Hearing Yuan Miao's words, Chen'er became even more anxious, looking up at the yellow sand falling under the black pressure, and felt anxious in her heart.

I even mocked the two little bells, but I didn't expect it to be so magical.

I just hope that my uncle will break its yellow sand earlier, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Chen'er began to pray, praying that the white dye would be safe and quickly cracked.

Bai Ran also knew that it was urgent, but in its opinion, things had not yet reached the point of despair.

He wanted to rely on his demonic aura to forcibly break through the yellow sand and approach the king of the yellow sand and the sand bell, but the yellow sand was endless, cut off by himself, and stitched up again.

The quicksand is delicate, and the slightest is very small. It's like drawing a knife to cut off the water, and the water is more flowing.

I was able to break through a few meters before, but the more I went up, the heavier I felt.

Since it is impossible to force a breakthrough, then call the wind to help! Blow the yellow sand away, the weight is naturally easy, and it can also break through to the Shi Fa.

With an idea, Bai Dye withdrew his raised fingers, and the yellow sand instantly hit his face.

At this moment, the sleeve robe waved lightly, a burst of white light flashed, and a demonic qi barrier directly protected his body. It's just that he couldn't bear the weight of the yellow sand, and was directly pressed back.

Within the barrier, a diamond-shaped flower appeared at the center of the white-dyed eyebrows, his eyes were slightly closed, and words were in his mouth.

I saw that a breeze began to swirl around him, his clothes began to shake, and his long hair began to flutter.

The speed of chanting the incantation began to increase, and the breeze around him gradually became fierce and violent, and four small tornadoes hovered around Bai Zhan's body in a similar manner.

"Don't waste your efforts! Each grain of my yellow sand weighs two taels, and the amount of sand has reached tens of millions of catties at this time! With your breeze, it's not enough for me to fly out half a grain of yellow sand!"

Hearing this, Chen'er and Yuan Miao couldn't help but glance at each other.

This grain of yellow sand weighs two taels! At this time, it has reached the weight of tens of millions of catties, and it is by no means boasting and intimidation!

"Brother Miao, what should I do?" Chen'er frowned and asked Yuan Miao eagerly.

Yuan Miao shook her head, her expression was also very worried, she hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly spit out a sentence, "Believe Uncle Bai!"

At this time, I was in a hurry, and I really couldn't help, so I could only trust my uncle!

This yellow sand was originally created by the king of the yellow sand using his own demonic energy and the sand bell. The situation in the yellow sand is naturally clear.

Bai Ran didn't smile, ignoring his words, and continued to chant the spell of the wind.

The four small tornadoes gradually became two by two under the precise operation of Bai Dye, and after soaking and fusing with each other, the air volume of the remaining two had been several times stronger than the previous one. Then the remaining two joined again, and their wind volume should not be underestimated, through that barrier, although the surrounding yellow sand weighed tens of millions of pounds, but it did not prevent the hurricane from sweeping it away.

"This wind can blow my yellow sand!.....? How is this possible!?"

The surprised and panicked voice of the Yellow Sand King came from the Yellow Sand Straight Middle.

Uncle is about to crack it!

This was Chen'er's first reaction when she heard this!

"Although the yellow sand is heavy, it is fine!" Bai Ran put the hurricane in front of him into his hand, and said indifferently, "Your yellow sand is not ordinary yellow sand, but my wind is also not an ordinary wind!"

Before the words fell, I saw that Bai Ran calmly withdrew the barrier against the yellow sand, and the hand with the immeasurable wind suddenly raised to the sky! The hurricane swept away, increasing hundreds of times in an instant!

The surrounding yellow sand was swept into the sky by the howling of the hurricane.

From that seamless to the dust in the sky where the wind is howling!

Although it was still dark, it was much brighter than the feeling of obscuring the sky.

"Uncle, come on!"

Chen'er saw through the barrier that Bai Ran was four or five steps in front of him, and because the yellow sand was blown away, he couldn't help but shout.

Bai Ran nodded, without too much nostalgia.

Looking up at the sky, the Yellow Sand King at this time was already tired and a little out of breath, and his breath was unsteady.

This large amount of yellow sand is all refined by his own demonic energy, and the yellow sand has been falling continuously, which means that he is constantly consuming his demonic energy.

With tens of millions of catties of yellow sand, his body should have been unbearable for a long time!

Using the hurricane to sweep away the yellow sand in the sky, the white sword hovered in front of Bai Ran's body, and his fingers suddenly pointed towards the king of the yellow sand!

The king of the yellow sand saw a little cold light flashing in the yellow sand, and knew that it was the white sword that was dyed white!

At this time, the yellow sand was swept away by the hurricane, and there was no protective barrier.

Therefore, if you want to avoid the white sword, you must stop calling the sand bell in your hand.

Although the Yellow Sand King was a little angry, he was more surprised.

He has been in the sand countless times, and he has become famous because of this, and I don't know how many lives he buried in his yellow sand.

But today it is ruined by the wind!

The attitude towards white dyeing has subtly become a little curious and admired.

"I didn't expect that my Yellow Sand King Yusha would be planted in your little wind countless times!"

He muttered and gritted his teeth helplessly.

Bai Ran snorted lightly and shook his head disapprovingly.

Is this a small wind? This is an immeasurable wind! It is a wind that lifts mountains and drains the sea!

Just as he was about to withdraw the bell to avoid the white sword, two figures suddenly flew from the sky.

Bai Ran's eyes froze, and he looked at it suddenly, only to hear it.

"Brother Xian, don't worry, wait for my brother to wish you a hand!"

Chen'er and Yuan Miao, who were still excited because Bai Dye had cracked the yellow sand, instantly turned ugly after hearing this.

The king of the yellow sand was overjoyed.

"You're so shameless!, you even invited a helper!" Yuan Miao pointed at the King of Huangsha and shouted angrily, "Shameless, scum!"

The King of the Yellow Sand snorted lightly, ignored Yuan Miao, and did not avoid the white sword, but instead shouted at the two figures, "Big brother, the foolish brother wants to borrow your black water!"

Hearing this, Bai Ran secretly screamed, "Not good".

If the yellow sand meets the water, wouldn't it be more difficult to break through!?

Bai Ran frowned, and his indifferent expression instantly became cold.

The palm that gathered demonic energy suddenly hit towards the white sword, wanting to increase the speed of the white sword with the help of strength!

This is a time of racing against time, no matter what kind of water the black water is, just looking at his uncle's face, Chen'er knows that his uncle, who has always been calm and calm, is also afraid!

"Ants in the sand, look at this king's black water subdued with you!"

Before the words fell, I saw a huge bronze basin instantly appear in front of the Yellow Sand King.

The bronze basin tilts, and a large amount of water flows from it!

The color of the water turned out to be black!

Seeing that the white sword was about to pierce into the Yellow Sand King, it was still a step too late!

The yellow sand absorbs water, and the black water mixes with the yellow sand, and suddenly becomes solid and heavy, like a mound blocking in front of you!

The white sword failed, and the white dye decisively took it back!

The yellow sand and black water gradually mixed down, and the immeasurable wind was gradually suppressed and consumed, getting smaller and smaller, and more and more unable to blow the yellow sand in the sky.

When the yellow sand mixes with the black water, it becomes obscured again.

The immeasurable wind is about to run out!

It seems that after this black water is mixed with yellow sand, the weight and solidity have undoubtedly increased by more than one level, comparable to Dali rock!