Chapter 379: Huangquan Dao and Yinhu
Whew!
The wind howled, the sandstorm filled the sky, and the fist-sized gravel swelled up, accompanied by the sand and dust swirling, and in an instant merged into one and became a part of this natural disaster.
The sand and dust of the heavens and the earth, like a doomsday disaster, obscured the heavens and the earth, and seemed to open the curtain of hell, making people feel terrible.
"Ah......h
With a miserable scream, a warrior on the edge of the team, along with the camel beast, was instantly swept into the sandstorm.
What is terrifying is that with the endless sand and dust dissipating, the blood mist dissipates in an instant, and the white bones of Sen Sen didn't even hold on to half of their breath, and turned into sand and dust and flew up.
"Everyone listen to the order, take care of your mind, protect your body, don't panic!"
In the midst of the majesty, the rolling majestic coercion was released, although it was not enough to resist the terrifying heavenly might, but it could also slightly offset the fear in everyone's hearts.
Compared to the natural sandstorms, manpower is too small, even insignificant.
The team of hundreds of people seems to be huge, but in the natural sandstorm, it is still like ants, Yu Yu moves forward, and there are screams from time to time.
"Adults save me......"
Accompanied by the warriors recruited from the periphery, screaming one after another, one by one the warriors or camel beasts were consumed into powder by the sandstorm.
"Humph!"
In the angry snort, several boundless rays of light filled the air, which actually wrapped most of the team and blocked the sandstorm attack.
But those outside the scope of Guanghua are not so lucky!
After the outer warriors died, it was soon the turn of the elite cavalry in the middle, even if it was a predator who had been tempered by life and death, it was difficult to be indifferent in the face of death.
In particular, this rolling natural disaster has profoundly made everyone realize their own weakness.
"Let me in!"
"Please, my lord!"
"I don't want to die, I still have ...... at home"
The mood of collapse and despair spread among the ranks, and the cries and pleadings were endless, and finally gradually stopped as most of the people in the middle died.
But the sandstorm whimpering in his ears, like the cry of a ghost, lingered for a long time, as if it was imprinted into his bones.
The people in the middle, from the initial unbearable to pity, and then to numbness and ignorance, watched the companions who had been with each other day and night for half a month in less than half an hour.
The terrifying scene of the body disintegrating into flesh and blood powder again and again is unforgettable!
"Whirring ......"
Until the pressure on the body is light, the sky is bright in front of them, and everyone is panting roughly, all of which are filled with the meaning of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.
Even if he has been under the protection of the half-step innate powerhouses, he can face the terrifying pressure of natural disasters, and he still has an unreserved effect on his mind.
This kind of pressure, if it weren't for the fact that they were all determined to be third-grade martial artists, I am afraid that they would collapse directly!
But even so, the team of hundreds of people only survived a third at this time, less than one hundred and fifty people!
"Lord Wang, do we go directly now, or do we ......?"
Lin Zhengfeng's old face could not hide his exhaustion, but his eyes flashed with excitement.
"Let's go over directly, no surprise, Huangquan Road has been opened!"
Yang Chen looked at the sky, swept over everyone expressionlessly, and finally landed on an old man with a gloomy face and white hair and said, "Taifu Shen, the next thing will be handed over!"
"Don't worry, the prince is here, and those thieves will never be able to pass!"
That old man, who was the prince of the dynasty, was in Shangjing before, and almost killed Lu Chuan's Shen Minghu, who was also Shen Ruhui's father and Shen Wuji's grandfather.
"Grandpa, you have to be careful!"
Shen Wuji said a little uneasily.
"Haha!"
Looking at the only remaining grandson, the handsome face full of fortitude and stability, Shen Minghu was relieved and said in a deep voice, "Go, there is your chance in it, the future of the Shen family is all on you, don't let me down!"
"Hmm!"
Shen Wuji took a deep breath and turned to follow the team that had already been prepared.
"Everyone, take a good rest, if nothing else, there will be a bloody battle!"
Shen Minghu said loudly.
"Shen Lao rest assured, it's just a group of chaotic ministers and thieves, and I don't care about it!"
"Haha, let's wait for work, no matter who he comes, he will definitely die!"
"It's a pity that there is no ...... alcohol"
Although the aura of the dozens of warriors was sluggish, their momentum was not weak at all, and they were not even affected much, and after laughing, they each took out the recovery pill.
But they didn't see the sneering coldness that flashed in Shen Minghu's eyes.
Unexpectedly, the target did not wait, but a team of men and horses no less than them rushed through the natural sandstorm that did not weaken in the slightest.
"Hulutu!"
Shen Minghu looked at the leader with a gloomy face, reminding the burly that he was a giant like a mountain.
"Hey, it's your old yin waiting here!"
The giant grinned, revealing two rows of porcelain-like white fangs, like a tiger trying to choose a man to devour.
"Hulutu, isn't it the legendary king of sand thieves in the Dusk Desert?"
"How could it be this monster?"
"No, looking at what those people are wearing, they don't look like sand thieves!"
Most of the people behind Shen Minghu looked at them in disbelief, these dozens of people who were not inferior to them.
"Are you a remnant of the Martial Alliance?"
Shen Minghu said in surprise.
"Hey, hey, although Lao Tzu doesn't like the title of Yu Sin very much, Lao Tzu is indeed a member of the Wumeng!"
