Chapter 1962

In the storm, there is a breath of old.

Unfortunately, many people don't understand what all this means?

Only a few people can feel it.

Only young and strong people like he Zhenyao, Cheng Xueyi and the ancestors of the east island can know where this breath comes from.

Qin Mu once felt the same breath in the time universe.

It is a distant, I don't know how many years have passed.

Maybe they are brought by the ancient strong from the long river of history.

Storms are rampant in the desert, which is not like the power of nature at all.

because even if there are storms at ordinary times, they will pass quickly and return to calm.

But the persistence of today's storm is chilling.

It has been shrouded in the sky, issued a sharp whistling.

Some timid people have been trembling with nervousness for a long time. Only Qin Mu, the strong ones, can't bear to go out and try.

Qin Zhong said, "don't act rashly, don't be impulsive."

Yes, it's safe for the time being. There's no need to fight against nature.

But Qin Mu felt something was wrong with them, "this is definitely not a simple storm."

He Zhenyao said to Qin Mu, "when do you think it will blow?"

Qin Mu said, "I don't know. It's important to protect others."

Cheng Xueyi's face was nervous. "Did you notice anything?"

"I don't think it's a problem."

Qin Mu said, "it's true, but we can't stop it."

Old Cheng said to everyone, "you'd better wait for the result of the old beggar, master and apprentice."

So it seems.

Wind and sand are constantly piling up in the big formation, like sea waves.

Those yellow sands, all over the big array.

Someone exclaimed, "no, we're going to be buried here."

Old Cheng and the doctor's face changed greatly. How could it be like this?

This is not like a sandstorm, but more like a premeditated one.

The ancestors of the East Island finally couldn't help it. "I'll meet this ghost."

"Who on earth is doing this in the dark?"

He strode out into the storm.

Qin Mu's face was awe inspiring. It was too late to stop him.

Maybe he was a little embarrassed. It was his idea to come here to worship the emperor.

now all the people of the nine nationalities are here. Suddenly, he was so suspicious.

But Qin Mu didn't think so. If he had the ability, he would not be beaten to surrender.

Watch him rush out of the void and fight against the storm.

But a strong man like him has no fear at all. The storm can't swallow him.

Qin Mu stood at the height of the array and saw the yellow sand coming from all sides. He was also a little uneasy.

Today's imperial mausoleum is like an aircraft carrier, sailing alone in the sea.

There were storms all around, and the waves kept coming.

Once these sandstorms are over, everyone will be buried here.

Whine -

the wind over the desert whines.

East Island ancestors rushed to the storm, hoping to stop the storm with their own strength.

However, compared with the huge storm, his strength is so weak and helpless.

Seeing this, Qin Mu yelled at him, "come back!"

The other side had to go back to the battle, "master, I feel a strong breath from ten thousand years ago."

"I don't understand why they came to the imperial mausoleum."

Qin Mu said, "you don't have to waste your strength. We have to keep our strength. In case of an accident, so many people are bound to suffer."

The other side said, "what should we do? Are we always so passive?"

there are more than ten sand dunes in the sky.

Oh, my God!

Is such a huge sand dune going to bury everyone here?

Qin Zhong yelled, "be careful, everyone. The storm is about to enter the battle."

Plop -

over there, there is another torrential sand wave.

The sand waves on all sides, one wave higher than the other.

God, what's going on?

Is this going to lift up the whole desert?

The sand waves on all sides rush to the middle, which is absolutely not the power of nature.

It is clear that someone is coming to the imperial mausoleum.

"Ah -"

seeing the sand waves all around, someone screamed out of control.

Qin Mu and others are also shocked. Is the big array going to lose its function?

If so, it would be miserable.

Maybe these people can save 10, 100, but not so many?You know, there are hundreds of people here.

Open up the little world!

This thought flashed through Qin Mu's mind.

If we can put all these people into the small world, we may be able to escape.

But so far, there is no condition for people to survive in xiaotiandi.

It's not good to smother them all in case of bad control.

When Qin Mu hesitated, another bigger sand wave emptied.

The sand wave is as high as 100 meters, completely covering the whole array.

They were all in a panic. Qin Mu couldn't care more. He was about to let them enter the small world.

The earth trembled violently.

As if something was going to rush out of the ground,

many people were unstable and fell one after another.

Qin Zhong and others are extremely anxious, "protect others!"

Cheng Xueyi, he Zhenyao and others dare not neglect.

One after another, they tried their best to resist.

Boom -

suddenly, there was a loud noise on the ground.

The whole mausoleum trembled even more.

At the foot, it's really like something broke out of the ground.

Everyone was terrified and panicked.

Some timid people simply despair, the sky, sand shrouded.

Underground, the earth trembles.

Is it the end of the world?

As soon as the yellow sand empties from the sky, the whole array will be buried.

The shaking of the ground became more and more intense. With the sound of clattering, a wave of air surged into the sky.

In the air waves, there is a dazzling light.

The light, the golden light, is boundless.

I saw it break through the surface, straight into the cloud night.

There was a click in the dark cloud, as if something had been broken.

The huge light column stunned countless people.

The light column of shenmang is full of peace.

Among the dragon pillars, nine dragons can be seen.

The spirit of dragon!

"Look, look, this is the dragon's pulse."

A lot of people cried out excitedly.

That's right. That's the dragon's pulse.

Old beggar, they made it.

They were so excited that they hugged and danced together.

Sure enough, after the dragon's pulse came out, the sand waves were pushed out by a huge force.

The dark clouds over the imperial mausoleum were also dispersed by the dragon's pulse.

The pillar of light is bright and boundless, surrounded by Kowloon on the pillar of light, lifelike.

At that moment, I don't know how many people were fascinated.

Qin Mu also noticed that these surrounding dragon shadows seemed to be similar to the dragon totem.

Maybe everything in the world can't do without the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint.

The air of the Dragon burst out of the earth, and the dark clouds soon dispersed.

The surrounding sand dunes have calmed down, but the whole desert has changed beyond recognition.

Sunshine, shining down again, scorching the desert.

It was as if everyone had passed through hell.

A long time after the storm subsided, they still had a lingering fear.

Qin Mu and others rushed out of the battle and saw a huge white human bone on the messy sand dune from a distance.