At this time, the beast tide also noticed that the sandstorm was approaching, and became even more restless.
There is nowhere to hide in this plain, only the rock formations or the mountains are safe havens. But both of them are behind the Thunder Beast!
The environment in the Fu Realm is extremely harsh, and this kind of sandstorm is unfriendly to all living things. If they want to survive, they must rush to shelter as soon as possible!
Under the pressure of the endless sand wall behind them, the beast tide directly charged towards the Thunder Beast Nest. At this point, they did not need the "encouragement" of those monsters at all.
No matter how powerful the Leiqing Orcs were, they could not withstand their overwhelming opponents and were beaten back steadily.
But behind is the nest, and they can't escape.
The Lei Qing Behemoth Lord roared loudly, and almost everyone stood up.
The two giant pillar-like front feet hit the ground heavily.
Another thunder wave shot out, this time it rushed in all directions, but the scope did not spread, only covering the entire nest.
That dazzling blue light mask is particularly eye-catching in the dim world.
The other thunder beasts turned around and got into the barrier, with their heads facing outward and their tails facing in, forming a defensive circle with their thick bodies.
As soon as He Lingchuan saw this formation, he knew that they were defending something.
However, the scope of the barrier is limited after all. Only a hundred of the two hundred thunder beasts can stand inside, and the rest can only stay outside the boundary.
They had no choice but to turn around and face the surging beast tide, letting out their final roar.
They are also one of the tribe's lines of defense.
The roar reached the high ground and became even more solemn and solemn. But the hunters no longer cared about watching the excitement and rushed towards the rocky mountains behind.
Although the battle ahead is exciting, your own life is the most important.
This mountain has been sculpted by wind and sand over the years, and holes have been carved out like honeycombs. Although there are no deep caves, it is already the best shelter for everyone.
All they had to do was quickly turn to the leeward side of the mountain and find a suitable hole.
But several teams looked heavy and worried.
The beads they collected were not enough, and they were afraid that some people might not be able to survive the sandstorm.
At this time, a hunter came out, carrying a small bag: "Here are fifty beads. I can exchange them for pumice stones at three to one. Does anyone want them?"
No matter how scarce the supplies are, there will always be people who are rich and lazy.
Others angrily said: "Three to one, you are really evil!"
Shu beads are everywhere in the Buddha Realm and are easily available. This guy dares to exchange three of them for pumice stones?
How can you open this mouth?
"Three to one, three to one, some are fast and some are slow." The hunter ignored them, "Who wants it? The price of the next batch has increased!"
Before he finished speaking, He Lingchuan grabbed a small bag and said, "I want them all!"
Although the Chiyan people thought it was expensive, He Lingchuan had a special status and they really lacked the pearls, so they donated their money one after another, and within a few seconds they had collected the pumice stones needed for the transaction.
The colors of these pumice stones vary from dark to light, and the total price is about 150 grades. He Lingchuan doesn't bother to care about the life and death of other people. Of course, his own team will give priority to ensuring it. What's more, there are two powerful men fighting against each other below, and there are plenty of pumice stones to pick up after the sandstorm.
, it’s really a good deal to exchange it for life-saving items now.
If you are willing to give up, you will gain something. Unfortunately, most people cannot turn around in a short time.
If you sell a hundred and fifty grade pumice stone to Lingxu officials on a regular basis, you can make a fortune immediately.
In the blink of an eye, the money was gone, and the hunter smiled from ear to ear, took out another pocket and said: "Thirty gargle beads, two to one pumice stone, who wants it?"
This time it was two to one.
He Lingchuan shook his head and said to his teammates: "Let's go and find a good place to squat."
There are deep and shallow holes in the leeward direction, so if you go early, you can pick them early.
The good positions were almost all picked out, and there was an endless stream of newcomers. The Chiyan people couldn't choose carefully, so they crawled into a nearby grotto, one foot deep and two feet wide, like a big grinning mouth.
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The depth was not quite enough, but no one complained, so they got in and started setting up the formation.
The Caohai event has been held for hundreds of years, and the players have used their bloody lessons to buy sets of preparations. At present, the best way to deal with sandstorms is the wind-fixing magic circle.
The Chiyan people brought a set of nine bronze talismans, which were placed in the cave according to the directions. Once activated, the hurricane attacks on the cave could be greatly weakened.
Of course, this consumes Xuan Jing. The stronger the wind, the greater the consumption of the formation.
Speaking of Xuan Jing, He Lingchuan thought of the flower and fruit greenhouse given to him by the Ke family for growing melons and harvesting melons. It is a pity that this treasure cannot be stored in a storage ring during the cultivation period, otherwise it would be great to bring Buddha Realm hair-stimulating rinse beads.
While helping to set up the formation, He Lingchuan was distracted by watching the high ground.
Most of the team had already found a place to take shelter from the wind, and some agile Danube beasts also jumped up and occupied the cave together with the hunters.
As for the hunter selling beads, the second bag of beads was also sold out.
If He Lingchuan was him, he would just accept it after seeing him well. Unfortunately, this man took out another bag of gargle beads, this time there were ten beads, and asked to exchange them for pumice stones.
