The situation was getting worse and worse, and the tsunami-like sandstorm was overwhelming, like a big palm clenching and grabbing it, and the scene was terrifying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Found it!"

Just when Mo Xuan and the others were about to despair, the old god stick suddenly said in surprise, and pulled out a few bottles of black stuff from his broken hanging bag, and he didn't know what it was.

He threw these bottles of things to Mo Xuan, Xue Shihan and the others respectively, and he also held one bottle himself.

"Open it, wipe the contents on yourself!" said the old god stick hurriedly, and he was the first to uncork the bottle, pouring out the black liquid from it, and rubbing it on the back of his hand.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan and the three of them didn't have time to be suspicious, so they followed suit and opened the bottle.

Inside the black bottle is a grease-like thing, but it is thinner, flowing, and has a slight fragrance.

Mo Xuan smeared this drop of oil on his arm, and instantly felt the rich cold power contained in it, which quickly spread from his arm to his whole body!

This force, like the wind, Mo Xuan's robe automatically rose without wind, and the terrifying qi of the sandstorm in the apocalyptic world behind him directly resisted his damage.

Mo Xuan was very surprised, and immediately helped the little fat dog to apply some of it, and the two girls also applied enough of the pitch-black oil droplets.

"Boom ......"

Almost at the moment when Mo Xuan and the others finished doing this, the terrifying apocalyptic sandstorm really came, and the gray-black hurricane accompanied by the endless wild sand enveloped them with a devastating momentum.

Soldier runes were mixed with sandstorms, tearing power shattering everything, and the tremendous force of the wind was devastating, and under this force, nothing could survive.

A suffocating sense of coercion descended, this was the real heavenly power, making all beings tremble, and Mo Xuan was no exception.

The terrible and strong wind blew the sand and rocks in all directions, and I could barely open my eyes, let alone continue walking.

Mo Xuan's bodies were blown to the ground, and they finally squeezed together back to back before they stabilized their figures.

The supreme destructive wind destroyed everything in all directions, the earth collapsed, and the sand on the surface was swept into the air, forming part of the sandstorm!

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The land in all directions is torn apart, and under the huge roar, the cracks in the ravines are spreading rapidly!

Mo Xuan and the others were like a flat boat in a storm, crumbling, their faces were pale, and their hearts were full of powerlessness in the face of Tianwei.

Fortunately, although the situation is bad, it is not a desperate situation, under the strange oil power, Mo Xuan and they actually cut off most of the wind power, and then use the mysterious power to protect their bodies, there is no danger to their lives for a while.

"What is this, it can resist a large part of the power of the sandstorm in the last days!" Faced with such a result, Mo Xuan was extremely surprised, and at the same time shocked.

He looked at the bottle in his hand and was extremely surprised, as were Lan Yidie and Xue Shihan next to him, and even the little fat dog.

"This is the animal fat of the Wind Beast, with his life essence, naturally with a trace of the characteristics of the Wind Beast. ”

"This is a treasure, I also found it in a big tomb with great difficulty, in order to bring it out, it can be described as nine deaths, who would have thought that it would be used so quickly. ”

……

The old god said in pain!

"Wind Beast, no wonder ......" Hearing this, Mo Xuan's eyes widened, and his heart suddenly changed.

The Wind Beast is a kind of strange beast in the heaven and earth, the number is extremely rare, it is rare to see in a hundred lifetimes, and its value is far higher than that of ordinary heaven-level ancient beasts.

This beast is known as the master of the wind, born with the wind, born with the wind, no matter what kind of wind it is, it will not hurt it, but will be used by it.

It is of the heavenly rank and is proficient in all kinds of wind warfare, but it can master everything related to the wind.

Such an ancient war beast, its animal fat has its characteristics, although it can't reach the realm of not touching the wind, but it can also make people immune to most wind damage.

The value of the Temper Beast's fat is huge, and if a monk possesses it, he can greatly weaken the opponent's Wind Warfare by smearing it on his body while fighting people, which can sometimes be a key means of reversing defeat.

Although its limitations are not small, there is no doubt that these limitations still cannot hide its value, and for some special monks, its value is more than that.

Mo Xuan didn't expect that this sloppy old god stick still had such a treasure on his body, but he was relieved when he thought about it carefully!

This old guy does all day digging graves and robbing graves, and there are many amazing tombs that he has been to, and it is normal to dig out some good things from them.

Mo Xuan and Xue Shihan Lan Yidie leaned together, looked at the beast fat, and then stopped caring, looking up at the apocalyptic sandstorm with the wind howling in the sky, and couldn't help but tremble.

This sandstorm in the last days, the scale is too large, mighty, sweeping I don't know how many places, terrifying and boundless, there is no way to avoid it.

Although there is this beast fat protector, no one knows when this sandstorm in the last days will end, once the fat is exhausted, won't Mo Xuan and them all have to be finished?

