"Not good!" Han Lang was stunned and shouted anxiously.

He began to realize that this sandstorm was probably the reason why Yingluo, as a strong god of war, firmly chose to escape, otherwise how could there be such a weak god of war in the world? Don't even dare to fight, and run away from beginning to end?

Moreover, Han Lang also began to notice an important thing, he only cared about fighting, but he never understood what this task was?

The path of the gods can be killed, but only on specific occasions, and at the moment this endless desert is obviously a task, otherwise Yingluo would not choose to attack the animal tamers of the human race in this place, and the killing in the exchange station is not allowed.

"He must be stopped, right now!" Han Lang thought in his heart.

"Ghost Claw!"

With Han Lang's loud shout, the ghost claw suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Han Lang, grabbed Han Lang's shoulder, and then used all his strength to push him forward.

Yes, Ghost Claw is not an ordinary genetic beast, he is the product of the merger of the Dark Apostle and the mother worm, in addition to the appearance of a bug and long thighs, Ghost Claw also has two arms, just to play a role at a critical moment.

Now is the critical time!

The ghost claw first threw out Han Lang, and then threw the demon claw out, after all, it was the first powerful genetic beast under Han Lang, the ability of the ghost claw was undoubted, Han Lang and the demon claw both gained an amazing instantaneous acceleration, almost jumping over the top of Yingluo's head!

Swish~

Suddenly~

I saw that Yingluo's body became smarter, and there was still a sinister sneer on his face. The speed became even faster, and even the silver fox had to fight hard to catch up with him.

Sure enough, this damn guy has been hiding his hand! He did it on purpose!

Han Lang was furious in his heart. But there was nothing he could do, because he was now in the air, and people couldn't borrow their strength in the air, so he could only watch the tassels accelerate towards the sandstorm, and the little thing was still carrying out his orders, chasing him to death.

"Can't let him run, never!"

I saw that I had already begun to fall. And the devil's claw was behind Han Lang, Han Lang suddenly stretched his right hand back and grabbed the devil's claw.

Now. Han Lang's right arm has been completely darkened, and he uses the power of darkening!

"Go! Stop him for me! ”

Swish~

The devil's claws speed up again!

This acceleration was given to him by Han Lang!

After two consecutive accelerations, the devil's claw finally gained faster speed than the little thing, and the two of them were left and right. Finally caught up with Yingluo.

The god of war thought it was incredible. Because the acceleration that Han Lang gave to the devil's claw just now seemed to be stronger than the devil's claw, he always thought that the devil's claw was the highest combat power among the pursuers behind him, but now it seems that it is possible that Han Lang is stronger than the devil's claw.

It was too late, and the devil's claw had really crossed the tassel and ran to the position directly in front of the tassel, ready to be with the silver fox. Stop the tassels!

Unlike cunning little things, devil's claws are flawed from birth. He's stupid, and he only attacks, when he faces one enemy, the devil's claws attack, and when he faces ten thousand enemies, the devil's claws still attack!

So I watched the devil's claws lower his head, start at full speed, and attack the reins of the reins, like a stupid bull, and the little guy of the silver fox was on the side, with a cunning light flashing in his little eyes, as long as the stupid claws rushed, the little thing would have a chance to sneak attack, looking for a chance to scratch you to death! The little one thought to himself.

This was already Han Lang's fastest speed, and at this time, he really hoped that he could put wings on his back, because he knew very well what the consequences would be if he let a stunned young man like the devil's claw intercept Yingluo.

Unless you die in battle, your claws will never retreat!

Han Lang must speed up! Speed up again! Hurry up and fight alongside the goofy devils!

Han Lang saw an amazing scene in front of him, the sandstorm had arrived unstoppably, and the claws that had always been brave also pounced on Yingluo's body, and the little thing Silver Fox showed its sharp claws and attacked from the side.

Swish~

Click~

Rumble~

Han Lang could only see this last scene, and then, Yingluo, Demon Claw, and Silver Fox all disappeared in this rare sandstorm.

The worst result was nothing more than this, Han Lang found that his dark pupil technique was useless in the face of this sandstorm, and the black sand blocked Han Lang's vision and hit him hard in the face.

Yes, the black sandstorm, completely different from the yellow sand seen along the way, has a magical, inexplicable power.

Han Lang was forced to reduce his speed, because this strange black sandstorm was so powerful that it could actually shake Han Lang, who already had a quasi-war god cultivation, which showed that this desert was really not ordinary.

"Silver Fox!"

"Devil's Claw!"

Han Lang walked hard in the black sandstorm, shouting loudly, the sound could not be transmitted too far, and every time Han Lang opened his mouth, thousands of sand would get into it.

Han Lang suddenly felt that something was pulling his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that it was a silver fox, and the little guy was also blown around, but he seemed to be very anxious, and he didn't care about the damage caused by the black sandstorm to himself, so he desperately pulled Han Lang and asked him to go with him.

