Chapter 12: Razor Wind

Half an hour passed, and Ji Ziyang, who was in a coma, finally opened his eyes slowly.

But to everyone's surprise, his first reaction was not to run away or beg for mercy, but to sit up from the ground in horror and ask him how long he had passed out.

"Hmm... About half an hour. Tu Pao replied to him, puzzled as he asked why he was asking this.

"Half an hour..."Ji Ziyang suddenly froze in place, his eyes looked ahead blankly, and he kept muttering: "It's over... Finished... It's all over. ”

When everyone saw his appearance, they also realized the importance of the situation, and hurriedly inquired about what had happened.

"We're all finished..."Ji Ziyang said with a wry smile: "There is still time for two incense sticks, and the most terrifying 'razor wind' in this desert is coming, and none of us can run away." ”

"Razor Wind!" Chu Ziheng was shocked in his heart, he clearly remembered that Tu Pao said that his grandfather was swept into the depths of the desert by this wind and discovered that strange source vein.

"In front of the 'Razor Wind', even the monks of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm will not be able to escape death, let alone those of us who are the little monks of the Four Extremes Secret Realm." Ji Ziyang has been guarding the mining area of the Purple Mansion Holy Land all the year round, and he knows how terrifying this great power of nature is.

"Can't we carve a teleportation array?" Chu Ziheng suddenly asked on the side, he took out those small array flags from the sea of bitterness again, and swung them around on the ground to engrave the formation pattern for transmission.

"Don't waste your efforts, the general trend of heaven and earth in this place can destroy all transmission patterns." Ji Ziyang shook his head. "Not only that, it's useless to even hide underground, and in such a short period of time, we can't fly out of this area."

"We're dead."

Chu Ziheng swung around, but no matter what kind of teleportation array was inscribed, it would be erased by a strange force, and there was nothing left.

At this moment, everyone was silent, and the place became ghostly quiet.

"No, I heard my grandfather once say that this 'razor wind' is not impossible to fight." Tu Bao suddenly spoke, as if remembering something.

"Razor wind, as the name suggests, is as sharp as a razor. Even if it was a cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm, only a small part of the refined physical body could survive in it. With our flesh, if we are caught up in it, we will inevitably be torn apart. ”

"However, all things are born and all things are born together. Taoists believe that the Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things......"

Chu Ziheng slapped him on the back of the head and scolded: "You big mouth, when has this happened, can you talk about the point." ”

"Divine Sense!"

"Divine sense?" The crowd was confused.

"Yes, although this razor wind can tear through the tangible, it cannot destroy the intangible. You only need to use your divine sense to block it and turn it into a barrier to resist this razor wind. ”

"Everyone now release their own consciousness, there is no resistance or hostility, we need to mix the consciousness together to form a protective layer, and we must survive the whole razorwind time."

At this time, it was too late to hesitate, even Ji Ziyang had already let go of his hostility, after all, it was still important to live.

Several divine senses erupted from their respective celestial spirit covers, and various colored streamers hung high above their heads, illuminating the dim desert brightly.

Except for Chu Ziheng, the rest of the people were all cultivators of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, compared to Ji Ziyang's divine sense was slightly weaker, and the divine consciousness of several small bandits was obviously stronger and more aggressive.

Immediately, a vertical eye also burst open on Chu Ziheng's forehead, and the brilliant golden light condensed in it, and there seemed to be a small golden tide in it, dazzling like a round of sun.

The golden lake was bubbling and surging, and there was constantly golden power flowing out, rippling like water waves, condensing into a sword shape in the void. Then this little golden sword went up to the sky, emitting a thousand rays of light, dazzling, and it directly overshadowed the sum of the other four.

"Half-step high-level divine sense!" Tu Bubble exclaimed.

You must know that the half-step power is already beyond the strength of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and it is an existence standing on the first small step of Sendai, and the difference between it and Chu Ziheng's own Dao Palace Secret Realm is too far.

This is no longer a question of crossing a few small realms, but a question of more than a dozen small realms!

Chu Ziheng pursed his lips, this powerful divine consciousness was left to him by the Black Emperor, you must know that the Black Emperor followed the existence of the Beginningless Emperor, even if tens of thousands of years have passed, his strength has been greatly reduced, but what is the matter with a half-step powerful divine consciousness left.

"Great, we're saved." Everyone was overjoyed, and after Chu Ziheng's divine consciousness joined, a barrier completely condensed by divine consciousness had been formed, completely enveloping them in it.

In the distance, the heavens and the earth became more and more dim, and the yellow sand filled the sky, causing everything around them to turn into chaos. I could only vaguely see that a yellow dragon rose into the air in the distance, the sound was like a bull's roar, and several muffled thunders resounded between heaven and earth, as if falling into hell.

The rumbling sound made the empty earth shake, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping, and as if there were raging waves of the angry sea.

"We must hold on, or we will all die." Jing Yao yelled.

Before the wind came, it was easy to hold the barrier. But when the razor wind actually moved in front of him, every wind force was like a razor on the barrier.

Although it was dark outside, and I couldn't see anything clearly, I could still hear the clanging sound of the wind colliding with the barrier.

In this case, the rate of consumption of divine consciousness was extremely exaggerated, beyond their imagination, after all, they had to support such a huge barrier.

Soon, except for Chu Ziheng, everyone's divine consciousness had been exhausted, and he was the only one who was still desperately holding on.

Five minutes... Ten minutes... Twenty minutes... The razor wind still howled, showing no signs of abating.

"I'm dying..."Chu Ziheng gritted his teeth and insisted, in the vertical eye on his forehead, a small golden lake was about to dry up.

If it was just him, it would be no problem to hold on for more than half an hour, but the area of the barrier to protect the five people was too large, and the consumption in the raging wind was unimaginable.

Finally, in a strong wind, the entire barrier was swept into the sky, along with several of them. From a distance, it looks like a small golden ball of light is fluttering in the yellow sand, just like a small boat on the waves when a tsunami is coming, and it may be destroyed at any time.

"I can't hold it..."Chu Ziheng's eyes were about to crack, his divine sense was almost about to collapse, and the golden barrier that emitted a faint light beside him finally shattered at this time.

Everyone's bodies were insignificant in the wind, and they gradually disappeared.