C1233 No Man's Land

Cang Yin was lured onto the shuttle, and she was extremely confused.

"royal father! Lord Ye, High Priests, quickly save Ye Qingfeng! He's looking to die! "

Cang Yin was completely dumbfounded. Ye Qingfeng had brought sher with him to jump out of the forbidden grounds, and after throwing her down, he had directly charged into the sandstorm.

"It's too late!" Now it's all up to the Young Master Ye! "

Dragon Emperor looked at Ye Heladuo who had an ashen face and a sullen face, and comforted him: "Ye Heladuo, Young Master Ye has his own destiny, I will definitely be fine."

The present demons were actually all very curious, why did Ye Qingfeng want to charge into the sandstorm with his life on the line?

He should have been able to escape!

In such a vile environment like the sandstorm, even the Emperor of the Flood Dragon and the others with Eleventh step third heaven would not be able to sense what was inside.

And at this moment, Ye Qingfeng who was at the center of the sandstorm, was safe and sound.

"As I thought, in any tornado like environment, there is still a common point at the center. This place is actually the safest, as long as I keep up with the sandstorm's speed."

Ye Qingfeng muttered to himself. Opening his Heaven Eyes, he started to observe the Rules and Lines in the Sand Dance storm.

The rules of the sandstorm weren't ordinary rules of sand. Rather, they were a mixture of destruction, chaos, corrosion, poison, and thunder. It was terrifyingly complicated.

The most terrifying aspect of natural disasters was the fusion of many natural laws.

The reason why he entered the sandstorm was to steal the secrets of the heaven and earth, he hoped to understand the secret of the sandstorm.

In the past, when ancient Qi warriors viewed the stars and the moon, they had comprehended all kinds of profound magic, and divine gods such as Fuxi, the Turtle Shell, created gossip.

Ye Qingfeng watched for two hours!

When the sandstorm weakened and was about to disperse, he understood!

Weng! *

In the palm of his hand, a miniature sandstorm took shape.

"So that's how it is." Ye Qingfeng smiled in his heart. The biggest benefit of the Sand Dance was not helping Ye Xin win this match, but that he had comprehended the mysterious technique Sand Dance Storm.

Roar!

The storm was scattered. He did not know that he had arrived at the deepest part of the Sand Dance, the Death Desert.

And now, the three High Priests, the Winged Flood Dragon and Ye Heladuo, were all sweating profusely and feeling extremely anxious.

"The sandstorm has dissipated from the inner circle!" But what about the people from Young Master Ye? "

"It can't be …!"

Ye Xin said coldly, "Impossible! The mother and the child are connected; he is still alive. " Of course, she had felt it through that special connection she had with Ye Qingfeng. Ye Qingfeng was still alive.

Seeing the assured look in Ye Xin's eyes, the Dragon Emperor and the others heaved a sigh of relief. They could only continue to observe and search.

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng frowned, he was surrounded.

He was surrounded by a group of sand soldiers. Each of them was holding a trident. The male was tall and sturdy and brave. The female had an excellent figure and was very powerful.

"Welcome, human! Congratulations on entering the most terrifying forbidden area of the Sand Dance! There's no one in the wilderness! "

A cold male voice sounded, and the soldiers separated. A huge man with a leader's appearance appeared, clad in an armor as huge as a mountain. He was a desert demon wolf.

Ye Qingfeng's face became gloomy, he could sense the cultivation realm of the big sized man! A terrifying aura!

SemiGod!

"Human, you can kill yourself now or in half an hour, we'll help you! In order to make you die happily, you can bravely choose the female warriors to play with you. "

"But the time for fun has passed. You can now accept the baptism of death!"

Ye Qingfeng frowned, and laughed: "What if I don't want to die?"