Lan Wu and his party quickened their pace. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The mountain range in front of me stretched across the horizon, and the detour added at least several times the distance to reach the other side of the mountain. Although the three of them carried a lot of water and food, no one dared to guarantee that they would be able to make it to a distant oasis. Therefore, I had to rush as hard as I could, walking as much distance as I could.

Towards the end of the evening, Variif suddenly stopped, shrugged his nose and sniffed, and then suddenly changed color, and shouted: "Stop, the weather is not right." ”

Gross glanced back at Varif suspiciously, then looked up at the sky. The burning clouds in the sky are very magnificent, and it is a rare beauty. He looked back at Variif again and retorted hesitantly, "The last two days have been sunny, and there will be no sandstorms. ”

"Don't you all notice the increase in the air?" Variv was in a hurry.

Lanwu and Gross looked at each other. Lan Wu is just a rookie in this regard. But Gross is a native of Lugoin. And he didn't feel that the moisture in the air had increased, it was still so dry and hot, and the air seemed to be burning.

"Trust me, find a safe place to hide and wait until the sandstorm is over before hitting the road." Varif didn't care about his old face, and almost pleaded.

As if to prove Varif's judgment, a dark cloud suddenly appeared behind the mountains in the distance, turning over the mountains at a speed visible to the naked eye, extending in this direction. Almost in the blink of an eye, the sunny sky suddenly changed, and the thick clouds pressed down and quickly turned black.

There was no need for Varif to say anything more this time. Ranwu anxiously told Varif to stay where he was, and then teleported out at the same time as Gross. Each person goes in one direction to find a safe place to hide.

"Don't go too far. The storm was followed by a terrifying sandstorm. Variif had no choice but to shout at the backs of the two of them. His strength is not strong. Although he was unwilling, he could only obey Lan Wu's arrangement. After all, the mage's teleportation is best suited for inquiry. However, it was the ghost of Alphaf who first found a safe place to hide.

When Lan Wu and the others teleported out to find a safe place, Lan Ya and the four were not idle. As ghosts, they are the most suitable scouts. Afaf, in particular, is no stranger to the gravel wastelands. Even if the terrain changed completely, she was the first to find a nice safe haven.

It wasn't long before Ranwu led the two Variif to the cave on the hillside, under the guidance of Afaf. The cave is very deep, stretching all the way to the depths, and it is perfect for sheltering from sandstorms.

Looking back at the dark clouds that seemed to cover the entire sky, the three of them went into the cave one after another, and then used the previous piece of linen to simply pull out a line of defense in the cave entrance.

A bonfire was lit and the cave was lit up. The three of them sat around the campfire, looking at each other helplessly and smiling bitterly. It was a pretty bad trip. First there are perverted demonic creatures, and then a terrifying sandstorm. He had just descended into a gravel wasteland, not even a dry highland, let alone a distant oasis. The world has changed dramatically, and much of the previous experience is no longer useful.

At this moment, there was a slight movement outside the cave, and then the sound of dense rain sounded. Like an unscrewed faucet, endless torrential rain pours down from the sky. A little rain drifting into the cave with the wind crackled on the linen. You can imagine how terrible the rainstorm outside was.

Listening to the torrential rain outside, the three of them had palpitations. Lan Wu and the others looked at Varif with more and more admiration. Thousands of years of inheritance really don't cover.

Storms come and go as fast as they come. After more than half an hour, the wind and rain stopped. Lan Wu walked over to the linen curtain and lifted a corner to look out. I saw that the sky over the mountains in the distance had turned earthy yellow. The dark clouds that were originally black and oppressive seemed to be afraid, and they no longer knew where to hide.

The earthy yellow color was like a plague, and the dark clouds that quickly eroded the sky and oppressed it, spreading at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Lan Wu could see it clearly, as the earthy yellow spread in the sky, there were countless small black spots squirming on the surface, obviously also afraid of the sandstorm's heavenly might, and countless creatures escaped from their respective nests.

"Come here, Varref, and see what's going on?" Lan Wu shouted back. Looking at the unidentified creatures trying to avoid the sandstorm, this time it may not be an ordinary sandstorm.

Varif and Gross hurried to hear the noise. The three of them stood at the entrance of the cave, looking into the distance against the growing mountain wind. After looking at it carefully for a while, Varif suddenly changed color, and screamed in fright: "Quickly block the hole." This is the most terrifying Wendini black sandstorm in the Alaroc Desert. ”

Hearing Varref's frightened screams, Gross suddenly lost his blood on his face, and quickly moved into action with a pale face. Seeing that the two of them looked so frightened, Lan Wu hurriedly followed suit, and his heart was almost crazy.

Nima: What's going on?

After some busyness, he finally sealed the hole before the yellow of the distant sky spread, and then completely sealed the gap with linen.

"God forbid." Lost soul, Varif returned to the campfire and muttered a prayer to the gods, "Hope we survive the Black Sandstorm." The gods are with us. ”

Lanwu was horrified by Varref's actions. Can't be at ease after being prepared to this extent? What is the origin of this Wendini Black Sandstorm?

As he thought, he looked at Gross, hoping that the native of Lugoin would be able to solve his doubts. I didn't want him to see that Gross was not much better than Varif at the moment, and he could clearly see that this Lu Gaoyin, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, was trembling all over. Apparently frightened.

"What is a Black Sandstorm?" Lan Wu was depressed and had to ask out loud. He didn't want to deepen the fear in their hearts at this time. But I have to let myself understand what makes the two of them so afraid.

Before the words fell, Variif and the others were visibly trembling, and their faces showed endless fear. After a long while, Variif explained in a trilling voice, "That's the power of heaven that even the demon god doesn't dare to resist. It would take at most half an hour for any creature in the midst of a black sandstorm to be torn to pieces by the raging sandstorms. The most terrifying thing is that black sandstorms never have a pattern. Sometimes it happens twice in quick a month. Sometimes it doesn't happen once for more than ten years in a row. ”

Speaking of this, his face improved a lot, and he continued: "Lu Gaoyin has been able to stand on the Twin Seashores for so many years. A large part of this is due to the fear of the Black Sandstorm and his refusal to risk his life, intent on attacking Rugauin from a mysterious sanctuary. Otherwise, if it had been willing to summon an army of demons to launch a general assault from outside the city or through the sewers, Rugoin would have been in ruins like the recent catastrophe. ”

Lan Wu was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time. There is such an inside story in this dare. At that moment, a muffled buzzing sound echoed through the cave.

Variif and Gross jumped up like frightened rabbits at the same time. The Black Sandstorm has arrived. (To be continued.) )