Soon, Han Lang followed the silver fox to find the devil's claw, and the silly little monster was lying in the black sand, most of which had been buried by the black sand, and it was dying.

Han Lang dug him out of the sand, only to see that the four legs of the devil's claw had been broken, and a deep wound was cut in the center of his body, revealing his organs, and the black sand continued to pour into the wound of the devil's claw, making the cleaning and healing work extremely difficult.

This heartfelt stupid thing was dying in Han Lang's arms, which made Han Lang suddenly feel his heart stinged.

"Fool, why don't you know how to dodge?" Han Lang's eyes were red, and he muttered in a low voice.

Of course the devil's claw doesn't dodge, he will only charge in this life, he won't dodge, even if he knows that the enemy's knife will kill him, the devil's claw is still firmly carrying out Han Lang's order, since Han Lang let the devil's claw stop Yingluo, even if the devil's claw gives up his life, he must execute.

Han Lang's love for his genetic beasts stems from their selfless loyalty.

The silver fox's two little paws were folded, and he was sad as if he was about to cry, he didn't dare to look at the dying claws in Han Lang's arms, and quietly turned his back.

At this time, Ghost Claw also arrived, although he did not have as many emotions as Silver Fox and Han Lang, but he knew very well what he should do at this moment.

I saw that Ghost Claw was like a mighty warrior, standing in front of Han Lang and Demon Claw, facing the black sandstorm, not moving at all, tilting his head, and using his body to shield the two of them from the wind and rain.

And the little thing of the silver fox sighed softly and disappeared into the crazy black sandstorm, Han Lang knew that the little guy went to reconnoitre, and he also did not forget his mission, even in such a harsh environment, he was still Han Lang's scout, to prevent Yingluo from killing a horse gun, this is the meaning of the existence of the little thing.

In this way, the ghost claw turned into a heroic warrior to block the sandstorm for Han Lang and the devil's claw, and the silver fox stared at the wild sand and roamed for Han Lang and the silver fox, while Han Lang himself began to treat the devil's claw injuries in this almost impossible environment.

The devil's claw looked at Han Lang blankly, and there seemed to be a little gratitude in his not very smart eyes.

"Don't move." Han Lang said in a deep voice, he gave Ghost Claw some shields and the like, things that could cover the sandstorm, the Ghost Claw was motionless against the sandstorm, these shields were held high, coupled with his wide and sturdy body, he really blocked most of the sandstorms.

At this time, the god of war suddenly spoke.

"You're treating this genetic beast? So much sand has entered the wound, have you finished cleaning it? It's not something of value, so it's better to kill him and build a new one! ”

Han Lang ignored him, this was the source force transmission, a technique that infused the sound into the source force transmission, only heard the sound, and could not determine where the tassel was, he might just want to interfere with Han Lang's mind.

And Han Lang's desire to save the devil's claws is unshakable.

Han Lang's values are very simple, whoever is good to him, he will be good to him, and whoever is not good to him, he will kill whoever he is.

The Demon Claw is the genetic beast that has been with Han Lang for the longest time, and judging from the current situation, the Demon Claw is no longer an irreplaceable existence, his combat power is not as good as the Ghost Claw, and his intelligence and speed are not as good as the Silver Fox.

But in Han Lang's heart, there will always be a place for the devil's claw, he is a nostalgic person, the combat power of the devil's claw may be replaced, but no one can replace the loyalty of this silly little monster.

This was an extremely difficult operation, and there were thousands of sand in the devil's claw wound, and they had to be removed from all of them, because this black sand had a strange ability that affected Han Lang's dark pupil technique, and it would also affect the demon's claw's physical functions.

Han Lang focused on the work in front of him, carefully and tirelessly, removing those hateful black sands, while the devil's claws lay quietly in Han Lang's arms.

At this moment, he should be grateful, after all, as a genetic synthesis beast, the probability of meeting a person like Han Lang is very small, although Han Lang's temper is not good, and he often kills people without saying a word, but he is very good at everything he has in the end.

Hour by hour, Han Lang spent a lot of precious time and energy to save a genetic beast that was of little value to Yingluo, and Han Lang was very meticulous.

The sandstorm gradually stopped, and the ground turned black, and all around it was black sand, which was not at all the same as the yellow sand, with an inexplicable magic.

At this time, Han Lang's ears heard a sound again.

"Do you know why I chose this battlefield? Because this is a special battlefield that only I know how to pass! You humans, though not dead yet, will soon all die! ”

"Welcome to the Path of the Gods special quest, Dune Castle!"

Dune Castle?

Han Lang frowned slightly, looked up and looked around, as the sandstorm gradually stopped, patches of black buildings emerged in the distance, buildings made of sand. (To be continued.) )