principle of survival in the desert.

Although Fang Ziyan is not old, she has a great qualifications. Eight years ago, she walked into the desert for the first time and followed a deserted and deserted place, watching the various lifestyles in the desert, and the people around her separated and reunited.

From the first two people to three people and four people, there are now eight people.

And with the death of the desert ranger who was both a teacher and a friend, Fang Ziyan also became the core of this small team.

Eight years ago, Fang Ziyan was just a young girl who was full of passion and only existed for revenge. At that time, although she was better than ordinary masters.

But when she really fought, she couldn't even beat an ordinary sand thief. But eight years later, she could already stand alone, showing her style in both tactics and strategies.

They are like poisonous snakes lurking in the desert. They can ambush in the harshest environment for a month or even longer in order to kill an enemy that is difficult to compete with.

However, this time they were not sure. Fang Ziyan forced herself to suppress the uneasiness and fear in her heart. She could not express her negative emotions.

That would only make things worse, although it is the worst situation now.

The enemies they face are almost an almost invincible group of enemies, and even people... may not be.

A sand castle in the center of the stone forest in the distance is like a demon city, and I don’t know how many monsters are dormant inside.

Fang Ziyan saw with her own eyes that an unknown monster as big as a hill crawled in along the mouth of a sand thief, but the sand thief seemed to have nothing happened.

Not long ago, a team of ignorant rangers started earlier than them.

That team is not unfamiliar with Fang Ziyan. They have had some cooperation, so they are quite clear about the other party's strength and are definitely not under their own team.

The team obviously didn't know how terrifying the enemy they were facing, so Fang Ziyan didn't even have the chance to send a signal, and the team of more than a dozen people was slaughtered.

There was no chance of resistance at all, and the sand thieves just sent two 'men' to fight and it was over.

Apart from adding a few more dried corpses in the desert, it seemed like nothing had happened.

However, Fang Ziyan and others hiding in the dark took all the view. Before that, someone in the team suggested raiding directly at night, but after that, everyone had the intention of retreating, even Fang Ziyan was no exception.

However, the biggest problem before them now is how to escape the territory of the sand thieves occupied by monsters.

Although they can lie dormant under the other person's nose for many days, once there is some abnormal movement, it will inevitably attract the other person's attention, and then there will be endless slaughter.

"I will take the initiative to attack the monsters' sandcastles later to attract their attention, and you will take the opportunity to leave." Fang Ziyan said her thoughts briefly.

The others were silent and did not touch Fang Ziyan's eyes, and had already agreed to this proposal.

Because they didn't want to die, and this was the only opportunity. In fact, a few days ago, they realized that if they wanted to escape this demonic realm, someone needed to make sacrifices.

They are not noble people, they all gather together with various purposes. The only thing that is certain is that they are not bad people, although everyone's hands are more or less covered with some human blood.

Those monsters, Sand Thieves, have demonstrated their strength many times. Even if they are ten times more people now, they will not be able to defeat each other. It is better to keep a useful body and wait for the future to make plans.

Fang Ziyan doesn't like such sacrifices, but now she has to propose such a plan, because it was her idea to come here to take revenge, and the others have embarked on this path of no return because they support her.

Now that we are in danger, of course it is impossible to let others die with her. The black sword in her hand is emitting a faint light that is difficult to detect.

The light was filled with divine light. Inadvertently, a trace of green aura spread out from the black sword and penetrated into Fang Ziyan's breath.

Fang Ziyan suddenly trembled all over, and an unclear image suddenly appeared in front of her, which looked like a projection of something, or some creature that did not belong to the category of humans.

"Hehe..." The image stared at Fang Ziyan and let out a low laugh.

"You...who are you..." Fang Ziyan shivered.

"Ziyan, who are you talking to?" Everyone else looked at Fang Ziyan in confusion, thinking that someone was lurking beside them and was discovered by Fang Ziyan.

Fang Ziyan looked at the image in surprise, then looked back at her companion, pointed to the image and said, "Didn't you see it?"

"What did you see?" Everyone looked at Fang Ziyan blankly.

"They can't see me." The image made an illusory voice: "Because I am you, you are me."

Fang Ziyan's face changed slightly, and she felt calm. She vaguely realized that this image seemed to be some kind of demon that seduced Chen Luo, or a similar person to those monsters.

The image gradually became clear, and Fang Ziyan was shocked that the image was exactly the same as herself.

