Chapter 1097

No matter Gu Fenghua and his party in the holy land of soul or Su Muyun in the holy land of Xuan, they are all so weak in front of the netherworld sandstorm. Let alone now that they are both defeated, even in their heyday, they can't compete with it. Once they are involved in it, they must be crushed to pieces.

"Good luck for you!" Su Muyun made a quick decision, and his sword came back to its sheath and ran in the opposite direction of the netherworld sandstorm.

Although she was not reconciled, she knew very well that even if she could kill Gu Fenghua by chance, her injury would be even more serious. At that time, she would not even have the chance to escape. Even if no matter how she wants to get rid of Gu Fenghua, she doesn't want to put her life together.

Almost as Su Muyun started, Gu Fenghua and others rushed out in the same direction.

The netherworld sandstorm is usually tens of miles or even hundreds of miles wide. If we had noticed it earlier, we still hope to avoid it from the side. However, who could have found it earlier if we had only tried our best before? Now the only way is to run along the direction of the sandstorm, wait for a certain distance, and then avoid obliquely.

Su Muyun and Gu Fenghua, who had been fighting to death before, ran side by side, and no one would worry about the other side's sneak attack. After all, life and death are on the line, and no one dares to make trouble.

All of a sudden, both sides stopped at the same time, and their faces were shocked.

Ahead, a sandstorm surged in, like ten thousand horses galloping.

Two sandstorms of the nether world rush face to face, and Gu Fenghua and others are just in between.

Gu Fenghua and others have been participating in the trial for more than a month, but this is the first time that they have met this situation.

Even if it's just a sandstorm, they can't resist it at all, not to mention being in the middle of two sandstorms.

The worst thing is that these two dark sandstorms appear too suddenly, they are still in Su Muyun's previous ban, crushing the trial token is useless.

"It's over. I'm dead this time." Fang Tianyou sighed and said.

Two netherworld sandstorms are getting closer and closer, and the fine dust has been flapping on the face with the strong wind. There is pain like needle pricking, and the eardrum is almost torn by the sharp wind.

Fang Tianyou knew that soon, they would be submerged by the sandstorm. Perhaps, at that moment, the prohibition under Su Muyun's cloth would be broken, but they would not have the chance to crush the trial token, because at the moment when the border broke, they would be completely engulfed by the netherworld sandstorm and torn to pieces.

It can be seen that Fang Tianyou's determination is much stronger than before. He knows that he will die. Not only did he not make his legs weak, but he even had a helpless smile on his face.

Lorne and others did not speak, but they have given up the meaningless escape.

Xie Youran holds Fang Tianyou's hand in one hand, ye colorless's hand in the other, ye colorless's hand in the other, and Bai Pang's hand in the other

All fingers clench, look is so calm. The way of cultivation is rough and dangerous. It's worth living to die with your best friend.

"Gu Fenghua, you really killed him this time." Su Muyun said anxiously and unwillingly, far from being so calm as Lorne and others. Other people can at least die with their best friend. If they have a companion on the way to huangquan, what does she have?