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The wind and sandstorm in the sky befell everyone at a time when everyone did not expect it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This sandstorm was many times stronger than the sandstorm that Zhao Chunliang had felt in the oil country, and he showed no signs.

One second the sky was clear, and the next second there were dark clouds and strong winds, and everyone was stunned by the sudden sandstorm.

Anything can be lethal as long as it reaches a certain speed, and the speed of this sandstorm has already exceeded 100 kilometers per hour, and the wind swept the sand, hitting people in the face like steel bullets.

Even though everyone wrapped their bodies tightly, the sand hit their bodies really hurt.

"Gotta find a place to hide!" Zhao Chunliang squinted, looked at the wild sand covering the sky, and shouted, "If we don't hide, we will be buried by this sandstorm!" ”

"It's too windy!" Jin Hou, who was standing less than three meters in front of Zhao Chunliang, shouted, "I can't see anything!" ”

At this time, there were gray sandstorms everywhere, and Zhao Chunliang's spiritual power could only be isolated around his body, blocking those sandstorms, and he didn't dare to release them at all.

Suddenly, the sandstorm, which was already very strong, suddenly intensified again, and Zhao Chunliang could still see about a meter in front of him, but it was only in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't see anything.

Vaguely, Zhao Chunliang heard some shouts, but it was already difficult to distinguish the direction.

The strong wind made Zhao Chunliang have to choose to lie on the ground, so as to minimize the area of contact between him and the wind.

Suddenly, an even more powerful wind struck, and Zhao Chunliang's whole person was swept away by the wind.

Such a scene reminded Zhao Chunliang of the strange wind he encountered when he went to Atlantis before.

In the two battles for Tianzhu, I was blown by the wind, could it be that I had such an unblown face?

Of course, this time it was better than the last time, at least this time Zhao Chunliang didn't faint, his body was donated by the wind about a few dozen meters away, and then fell heavily to the ground.

In front of nature, even if Zhao Chunliang is so powerful now, he still doesn't have much ability to resist.

Of course, it is also Zhao Chunliang who doesn't want to resist, at this time, walking with the wind is far more comfortable than doing it with the wind, if he does it against the wind, there is no reward for winning, and he must be exhausted when he arrives in the ancient city of Roland, so when the real battle begins, he is tired like a dog, what else to play?

The innate spiritual power of the mind is never endless, and many masters of the innate mind try not to overdraw the mental power in ordinary times, because this is likely to affect the success of the mind.

The process of turning thoughts is like walking on a single-plank bridge, and sometimes a little carelessness will lead to falling into the abyss.

Zhao Chunliang, who fell to the ground, plunged his hands into the sand violently, and the whole person seemed to be fixed on the sand.

Because the contact area was reduced, the force of the wind blowing on Zhao Chunliang's body became much smaller, Zhao Chunliang was lying face down, only to feel more and more sand on his body, and it didn't take long for the sand to completely bury him.

About ten minutes later, the sandstorm came and went suddenly, just as it had come.

It seems that one second it was still raging, and the next second, everything was calm.

The sky is still as clear as before, and there is no one in the sky.

On the desert, a sand dune about a man high suddenly moved, and then I saw that the sand on the sand dune kept getting higher and higher, and then rolled down to both sides.

A figure gradually appeared in the sand dunes, and as the sand fell from him to the ground little by little, Zhao Chunliang finally saw the light of day again.

Seeing the sun in the sky, Zhao Chunliang finally understood the prestige of the Salam Desert, such a sandstorm, for any ordinary person, is basically nine deaths, even if a team touches it, almost all of them have to be wiped out, in the face of such a sandstorm, the number of people is meaningless.

Thanks to Zhao Chunliang, he is not an ordinary person, otherwise the sand on his body alone is enough to make Zhao Chunliang unable to turn over for the rest of his life, and then dry up a little bit under the sand, and finally become a dry corpse.

Zhao Chunliang stood in place, looking into the distance.

There were many people around me before, but now, there is no one.

Everyone was blown apart in the sandstorm.

Zhao Chunliang is not interested in the safety of those people at all, in his opinion, he has nothing to do, and those people will naturally have nothing to do, unless you are lucky enough to be blown into some sand pit and then buried by a sand mountain dozens of meters high, but even then, it is estimated that there will be no danger to life.

After all, almost all of the remaining people are good players.