"You must be very unwilling to give up. You just sacrificed this way for these ruthless companions." The image smiled and swept the so-called companions mockingly.

“No nonsense.”

Fang Ziyan's eyes flashed and she did not say this sentence, but the image seemed to have heard Fang Ziyan's voice and said mockingly: "Am I talking nonsense? You have already agreed with my words in your heart. You are really hypocritical."

"What kind of demon are you, wanting to deceive my heart?" Fang Ziyan has defined that image as a demon at this moment.

"It seems you are not stupid..." The phantom suddenly changed his mind and said with a chuckling.

Fang Ziyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She almost really thought that this shadow was her heart.

At that moment, she almost doubted whether it was really a question about her in her heart.

"Actually I am the sword spirit of this sword." Shadow pointed to the black sword in Fang Ziyan's hand: "The name of this sword is Void. Its favorite food is the soul of hypocritical humans. If you kill these hypocritical humans and kill these humans who are usually called brothers but in the end you ignore, you can greatly enhance the power of Void. Not to mention escaping from here, even if you hold a sword and kill those puppets, it will be easy."

Fang Ziyan couldn't help but tremble. The sword in her hand accidentally came out and she never dared to pick up the black sword again.

"Ziyan, what's wrong with you?" Everyone was wondering whether they were afraid and ready to go back on their word after making a decision? Fear of death is not a shameful thing. They can live long enough not only because their strength is superior, but also because they are more afraid of death than others.

This time, Fang Ziyan did not doubt the phantom anymore. The first time it was a lie, but the second time it must be true.

Fang Ziyan didn't even dare to look back at her companions. She was afraid that she would shake her inner firmness when she took a look.

She was afraid of death, but it didn't mean she could kill these companions who lived and died with her. Looking at the black sword with strange light, she finally picked it up again.

He looked back at his still confused companion, gritted his teeth and snorted: "Get ready, I'm going to do it!"

Before others could react, Fang Ziyan had already raised the black sword and rushed towards the sand castle.

Everyone looked at Fang Ziyan's back in shock, wondering why she was so impulsive and reckless.

Logically speaking, even if she is ready to sacrifice, she should make complete preparations and order everything in advance.

But her reckless move can certainly attract the attention of those monsters, but if she is directly killed, she will probably expose their whereabouts.

However, after all, the former rangers were all experienced and experienced many battles, and soon understood what to do. They silently retreated from the place, and a few black shadows slowly disappeared under the night.

Fang Ziyan's heart was shaken. She knew that if she didn't take action, she would really raise her sword to kill those former companions.

But she didn't do anything after all. Soon the first sand thief occupied by a monster appeared in front of her. She remembered that it was this monster who killed nine people from another Ranger team at that time, including the core of that team.

The lifeless face showed a terrible breath, and a cold and hoarse voice came from its mouth: "Die, die..."

The phantom was still wandering beside Fang Ziyan and sighed: "Why do you have to seek death like this? If you listen to me, you can easily defeat these puppets."

"Don't show up in front of me anymore, I'm determined." Fang Ziyan snorted coldly and devoted herself to the battle.

"What a pity, but it's not entirely impossible. If you want, I can lend you the power."

"What's the price?" Fang Ziyan was stunned and avoided the attack of the puppet in a thrilling manner.

"From now on you, I will occupy your body and erode your soul, and you will become a puppet like these monsters."

The phantom suddenly attached to the body of the sand thief. The sand thief's body paused and lost its movement, but made the sound and expression of the phantom.

"Don't think about it!" Fang Ziyan's idea was very simple. Since they were all going to die, why should they still use the power of this evil spirit? It would be better to die more happily.

Several puppets rushed out of the distance. Their aura was not weaker than the one in front of them. The phantom left the body of the sand thief, and the sand thief launched a crazy attack again.

The attack of this sand thief was not fierce at first, but with Fang Ziyan's continuous resistance, the attack became stronger and stronger. In less than a quarter of an hour, it had been upgraded to level 3, approaching level 8, and it was still increasing.

Fang Ziyan's scalp was already numb. She knew she was doomed and if she allowed this monster to continue to improve.

The sand thieves not far away also joined the battle circle, and their attacks were gradually increasing. It seemed that they could not fully exert their full strength at the beginning, but there was no upper limit.

Suddenly, a light and several breaths of different strengths came from behind, and Fang Ziyan's heart trembled: "They were discovered..."!~!
Chapter completed!