The speed of the tornado was much faster than the speed of a human run, and before the two of them could run a few steps, they were chased by the tornado and swept into the sky!

The two of them swirled with the tornado, and their eyes were covered with yellow sand, and they couldn't see where the other was.

Shen Zhifeng grabbed Xue Jue's wrist fiercely with both hands, and did not dare to relax at all. She didn't know where the two were going, she just felt the spinning about to spit out.

"You let go of my hand, I'm going to use the spirit rune!" Xue Jue whispered.

Shen Zhifeng didn't listen to him, the strength in his hand was stronger than just now, and he couldn't wait to pinch his nails into his flesh.

Xue Jue was really helpless, so he had to take out the jade short sword from his waist with one hand and slash it in the direction of his arm. Blood seeped out, but no pain was felt.

He thought that maybe the wind and sand were too big and he had no instincts, so he drew a spirit rune with blood.

The power of the spirit rune was much higher than before, and he silently recited the spell to hit it. After a spin in the tornado, the rune formed an enchantment around the two of them. The wind and sand surround the outside of the barrier, and you can't get in at all. The two of them finally stopped spinning and slowly fell from the eye of the wind.

Shen Zhifeng felt that his arm hurt a lot, and only after landing did he let go of Xue Jue's hand.

The tornado flew past the two of them and faded away.

Xue Jue breathed a long sigh of relief, lowered his head and prepared to bandage the wound, but he didn't find the location where his arm was cut at all.

"Ahh

Shen Zhifeng couldn't help but scream, pointing to the sword marks on his arm and said, "Daoist Xue, even if you really want me to let go, you won't cut my arm!"

The corners of Xue Jue's mouth twitched, and he finally understood why he didn't feel pain just now, and the power of this spirit rune was beyond his expectations. He bowed his head apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I just made a mistake." ”

Shen Zhifeng pouted, raised his arm in front of Xue Jue, and said, "I don't care, if you hurt me, you will be responsible!"

Xue Jue's face changed slightly, and he said, "How can you be responsible?"

Shen Zhifeng's eyes rolled for a moment, and he pretended to be serious and said, "You are responsible for finding the direction that you can go out!"

Xue Jue felt as if he had been tricked, but when he saw the still bleeding wound on Shen Zhifeng's arm, he felt distressed and reluctantly agreed to her.

Shen Zhifeng smiled and handed the compass to Xue Jue, and said, "Okay, it's up to you next." ”

Xue Jue held the compass to find directions, and his face was dissatisfied. Looking at it, his face was ugly. I don't know what's going on, but the compass in his hand rotates vigorously, as if something has interfered with it.

He frowned and looked up, and found that there was a royal city made of sand and soil not far away!

Shen Zhifeng also discovered the castle, blinked his eyes and said, "Ahhh

Huhu is also one of the countries of the Western Regions, and mortals live in ancient castles made of yellow sand. And Emperor Yuxuan was also born here. His deity is a green turtle who absorbed the essence of heaven and earth and cultivated into a spirit beast, and then lived in the Yueban Lake for hundreds of years and finally ascended to the rank of immortal.

A hint of strangeness flashed in Xue Jue's heart, and he always felt as if he had been here.

Shen Zhifeng dragged Xue Jue and said excitedly: "Maybe there is a Taoist temple of my master in the royal city here, let's go and have a look!"

Xue Jue said helplessly: "Aren't we looking for a direction?"

"It doesn't take much time to take a look. Shen Zhifeng said very seriously.

Xue Jue couldn't resist her, so he had to sigh and follow her.

From a distance, this royal city is made of yellow sand, but when you really get closer, you find that it is unusually majestic. The combination of large and small rooms towers into the sky, as if it can completely obscure the sky.

Shen Zhifeng raised his head and looked at it, and he couldn't close his mouth in shock.

The exterior of the royal castle is carved with many patterns, and the wind blows faintly and emits light, like flowing water on the walls. In the middle of the ancient castle, a yellow flag fluttered slightly, and the word "Hu" was written on it.

Xue Jue frowned and looked at everything in front of him, and the strange feeling became more and more obvious. There was a bit of suffocation in his chest, as if something was about to burst out.

The two men entered it, looked at the dusty staircase, and the damaged gate and railing, and understood that this place was probably deserted for a long time.

Shen Zhifeng kicked away a few stones with his foot, and felt that there seemed to be a flash of evil qi in it. She lit a fire talisman to check the situation, and the silence around her seemed to be just an illusion.

Xue Yao's face became more and more ugly, and his fingers couldn't help but clench. He stopped abruptly, clutching his chest and gasping for air.

Shen Zhifeng sensed that something was wrong with Xue Jue, hurriedly came over, and asked, "Daoist Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Jue gritted his teeth and shook his head, and when he wanted to speak, he suddenly squatted down holding his chest. He trembled, his face was pale, he couldn't say a word, he could only barely stand on the side of the wall that was staggering.

Shen Zhifeng threw the fire spirit talisman aside, nervously ran over and hugged Xue Jue's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Daoist Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Jue gritted his teeth, leaning on the wall and wanted to walk outside, but he didn't expect his whole body to fall to the ground at once!

Is there something in here that would cause him to do this?

Shen Zhifeng squinted his eyes, didn't care about anything else, put Xue Yao's arm on his shoulder, and said, "No matter what, I'll help you out!" As he spoke, he supported his body and walked slowly outside.

Xue Jue took two steps, and his eyes suddenly turned red. He turned around and suddenly pushed Shen Zhifeng against the wall, glaring at Shen Zhifeng with fierce eyes.

Shen Zhifeng was suddenly pressed against the wall without resistance at all, and his back hit and grinned in pain. She was dissatisfied and wanted to break free, but the strength in Xue Jue's hand increased.

"You, what are you doing?" Shen Zhifeng had an ominous premonition.

As if he hadn't heard her words, Xue Jue directly took out the jade short sword and put it on her neck.

Shen Zhifeng hurriedly raised his hands and said tremblingly: "Daoist Xue, I'm Shen Zhifeng! I'm not a monster, we have something to say, can you put away the sword first?"

"Why, Peng Yu?" Xue Jue squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

Shen Zhifeng was inexplicable, one hand hung down and secretly drew a spirit rune on the wall behind him.

Unexpectedly, Xue Jue had already noticed it, grabbed her hand, and said coldly: "Peng Yu, I treat you well on weekdays, why would you do such a thing?"

What the hell did you do?

Shen Zhifeng didn't understand Xue Jue's words at all, and it wasn't until he saw a tail feather on Xue Jue's neck that he reacted, he should have been manipulated.