Zhao Chunliang suddenly thought of something, and took the villain out of his pocket.

The villain looked at Zhao Chunliang with a sleepy look.

"Which way are you going?" Zhao Chunliang asked, because the villain had rarely been active before, so Zhao Chunliang was not worried about the state of the villain at this time, so he didn't ask more.

The villain cooed, then flapped his wings and flew up, and after circling around Zhao Chunliang, he suddenly flew in one direction.

Zhao Chunliang's trust in the villain was absolute, and when he saw the villain flying forward quickly, he immediately stepped on the divine sword and flew out with the villain.

This flight is most of the day.

The scorching sun was scorching, and Zhao Chunliang's bag was gone when it was swept away by the storm before, and naturally there was no water.

If he stays in this desert for another three or two days in this state, it is estimated that Zhao Chunliang will have to be dried by the sun.

For most of the day, Zhao Chunliang leaped at least 100 kilometers, and in this 100 kilometers, what he saw and saw was almost identical.

In addition to sand, it is sand.

Of course, Zhao Chunliang also happened to encounter a few dried corpses on the road, judging from the equipment on their bodies, those should be explorers, I don't know when they came in to explore, and they ended up in this desert.

It's really a desert full of death.

Occasionally, you can see some living things, but they are all poisonous things like lizards and scorpions.

Flying all the way, flying for most of the day, in front of Zhao Chunliang, a huge sand dune suddenly appeared.

The height of this sand dune is about thirty or forty meters, and Zhao Chunliang stood at the foot of the sand dune, looking up at the sand dune, and had a strong feeling of being oppressed.

The villain stood on the sand dune and cooed at Zhao Chunliang.

"On the other side of the dunes?" After Zhao Chunliang heard the villain's scream, his whole body was shocked, and then he flew directly to the sand dune.

When Zhao Chunliang arrived above the sand dune, the scene in front of him made him stunned.

In front of him was a huge city!

The height of the sand dunes was higher than the height of the city wall, so Zhao Chunliang could look at the city in front of him from a bird's-eye angle.

The city is not big, from Zhao Chunliang's point of view, it is the size of ten football fields, and inside the walls of the city, there are ancient buildings, all of which are made of wood, and those woods are very dry, as if they will be broken when touched.

"This is the ancient city of Roland?" Zhao Chunliang asked in surprise.

"Goo!" The villain screamed and flew into Zhao Chunliang's pocket.

Zhao Chunliang slid down the sand mountain to the bottom, and then walked to the front of the city gate.

The word Roland caught Zhao Chunliang's eyes!

"It's really the ancient city of Roland! The ancient city of Roland really exists?! Zhao Chunliang said excitedly, he had recently investigated the ancient city of Roland, and he already knew that this was a legendary city, but what he didn't expect was that the city still retained its previous appearance after hundreds of years, and the wooden houses all stood quietly, as if they were statues.

Zhao Chunliang seemed to travel back to ancient times in a flash, hundreds of years ago, there were countless ancients, entering and exiting through the gate of this city, they communicated its bridge between the East and the West, but one day, the city disappeared from the sight of the world along with the people in the city.

Is this a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?

What has happened to this city in the past few hundred years? Zhao Chunliang spread his spiritual power into the city, but when this spiritual power touched the city gate, he had to stop.

Zhao Chunliang was a little surprised, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, logically speaking, spiritual power can penetrate anything, and the city in front of him, the city wall is only a few meters high, and the city gate is even more open, there is no reason why his spiritual power cannot penetrate inside.

It's as if there is an invisible protective shield that isolates the ancient city, so that people outside have no way to feel the situation inside.

In front of the gate of the entire ancient city, there was only Zhao Chunliang alone.

There was no one else around.

Zhao Chunliang is not in a hurry to enter the ancient city, to be honest, this ancient city exudes an evil atmosphere, Zhao Chunliang does not know enough about the ancient city, he will never easily enter this ancient city, even if he wants to enter, he has to enter the big guy together, so that even if there is any danger, there are people who can be targeted.

At this time, it was already afternoon, and it was only about three or four hours before the agreed time.

Zhao Chunliang simply sat cross-legged on the sand pile outside the city gate, picked up his mobile phone to take a look, but found that there was no signal, so he took his mobile phone and played a few small games.

Time passed quickly, and about an hour later, a group of people appeared in front of Zhao Chunliang.