Ye Xiaochuan said to everyone: "It's impossible for you to hide in this corner. You think it's the wind from Middle Earth. The storm in the desert must be filled with yellow sand. It is estimated that after this storm passes, this stone house will be completely blown by the sand."
Bury it, this stone house has no roof, even if you cover your mouth with a cloth, you will probably eat a stomach full of sand."
Ouyang Caiyu said: "Senior Brother Ye, what do you think we should do?"
Ye Xiaochuan took out a shovel from his Qiankun bag, which was an essential tool for him when thinking about crossing the cliff.
He wielded the shovel and quickly dug a sand pit more than half a foot deep. After digging, he said: "Did you see how those Demon Cult disciples resisted the wind and sand in the morning? Dig the pit, the deeper the better. Cultivators are not ordinary mortals.
, even if you are buried under the sand for three to five days, you will not die. I have dug my own pit. You can dig your own. Don't even think about occupying my pit."
Just after saying this, Yang Jiujiu and Ouyang Caiyu hid in the pit and said nothing. Ye Xiaochuan bared his teeth in anger and threw the shovel to Zhao Wuji, asking him to arrange for everyone to dig the hole.
Not taking action yet.
The cultivation of several foreign disciples is extremely high. In just a few moments, they dug out several large and deep sand pits along the corners of the wall. If you lie in them, you will definitely not be blown away by the storm.
Wrap yourself in a blanket. Even if the sand pit is buried into a dune, the masters inside will not die. They can just climb out after the storm passes.
As soon as the sand pit was dug, the surrounding wind became more than ten times stronger, and the sound was like a ghost screaming in the dark night.
Ye Xiaochuan lay on the stone wall and looked far into the distance. He vaguely seemed to see a huge shadow appearing from the southwest, rolling slowly. The scene was like the end of the world. Ye Xiaochuan was shocked. He was still the first
I saw a storm in the desert for the first time. Compared with the storm in front of me, the strong wind in Middle-earth was nothing. Now I finally know how happy the people in Middle-earth are. How can humans stop this storm?
I saw a sky full of yellow sand blown up into the sky by the hurricane. The yellow sand covering the sky formed a sand wall with no top visible. I don’t know how long this sand wall is. I am sure it is not as simple as a hundred miles. It is estimated that it will be at least
It is thousands of miles long.
The terrifying sand wall was like a dark cloud, rolling violently and moving forward quickly. Ye Xiaochuan was very sensitive to the wind, and he even clearly felt that in the sand wall, countless huge tornadoes were coming.
The sand was sucked up to the sky, and bright lights flashed from time to time in the storm, and there was also a clicking sound, which was a tired sound.
Ye Xiaochuan was not the only one lying on the stone wall watching the storm coming. Everyone was lying on it to watch. It was the first time for everyone to see this scene, and their faces changed slightly.
The surrounding wind was really strong at this moment, and the sand wall storm was still several miles away. The surrounding sand had been stirred up by the wind, and hitting people's skin was like hot oil dripping on the body, causing burning pain.
Baili Yuan shouted: "Black sandstorm! It is a black sandstorm formed from the depths of the Jinsha Valley. Everyone, please hide in the sandpit!"
After saying that, she turned around and jumped into the deepest sand pit, wrapped herself in the tiger skin cloak she had robbed from Ye Xiaochuan last time, and lay down in the deep sand pit to be a dead pig.
When other people saw the advancing sandstorm, their faces turned pale with fright, and they all screamed and got into the sand pit.
Ye Xiaochuan did not get in immediately, but now he suddenly felt so excited, wind, this is the power of wind!
Situ Feng is right, wind is formed by the fusion of yin and yang, and the secret of wind is the most mysterious and powerful.
Ye Xiaochuan was thinking in his mind, in this thousand-mile sand wall storm, if he could master the power of such a powerful wind, who else in the world would be his opponent?
There are three levels of the Swift Wind Sword Intent. The first level is the fast sword, just like a violent storm. There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart. Ye Xiaochuan was at the first level of the Swift Wind Sword Intent ten years ago.
But it is more difficult to comprehend the second level of the realm where there is no sword in the hand but there is a sword in the heart.
Ye Xiaochuan's master is four hundred years old and has only reached this level. The only one in the world who has truly reached the third level is Yun Yazi, the sword master who has no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart. All things in the world are turned into swords.
After several years of painstaking research, Ye Xiaochuan has actually touched the threshold of the second level of Sword Intent, the meaning of power.
The first level of Gale Sword Intention is about speed, and the second level is about strength, which means that the sword must not only be fast, but also powerful.
Seeing the huge and boundless black sand storm in front of him, Ye Xiaochuan once again had a brand new understanding of the sword intention of the wind at this moment. If it was just a first glimpse of the meaning of power before, he now has a more intuitive understanding.
Understood. He felt that his strength seemed to have improved to a higher level at such a moment.
At this moment, he really wanted to rush into the violent black sandstorm, draw Wu Feng, and dance his sword against the sky and the earth.
He didn't do this because he was not stupid yet. Looking at the snake-like lightning in the black sandstorm, Ye Xiaochuan's scalp felt numb.
At the same time, Ye Xiaochuan also vaguely realized that the secret of wind can control such a powerful force as lightning and thunder!
Seeing the black sandstorm approaching quickly, Ye Xiaochuan was about to hide in the sand pit to avoid the storm. Suddenly, he felt a little uneasy, as if a strong murderous aura was quickly approaching.
At this moment, the wind and sand were blowing so hard that he could hardly open his eyes, so he had to close his eyes and use his consciousness to see where the murderous aura came from.
However, the black sandstorm that was getting closer was too powerful. As soon as his consciousness penetrated the area of the black sandstorm, it immediately became very chaotic.
An unprecedented fear surged into his heart, and he loudly said to the people wrapped in blankets and pretending to be dead pigs in the sand pit behind him: "Come out, there seems to be something wrong in this storm, there is danger!"
The wind was so strong that the roar of the wind completely drowned his voice, and no one heard his cry.
Ye Xiaochuan's heart was beating faster and faster. He could never be wrong about this feeling of approaching danger, and he could never be wrong about the disgusting smell of blood permeating the murderous aura.
He jumped into a sand pit and pulled up a person who was wrapped tightly in a blanket. He didn't know who it was, but he just felt that it was a woman.
He shouted: "Danger!"
Yang Jiu's head came out of the blanket. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was blown away by the wind and sand and couldn't see anything. He shouted: "Brother, why don't you hide in the sandpit? You must not hide in the sand pit."
Madness breaks out at this time!"
Ye Xiaochuan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. He drew out the Bladeless Divine Sword, and the green sword light immediately illuminated the surroundings. He shouted: "There is something in the sandstorm, and it has a strong murderous aura! I can feel it! Believe me
