Chapter Eighty-Five: The Heavenly Tornado
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they all turned their heads to look back.
I saw that less than ten miles behind everyone, a vague yellow dragon, rolling in rolling dust and sand, with a breathtaking roar, the momentum was very amazing, and it was following everyone.
Compared with the sand and dust tornadoes that I had seen on the road, which were at most 100 zhang high, at this time, it seemed to be chasing the amazing yellow dragon that was chasing everyone, and it was 150 zhang high, twice the waist thickness of an ordinary tornado.
When everyone looked back, a sand and dust tornado came from the side, and the two collided a few times, and after a while, the two yellow dragons were entangled together.
The smaller Yellow Dragon was like a vine, winding upwards in a circle, and the larger Yellow Dragon was also strangled and began to deform and twist, and the speed of chasing towards Fang Ling Jinpa slowed down a few points.
When they saw this, their faces did not show joy, on the contrary, the fear in their eyes became more and more intense.
Suddenly, everyone saw a flower in front of them, and Mo Zhiji, who was sitting at the back end of Jinpa, was gone, and a voice came from the front of Jinpa: "You stand down, let me control it." ”
Mo Zhiji, who appeared next to Lin Rufeng, didn't wait for the other party to react, his right hand reached out and grabbed the other party's shoulder, pulled it away, and then sat down cross-legged, injecting spiritual power into the magic weapon, and everyone felt that the figure was shaking, and the speed of the magic weapon under his feet suddenly increased by more than two percent.
After Mo Zhiji took over Fang Ling Jinpa, Chen San and the others felt slightly at ease, and the scene that followed made everyone's hearts sink again.
The larger yellow dragon in the rear suddenly straightened up, and the twisted body stood up again, entangled with the smaller yellow dragon on its body, and merged into the body of the big yellow dragon at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye.
Every time the little yellow dragon shrinks by one point, the big yellow dragon increases by one point, and in the end, the big yellow dragon suddenly flourishes, and the little yellow dragon has disappeared.
The big yellow dragon, which was completely fused with a small sand and dust tornado, had its body swelled by more than thirty percent, and its height had reached more than one hundred and eighty zhang, whether it was the sound of whistling or the rolling yellow sand that spread between the marches, it was better than the previous ones.
Especially the speed of travel, originally the speed of the Yellow Dragon was not even as good as that of Fang Ling Jinpa, who was controlled by Lin Rufeng, but after fusing the small tornado, Fang Ling Jinpa, who was taken over by Mo Zhiji, was only faster than the Yellow Dragon.
After the formation of the dust tornado in the yellow sand desert, it is difficult to discern the direction of its movement and rage, but most of the locations are traceable.
Following the path explored by their ancestors, the monks avoided these forbidden areas where tornadoes would spawn on their own, thus reducing the risk of fall.
It's just that if it is so simple to enter the land of barbarian demons to search for genius treasures, now that the Terran monks have already completely destroyed the demon clan and taken over the land of barbarian demons, it is really what they want.
At that time, I didn't know what kind of terrible arrangements the demon clan had put behind the scenes on the spiritual ground, even if a large number of monks had found a lot of safe travel paths for the human race, however, these so-called safe travel paths were not immutable.
In addition to the gradual change of path over time, some sudden dust tornadoes are also unpredictable.
In addition to being larger and more powerful than ordinary tornadoes, the location and time of these sudden metamorphoses are completely untraceable, making it impossible to guard against them, and the monks call these tornadoes the heavenly tornadoes.
If the Heavenly Tornado is only like this, it will only make the monk scramble at most, and occasionally the unfortunate monk will directly transform into a tornado, which will cause the monk's fall.
Since the tornado is called Jietian, of course it makes sense, these suddenly transformed tornadoes are not like ordinary tornadoes, once they collide and entangle, they will dissipate soon after, but the extremely strong Tiantian tornadoes themselves will swallow and fuse the ordinary tornadoes close to them, just like Chen San and the others saw before.
In addition to the characteristic of devouring and growing, the Heavenly Dragon Scroll will also automatically search and lock all external spiritual power fluctuations within a radius of dozens of miles, just like the current outsiders Chen San and others.
Once it is searched by the Heavenly Tornado, it will be like a yellow dragon hunting for food, lifting the Senhan minions and rushing straight to it.
Under the combination of the two, in the face of the increasingly powerful Heavenly Tornado, the locked monks had no choice but to run for their lives.
As the tornado grew, the monk would eventually be caught up by the tornado, and gradually cut into a fine piece of minced meat under the fierce wind blowing like a knife.
"Brother Mo, there is a sandstorm tornado in the middle and a dust tornado on the right sixty miles ahead. Huang Dalong, who was already sitting in front of Fang Ling Jinpa, said suddenly.
Hearing this, the controlling party Lin Jinpa changed slightly, and his speed still did not decrease at all, but there was a faint sweat on his forehead, and his face was very tired.
At this time, an hour has passed, and the heavenly tornado behind him is still unrelenting, chasing after everyone.
Controlling Fang Ling Jinpa's self-defeating alone, even if it is the profound spiritual power of cultivation in the foundation building period, it is almost exhausted.
After forcibly marching sixty miles, he turned his head to look at the sand and dust tornado that was raging more than ten miles away to the right, and he panted and said, "Brother Huang, I can't support it anymore, you can take over." After finishing speaking, he stopped pouring spiritual power into the magic weapon under his body.
The two have also cooperated for a long time, Mo Zhiji just stopped driving, and Fang Lingjinpa Jinpa was taken over by Huang Dalong, and there was no pause in the process.
When Huang Dalong took over the magic weapon and controlled it, Mo Zhiji did not have Huang Dalong's farsightedness technique, and in the yellow sand desert covered with sand and dust, he could only see the vague situation within thirty miles, and he couldn't cooperate with the other party, so he immediately closed his eyes and recovered.
