The wind swept through the desert with sand and gravel, and the sky and the earth changed color everywhere they went.

Through the barrier, you can sometimes see the dead and rotten wood that flashes in the sandstorm, but is there actually a plant?!

Sang Xia looked strangely at the object that had already been captured and flown into the distance, and his heart was a little shocked.

It's been five days, and in five days, I haven't seen a single ant except the camel riders, let alone plants and trees.

The spirit tree mark between Fusu's forehead bubbled and overflowed with spiritual power to fill the barrier that was already extremely weak by the sand, and he knew one thing very well, he would rather ignore the loss of spiritual power than let the two of them fall into a stalemate.

Sang Xia held her breath and frowned tightly and looked into the depths of the sandstorm, Fusu tried her best to deal with the non-stop sand and gravel attack, and did not care to observe her expression at this time.

The Cloth Wind Bird stood at Sangxia's feet with its head tilted, as if it was also looking at the strange scene outside the barrier with its eyes open.

Sanxia's brow furrowed into one place, and he closed his ears and listened to something.

There was nothing but the rustling sound of the wind whistling in my ears. Even Fusu couldn't hear anything other than these sounds.

"Fusu!" Sang Xia opened his eyes and said in a quiet voice, "Someone!"

Someone?! After five days of walking in this desert place, he didn't encounter anything but a camel caravan, but Sanxia wouldn't have said such a thing without a head or a brain.

Fusu's expression froze, "Where?"

Pointing in one direction, Sang Xia's tone was anxious, "You listen." Someone's scream. ”

Fusu closed his eyes and listened attentively.

Through the layers of sand and gravel, there seems to be a faint cry. Turning his head to look at her, he read the meaning in her eyes.

Without saying a word, the spirit tree mark on his forehead continued to release spiritual power to repair the enchantment, and he struggled forward against the sandstorm.

There is no way to be faster, and the enchantment woven by spiritual power may follow the actions of the caster.

But it can't be fast at all, let alone in this sandstorm with huge energy.

The sound was already weak and was mostly blown away by the wind, and he reluctantly judged the direction, and walked for about a few minutes, and at the fastest speed, Fusu's spiritual power was wild without reservation, and he approached the place where the sound came from after moving for nearly dozens of kilometers.

The sand dunes were all flattened, and he couldn't see what it looked like ten meters away from the sandstorm.

"Right here. Sang Xia tightened his brows and his eyes lit up, pointing to the flat yellow sand in front of him.

"Down there?" the look on Fusu's face became more and more grim, and Sang Xia nodded.

The two looked at each other and said no more, and quickly came to the place where the voice was buried. The spiritual power reached through the barrier to the deep sand, and sure enough, this was the source of the sound.

At this time, the power of the sandstorm gradually weakened, and the spirit tree mark on Fusu's forehead suddenly brightened when he closed his eyes.

Between heaven and earth, in the sandstorm, a huge golden tree of spiritual power appeared out of thin air, and its branches slowly pulled upward, bringing out two off-road vehicles buried deep in the bottom by dust and gravel.

The sandstorm was lined up one after another after crashing into the Spiritual Power Tree, and the people in the two off-road vehicles were dying and looked around in horror.

They couldn't see the form of spiritual power, they only felt a huge force lifting the cart up, and they got out of the situation where they were buried alive.

Is it an excavator, a crane, a crane?

No way, there won't be such a thing in the desert.

The people in the two off-road vehicles couldn't see Fusu and Sangxia hidden in the enchantment, nor could they see the spirit tree that rescued them.

I just thought that it might be a miracle of the gods, and in short, I was saved.

But the sandstorm is clearly not completely gone, and the power is still there.

Even ordinary humans could hear the sound of sand and gravel hitting spiritual power.

This is the collision of the abilities produced by substance, and the sound is also produced by reality.

Horror, despair, then the shock and joy of being rescued, then the worry and fear of facing the power of the sandstorm again...

“Oh god help us.”

When humanity is faced with total powerlessness, they can only hope for the help of gods they have never seen before.

life, no one wants to be buried.

Buried in the desert, perhaps no one will find them now.

What awaits them may be the corpses that will be exposed to the desert one day after being blown away by the wind and gravel.

"What are they talking about?"

