127, Libyan Desert (7)
There is a black line on the edge of the skyline, the height is not known for the time being, because it is too far, it is only a line, but the width has occupied the entire west, and the distance of more than 10 kilometers can affect Wang Yang, this sandstorm is ....... Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It's a bit big.
Live room.
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"Sandstorm?"
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"It's too wide, what should I do?"
"Looking at this situation above level 8, the influence is a bit far away. ”
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All kinds of wordless characters were issued, and the most serious sandstorms in the cities were the northern cities, but they were all dust storms below level four, sandstorms and dust storms were two natural phenomena, and the severity of the sandstorms was of course more serious.
There is no place around to avoid sandstorms, the vicinity is open, the desert is actually very simple to meet sandstorms, hiding under camels or walking slowly in sandstorms, but sandstorms over level 10, you must hide under stable stones, otherwise it can blow you directly into the sky.
Wang Yang muttered in a low voice: "I knew, I knew it wasn't that simple, five lottery draws were not so easy to get." ”
Wang Yang reacted after two seconds of consternation, and then quickly ran in the opposite direction of the sandstorm, if Wang Yang ran without scruples, the speed of 100 meters could reach within 3 seconds, which was the data that Wang Yang had measured in the sports field when he was alone.
But not all occasions can be done, the first Wang Yang is hungry now, the strength of the body means that the consumption is large, the amount of food is large, and now it is almost noon to eat three scorpions.
Second, Wang Yang's shoes don't grip the ground, how to grab the sand in a joke?
Third, it is impossible to run with all your might, and the sports meeting is divided into long-distance and sprint-run, and Wang Yang cannot break out all the time.
But fortunately, it is a tailwind, which can help Wang Yang run faster, Wang Yang's main purpose is not to run through the sandstorm, but to find a place to avoid before the sandstorm comes.
"it! it! Wang Yang's speed is so fast?"
"The speed of 100 meters is definitely more than 9 seconds, absolutely!"
"Wife, come out and see God!!"
Maybe it was Wang Yang's inhuman physique that gave them a little bit of confidence, less worry about the barrage, more of an amazement at Wang Yang's speed, when they killed wolves before, they didn't have a comparison, the speed of 100 meters is different, just after the Olympics, everyone knows that no one can run into 9 seconds.
Run.
Keep running.
Maybe the goddess of luck no longer favors Wang Yang, or maybe this is the normal state of the desert, the desert is so unkind, it is not as difficult to enter as the secret realm, but no one can conquer it.
Five minutes later, Wang Yang still didn't see anything that could withstand the sandstorm, which was no more than 3 kilometers away from Wang Yang, so it can be inferred that the speed of the sandstorm was definitely more than 60 meters per second, which was a desperate speed, enough to overturn any house.
Give up the task, five lottery is a fart, is it important to have a life? Wang Yang bit his lip, and the wind and sand in the sky made Wang Yang squint.
"I'm going to turn off the stream first, and I'll let you know when it's safe. Wang Yang said this, even if he sent a notice, and then asked C7 to turn off the live broadcast directly, without the blessing of the live broadcast status, Wang Yang's speed slowed down a lot.
Wang Yang stopped, half-bowed his body and panted hard, accidentally inhaled the sand, coughed profusely, and ran away with all his strength for so long, his lungs were as uncomfortable as if they were pinched by someone.
At this time, the main force of the sandstorm behind was only 2,000 meters away from Wang Yang, and if Wang Yang continued to run, he would catch up in a minute at most.
Put C7 into the inventory first, and then take out the teleportation scroll and crush it, this is when you can still exchange items, it's very cheap, and you can return to your home in 10 seconds, in Wang Yang's opinion, this is a bug in the system.
A blue circle of light appeared around him, and Wang Yang calculated the time when he would go back.
“10”
“9”
“8”
"Smack. ”
A stone blown by the wind smashed on Wang Yang's face, and the pain was not mentioned, but the blue halo under his body disappeared directly.
"Lying"
"Slot"
The black wind is less than a kilometer away.
At this moment, Wang Yang was already unstable, and since just now, flying stones have been hitting Wang Yang's body, even the sand is no exception, hitting Wang Yang's body like a bullet and making a crackling sound.
Wang Yang took out the C7 and threw it into the sky, shouting loudly: "Start the live broadcast and fly to the sky." ”
Now I need to double my physique.
Less than 10 seconds after throwing out the C7, Wang Yang was no longer visible, the sand completely blocked the sunlight, the whole world was dark, and the sand hit more violently and densely.
C7 can reach the highest speed of sound, if it weren't for the loading capacity, Wang Yang would have let it fly away with himself, in order to increase some survival chances, Wang Yang turned on the live broadcast, and left himself a back road, in case he was buried in the sand, C7 could still save himself.
The people in the live broadcast room were scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry, and the barrage was flying wildly, but they didn't expect Wang Yang to close the live broadcast room and open it again in less than half a minute, but their perspective has been brought to an altitude of two thousand meters by C7, and there is flying sand in the entire troposphere, and C7 can only fly higher than the sandstorm.
The perspective is full of sand, the main force of the sandstorm is like a wall, like the earth erected, and then rampage against everything in front, under the influence of the sandstorm, the people in the live broadcast room can't see where Wang Yang is at all, only anxiously continue to wait.
"What should I do, where is Wang Yangren?"
"How the hell do you get the sand to stop?"
"Are you kidding? How could you stop the sandstorm, only to wait for him to stop. ”
"Now I want to see Wang Yang, I can only wait, the sandstorm stopped, and Wang Yang appeared. ”
"Wang Yang is probably flying with the sandstorm now. ”
How scary is a sandstorm at 60 meters per second?
The speed of 60 per second, which is 210 kilometers per hour, if someone is hit, it is equivalent to jumping from the 30th floor, and there is absolutely no life or death.
Wang Yang himself didn't even dare to breathe, there were flying sand everywhere, flying stones everywhere, the darkness covered everything, Wang Yang didn't even dare to open his eyes.
If there was no telekinesis to help him stand firm, maybe Wang Yang would be in the sky now, although he didn't dare to open his eyes, but his senses were still keen, Wang Yang pulled the bowstring of the White Death to the maximum, the arrows flashed with electric light, and the piercing arrows were ready to go.
At this moment, it seemed that time had slowed down, the wind was blowing Wang Yang, blowing his clothes rattling, and the fierce wind and Wang Yang's hand composed of power confronted him, and it was not uncomfortable to sandwich Wang Yang in the middle, but he did not retreat a step.
There is no other way, the sandstorm that covers the sky and the sun makes Wang Yang have nowhere to hide, he must shoot a path first, the black wind is getting closer and closer, and there are still the last 10 meters from Wang Yang.
Wang Yang didn't dare to speak, otherwise he would definitely shout to vent himself at this time, he clenched his teeth, pulled his right hand back a little again with the last strength, and then violently let go of the bowstring, just like the first time he tried the piercing arrow, as if everything around him was still for a moment, and then the piercing arrow directly separated to block his air, and sprinted towards the sandstorm.