The wind roared in his ears, like a herd of beasts roaring in unison.

Under the sweep of the wind, the sand Shuo in the sky slapped on the face of the needle, like a knife.

The huge wind force pulls around, flickering left and right, up and down, and it is difficult for ordinary people to stand still.

Under the feet of the needle gold is no longer solid grass, but sand.

There was sand everywhere.

Sand is also flying in the air.

The lush forest is completely gone.

It's the desert!

Desert in the middle of the night.

In the desert, the wind roared, the sand flew all over the sky, and the explorers in the camp let out a frightened cry.

Needle Jin was stunned for a moment, then reacted, his heart was shocked, and two words appeared in his mind-

"Teleport!"

"Teleportation has been activated again, and this time, we have all been teleported into the desert. ”

The first time he experienced teleportation, he was being hunted by a swarm of fire venom bees. After the teleportation was activated, he was moved from the rainforest to the forest, indirectly saving his life.

It was the second teleportation he had experienced, and like the first, it was silent, without any signs before the teleportation.

But this time, the luck of the needle gold was too bad.

Not only was he teleported to the desert, but he also happened to be caught in a sandstorm!

"We must bring everyone together!" said that the mouth of the needle was about to call, and his mouth was immediately filled with sand.

Needle Gold had no choice but to cover his mouth and barely shout, but the shouts were covered by the wind.

The wind got stronger.

The sand hit the needle's body, and a tingling sensation of slight pain kept coming.

The bad weather became terrifying.

"Dust storm?" Realizing this, Needlegold's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

"Zidi, wait for me!" he had to stop shouting and run forward from memory.

With a whirl, a tent swooped down the wind shroud towards the needle, like a gray ghost troll in the night.

With a wave of his hand, the extremely sharp blade cut the tent in half, and flew over the body of the needle gold on the left and right, and was immediately swept away by the wind.

The tents in these camps were nailed to the ground, but after they were also teleported, the stakes that were originally deeply embedded in the soil were scattered on the surface of the desert.

Without a fixed effect, the tent collapsed and was swept away by the wind.

"Oops. He walked for a moment and found that he could not make out the correct direction.

First of all, teleported over, in the dark night wind and sand, there is no reference object to distinguish the south, south, north, west, and north.

Secondly, the tents were flying around, and the original layout of the camp was unrecognizable.

Finally, in the wind and sand, you can't rely on shouting to contact other team members.

Needle Gold was also at a loss for a while.

And in just a few breaths, the wind doubled!

"Help me......" Needle Gold suddenly heard a faint cry for help, coming from above his head.

He jerked his head and saw a dark shadow that flickered above his head.

Needle Gold immediately realized that it was one of the explorers who had been blown away by a hurricane.

The wind strengthens and becomes very terrifying, which can easily blow away adults.

Needle Gold subconsciously stretched out his arm, but in the blink of an eye, the member of the exploration team who called for help disappeared into the wind and sand.

It's too late.

"Purple Hair is the lightest. She's in too much danger!" Needle Gold couldn't help but feel anxious when he thought of this.

"Zidi, where are you now?"

As if in response to the strong voice of the needle, a white light suddenly lit up in the wind and sand in front of him to the left.

The white light was like fire, burning in the dim vision.

On this island, low-level magic and fighting spirit are forbidden, and according to Needlegold's perception of the exploration team, this white light flame can only be produced by medicine.

And where the white light flame is, it is obviously Zidi's true location.

"Clever!" Needle Gold couldn't help but praise secretly, and immediately ran to stare at the location of the white light flame.

He ran very hard, and the terrifying wind could blow away adults, but in the end, he was a Dou Qi cultivator, although he couldn't use his Dou Qi now, but Dou Qi cultivation made his physical fitness beyond the ordinary.

In this situation, the needle gold can barely resist this wind.

But as he approached, the white flames dissipated.

"Is the potion ineffective?" Zidi, wait for me!"

Needle Jin's heart shook slightly, and he became more and more anxious.

After a few more steps, I exhaled, and a huge object seemed to strike in the dim vision.

The boy hurriedly leaned down and lowered his head to avoid the object.

It turned out to be a rather large tree trunk, and there were indeed some trunks stored in the camp, which were left over from making short bows and so on.

