There were dozens of people in the caravan, except for the old man Zhang, who was surprised with a faint smile on his face at this time, and all the others were demented, desperate, and shocked and regretful. All kinds of complex expressions appeared on everyone's faces at this time, and they were infinitely magnified to the extreme.

There were even a few people who saw something terrible for the first time, and it was such a terrifying whirlwind of death, those people directly rolled their eyes and fainted on the ground, but at this time no one could take care of them.

There were also a few people who were ready to flee because of their good skills, but they suddenly found that the speed of the whirlwind of death was several times faster than them, and they couldn't escape at all.

The Great Whirlwind of Death is ten thousand feet in diameter, and Tall is connected from heaven to earth, a pillar of heaven and earth! Everywhere I went, the sand flew and the sand sea was turbulent, as if it was a violent sea tornado rolled up on the sea. However, this one is countless times more violent than the so-called raging sea tornado.

Chu Chou stopped walking and walking, Zhao Zhishui didn't know why, but since the master stopped, she naturally stopped, and stopped there, originally puzzled, but then opened her mouth wide.

I saw that there was a misty smoke in front of them at the beginning, and before Zhao Zhishui could ask her master, she saw that the thin smoke quickly grew into a pillar that reached the sky, and the terrifying aura was mixed with lightning, Zhao Zhishui couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this scene for the first time.

"Master, is this a tornado?" Zhao Zhishui asked curiously.

Chu Chou nodded, "This is the 'Great Whirlwind of Death' that is famous in the West Pole Land with its terrifying power, and this level of the Great Whirlwind can be said to be one of the biggest natural disasters in the West Pole Land. ”

Zhao Zhishui looked at it for a moment, and then spoke: "Master, I feel that I can withstand the tearing of this big whirlwind. ”

Chu Chou looked at the strong eagerness and enthusiasm in Zhao Zhishui's eyes, and nodded: "Go ahead, this kind of tempering, I only tried it when I was in the seven-grade realm." Although you are now in the six-rank realm, as a natural sword embryo, you can still give it a try. ”

After Zhao Zhishui got the master's approval, he nodded happily, jumped up, and rushed towards the "whirlwind of death" in front of him.

The process of approaching the Great Whirlwind of Death was quite difficult for Zhao Zhishui, who was still in the Six-Rank Realm, but it could also be approached.

Zhao Zhishui took a deep breath and lifted the internal force of his whole body, a layer of internal force "smeared" on the surface of his body, which was used to resist some gravel and fine sand blown up by the violent whirlwind, these gravel and fine sand can easily penetrate people's bodies, even if they are monks, at least they need the seven-rank realm to completely ignore these high-speed moving gravel sand. However, except for geniuses like Zhao Zhishui.

Bang! Bang!

The closer Zhao Zhishui got to the big tornado, the denser and more intense the oncoming gravel and fine sand around her, but all of them were blocked by the internal force barrier she had held up, making a muffled sound.

Although the Great Whirlwind of Death is not moving slowly, it is still slower than Zhao Zhishui's figure. She quickly caught up with the whirlwind of death.

"Sword out!" Although Zhao Zhishui has not yet reached the realm of the seventh rank and cannot successfully control the sword to kill the enemy, it is still possible to let the long sword on his waist unsheath and keep it suspended for a short time.

The long sword that Chu Chou gave her quickly unsheathed and hovered in front of Zhao Zhishui, Zhao Zhishui's heart moved, and the long sword rushed directly into the whirlwind of death.

Although the diameter of the Great Whirlwind of Death is 10,000 zhang, the real core, the real horror, is the range of tens of zhang in the center.

Zhao Zhishui withstood the huge wind and tearing force and walked outside the core area of the big whirlwind, she looked at the area of the black hole in front of her, her eyes calm.

In the core area of the great whirlwind of the black hole, thunder and lightning appeared from time to time, but compared to the violent noise of the rest of the vast area of the Great Whirlwind of Death, this place was eerily silent. It was as if that range of tens of zhang could swallow everything, including sunlight and sound.

This is where the power of the big whirlwind lies, and the powerful force makes Zhao Zhishui a little shaky at this time, and Zhao Zhishui is a runner at this time, trying to be consistent with this area.

The surrounding wind and sand continued to blow Zhao Zhishui, but she had no distractions, only focusing on the nature of this heaven and earth, polishing her sword intent and internal force to make it more pure.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she spit out a breath of turbidity, she completely digested the original demon soul of the demon clan giant python of the eight-rank peak realm before, and at this time she stepped into the sixth-grade peak realm!

Zhao Zhishui grinned in a certain direction.

Not far outside the Great Whirlwind of Death, Chu Chou smiled slightly, which was a response, although Zhao Zhishui could not see him, but he could clearly see Zhao Zhishui's situation through the dense layers of wind and sand curtains.

