Song Yang had heard of the Black Sandstorm.

After sniping the wolf in the army on the border of Dayan, the right prime minister once talked about the sand people to the loot captured by Pasha, which mentioned that 'the sand people have divine power and can summon the black sandstorm'...... About the black sandstorm, it is just a legend in the steppe. Only people have seen it from afar, but no one can say what it was like when it was there, for the simple reason that all the herders who had experienced the black sandstorm had died.

It is precisely because no one can say how terrible it is, so it is the real horror of the grassland.

In his previous life, the information was developed, and Song Yang had not personally experienced the real wind and sand, but he had seen written records and video materials, of course he would not underestimate the power of nature, but even if he thought that he had never despised it, he was shocked to find that he was still a 'light enemy' when the black sand storm fell.

The incomprehensible abruptness came without any warning; The incomprehensible darkness sinks at the touch of the gaze; An incomprehensible power, with just a loud bang when it erupts, can take away the minds of ordinary people.

Evil winds rose and blew in the face.

Song Yang didn't think much about it, his internal strength was stimulated as he pleased, supporting the dragon bird to rush to the extreme, and before the storm came, he swept past his companions, and quickly touched a calming ointment to the noses of the people who were seven or eight down, helping them get rid of the dizziness caused by the loud noise when the storm rose, and then grabbed the porcelain doll that was still fainting and carried her behind her.

went to rob Xie Zimiao, not because she had the deepest friendship with him, but because the porcelain doll was the weakest and needed the most rescue, and on the other hand, Song Yang had always carried her on her back along the way, and now it has almost become a habitual surname.

At the same time, the great grandmaster on the side exhaled: "Spit! ”

Drinking in one word, similar to the true sound of the lion's roar of Buddhism, is intended to 'drink the stick on the head and wake up the wisdom', which has the same effect as Song Yang's Qingxin ointment, and the comatose person cannot wake up immediately, but everyone feels refreshed.

At this time, Song Yang found that Luo Guan was close to him, and the meaning of protecting each other was self-evident.

The black sandstorm has arrived, blowing everyone's clothes and hunting, this is nothing, what really makes Song Yang's heart tremble is that I don't know if it is caused by the power of the black sandstorm, the ground under his feet is trembling, and the soil is quickly loosening, showing signs of collapse.

The Grand Master spoke loudly: "I don't have a choice, rush over, and report the position from time to time on the way." "In a word, the strong ones have already brought the weak ones, and together with Luo Guan, they rushed towards the darkness in front of them that seemed to be so thick that they couldn't be dissolved!

I really don't have a choice. The black sandstorm came from the north, and the fugitives were on the edge of the rift valley with no way out, and the earth and rocks under their feet could collapse at any time.

When he was dying, he was most concerned about the comfort of his own young lady, and the two of them were left and right to protect Song Yang, and plunged into the darkness.

The moment he rushed into the black sandstorm, Qi Shang only felt that his eyes were running around, his nose was sour and numb, and he couldn't help but cry, as if he had been slapped head-on, but it was not a slap, but more like a bamboo strip, and his face was hot and painful...... The storm was wrapped in sand, the strength was terrifying, and the pain of the whipping on the body was really not inferior to the severe beating.

Of course, the storm will not only slap the face, but the matter is clear, Qi Shang just caught up with a burst of 'head-banging wind', and in the storm, it was this head-banging wind that was the most ferocious.

Pasha was only a few feet away from Qi Shang, and the first feeling after breaking into the sandstorm was diametrically opposite, Pasha's face was fine, but his feet were unsteady: there was a force that jerked his ankles, and Pasha was caught off guard by the chaos, and he threw himself to the ground.

Falling is the easiest thing to do, but it's even harder to get up. Fortunately, as soon as he fell, his vest suddenly tightened, and Song Yang grabbed him and helped him stand up again.

At that moment, Lipasha even thought that there was an enemy hiding in the black storm, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to sneak attack, but soon realized that it was a sneak attack, but it was not the enemy's doing, it was caused by the wind... Pasha was surprised, he knew his own things, he knew better than anyone else, how much effort he had spent in order to exercise the next game, 'stabilizing the pile' was his most proud skill, ordinary seven or eight big men would not want to shake his footsteps, even if a big ox on the opposite side hit him, if he was unwilling to give way, the ox did not want to push him back. Unexpectedly, a 'sweeping wind' in the black storm easily overturned him.

