Ye Feng was meditating, waiting for Lao Qintou to call out for his change of guard, when suddenly his heartstrings moved, and he heard the streamers outside the tent hunting, and there was a howling wind in mid-air.

Hiss, the tent was actually cut by a few grains of iron sand, revealing tiny cracks.

It's not good, it's windy.

Ye Feng became nervous, this is not an ordinary desert, even if it is an ordinary water and desert, it is probably very dangerous to encounter a sandstorm, not to mention the devil desert here.

In the wind and sand blown by the strong wind, there are a large number of dark iron filings, like a grain of dark iron hidden weapon, this kind of canvas tent will soon be torn to pieces in the strong wind.

Xiaobai also began to scream, it was hit by a lot of dark iron fragments, but its skin is thick and thick, its defense is strong, it is invulnerable, and it is not afraid of dark iron fragments at all.

But the shards of the darkiron made it impossible to stay quiet outside the tent.

Ye Feng hurriedly walked out of the tent, and the sand and rocks began to fly outside, the weather was gloomy, and there were constantly fragments of dark iron, flying like knives, tearing the tent behind Ye Feng.

Old Qin Tou and Mo Yun were sitting outside the tent, their brows furrowed, the desert storm they were worried about seemed to be coming.

Mo Yun pointed to the sky and said, "Look, Desert Storm. ”

In the distant sky, a black tide was rolling towards this side, it was not a tide, but a sandstorm with countless fragments of black sand and black iron.

Old Qin Tou said helplessly: "What to do, we have no way to stop this sandstorm at all, unless we have a steel castle." ”

Everyone in the tent felt a vision, the tent had been cut by the dark iron shavings in the storm, and no one could rest in peace.

Looking at the sandstorm rolling in the sky, like a flood of embankment, everyone's hearts were raised.

Ye Feng suddenly had a pale yellow bead in his hand, and it was from the immortal prison under the Great Wall that he got the Wind Determination Bead, which was a real immortal weapon, from the fairy world.

The first time I cast an immortal weapon, I don't know what kind of effect this bead will have.

Holding the beads in his hand, Ye Feng felt a warm aura surging from his fingers along his arm towards the godhead.

Because this aura was pure and peaceful, Ye Feng did not use his divine power to resist, and his intuition told him to let this aura pour into the godhead.

When that breath completely poured into the godhead, a mantra flashed in Ye Feng's mind, obscure, with a strange voice, Ye Feng read the mantra according to the pronunciation.

As soon as the mantra was recited, the pale yellow beads suddenly emitted a dazzling light, like a shining lamp, and it was strange that as long as its light covered the range, the wind and waves were calm, and no wind and grass could be felt.

The howling wind, once it encounters the pale yellow light, disappears without a trace, and it can't blow through the light curtain at all.

Ye Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and the wind bead worked.

After getting the Dingfeng Bead, Ye Feng always doubted whether this bead was real or fake, and was worried that if he didn't know how to use it, it wouldn't work.

Now, Ye Feng's heart was in his stomach, and he quickly figured out the use of the Wind Bead, the difference between the immortal weapon and the spirit weapon, in addition to the difference in power, also had a magical feeling.

It seems to be able to penetrate the heart of its master.

Ye Feng stood in front of the tent, holding a wind bead in his hand, a faint yellow light surrounded him and the tent, there was no wind blowing into the light curtain, and no black iron filings cut through the tent.

The overwhelming desert storm was like an endless abyss gradually surging towards Ye Feng, and the light of the Wind Bead was particularly conspicuous in this endless darkness.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Feng and the tent were all overwhelmed by the raging desert storm, but he and everyone who were hiding in the light of the Wind Bead could not feel any wind and grass, and outside the light curtain, the storm was slashed from the edge of the light curtain with black iron filings like countless sharp knives.

The wind gripped the sharp black iron filings, and the light curtain rubbed into dazzling sparks.

Outside the light curtain, the sky and the earth were pitch black, and countless sparks bloomed outside the light curtain like fireworks.

Within the light curtain, everyone was stunned, and their hearts were about to jump out of their throats with nervousness, and they prayed together that the Wind Fixing Bead in Ye Feng's hand could compete with such a powerful desert storm.

Ye Feng's bloodline seemed to be fused with the Fixing Wind Bead Statue, and he could clearly feel that the light curtain was under tremendous pressure, and he was even a little worried that the light of the Fixing Wind Bead would be destroyed by the storm.

The power of the lucky immortal weapon exceeded Ye Feng's imagination, and the frenzied storm hit the light curtain, but it could not break through it.

After about half an hour, the wind gradually decreased, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually receded.

The desert storm disappeared, the sky returned to clearness, and Ye Feng found that there were countless new sand dunes around him, and countless sand dunes had been leveled.

After receiving the Dingfeng Bead, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally survived the catastrophe safely.

The group came out of the tent.

Mo Yun and Old Qin Tou surrounded them with a look of surprise: "Fortunately, Brother Ye has obtained the Wind Determination Bead, otherwise, no matter how high our skill is, even if we have the strength of an immortal, we will not be able to withstand such a powerful desert storm." ”

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, and the grace of the sect master of the leaf to save his life, if the poor monk can return to the Xuankong Temple, he will definitely burn incense and set up a monument for you, and sing praises to virtue. ”

Sister Ajuan smiled excitedly: "Ye Feng, you have another baby, great, we will not be afraid of any strong wind in the future." ”

Grandma Butterfly had a jealous look on her face, she had been staring at Dingfeng Zhu just now, regretting that she had missed it when she was in the belly of the Great Wall Mountain.

After surviving the desert storm, everyone packed their bags and continued to walk towards the hinterland of the Devil's Desert.

Ye Feng looked at the map of the jade slip, at this time, they had almost reached the center of the Devil Desert, this was a place that the ancient martial artists of the Immortal Realm had never been involved in, and no one could go so far.

But now, Ye Feng and the nine of them have done it.

Jiang Yixue took out her mobile phone and took a few photos of everyone as a nostalgia.

Being able to survive several disasters and enter the heart of the Devil's Desert, everyone is secretly happy and proud, but they are also more worried and nervous.

What other dangers could arise in the heart of the Devil's Desert?

Ye Feng confirmed the direction with the jade map: "We have gone deep into the middle of the Devil Desert, but we have not achieved our goal yet, and we have not yet found the Desert Tower. ”

Grandma Butterfly asked coldly, "Does that tower exist?"

"It's really there, this is the news I got from the fairy realm, it was the mystery that the immortal told me, we should be close to it when we get here. ”

Ajuan's group had a proposal: "Since the Desert Tower is nearby, why don't we scatter and look for it, then the chance is greater." ”

"Of course you can, why don't we divide into four groups, Lao Qintou and Mr. Mo in a group, me and Yi Xue in a group, Helen, Sister Ajuan, Yu Lao Er in a group, Grandma Butterfly and Master Wunian in a group. ”

(End of chapter)