The remaining teams were impatient and saw that Team Zhou and others had already found a hole to hide and would not interfere with their deal, so they simply took action to snatch it.
There were a total of twelve people in the two teams, and they were fighting fiercely.
Seeing this, the third team exchanged glances and joined in.
At the moment of life and death, no one holds back.
In just a few dozen seconds, three people died and seven were injured.
That hunter was lost to everyone. At least three or four people attacked him at the same time. He died within ten breaths. Two of his teammates also died. The rest surrendered under the siege and handed over all the belongings of the deceased.
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Including gargle beads, pumice stones and all survival supplies.
He Lingchuan was watching in the cave, silent, his face dim in the dim light.
The reactions of other participating teams were exactly the same as his.
There are too many monks and too little food, and this is the situation in the end.
Someone must become the price so that others can survive.
This time the brawl lasted very short, because the sandstorm was already approaching. All the living people rushed into the grotto against time, and there were only three corpses left outside.
Then, the sandstorm came.
He Lingchuan also experienced sandstorms in the original world, but compared to the one in the Fu world, he was like a dog next to a giant elephant.
The sky is covered with wild sand.
All the close-ups, middle-grounds, and long-range shots were gone. He Lingchuan could only see the swirling sand, and in his ears could only hear the roar of wind and thunder.
The sky and the earth are yellow, is this what it means?
He also saw purple-red electric balls, bent into random shapes in the sandstorm.
In the cave, the nine bronze talismans of Gufeng are all emitting a dull white light.
The barrier divided the inside and outside into two worlds. Although the Chiyan people hiding in the cave had their beards and hair messed up, they were not the same as the outside world. He Lingchuan saw with his own eyes the three corpses on the ground, which had been washed and polished by several rounds of wind and sand.
, the clothes rotted first, then the skin, muscles...
In just a quarter of an hour, the corpse was ground by the wind knife grinding wheel until only a few bones were left. When the wind blew, the bones scattered and floated to who knows where.
He Lingchuan secretly felt helpless in his heart. This sandstorm was so violent that it was almost as powerful as the Ziwu Kamikaze of Feng Mo Mountain!
A teammate stood up and said, "I'll keep watch while you adjust your breathing!"
No one was being pretentious, they checked the beads and started to meditate and adjust their breath.
During the storm, nothing else can be done.
Pay close attention to adjusting your breath, which can relieve the fatigue of the long journey and restore your physical strength. After all, tracking the beast tide under conditions of three times more gravity is inherently a high-intensity physical activity.
After this storm has passed, everyone will go down to clean up the battlefield. There may still be a fierce battle.
Secondly, adjusting the breath into concentration can slow down breathing and save gargle beads. Originally, eight beads were needed every hour, but now maybe only six or even five are enough. What is saved is life.
Everyone takes turns, changing shifts every quarter of an hour.
Although the strong wind is causing trouble and there is a restricted area outside the cave, who knows if anyone can get through and steal things? The sentry still has to do his duty.
Now the Chiyan people have 352 gargle beads, and if they are full, they can last for five hours.
At least we can hold on until the sandstorm is over.
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Outside the cave there is nothing but vast yellow sand, and time passes extremely slowly.
He Lingchuan finally experienced how unfriendly the Buddha Realm was to visitors from the human world. Here, even the breath adjustment had to be interrupted every quarter of an hour. He was not willing to use the Xuan Jing, and only swallowed the small pills refined from the Emperor's Flow Serum.
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
The sandstorm shows no signs of abating.
Everyone's heart sank: Oh no.
Where in the world is the weather so easy to predict?
By the time the wind began to weaken significantly, the sandstorm had lasted for three and a half hours!
The wind speed outside the cave decreased and visibility increased.
Everyone covered their faces with turbans, covering their mouths and noses, and rushed out before the wind and sand stopped completely.
Time is life. How can those who dare to enter the Buddha Realm be so squeamish?
He Lingchuan ran through several caves and saw blood stains and dead people inside -
Some teams didn't have enough beads, and the sandstorm was unexpectedly long. So it was inevitable that they would have to eliminate themselves in the cave.
Each person needs thirty or forty beads, but if he dies, these beads will be equally divided among his teammates, and everyone's hope of survival will increase.
This may be a tough multiple-choice question, but one death is better than the whole family, right?
The Chiyan people felt sad when they saw it, but at the same time they were secretly grateful to He Lingchuan.
Thanks to his earlier decision to buy the beads, no one had to make this choice.
What's a little pumice compared to life? There's plenty down there!
At this time, the strong wind was still blowing, but its power was far less than before. Everyone used their energy to protect themselves and could barely cope with it.
Seeing the scene in the wilderness, someone couldn't help but whistled for a long time:
"I'll be a good boy!"
After enduring three and a half difficult hours, those who survived deserved a reward. But no one expected that the reward would be so generous!
The strong wind has basically passed through, and corpses are strewn in front of the stone formation!
The corpses of Danube beasts were piled up into a mountain, layer upon layer, almost filling the entire rock formation. Most of them were covered by the wind and sand, and only their outlines were exposed, like a donkey rolling with soybean powder sprinkled on it.
Even though the hunters in Lingxu City were well-informed, they were still stunned by the grand scene of death in front of them at this moment.