Qi Shang was 'hit on the head', and Pasha was 'swept away'.

Pasha really didn't believe in the good skills he had worked so hard to cultivate, and he couldn't even withstand a gust of wind, so he immediately suppressed his breath and steadied himself. Pasha is not a fool, but he is born with a stubborn temper, and now he really intends to fight against the wind, full of thoughts, 'You can lift me again', but he didn't expect that the 'sweeping wind' dissipated invisibly, and was replaced by another strange wind, which hit his left shoulder like a substance, and hit him crookedly...... At this moment, Luo Guan's voice sounded: "The wind direction is changing, everyone be careful!" ”

What Luo Guan said was not accurate enough...... It's not that the wind is changing, it's that the wind is changing.

A huge black sandstorm, swept from north to south, the air in the middle of the violent flow, turned into countless gangfeng, in this life and one after another, rushed left and right, all Gangfeng is wrapped in huge force, in the general direction with the sandstorm movement together, but they are on a rampage, there is no order to follow.

If you think of the black sandstorm as a violent current, the countless domineering winds in it are the sharks in this current, and they are also scurrying around in the water as they rush into the distance with the current. If it weren't for the immersive scene, who would have imagined that the black sandstorm would be such a scene.

However, these countless winds that come and go without a trace, but make people almost vomit blood, are not the most terrifying power of the black sandstorm, the real frightening thing about this sandstorm is the word 'black'.

In the midst of the black storm, it is not only the eyesight that is lost, but all the senses are blurred, and the five senses are almost wiped out. Even in a trance, Xiao Wan had a strange illusion in her heart: The body is gone, and I Murong Xiaowan only has a wandering soul left...... The sheer darkness sinks into the five senses, as if the body is melted by it.

Although she was scared and helpless, Xiao Wan still firmly remembered the instructions of the great grandmaster before breaking into the storm, desperately inhaling a mouth full of sand, she took a long breath, exhaled loudly, and yelled to repay her companion's position, but she didn't expect that as soon as she opened her mouth, the strong wind rushed in, as if someone had punched her in the mouth, Xiao Wan's voice was immediately smashed back, stuffed in her chest and abdomen, suffocating her throat and eyes, and her throat was about to explode.

Xiao Wan's heart sank suddenly...... You can't see with your eyes, you can't shout with your mouth.

When it comes to fighting, Xiao Wan is by no means an opponent of Qi Shang or Pasha; When it comes to killing, she can't compare with two real underworld characters; But compared to strength and internal strength, seven up and eight down are far inferior to her. Xiao Wan was born with great strength, practiced harder than anyone else, and laid an extremely solid foundation, if she couldn't shout in the sandstorm, then among the fugitives in this line, except for Song Yang and Luo Guan, no one would be able to speak out.

In fact, even if you can shout out, what can you do? There was a strong wind in her ears, as if there were ten thousand cowhide war drums ringing in her ears, and she was afraid that she would not be able to hear her own voice.

Fortunately, although Gangfeng was sharp and domineering, he couldn't cover Song Yang's roar.

The stronger the exercises, the stronger the exercises, from the knife technique, the fist technique, to the body method to the internal strength and heart method, the internal strength of Longquan Zhuan wandered wildly, and when Song Yang opened his mouth, he may not be able to make a sound into a stick, but at least the domineering internal strength can send his roar out of his mouth, and can ensure that the sound will not be quickly dispersed by the wind before squeezing into the ears of nearby companions.

Song Yang's voice sounded, not to say anything, but to inform his companions of their direction, and beckoned everyone to gather around and not to disperse. It's just the most ordinary 'hello' in normal times, but at the moment it's like the only sun lamp on Huangquan Road!

The Great Grandmaster didn't roar, he followed behind Song Yang, just after reminding everyone that 'the wind is changing', he didn't know what interesting things he found, he suddenly jumped up and grabbed something from the storm, and was now fiddling with interest...... The cultivation of these two realms is no longer a simple pursuit of strength, but a natural experience and an understanding of the unity of heaven and man.

No matter how fierce the Grand Master is, he can't kill a thousand well-trained soldiers; But a black storm can engulf a prosperous city, but it can't swallow a top master.