Before, he only heard the voice of someone shouting, and he couldn't hear what was being said, but now he heard clearly, but Sansha didn't understand the meaning of the language they were speaking at all.

Fusu condensed his mind to resist the power of the last sandstorm, and his energy gradually weakened little by little, and it seemed that this sandstorm was about to pass.

They never opened their eyes, only quietly answering her question, "They are praying for God to save them." ”

"God? What is God? Is it the emperor?" Sang Xia's brain hole is still undiminished even in the face of the power of the sandstorm.

Speechless for a while, Fusu replied with a smile: "God is their faith, their god. ”

"Oh!" Sang Xia nodded thoughtfully, and said unhappily after a while: "I haven't seen God anyway, but I can't let that emperor take advantage of it if I save them." ”

Fusu finally opened his eyes, looked at Sang Xia, and really laughed angrily.

"Do we save people to make us remember? Do you want them to be grateful to Dade? or..."

"I said that you are such a hypocritical person," before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly interrupted, and Sangsha waved his hand disdainfully, "The eye of the tornado has passed, and the sandstorm will soon disperse. ”

Fusu nodded, the energy was already very weak, he could feel it. I breathed lightly, a little helpless.

It's really a loss, and it's okay to encounter a sandstorm, and as a result, you have to rescue the people buried in the deep sand. It's not that it consumes spiritual power that shouldn't be wasted for no reason, but when you think of saving people, this spiritual power is not worth mentioning.

Forget it, it will be consumed. Human life matters.

The people in the SUV were all clasped tightly in front of their chests, and there were words in their mouths, and Sang Xia couldn't understand what they were saying anyway.

When the aftermath of the sandstorm faded, the sky was still gray, and it was so dim that it was impossible to tell whether it was heaven, earth or sand.

The terrifying sandstorm raged into the distance, and the wind and sand brought by Yu Wei were still floating around on the desert field.

These stragglers of wind and sand are like orphaned souls, aimless and clueless...

“Thank goodness ！oh ...”

The people in the SUV kept gesturing their hands on their heads and shoulders, their eyes full of tears, and they were glad that they had survived.

The spirit tree was closed in an instant, Fusu and Sangxia were still hidden in the enchantment, and just as they were about to leave, they heard heart-rending cries in the car again.

The people in the car frantically pushed the door, but they couldn't open it, and there were strong men who couldn't open it even if they hit it with their bodies.

It is impossible for a sturdy off-road vehicle to be easily broken without enough power, not to mention the small space in the car, and there is not enough distance for the man to borrow momentum.

Babbling and shouting a bunch of words that Sangxia didn't understand, she blinked at Fusu, half explaining and half speculating: "The car door should have been broken when it was hit by a sandstorm, and they couldn't open it from the inside." The car door is stuck. If they can't get out, they can only wait to die in the car. ”

Suddenly, she grabbed Fusu's hand and walked out of the barrier towards the two off-road vehicles.

The first thing I saw was the blonde woman on one of the off-road vehicles, her two emerald green pupils instantly dilated, and she screamed in horror: "Oh my god, my god, look look..."

The rest of the people who were frantically pulling and banging on the car door looked at the woman, and they all opened their mouths in shock, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying or very incredible.

In the wind and sand, two figures walked in, like the god of death who walked out of the battlefield filled with gunsmoke!

It's like a god who suddenly came down in the dark night!

No one can survive that overwhelming sandstorm, no one.

They had a car, but even in the car, everyone heard the sand slapping on the car at the first moment of the sudden sandstorm.

An off-road vehicle weighs more than two tons, and the weight of this kind has been swept into the air like dust by a sandstorm, and it is fortunate that it has not been thrown hard.

When it fell, the sand surface lost most of the impact, and before I had time to rejoice, it was buried by the sand in a blink of an eye...

When Fusu was held by Sang Xia's hand, he suddenly felt in a trance, and she was taken away from the enchantment. At this point, it was too late to regret it, and the people in the two SUVs were looking at the two with indescribable eyes.

I can't help but say that I am frightened, who can survive such a sandstorm, and still walk so indifferently in the sand waves behind Yu Wei?

It's either death or a god.

Is it death, or is it a god?

The people in both cars were stunned, shocked and frightened beyond words.

When he reacted, he didn't dare to call for help. Warriors who can go on adventures together are not stupid people with simple brains.

