Chapter 142: The Long Yellow Sand
Li Xiaofeng's team set off again, and every dozen miles, the team had to stop again and make certain marks on the road.
And Li Xiaofeng did not forget to record the situation of everyone.
"Hmm, the deeper you go into the battlefield, the more severely the realm is suppressed. Li Xiaofeng muttered to himself on his war horse, "Not only that, but it seems that even the aura is gradually thinning? Although for martial cultivators, the richness or thinness of the aura is not the key to battle, but for the cultivators who rely on the aura to cultivate, this place is equivalent to a 'dead land'? If this development continues, maybe there will not even be a trace of aura in the depths of the battlefield, and it is no wonder that the cultivators of Dongsha do not dare to rashly step into this battlefield." ”
Suddenly, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a sense of unease permeating his body.
"Huh?"
Li Xiaofeng looked around suspiciously, and nothing seemed to cause him to be uneasy, but the calmer he was, the more uneasy Li Xiaofeng became.
It was an instinctive uneasiness, and in his current state, it was impossible to have an illusion, and in this way, there was only something dangerous that could be approaching.
Li Xiaofeng stopped his horse and waved his hand, "Stop!
Everyone stopped and looked around suspiciously, they didn't have a strong sixth sense like Li Xiaofeng, but they also faintly felt that there was some kind of oppressive aura approaching.
"It's not good!!" Li Xiaofeng shouted, "Withdraw! Retreat all for me!!"
A few miles away, a sandstorm was rapidly approaching, and the rolling yellow sand swept like a rolling river, if it was just an ordinary sandstorm, it would not be fearful, but that sandstorm contained an aura that even Li Xiaofeng, a cultivator of the Six Realms, was afraid of.
"Prologue.......
Li Xiaofeng frowned, "Withdraw, now that our realm has been suppressed, we can retreat as far as we can, don't touch the sandstorm head-on!!"
The next moment, the cultivators saw an unforgettable scene for them.
Rolling yellow sand swept in, along the way, whether it was grass, trees, land, rocks, or bones buried in the land, weapons and wreckage, all turned into yellow sand, a piece of land, turned into a desert in a blink of an eye......
The crowd hurried and retreated quickly, but even so, the speed was still a little slower than that of a sandstorm.
Seeing that he was about to be caught up by a sandstorm and buried in the dust, Li Xiaofeng hurriedly shouted, "Abandon the horse!! Run with your legs!!"
In an instant, all the cultivators jumped up and jumped off the horseback, and several horses did not slow down, and fell to the ground by inertia, and in an instant, the sandstorm swept in, and the horses turned into a little bit of dust.
Several cultivators patted their chests, and it was good to run fast, otherwise they would end up like horses and turn into dust.
Sou~
The cultivators of the Five Realms fled for their lives, and the speed was very fast, faintly exceeding the speed of sound, and in a few tens of seconds, they opened a certain distance from the sandstorm.
Strange, why is it more and more uneasy?
Even if Li Xiaofeng didn't look back, he knew that his group had already distanced themselves from the sandstorm, and at their current speed, it was only a matter of time before they got away from the sandstorm's pursuit, but Li Xiaofeng still felt faintly uneasy in his heart, and this uneasiness became clearer and clearer.
"Not good!"
Seven or eight miles ahead, there was a storm sweeping in, although it was far away, but with Li Xiaofeng's cultivation, it could still be felt.
The speed of the storm is very fast, with the speed of Li Xiaofeng and his party, at most three minutes, it will directly hit the storm, of course, even if you stand still, at most five minutes, the storm will sweep in, shattering everyone, and the sandstorm behind you, at most, only takes thirty seconds at most, it can sand everyone.
Don't you have to escape?
Li Xiaofeng sighed secretly, there was a storm in front and a sandstorm in the back, unless it was the favor of God, no matter how much he struggled, it was only a matter of dying early and dying late.
"Damn, what's that?!"
Although the cultivation of other cultivators was not as high as Li Xiaofeng's, they also quickly captured the breath of a thousand winds.
A weaker cultivator stopped, as if he had despaired.
"END.... Finished.... It's over....."
"Don't be stunned!" Li Xiaofeng shouted at the cultivator, "Run!"
The cultivator shook his head, stood there and muttered, "Die early and die late, it's ......."
Immediately after, the sandstorm swept by, and his body turned into sand and melted with the sandstorm.
He's dead... He died without leaving a bone......
Seeing that a cultivator was turned into dust and sand without any resistance, although everyone was still running away, their hearts were already half cold, perhaps, since they stepped into this battlefield, life and death had already been doomed.
In the distance, the storm was getting closer, and the wind swept through like knives, and everything in its path was crushed to pieces.
The next moment, Li Xiaofeng saw a scene that frightened him, the wind seemed to materialize, turning into huge skeletons, remnant horses, broken armor, broken blades, remnant soldiers, what kind of huge, terrifying afterimage.......
The sound of the wind howling was like a ghost in my ears.
"Damn! It's actually another order, and it's also a sequence of mutations after thousands of soldiers and horses died. ”
Li Xiaofeng frowned, even so, he still didn't give up trying to survive, "Get together for me, if you don't want to die, come over for me!!!"
The cultivation of one body was suppressed, and with Li Xiaofeng's current strength, he could only barely exert his strength in the middle of the Five Realms at most, and he could only fight to the death.
When everyone heard the news, they hurriedly gathered, and the next moment, a sandstorm swept along with the wind, drowning the crowd......