There is only a small bottle of animal fat per person, which looks like a lot, but if you really use it, it will only be a few times, Mo Xuan and they must find a way to escape from the shroud of the sandstorm in the last days as soon as possible, otherwise the situation will get worse and worse.

It's just that it's not easy to escape, Mo Xuan and the others are doing their best to keep their bodies intact, and if they want to move, it's wishful thinking!

The more Mo Xuan thought about it, the more anxious he became, wondering if he could use the Great Worship General Platform to solve this trouble?

But he just thought about it, although the power of Dabai Jiangtai is strong, but his current realm is difficult to exert its full power, so he pins his hopes on it, which is the last resort choice.

"Don't move around, you guys save some use of animal fat!" Just when Mo Xuan's brows were almost twisted, the old god stick opened his mouth to remind them.

Mo Xuan looked at him, and saw that this old guy was much more relaxed than them, and he stuck the canvas bamboo pole in his hand on the ground, leaning on the bamboo pole, and he was extremely stable and didn't move.

"Boom la la ......"

The canvas on the bamboo pole was blown by the wind, but it was not rotten, which was very unusual.

Mo Xuan looked at the bamboo pole and the canvas hanging on it again in surprise, quite curious, but he couldn't see any divine doorway!

He knew in his heart that these seemingly inconspicuous bamboo poles and canvases should not be ordinary, otherwise how could they be preserved in the sandstorm of the last days?

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan faintly looked forward to it, waiting for the old god stick to take further action.

He found that although this old god stick looked unreliable, it actually had two brushes, and any inconspicuous things on his body did not seem to be simple.

For a while, Mo Xuan had a deep curiosity about the origin of the old god stick, if it weren't for the fact that the situation was too critical now, he would have the heart to ask and ask.

Under the expectant gaze of Mo Xuan and the others, the old god stick dug into the hanging bag on his shoulder, and finally took out a handful of gravel!

These gravels are only the size of a fingernail, each one is very smooth, revealing the breath of Xuanli, saying that it is a Xuanshi, but it is not, in short, it is very peculiar.

"Array Stone?"

Mo Xuan looked at it for a long time, and finally muttered uncertainly, and the old god stick didn't explain to him.

The old god took the large handful of gravel in his hand, sat down on the ground, then took out a brush, dipped it in his tongue, and then used it.

He wrote on the smooth gravel, each with a character, very small, like a tadpole, like an ancient script, and he couldn't read it at all!

Mo Xuan, Xue Shihan and Lan Yidie looked at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the old god's stick gourd!

They didn't dare to disturb the old god, so they could only wait silently!

"Woo ......"

The howling of ghosts and wolves became louder and louder, and Mo Xuan and they remained motionless in place, and the central force of the entire sandstorm quickly approached them.

The three of them were so anxious that they kept dripping with animal fat, and when the last drop of animal fat was used up, the old god stick finally drew runes on all the smooth gravel!

"It's finally done!" the old god man breathed a sigh of relief, clapped his hands, and finally stood up and began to arrange.

He placed the gravel on the ground in an orderly manner, forming a strange pattern, like a formation, surrounding Mo Xuan and them in the middle.

After all the gravel was placed, he stepped in, and then danced the bamboo pole and plunged it into the gravel, and the canvas was straight and straight!

"Buzz ......"

With the insertion of the bamboo pole, the gravel all over the ground seemed to burn and vibrate, and the characters on it shone brightly!

Mo Xuan was surprised, and soon felt that his feet began to vibrate, and then his body shook, and the layer of soil under his feet actually flew directly through the air.

Gravel was embedded around the edge of the soil, and it was their strength that lifted the soil from the ground.

The flying soil layer was not big or thick, just enough for the four of them to settle down!

The rubble on the edge contained ancient power, and the characters on it combined to produce a brilliant light that gathered into a barrier and enveloped them!

"Whirring ......"

All around, the wind was howling, and the piece of soil under Mo Xuan's feet was advancing rapidly under the power of the sandstorm, and in an instant, it was a hundred miles away, incredibly fast.

It seems that the mosaic of gravel makes this soil layer blend into the sandstorm and become a part of the sandstorm, so it moves forward with the sandstorm and sweeps everything!

"Hey...... Fortunately, it didn't fail, it succeeded!" Feeling the feeling of flying away, the old god stick breathed a sigh of relief!

"Senior, what is going on?" Xue Shihan looked at this scene in surprise and couldn't help but ask.

"The old decay has a wit, and a little trick will be used to let you experience the feeling of walking against the wind!"

"We are usually in such a hurry, too slow, just right, just borrow the power of this sandstorm in the last days, and catch up with a section of the road, it is best to leave this desert directly. ”

……

The old god touched his beard and smiled!