Hu Lutu glared at the copper bell for a moment, and said with a cruel smile, "Reacquaint yourself with Yinhu, the leader of the Martial Alliance!"
"Good, good, good!"
Shen Minghu took a deep breath and said angrily, "We are also old friends, the old man is here, not for you, if the old man lets you go, do you want the two to have nothing to do with each other?"
"Hahaha!"
Hu Rutu laughed wildly, and said mockingly, "Old Yin Man, do you think it's possible? Back then, you were an old monster, but you humiliated me fiercely, and you ...... It's also worth trading with this discussion!"
"In that case, there's nothing more to say!"
Shen Minghu's face turned cold, and he slowly pulled out a dark cyan long sword, and said in a cold voice, "Today, don't you want to leave any of you?"
"Just you?"
Hu Lutu pouted disdainfully, picked up the huge plate axe behind his back, and his body flashed, and his huge body was like a hurricane, and he suddenly arrived in front of Shen Minghu.
While!
Axes and swords clashed, gold and iron clanged, and in the sparks bursting, a figure flew away.
"Hey, hey, old yin, after so many years, you still haven't grown at all!"
Hu Lutu sneered again and again, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he swung the giant axe again and shouted, "Die!"
"Kill!"
Almost at the same time, four figures burst out, either furious, or weird, or as fast as thunder, intertwined into a fierce and boundless edge, enveloping Hulutu.
"So many Xuan soldiers?"
Hu Lutu's pupils shrank, and he didn't want to rewind the giant axe, roared wildly, and slashed up.
Boom!
In the piercing roar, the majestic body flew upside down, but saw Hu Lutu snort, and after landing on the ground, he burst back again and again, stepping out of more than a dozen big pits in a row.
"Good guy, you actually ambushed four half-step innate!"
Hulutu's face was hideous, and he waved his big hand, "Up!"
Before the words fell, dozens of people behind him all raised their blades and killed the opposite side.
"Kill!"
Not to be outdone, the other side rushed up one after another, and in an instant, they fought together, catching and killing each other.
These people, without exception, are all top-notch martial artists.
The slight difference is that almost seventy or eighty percent of the people who follow Shen Minghu are white-haired old men, and it seems that their lives have come to an end.
Even so, each of these people is not afraid of death, and it seems that they have already left everything behind.
In fact, exactly.
Before coming, the imperial court, the Yanwu Academy, and even the Shen family or several major forces all gave extremely generous conditions.
Whether it is the quota to enter that secret place, or the granting of huge resources, or the protection of the prosperity of the family, these are the conditions that these people who are about to come to the end of their lives cannot refuse.
For them, there is no hope of breaking through the road ahead, and nothing is more important than taking care of the children and grandchildren of the family!
"Old Yin Man, die!"
Facing three half-step innates, two of whom were holding Xuan soldiers, Hu Lutu was not afraid and fought selflessly.
On the other side, two half-step innate powerhouses caused casualties among the sand thieves and the remnants of the Wumeng in an instant, and were finally stopped by several first-class top powerhouses.
But it is not difficult to see that whether it is Hulutu or his men, it is only a matter of time before they fall.
It's just that these people are all fearless of death, one by one screaming, letting out a terrible roar, and killing opponents who are also not afraid of death.
The two sides were fighting fiercely, and no one noticed that in the dim sandstorm, a figure filled with golden light walked like a god.
"Hey!"
Sweeping the audience at a glance, Lu Chuan's eyes flashed with cold color, and he instantly locked on Shen Minghu, his shoulders swayed, and he didn't see how to move, and he had disappeared in place.
But seeing a series of afterimages, flickering like ghosts, they passed through most of the battlefield in a moment, and the faint edge suddenly rose, drawing a terrible sound in the void.
Zheng!
But just as he slashed towards Shen Minghu, the blade turned sharply, as if it was bent like lightning, and it changed direction in a moment.
Poof!
The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and a human head rose into the sky.
"Lu Chuan Xiaoer!"
Shen Minghu shivered, his eyes were blood-red, and he instantly skimmed Hu Lutu and slashed at Lu Chuan.
When the enemy meets, he is very red-eyed!
"Take care!"
Lu Chuan glanced at the elegant middle-aged man who was a little stunned, raised the dragon sword with an expressionless face, and greeted Shen Minghu without hesitation.
"Hey!"
Li Donglai sighed, the complicated color in his eyes flickered, turned around and shook his hand and threw out a golden needle, killing the half-step innate powerhouse again.
He knew very well that if he wasn't Li Yuehua's father, Lu Chuan would never give up the opportunity to sneak attack Shen Minghu.
But it is precisely because of this that Li Donglai's mood is becoming more and more complicated and difficult to understand.
As a father, he never wants his daughter to follow an outlaw who is in danger, but he hopes that his daughter will be happy and have a caring person to rely on.
However, Lu Chuan does not have these two points.
Boom!
The swords clashed, the gold and iron clanged, and the dazzling gaze was in central China, reflecting two pairs of reddened hideous eyes.
"Today next year will be your death day!"
Shen Minghu's beard and hair are all open, and the tips of his hair seem to be red, like a desperate lion with crazy hair, completely ignoring the flaws, blindly attacking and not stopping!