This is the difference between a top character and an average master. The catastrophe of others, the breeze of the great master.

Luo Guan suddenly laughed, and when he didn't see how hard he tried, the laughter clearly fell into Song Yang's ears: "It's a bird, it's very good." ”

What Luo Guan grabbed from the storm was the corpse of 'Kusa', with broken tendons and wings torn off by Fury. The falcons in the sky did not escape the black sandstorm... The Great Grandmaster had had enough of these strange birds along the way, and now he was finally happy.

After laughing a few times, Luo Guan casually threw away the dead bird.

Listening to Luo Guan's leisurely feelings, Song Yang didn't know whether to laugh or scold, shook his head helplessly, and reluctantly said, "Don't get separated, everyone." ”

Luo Guan smiled: "It's not gone, it's all in front of you......" Before he finished speaking, for some reason his voice stopped abruptly, others couldn't see it, and a look of vigilance rose in his eyes.

Soon Luo Guan spoke again: "Stand still, don't move!" At the same time as the four words sounded, he made a wrong step, grabbed from behind Song Yang to the front of him, and even reached out and pressed Song Yang's mouth, preventing him from speaking out again to guide his companions.

The boundless darkness could not penetrate it even with Luo Guan's eyesight, but compared to the darkness, the noise brought by the storm was much less powerful, so he could listen, Luo Guan turned his head sideways, closed his eyes, and listened intently.

After a moment, Luo Guan opened his eyes, but at some point his eyes had contracted tightly, his gaze was as sharp as a needle, and he muttered in his mouth, "Monster?" Then the figure shook again and again, and disappeared...... Nan Rong stood quietly in place with Ayigo on her back on her back, she didn't know why the team stopped, but at least she could understand that she was afraid that her party was in trouble, and suddenly her left arm tightened suddenly, and she grabbed herself with one hand, and dragged it to the side without saying anything, and the strength made her have no room to resist.

Nan Rong reacted very quickly, and with the other hand, he pointed to a strong enemy who was suddenly attacking, but before she could hit someone, the other party whispered: "It's me." ”

Luo Guan's voice.

The Grand Master didn't pull Nan Rong too far, but just moved a few steps to the side before regaining his footing, and instructed, "Stay here, unless you have my order, you must not move!" After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and jumped to Pasha's side in a flash, pulling Basha in front of Nanrong, followed by Qi Shang, Xiaowan, and Song Yang...... The Grand Master arranged a group of companions in a vertical row, everyone was close to each other, and the distance between each two was less than a foot, and the person behind could reach out and wrap his hand around the neck of the person in front.

In the end, Luo Guan stood in front of Song Yang again and made a lead.

Afraid that the team would not be straight enough, Luo Guan turned his head and checked it again, then he was relieved, and said in a deep voice: "Something will rush over later, don't panic, the only way to save your life is: stand still." ”

After speaking, he lowered his voice and said to Song Yang: "You can't move, everything has me." ”

Song Yang's mouth moved, but in the end he didn't make a sound, only smiled. The fierce wind blew Song Yang's smile crookedly, and it was extremely ugly...... Seeing his 'formation', how could Song Yang not understand what Luo Guan meant, he didn't know what was coming, and everyone would inevitably suffer if they ran around, so Luo Guan lined everyone up in a straight line, and stood at the head of the line to fight for his companions behind him.

He said: The only way to save life is to stand still; In fact, he was wrong again, and everyone's way to save their lives is only: Luo Guan.

At this time, Song Yang suddenly felt a slight shake behind his back, followed by a pair of soft arms, wrapped around his neck, and the porcelain doll woke up.

Immediately, the cold little hand touched Song Yang's cheek, touched his eyes, touched his nose, touched his mouth... After figuring it out, the porcelain doll was relieved, she was still being carried by Song Yang, she was very down-to-earth, turned her face sideways and pillowed her head on Song Yang's shoulder blades, which was very comfortable.

The ground trembled under his feet, the wind howled angrily in his ears, Pasha stretched out his hands and pressed the shoulders of Xiao Gu in front of him, he didn't care much about this Xie Men puppy, he wanted to press Qi Shang...... Xiao Gu was lying on Qi Shang's back. Pasha knew that Qi Shang was good at light skills, and the next game was not too stable, so he had to press him, the wind was so strong, don't blow him away again... In that case, there will be no one to say your own 'words' in the future.

