The wind was howling and blowing, and the yellow sand was rolled up in waves higher than the waves. This vast land can no longer tolerate these "ants", and for the sake of their own selfish actions, they choose the most direct and ferocious revenge, and want to bury them all.

The yellow sand in the sky rushed by, like a small broken but sharp blade, surrounded by two groups of "ants" from all directions. There is not a trace of mercy, only the anger that has nowhere to vent.

Suddenly, another gust of wind rose, and the yellow sand, which was originally irregular and unscrupulous, began to gradually gather. Falling into the land from top to bottom. The "Yellow Sand Wind Pillar", which is like a bamboo tube but as thick as a water tank, gradually changes from fine to thick, and begins to sweep everything on the ground.

The cavalry and war horses, who were already side by side, were all shocked when they saw this rare "wonder" in the world. They shouted inaudible words, but vaguely guessed that they begged for forgiveness from the wrath of the land.

Captain Kang rose from the crowd, grabbed the two soldiers beside him, pointed them into their ears, and shouted loudly with all his strength: "Take the brothers to the pit, this is the order." ”

The hurricane, which was constantly spinning and absorbing all things in heaven and earth, was rushing in the direction of their "hiding". Like a "giant" running fast, uprooting everything he goes.

What's more, they don't even have roots......

Such hurricanes may have happened countless times in this land, but by chance, they were hit. Is it because of the catastrophe just now? Or is this group of "ants" trying in vain to cut off the life and death of others?

Or do they simply not understand, who exactly is the "master" of this land? to dare to be so unscrupulous and get carried away.

Such a huge gap in strength is as simple as an ordinary person crushing an ant. Perhaps, it is simpler than this, but just an ordinary word unintentionally by those dignitaries and dignitaries made those flies and dogs cry and grab the ground, and they can't help themselves.

Maybe, or neither? What does it matter? The only thing that awaits them is death.

Liu Qingmei hugged Liu Youyao's wide bear back tightly and almost slipped off. If it weren't for Liu Youyao's backhand to jam Liu Qingmei's waist, I'm afraid that the youngest head of the Heavenly Prison Division would have died long ago.

When he was in the capital, Liu Youyao always leaned over and wrapped himself in a black robe, and no one could see it. He was trying to hide himself in order to live in peace. Or to calculate the enemy, to let those who still have doubts let their guard down.

This is true for the lord of the country, Li Cunqing, and the same is true for Nalan, the lord of Mingyue Building. He just hunched his body and hovered between the two, swaying. Liu Qingmei is still unsure, why did Liu Yau come, who ordered him, why did he meet there, so coincidentally?

But at this moment, these thoughts linger in my heart, but they seem so naïve and pale. Are these really that important? More important than where we are now? What is the purpose of him desperately clamping himself like this?

There are thousands of female animals in the world, and they are often at the top of the established food chain, so they don't have to worry about many things. Or if you have the absolute strength of this heaven and earth, you don't need to think about where to go. And there are only people, who are different, special, or more precisely, a wonder.

Women are overly complex animals, and their perception of danger is unusually keen, but their perception of danger is very different from perception. They are always fantasizing that this is a potential threat that will not happen immediately, and that they may lose the opportunity to deal with it.

When danger comes, men's thinking patterns are simple. At this moment, Liu Youqiao has only one thought in his mind, to live.

To survive, you must show your full strength, and this is a more cruel test than the fight between life and death. Tiny ants take on the guardians of the land. The four claws of the sand lion had been thrust into the yellow sand, very deep, deep.

The white horse's hooves were curled up under its body, and it scurled its body into the yellow sand, trying to be buried. In their minds, this is the only way to survive.

That group of cavalry soldiers, under the leadership of Captain Kang, led the war horses and moved towards the "Shura Jedi" with difficulty. The hurricane behind him has stretched out its "hands" that cover the sky and the sun, as well as the "fangs" under the hideous face, ready to take this group of "ants" into its arms at any time.

With a terrible howl, one of the last soldiers was swept away by the approaching hurricane. The howl grew from near to far, and finally disappeared. Even his war horse followed in the footsteps of his master, and was dragged to the sky so easily.

Will that soldier die? The answer is self-explanatory. But will it die immediately? Apparently not.

The moment he was sucked into the hurricane pillar, his body began to withstand unbearable squeezing, and then countless hands began to grab him from all sides, pulling wildly, almost tearing.

But instead of completing this horrific "ritual" immediately, it was tortured again and again. It wasn't until the soldiers were exhausted, and the throat was filled with yellow sand, that the hurricane smiled grimly.

With a thin "tearing and pulling", the body of the soldier, who still had residual warmth and a breath, was crushed into powder in an instant. And those broken armor and flesh will be mixed into the hurricane yellow sand, making this already formidable "giant" even more powerful and crazy.