After Zhao Zhishui consolidated his realm slightly, he looked up at the dark and silent core area of the big whirlwind in front of him, his gaze was firm, and then he stepped in!

As soon as she entered, Zhao Zhishui felt a feeling of dizziness, even though she was already at the peak of the sixth rank realm, and her strength had increased greatly, she still did not stand firm at this time, and was dragged away by the invisible terrifying power in the darkness of the core area, and she followed the violent storm at this time, spinning violently.

Under normal circumstances, monks in the seven-rank realm will not dodge this once-in-a-century whirlwind of death, but have been sharpening it recently, because the internal force of the upper three grades is profound, so they are not afraid of this great whirlwind. However, no monk of the Seventh Rank Realm had ever dared to venture into the core area of this kind of great whirlwind! It was usually tempered in the marginal area, after all, this kind of great whirlwind happened once in a hundred years, and if he didn't take advantage of it, he would definitely regret it.

It's just that in the core area of this level of the Great Whirlwind, there were monks of the Seventh-Rank Peak Realm who had great curiosity to enter, and they never came out again! Since then, some Eight-Rank Realm Grandmasters have been lucky enough to encounter this rare Great Whirlwind of Death, and they will only stand outside the core area for a while, temper and comprehend, and will not risk breaking into the core area of the Great Whirlwind. Therefore, so far, the dark and unknown core area is still a mystery to the people in the rivers and lakes of the Western Pole. There was once a monk at the peak of the Eighth Rank Realm who said that the dark core area could be entered, but it had to be a monk from the Eighth Rank Realm and higher!

As soon as Zhao Zhishui came in, she was swept away, and the internal force barrier on the surface of her body was suddenly torn apart, and a huge tearing force dragged Zhao Zhishui fiercely, she felt like an ant, and at this time she was hammered by a human with a fist. It was the first time she had encountered such a sinister situation, and it was the first time she had tasted the taste of facing death! This time it was clearly a mistake in her judgment that she thought she could withstand the force.

It was so dark in front of her that she couldn't even open her eyes at all, and there was a sharp pain all over her body, and she felt like she was about to die.

A few miles away from the whirlwind of death, Old Man Zhang and the others in the caravan looked at the huge whirlwind that was rushing towards them, and they also had the same thoughts, and felt that they couldn't live.

Chu Chou did not intercept Zhao Zhishui when he stepped into the dark area of the big whirlwind. He knew that no matter what kind of identity or how amazing a young monk was, he had to go through this hurdle, and he had to go through the baptism of death, and the flowers in the greenhouse could not grow, and the monk who did not have the baptism of pain could not become a master.

In fact, Chu Chou didn't care about Zhao Zhishui's future realm and achievements at all, he only hoped that when he was away, she could live happily alone. So at this time, he saw Zhao Zhishui covered in bruises, and his face was distressed.

But he had no choice but to do this, otherwise he would leave, if Zhao Zhishui did not have the ability to walk the rivers and lakes and the state of mind when encountering dangerous situations, he would be easily hurt.

When he felt that it was almost there, he stepped into the dark area at the core of the Great Whirlwind of Death, dragged Zhao Zhishui, who was almost unconscious, and then blessed an internal force barrier on the surface of his body to protect her from harm.

In the end, Chu Chou threw a punch at random, and this punch hit the dark area at the core of the Great Whirlwind of Death.

Thundered!

A violent and deafening sound echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying whirlwind of death collapsed in an instant, like a city wall that had been smashed by a single punch. The sand of the gravel that obscured the sky and fell to the ground was spectacular, as if it were a sandstorm.

Soon, heaven and earth returned to peace. Because of the great cyclone, the sky is even clearer and bluer than before.

The caravan's old man Zhang and the others looked at the sudden collapse of the whirlwind of death dumbfounded, and for a while there was no excitement in their hearts for the rest of their lives, but endless incomprehension and confusion. After a while, everyone came back to their senses, many middle-aged men had ruddy eyes, and some of the younger ones had weak mental endurance, and they couldn't cry at this time.

Zhao Zhishui barely opened a trace of his eyes, and said weakly: "I'm sorry, Master......"

Chu Chou looked distressed and helped Zhao Zhishui, "It's Master's fault, you shouldn't have been allowed to try these directly." ”

Zhao Zhishui smiled slightly, and said stubbornly: "Sooner or later, I will have to go through it, I understand it." Master rest assured...... I'm fine......"

After that, Zhao Zhishui fainted, obviously seriously injured.

Chu Chou silently injected his internal force into the apprentice's body to help him recover from his injuries.

While looking at Zhao Zhishui's immature and young face, he sighed softly: "I'm sorry." ”