This quicksand god Tosba is powerful and can drive away other gods' powers from the entire desert.

However, the killing is too heavy and the good deeds cannot be obtained, and the good ending will not be achieved.

But this is also the usual encounter of desert gods. In the myths and legends that have spread in Kamala, there are dozens of god names that have appeared, but in the end, the only one who can rule this desert is the only one who can rule the desert.

After thinking for a while, Yang Chenyu had to be afraid secretly. To be honest, from the memory of the God of Quicksand, Yang Chenyu could know that although the God of Quicksand was only the position of Jin Zhidi, his power was specialized in killing, and his strength was not inferior to those of the weaker righteous gods in the upper four divisions in the Eastern Heavenly Court.

From this we can see that although the strange gods do not practice immortal methods and only absorb the power of faith, their strength is no less than that of the gods in the Eastern Heavenly Court.

No wonder, the Eastern Heaven has expanded its power to the West several times over thousands of years, but ultimately failed. This is not impossible, but it is just a little scruple.

It can be said that the giant scorpion is simple-minded and cannot exert the power of the quicksand Jinhuang position. Otherwise, even if he can kill the giant scorpion, he may end up losing both sides.

After reviewing the gains and losses of his trip for a while, Yang Chenyu turned his gaze on the giant scorpion.

Now the giant scorpion has surrendered to him. If he is with him, it may be a little bad. It would be fine to scare mortals. If he causes some trouble, it would be a little bit more of a loss.

Perhaps he felt the gaze of Yang Chenyu falling on him. The giant scorpion cried several times, as if he understood what Yang Chenyu meant, and a black mist emanated from his whole body covering him.

A slight sound came from the black fog. A few breaths passed in a flash, and the black fog dissipated. The giant scorpion that appeared in front of Yang Chenyu shrunk to the size of an ordinary scorpion. If it weren't for the pure black body of the giant scorpion, it would be easy to be confused with the ordinary scorpion.

Yang Chenyu stood up from the golden throne, reached out and sucked the black scorpion into his hand, and walked out of the palace.

The palace of the God of Quicksand Tosba has been completely destroyed. Apart from some residual divine light, it has no more value to Yang Chenyu.

As for the palace of the desert god Dolani, as the supreme god on this land, even if his glory is not as good as the Eastern Heavenly Court, even if he no longer exists in this world. However, the remaining means of protecting the palace were not something that Yang Chenyu could crack.

"Catch it!" After walking out of the palace, Yang Chenyu raised his right hand. A phantom of the sand land appeared in the air. Suddenly, the divine light remaining in the small palace was like a swallow returning to the nest, leaving, forming a piece of shining golden light that was thrown into the shadow of the sand land.

After receiving all the divine light, Yang Chenyu walked out of the underground palace without any nostalgia, followed the passage to the ground, waved his right hand lightly, and the quicksand land rolled in, flooding the passage.

"Cloud comes!"

Yang Chenyu shouted lightly, and a cloud of mist gathered. He held his feet and flew towards the west.

It was not until the national border that Yang Chenyu pressed down on the clouds, landed on the sand with his feet, and let out a clear sarcasm.

The clear chant was like a dragon's roar, endless. After a while, a fierce sound of hoof strikes came from a distance. A pure yellow camel rushed over. After seeing Yang Chenyu, he happily slid over and drew an arc in the air.

Yang Chenyu hurriedly avoided, slapped the camel on the head, and cursed with a smile: "You foodie, now you have some skills, and you will show off."

That's true. A camel can pass by twenty or thirty meters in the air and cross the air. No matter who is in the eyes of anyone, she will not be an ordinary camel.

Yang Chenyu didn't want to cultivate a monster. As for the moment, it's very good. It's a great blessing for Xiao Huang to be like this.

Riding on the camel, Yang Chenyu left the Kamala border leisurely. Compared with the heavily guarded Yanhuang border, Kamala's border basically has no garrison power. On the long border, there is no national armed guard except for a few outposts.

After all, Kamala is too poor. In such a place, not many people are willing to smuggle over. Should they run over and suffer?

The more you left Kamala, the more you went west, the connection between the sand in Yang Chenyu's spiritual pool and the desert became weaker and weaker. This is the same principle as the Bashe Mountain Fuzhao, which is exactly the disadvantage of the divine position.

Compared with Qi Refiners who practice their own enlightenment, gods have the advantage of growing their strength very rapidly. No matter whether you were Azhu or an ordinary person or an animal monster before, as long as you gain the position of gods and establish a group of faith in the mortal world, your strength will grow leaps and leaps as the incense of faith continues to gather.

This kind of divine position has a very close relationship with the heavenly way where it is located. Once it leaves that world, the strength of the divine position will quickly weaken as it is far away.

However, this kind of divine position is not a completely undesirable model for Yang Chenyu. At least Yang Chenyu can understand a lot of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth from this kind of divine position changes.

This is the third day after leaving Kamala. Walking on the mainland bridge, what Yang Chenyu feels is another kind of style.

The continental bridge is a land passage connecting the two major plates. Although it is called the continental bridge, it only refers to its purpose. In fact, it is a continuous prairie.

On this grassland, there are small countries scattered. They fight each other, and their territory changes from time to time. Sometimes, people even stand up with guns and announce that they have created a new country.

Since ancient times, this place has been known as the world's powder keg. In such a chaotic environment, even the local natives will not know what country they belong to tomorrow.

Yang Chenyu had already learned a lot of news about this from the Internet. In his opinion, it was completely a fight between children.

A war, ranging from thousands to dozens, is simply a farce in the eyes of the people of a great country.

Just think about it, there are too many people in Yanhuang, and there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in a county. Here, a small country can only have hundreds of thousands at most, and even some tribes with only thousands of people dare to call themselves the country.

Shortly after entering the mainland bridge, Yang Chenyu encountered a battle that claimed to be the battle to destroy the country.

Of course, the total number of people participating in the battle was only a few hundred, and the scene was very fierce, the rifles were smoked, bullets flew everywhere, and the explosions continued. Although the strongest weapon was just several old-fashioned war defense cannons, Yang Chenyu hid himself after discovering the battle.
Chapter completed!