The soldiers began to panic. They threw down the reins that were tightly held in their hands and fled desperately. This group of soldiers stepped on the soft yellow sand and stumbled. A soldier in front of him was scratched by the hurricane and suddenly fell to the ground.

The soldiers who followed turned a blind eye and had no time to dodge, so they could only step on the fallen soldiers. Before the poor soldier could react, he was trampled on the head by his comrade, and his eyes suddenly flashed with gold stars.

Before he could get up, the soldiers fled again and again. He stepped on his palms, arms, neck, back, and calves. Rao is well-trained and strong, and he can't withstand such a crazy stampede.

The body that had been baptized by war and should have been shrouded in horse leather was ruthlessly trampled on, and he lost the opportunity he deserved. When the frightened horses began to gallop, his last hope was completely extinguished.

Just as he was on the verge of despair, closing his eyes and waiting to die, a rough palm grabbed his armor and pulled him up roughly. He was about to be grateful, but he was punched in the lower abdomen by the owner of the hand, and he could only swallow back the words that came to his mouth.

Captain Kang rescued the soldiers who were trampled to the point of dying, quickly caught up with the group of fleeing stragglers, and looked at the scattered war horses, and a kind of unspeakable despair rippled in his heart.

He had never been so desperate, even if the two armies faced each other and fought to the death until he was the only one left, he still had a glimmer of life in his heart. But at this moment, even if the military orders are like a mountain, I am afraid that the stragglers who have been frightened will not listen to it anymore. He could only desperately drag the subordinate who was stumbling with one hand, and tightly hold the war horse that followed him firmly with the other. A man and a horse have been together for many years from birth to death, and if they can die together here, they can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

Captain Kang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the fleeing stragglers had been swallowed up by the crazy hurricane one after another, and the panicked war horses also flew up into the air one by one, nowhere to be found.

What suddenly ignited hope in his heart was the Shura Jedi. If you can stab your body before the hurricane arrives, maybe only in this way can you have a glimmer of life.

Liu Youyao, who was "hiding" in the "Shura Jedi" early, looked up at the pit. Although his eyes were full of yellow sand, with the only remaining sense, he still knew in an instant that danger was rapidly approaching.

Liu Youyao carried Liu Qingmei on his back, grabbed the mane of the sand lion, and dragged it out of the yellow sand burial, and the silver-maned white horse had been completely buried by the yellow sand at this time, and lost its trace.

Without having time to think about it, the two of them and one lion quickly rolled into the blood-red sand pit of the "Shura Jedi". Thousands of corpses are piled up there, and if you can find a bunker, you can get a glimmer of life from it.

Liu Youyu was born in the latter week, and although he had never experienced such a natural disaster, he had heard about this hurricane from the mouths of his elders. Although the memory is a little blurry, I clearly remember that the only way to survive is to survive.

The taut knot swelled up at this time, and Liu, who had enough internal strength, used his broad arms and palms to plunge deep into the blood-red sand, crawling forward with difficulty. And behind him, there are also two people and a horse, with the same idea and desire for life, trying to seize this last ray of life.

As if he was a little tired of watching the survival drama of such "ants", the whistling hurricane began to increase and quickly swept everything in front of him. The soldiers who were about to start howling were torn to pulp in the moment they opened their mouths, leaving not even a sound.

Captain Kang had come to the edge of the "Shura Jedi", and his heart was suddenly shocked, this is the sin they planted not long ago, and now they are coming to repay the bitter fruit that must be paid. Captain Kang dragged the half-dead soldier into the "Shura Field" with all his strength with both hands.

With the warhorse with him, they rolled down the gentle slope and down the pit. I have done my best, life and death are fateful, and I am powerless to force it. The hurricane roared, exhuming all the bodies that had been buried in the yellow sand, reuniting the living and the deceased at this moment.

And the mountains of human heads, without exception, were "collected according to the order" and merged into the hurricane that "stood up to the sky". At this moment, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the ghosts and gods wept for it.

I don't know if the power of the hurricane began to subside at this point, or if this cold death suddenly sprouted a little pity. The heads of the crowd did not turn to powder, as they had just done, but howled with the wind, as if they had come back to life.

Liu Youyao, Liu Qingmei, Captain Kang and the unknown soldier dragged the halberd stuck in the yellow sand to fight against the "warm invitation" that the hurricane had no return. The hurricane swept by, taking everything it could, but forgetting the survivors.

Even with the hundreds of miles of horses, thousands of miles of yellow sand and 10,000 heads, they were all cleaned up, and a pure land was returned to the world. Maybe that tragic death made this land really lose its mind, and the rejection horse stuck in the flesh and blood is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which is annoying.

That's why such a catastrophe was arranged to completely wash away this sin.