Huang Dalong, who was sitting in front of him, started from Mo Zhiji taking over Fang Lin Jinpa, his eyes had been shining with a misty halo, Chen San and the others could only see two clusters of fluorescent lights hanging on his face, which looked very impressive.
Traveling in the desert of yellow sand, if the monk encounters the heavenly tornado, when fleeing, he must not be able to directly bypass the nearest ordinary tornado in front of him, otherwise the chasing heavenly tornado in the rear will collide with the ordinary tornado and merge and devour, and the fleeing monk will definitely die.
It is rumored that there was once a Yuanying monk who needed to personally go to the interior of the Barbarian Demon Land for some reason, and when he passed through the Yellow Sand Desert, he encountered a tornado.
The Yuanying Monk, who had never rested on the road, did not want or disdain to waste spiritual power on this foreign body in the heaven and earth, and walked away directly, wanting to stop and rest after passing through the yellow sand desert.
Unexpectedly, there were just a few ordinary tornadoes wandering in front of him, chasing the heavenly tornado behind the Yuanying monk, and after devouring several ordinary tornadoes one after another, the power became even stronger, and the speed was more than doubled.
At this time, the Yuanying monk let go of his contempt, but if the monk defeated the strong Heavenly Dragon Tornado, his own spiritual power would be exhausted, and he had no choice but to continue to move forward.
For the rest of the way, the Yuanying Monk walked very carefully, and all the ordinary tornadoes he encountered were far away.
After such a complicated circle, Yuanying Monk found that not only did it take longer, but the remaining spiritual power could not support him to pass through the Yellow Sand Desert.
Knowing that it was too late to regret it, the Yuanying Monk was not an ordinary person, so he immediately gritted his teeth and made a ruthless decision, no longer avoiding the ordinary tornado, reverting to the previous method of travel, and walking straight away.
As a result, the great monk of the powerful side, after fusing multiple ordinary tornadoes one after another with the heavenly dragon scroll behind him, directly caught up with the monk and strangled him.
And the place where the Yuanying monk was strangled was still more than two hundred miles away from the crisp dense forest outside the Yellow Sand Desert.
Perhaps, for a Yuanying monk, more than two hundred miles is just a matter of moments. It's a pity that after the Heavenly Dragon Scroll fused with multiple ordinary dragon scrolls, the Yuan Infant Monk who escaped with all his strength could not escape the pursuit of the Heavenly Dragon Scroll, and it is conceivable how powerful the Heavenly Dragon Scroll after fusing the ordinary Dragon Scroll was.
Now they are taking a zigzag route, if they find an ordinary tornado too closely, the angle to turn to dodge is too large, and it is extremely easy to let the chasing tornado behind them pull and attract ordinary tornadoes to come and absorb it, then the chance of escape is one less point.
Only by seeing an ordinary tornado from a distance can they slowly control the forward angle, and without wasting excess spiritual power, they can safely carry the tornado around it.
Huang Dalong's realm is comparable to Mo Zhiji's, and the spiritual power in his body is not much different, plus he uses farsightedness all the time, and he is already panting slightly in less than half an hour.
"Brother Mo, at this time, we can only cross half of the Yellow Sand Desert, and the waste behind us can't take over Fang Ling Jinpa, otherwise there will be a big variable, and the risk of our death and fall will also increase. Moreover, with the addition of these six people, the spiritual power of controlling Fang Ling Jinpa also increased a few points. It's better that the two of us work together to drive this waste down, and then our chances of escaping from the Yellow Sand Desert will be a little greater. ”
Mo Chengji's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no trace of hesitation flashing in his eyes, and Huang Dalong's lips beside him moved silently up and down, and he was using a sound transmission to enter the secret.
Chen San turned his head to look back from time to time, and every time he looked back, his face became more worried, but a ray of essence flashed under his eyes from time to time, and it was difficult for outsiders to find if they didn't look closely.
Regarding the danger in front of him, among the people on Fang Ling Jinpa, it can be said that Chen San is the most calm one.
If the spiritual power of the two of them in front of them was exhausted and they couldn't continue to control Fang Ling Jinpa to escape, wouldn't there be a green-clothed woman Liu Qian, a "Enlightened Period Monk" who was comparable to a foundation building period monk, among the six enlightened monks?
Chen San didn't believe that the matter had reached a critical moment, and there was Liu Wenfeng, a fellow Cuiwei Valley colleague, who was here, and Liu Qian would still hold back.
Even if the worst happens, his six Enlightenment Stage monks will be driven down by Mo Chengji and Ling Jinpa, and he still knows some of the characteristics of the Heavenly Dragon Scroll, as long as he and Liu Qian leave in one direction, they will have a great chance to escape from the Yellow Sand Desert.
Thinking of this, when Chen San turned his head to look back again, the corner of his eye swept towards Liu Qian.
The beautiful jade face was full of worry, and under the curved willow eyebrows, a pair of clear watery eyes just met Chen San when he swept over.
Chen San knew it in his heart, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he still looked behind him with a worried face.
Liu Qian retracted her gaze, lowered her head and looked down, secretly saying in her heart that the cunning boy, the meaning of Chen San's glance, Liu Qian knew very clearly.
Dressed in white and masked with light veil, Bai Shuanglan had a thoughtful look on her face hidden behind the gauze hat, as if she was in a dilemma.
Although Lin Rufeng was like everyone else, his face was worried, and his right hand hidden in his sleeve was secretly clasped with a blue light flowing talisman, which seemed to be ready to be activated at any time.
Fang Ling Jinpa's minds were spinning, and they were secretly preparing ways to deal with it.