Chapter 1785

Ye QingHan and others moved forward quickly. The storm was so terrible at the moment before it came.

The rocks are uprooted, and the stone debris is as fast as a blade. The world leaders with weaker cultivation can be broken down. Some caravans that have not yet had time to get close to the caravan assembly point are destroyed in an instant, with blood and flesh flying.

Boom!!

Some tamed beasts have thick fur and much stronger defense than humans, but they are also pierced by some stone debris and scream.

Only then did ye QingHan and Jian 13 understand the reason why the two strong masters of Dharma God and devil Zun and Zhang Yingshi were quite afraid of this place.

The four people traveled a long way and walked against the desert Gobi. The weapons in their hands kept breaking stone debris.

Boom!!

Ye QingHan was almost blown away by a strong wind. Tan gold stick directly pierced into the Gobi and rubbed a deep gully.

Jianshisan lost control of his body and looked panic stricken. He grabbed ye QingHan's arm carelessly, and the whole person was pulled out. If ye QingHan hadn't pulled him, his life would have been wasted.

WOW!!

A white silk scarf appeared in Master Zhang Ying's hand. It was woven from ancient gold silk. It was invulnerable to weapons and water and fire. She waved and tied it around ye QingHan and Jian 13's waist.

The golden silk scarf grew infinitely longer, followed by the Dharma God and devil statue.

"Everybody hold on, this silk scarf can support us." Zhang Yingshi said in a voice, but as soon as the voice fell, it was dispersed by the strong wind.

The four people were struggling and kept stepping towards the assembly of the caravan. All of them were tied together and hid behind a high mountain. Everyone inserted their swords into the ground. Even so, some people were pulled away and dissipated into blood in the air.

Hell is just such a scene, bringing only death!

The four people walked forward step by step. They rushed to the back of the mountain after walking for a long time. The strong wind weakened by more than 50%, which had little impact on the four people.

But the Dharma deity and devil Zun and master Zhang Ying did not relax. They said in a deep voice, "now it's just a prelude. The strong wind hasn't started yet. Once it starts, this mountain can't be defended!"

Many people heard this sentence and couldn't help roaring in despair.

There are at least 500 people in the caravan assembly place, hand in hand, locked together by some iron chains. Everyone pierces the ground with their swords, hoping to strive for a glimmer of vitality and more opportunities for more people.

"Four masters, can you come to the middle and help us fix the iron rope? In this way, the loss will be much smaller and the danger of the four masters will be reduced!"

A dignified old man shouted to ye QingHan and others.

The wind blew hard and the sound dissipated.

The Dharma deity and devil Zun looked gloomy and glared at ye QingHan angrily. Finally, he went to the center of the crowd and tied the heads of more than ten iron chains together.

Boom!!

Ye QingHan's flesh was full of green veins. A stick was inserted in the center of more than ten iron chains to suppress them all under the ground.

WOW!!

Ye QingHan swallowed some magic medicine to repair the injury. Although it didn't play a big role, it was better than nothing after all.

Many women are in the central area, and the strong gather outside, but the most important area is the most important, because the four people, ye QingHan and FA shenfa Zun, need to resist most of the power. Without them, none of the caravan could survive.

The wind suddenly stopped, and it was cold and quiet.

"The real sandstorm is coming. Everyone calm down and resist it, and you'll be fine." the Dharma God and devil Zun said coldly.

No one spoke, but his face was blue and purple, and there was no color left.

WOW——————

Just then, a child's cry broke the silence.

The sky was covered by dark clouds. He couldn't see his fingers. Ye QingHan could only feel that the child was beside him, so he stretched out his hand and hugged him.

About four or five years old, I really don't understand why his parents brought such a small child here.

"Lord... You must save him. We really can't protect him..." a woman begged in fear.

Ye QingHan groaned and protected the child in his arms, quietly waiting for the wind to rage and destruction to come.

As if the end of the world had come, the wind blew again. The cold and raging wind was as sharp as a magic knife. Stones were cut off and the mountains were lowered layer by layer. If it goes on like this, the whole mountain will be taken away sooner or later.

"I haven't had any good luck since I met you!"

The Dharma deity and devil Zun was still unwilling and shouted angrily.

Ye QingHan smiled bitterly and was helpless. This kind of thing was not what he wanted to happen. He could only persuade him with good words, "elder, don't be angry. If I can still live, I will make up for it to you."

"I hope so!" the Dharma God and devil zunleng snorted.

Master Zhang Ying shattered his seal and showed his real strength. As expected, he was equivalent to the statue of Dharma gods and demons. Ye QingHan could hardly breathe. She stared at ye QingHan coldly, obviously avenging herself.

Ye QingHan showed a trace of embarrassment, but did not apologize.

"If you live a hundred years later, you will understand what will happen if you offend me!" Zhang Yingshi raised a sneer and threatened fiercely.

Ye QingHan groaned, "let's talk about it in a hundred years. It's a big deal..."

"What's the big deal?" Zhang Yingshi asked coldly.

Ye QingHan said secretly, "it's a big deal to sacrifice your hue and let you play with it for nothing."

But he didn't dare to say that, otherwise Master Zhang Ying would surely throw him into the sandstorm.

WOW————————

Woo woo!!!

The strong wind rose again, rolled up the sandstorm all over the sky, and the fine sand covered the sky like heavy rain, rushing from west to East.

WOW!!!

The Gobi seems to have been cut off. Where the strong wind passes, there is no grass, the Gobi Desert does not exist, and even the mountains are razed to the ground. There are many gullies, and a bare mountain is pulled up again, which is shocking.

Boom!!!

Boom, boom!!

High mountains have been destroyed, and the roar can be heard all the time. They are rapidly approaching here.

Boom!!!

Ye QingHan stamped his foot, and two footprints appeared on the earth under his feet. He was like an old tree. His footwall was nailed to the earth. The tan gold stick exploded into the ground, and the long gun mark in the palm continued to shine. He could be born at any time and cut through the void!

Whew, whew!!

Zhang Yingshi wrapped his golden silk scarf around the iron chain and attached Tan gold stick. The four people were tightly tied together.

At this time, the Dharma God and devil statue seemed to perceive something, and immediately roared, "everyone get down and stick to the ground!"

Everyone immediately fell on the ground, dragging the hilt of the sword with both hands.

In a flash, the sky broke and the earth broke. The mountain in front was directly crushed by the strong wind. The wind blade was like a magic weapon. It almost uprooted the bare mountain and crushed it into powder. It swept over the people's scalp. Some people lying on the periphery were blown up. Divine defense could not play any role. It was crushed as soon as it took off, and there was no time to make a scream.

Wow, wow!

The iron chain was pulled into the void, and immediately more people were pulled into the sky, and the death toll was increasing rapidly!