After rounds of life and death tests, they had no more mind to think about anything else. The only thing I think about is, what kind of existence are the two people who have come out of the wind and sand?

Approaching, the two separated and walked to a car.

The occupants of the car shrank to the side in astonishment, several pairs of eyes staring at the strange man who had suddenly approached.

Raise your hand and grab a door that was obviously dented, pull it back, easily rip the entire door off the body, and throw it to the ground on the side.

Fusu shook his head and was a little speechless, Sang Xia's brain is really lacking in IQ.

Even if the scene of the two of them leaving the enchantment and walking in the dust was seen by these people, there was still something to say. But in front of everyone's eyes, your little girl with thin arms and legs raised her hand and tore off a piece of the car door......

How do you have to explain this?!

Compared with Sang Xia's barbaric and rude, Fusu was much gentler, and with his hand on the door, the spiritual power secretly urged the car door to open.

It's not death. It's an angel sent by God!

The people in the two cars got out of the car one after another, looking at the two of them in a daze, the strong man who hit the car door with his body before was obviously the team leader, and he said a lot of words boldly, Sang Xia tilted his head and looked at Fusu.

Fusu... "He said thank you for saving them. ”

Waving his hand, he looked at everyone expressionlessly.

Everywhere they looked, most people subconsciously avoided her gaze. For them, there was a strange sense of oppression in the girl's body. A sense of oppression that cannot be looked at directly.

"Let's go. Sang Xia took out his compass and glanced at it, the direction had deviated a little, and he had to get back on track as soon as possible.

Fusu did not respond to the words of the strong man who led the team, turned his head and followed Sang Xia's footsteps to prepare to leave.

“wait. wait. don’t go.”

The strong man ran quickly to Fusu's side, but he didn't dare to get too close, protecting a distance that showed respect for the other party.

The strong man expressed his difficulties very sincerely, and then stared at Fusu with a pair of eyes as blue as the sea. His eyes were full of pleading, and even if Sang Xia couldn't understand what he was saying, he guessed that he wanted the two of them to help them again.

Fusu's face was embarrassed, and he frowned slightly and looked at Sang Xia, "I'm afraid their car is completely broken down and can't start." Moreover, the bucket of clean water they were carrying had burst in the impact, and without water, they would still die in this desert. ”

Sang Xia's brow furrowed. Shen Yin thought for a moment, as if sighing, and looked up at Fusu and nodded.

So, a group of people followed closely behind the two and walked in the desert.

Fusu was a little angry, and he didn't know what kind of inner activity it was, which caused him to have an indescribable sense of grievance.

It's not that it's uncomfortable, but I vaguely feel as if the dominant power is no longer with me at some point.

After thinking about it carefully, I suddenly realized that this dominant power seems to have never been with me.

Consciously or unconsciously, it seems that everything is dominated by Sangxia. Even with or without this group of hapless desert explorers, it depends on her face.

However, on the contrary, don't you just want to see her reaction?

Since they have rescued each other, it is impossible to throw these people into the desert to fend for themselves, which is tantamount to rescuing them from the sandstorm and burying them with their own hands.

Sanxia's determination could not be more uncertain.

Fusu looked at the girl beside him as he walked, and an imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

She's not the original Sancha. This she is more resolute and more decisive. Do things simply and neatly, without a trace of hesitation. Happy, like an open-minded soldier.

He even suspected that she might have been a trained soldier in her previous life. And this is not the first time that Fusu has had this illusion.

The sand and dust are still flying in the air, although it is not as furious as before, but it is still a big threat to ordinary people.

It's like rain all over the face, one or two don't matter, but the number of them also leaves a lot of marks on everyone's faces.

The blonde woman snorted, and saw a tiny streak of blood oozing from her forehead.

Things like getting scarred in the sand and slashing your skin are a common occurrence on desert safaris.

As a veteran explorer, the blonde woman did not show the delicate of a woman, but endured the pain without saying a word, took out a bottle from the large bag she was carrying, poured a drop of liquid on the palm of her hand, cleaned the wound and put on the necessary bandage.

Sang Xia glanced at the blonde woman with a slightly appreciative look, and without saying a word, he turned his head and smiled meaningfully at Fusu.

Continue on the road......