The trunk was much heavier than an adult, but now it was easily swept away by the wind.

Needle gold can't run anymore.

With each step, he had to push down hard, sticking his feet into the sand until he was ankle-wetting, so he could fight the wind.

What bothered him even more was not the hurricane, but the sand shuo whistling in the wind.

The sand hits the body and face of the needle, bringing obvious synaesthesia. The eyes could not be completely opened to prevent being blinded, so they could only squint a slit to observe.

It got darker.

There was not a glimmer of light, and I could barely see my fingers.

Needle Gold can only move forward from memory, and he has no confidence about whether the direction is correct.

The power of nature was so majestic that at this moment, the boy felt deeply how small he was.

As time passed, the needle's heart was cold.

"I've walked at least a hundred steps, but I still haven't found Zidi. ”

"Was she swept away by the wind, or did I unknowingly go in the wrong direction?"

"God, Emperor Shengming...... What should I do?"

Hesitant and dazed, like a puff of black smoke, choking the boy's nose and eyes.

And in the boy's chest, there seemed to be a burning flame.

It was the fire of anger, unwillingness, hatred!

"I'm already in control of the exploration team. ”

"Finally, the hunt was successful, and there was plenty of food for the time being. ”

"In the blink of an eye, it became like this!"

"Am I supposed to die on this island?"

"Am I supposed to watch the people close to me die one by one?"

"Could it be that the fall of the Hundred Needles family is just around the corner?"

"No!"

"How can I, how can I let such a thing happen?!"

The boy was filled with righteous indignation and tried his best.

However, the invisible fate, like the god king high in the sky, occasionally saw the needle gold, like finding a rebellious ant, fate stretched out its fingers like a mountain and pressed it.

Needle Gold wanted to look up, but his head was getting lower and lower.

Needle Gold wanted to straighten his body, but he had to bend down and bend his body so that he could move forward slowly.

Needle Gold wanted to glare, to shout or roar, but he could only grope his way forward in this roaring darkness, with his eyes closed and his mouth closed.

The wind is still building up!

Soon, it was so big that the needle had to resist with all its might.

The boy sadly realized that at this moment, he could no longer save anyone. Because his own life is at stake!

He tried to stir up the fighting spirit, but he still failed.

He wanted to mutate again, but no matter how crazy he tried, he couldn't sense the crystal nucleus in his heart, and he never succeeded.

In desperation, he had no choice but to pray to the gods.

"O my great Emperor Shengming, you are a god who walks on the earth, and now your followers are facing a desperate situation, and the splendor of the knight will be drowned by the wind and sand. Listen, have mercy, and help me out of this predicament, so that I may continue to walk in the way You have appointed and continue to show Your might. ”

But the gods didn't respond.

The teenager was furious.

Juvenile protests.

The teenager grieves.

Teenager struggles.

The teenager was exhausted and finally fell into a coma.

There was no boundless darkness.

A mysterious beast roar made the boy regain a trace of consciousness.

"Where am I?"

"This is the place?"

"I ...... Who am I?"

It's dark.

No one answered him.

There is only endless darkness.

"Wait, I think I heard the roar of a beast just now?"

Soon, the boy himself gradually remembered the identity of the Templars and nobles, his name was Needle Gold, his fiancée Zidi, the treacherous island, the exploration team, and the teleportation in the middle of the night, and the violent and terrifying sandstorm......

With this process, the teenager's consciousness was fully revived, and he finally came to his senses completely.

Then, he felt a heavy pressure, squeezing his whole body from all sides, making it difficult for him to breathe,

"So, I'm afraid I'm buried in the sand?"

Naturally, the horror hit my heart.

No one wants to be buried alive!

Needle Gold was extremely nervous.

But he did not immediately open his eyes, nor did he get up in a hurry, but calmly perceived.

The cultivation of fighting spirit not only makes his strength far superior to others, but also perceives.

He sees farther and clearer than ordinary people, and hears more and more carefully than ordinary people.

Although he couldn't see now, and the loudest sound he heard was just the sound of his heartbeat, he could feel a little more pressure in either direction.

Then, with all his might, he struggled with all his limbs.

Struggling!

Desperately struggling!

Because the boy knew that this was his last chance to survive.