Xiao Wan stood firmly, and suddenly made a strange gesture while waiting: she untied the straps of her robe. A long belt, which she untied and tied again, was different from before: the strap used to be only tied to the robe, but now she tied the ban-san behind her to herself, and she didn't bother to do it just now. The old man is not a good person in Nanli, but along the way, he has always been very good to Xiaowan, Wan is not as gentle and kind as ordinary daughters, but she is not stupid, she knows who is good to herself.

Now Nan Rong Youquan is so annoyed, because Ayigo... Maybe it was because he felt that death was coming, and if he didn't make affection, he was really sorry for the prophecy of 'long life and 100 years old, three wives and four concubines' when he was born, Ayigo began to blow on Nan Rong's ears with a smile, very boring, Nan Rong really threw her out with a flick of his shoulder.

Standing quietly and waiting, Song Yang suddenly remembered something, and handed the spring shirt in his hand to Luo Guan in front, this time the great master did not refuse again, and took the treasure knife after hesitating.

The bow killing skill is only half of Luo Guan's ability, when there are no arrows to shoot, the double killing of the knife and bow is the combat method that he is really proud of.

The sandstorm was still crazy, but the atmosphere was peaceful, and everyone did something and thought about it.

It's a pity that it was just a moment of tranquility, and as the inexplicable danger approached, Song Yang finally heard the voice that Luo Guan had heard before: Flap his wings!

Yanziping is adjacent to the mountains, although the adults have to tell the cubs every day not to run into the mountains to play, but the dolls don't care which set, the more they are not allowed to go, the more they have to go...... For a long time, Song Yang couldn't figure it out, he was obviously a traverser, he had memories of his previous life in his head, according to his mental age, he was born an adult, and there was no way to make a doll again, but at least there shouldn't be any naughty thoughts. But before the age of ten, he really couldn't sit still, couldn't be idle, and always wanted to find something to do.

Later, when I was chatting with Mrs. You inadvertently, I explained his little questions... Not only people, cats and dogs, chickens, ducks, cows and sheep will be naughty when they are young, running around, jumping up and down, the reason is that the new life is trying to adapt to their bodies, so that the mind and body are faster and better unified. To be more honest, the naughtiness and hyperactivity when I was a child were self-adaptive instincts, and there was no money to do with the immaturity of the heart.

The traverser can't stop the instinct, Song Yang was like the dolls in the town when he was a child, he didn't run into the mountains, one of the most unforgettable experiences was that he strayed into a bat cave, and when he didn't know where he was, tens of millions of bats were startled by the behemoth that suddenly broke in, and the sound of flapping wings was deafening for a while, and little Song Yang turned his head and ran away in shock, escaping faster than bats.

Because I was really scared, I remember it deeply, and the strange sound mixed with the black sandstorm is the sound of wings vibrating and breaking the air and wind, but compared to the flight of bats, the sound of flapping wings that are rapidly approaching is more 'crisp'. It sounds more like the sound of locusts and beetles fanning out their 'crunchy' wings.

But what is really confusing is that in the black sandstorm, even the well-trained and talented 'Kusa' has been torn apart, and even the high-quality samurai have difficulty gaining a foothold, and what kind of birds can survive?

Even if the king of birds of prey and the two stupid Titan Birds come here, they will only be able to defeat the army, even if the Middle-earth world is magical, Song Yang does not believe that there are more powerful flat-haired beasts in this world than this Titan Bird.

In another moment, the sound of flapping wings was already thundering, and even the rumbling wind was muffled by them! In the overwhelming black sandstorm, the overwhelming flapping wings roared.

Song Yang could hear the movement, of course Luo Guan heard it more clearly, the great grandmaster suddenly laughed, and greeted his companions in a cold voice: "The monster army is crossing, everyone nod their heads, don't splash your blood all at once." ”

After the reminder, there was a sudden clear and long roar, like a sound arrow rushing straight into the sky, and a glimmer of light finally burst out in everyone's eyes - the spring shirt treasure knife was unsheathed, and the sword swept like a rainbow; And the sound of flapping wings in the sky could not hide the low hum of the longbowstring when it cut into the texture, and the great grandmaster shot with all his might!

(To be continued)