"It can't get in here. Luo Zhuo shook his head, if he could bring Bai Zhantang in, Luo Zhuo wouldn't have to worry, even if he brought one person at a time, he could slowly bring everyone through the ancient battlefield.

But in the windless area in the center of this tornado, even if he comes in by himself, it is nine deaths, and it is impossible to bring a person in, although Bai Zhantang's realm is not low among everyone, and his skin is rough and thick, but the power of this tornado, Luo Zhuo estimates that the immortals can't bear it, he cultivates both body and qi, and his cultivation is Zixiao refining form, in terms of physical strength, he is much better than ordinary immortals, and he can't bear this tornado, the dragon smoke can follow up because of its specialness, if Bai Zhantang follows up, it is estimated that it will disappear halfway through。

Luo Zhuo looked up at the black hole-like hole, although it was called a windbag, but Luo Zhuo couldn't see a pocket at all, he could only see a black hole covering half of the sky, and endless winds blew out of it.

"Long Yan, this wind has little effect on you, you go up and see what the situation of this wind bag is. Luo Zhuo said in a deep voice.

"Useless master," Long Yan said, "In my memory, the windbag has its own spatial attributes, and it can be hidden in the turbulence of space at any time, and if it is not its owner, few people can capture it." What I have now is not enough to catch it. Although Long Yan wanted to refine that windbag for his own use, it knew its own ability, and it couldn't subdue the windbag that was at least an immortal weapon.

Just when Luo Zhuo and Long Yan were talking, the tornado had begun to shrink, and the windless belt had begun to decrease, and the bones on Luo Zhuo's body had not fully recovered, and it was difficult for him to pass the tornado again in his current condition.

Luo Zhuo is a decisive person. He immediately made a decision, stretched out his hand, recalled Long Yan to his arm, and with a wave of his right hand, a blood-red long knife more than three feet long appeared in front of him, and the knife appeared. Even the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, and a faint blood qi was permeated, not the Shura Knife and anything else.

Jiang Yiping left the Shura knife before leaving, and entrusted Luo Zhuo to send the Shura knife to the Jiang family in the fairy world, this knife is so murderous that Luo Zhuo has only seen it in his life, even though Luo Zhuo has comprehended the two broken knife intentions of the Shura knife, but he still can't really control this knife, if it weren't for Luo Zhuo's spirit. I'm afraid that as soon as I touch this knife, I will already be hit by murderous aura and become an idiot, Rao is so, every time Luo Zhuo touches the Shura knife, he will be a little murderous and difficult to control.

If it weren't for the last resort, Luo Zhuo really didn't want to use this knife, but now he couldn't care about the first murderous backlash, the person died, but there was nothing.

Jiang Yiping's two broken knives. is famous in the fairy world, and Shura knife out. One knife and two sections, Jiang Yiping's subordinates, anything that stands in front of him will be cut in two sections, Luo Zhuo's cultivation is very different from Jiang Yiping, his two broken knives naturally do not have the power of nothing, but two broken knives. What is used is the true meaning of space, since Luo Zhuo has comprehended it, then his two broken knives are essentially no different from Jiang Yiping's two broken knives, Jiang Yiping can cut through a realm with one knife. Luo Zhuo Zhenyuan is insufficient, and can only cut a spatial crack, which is only about the size of the strength, not the essence of the power.

The Shura knife was in his hands, Luo Zhuo shouted, the muscles on his arms bulged, he raised the Shura knife, and slashed towards the wind bag in the sky, a black lightning bolt was sent out from the blood-colored blade, and the click sound of broken glass sounded, Luo Zhuo had collapsed to the ground, his current strength, he would exhaust his whole body strength if he used one two broken knives, and he would have no power to do it in a short time.

The two broken knives are supreme learning, even if it is Jiang Yiping, it is also the time of the Heavenly Immortal Consummation to really start practicing the two swords, Luo Zhuo is now at best the Mahayana consummation, it is already good to be able to learn the two broken swords, if he wants to use it freely, he still has a long way to go.

Luo Zhuo's two broken knives cut a black line in the space, cutting towards the mouth of the windbag, and when there was still some distance from the mouth of the bag, the speed was already full, and it seemed to form a stalemate with the windbag.

Luo Zhuo's heart suddenly lifted, he gambled too much this time, he would rather give up this powerful windbag, he also swung this knife, if he couldn't destroy the windbag, he would most likely die here today, because he no longer had the strength to pass through the tornado.

The two broken sword intent and the force of the wind blowing from the windbag stalemate for a moment, and finally, the black line continued to move towards the windbag.

The power of the windbag lies in the fact that it can release a powerful tornado, but it itself is not as strong as a fairy weapon such as a sword, because no one will use the windbag to fight other people's weapons.

Under Luo Zhuo's gaze, which didn't dare to blink, a bright line appeared in the center of the mouth of the black hole of the wind bag, and then the bright line became wider and wider, but after counting the time, there was a muffled sound, and then Luo Zhuo heard the sound of whirring deflating, almost centered on the place where Luo Zhuo was, and the shock wave spread towards the surroundings.

The yellow sand ground was undulating like a wave by the shock wave, and this scene, as if the end of the world, was more terrifying than the atomic bomb explosion.

Luo Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally won the bet, the windbag is an immortal weapon, and it is really very fragile, seeing the two halves of the pocket-like rags falling from the sky, Luo Zhuo lay on the ground in a big shape, and let the yellow sand bury him and have no strength to change places.

"Look, the wind and sand are gone!" On the city wall of the second level, Sonam, who had been staring at the battlefield, shouted loudly, and was alarmed by everyone with a word, and all the people rushed to the city and looked out.

Sure enough, after a near-annihilating shock, the tornado disappeared, and even the original wind and sand gradually stopped.

"Get out of the city immediately!" Su Yan said decisively, Luo Zhuo is not here, here is her cultivation is the highest, and she is a serious cultivator, more experienced than others, the current situation is that there are eight or nine Luo Zhuo who made it, and the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, who knows when the wind will blow again.

Su Yan's words naturally no one objected, everyone's goal was actually the same, that is, to enter the next level through this battlefield, Wen Ya, Wang Xiaosong and others were even more worried about Luo Zhuo, who was missing, and they couldn't wait to enter the ancient battlefield to find Luo Zhuo.

Dozens of people rushed down the city wall and poured into the ancient battlefield, and sure enough, the wind that was originally like a knife has decreased a lot, and although it will still cut through the skin when blown on the body, it is no longer enough to threaten everyone's lives.

"Full speed forward!" Su Yan said, she is not Luo Zhuo, she will not waste her strength to protect everyone, at most she will protect Wen Ya, a few people who are close to Luo Zhuo, as for the others, life and death are in their own destiny, and she Su Yan is not Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Unlike following Luo Zhuo, this time their speed quickly divided into echelons, Su Yan walked in the front with Wen Ya, followed by Bai Zhantang and Sonam, and then everyone from the Eight Great Families, Wang Xiaosong was protecting Shu Wei and Zhou Yan and others, and fell last.

They are not fast, they only go out of a hundred miles a day, and when they go to five or six days, they find that the wind is gradually recovering, although the speed of recovery is very slow, but they are still more than two thousand miles away from the third level, in case they haven't reached yet, the wind will return to its original state, but it will be a lot of fun, without Luo Zhuo's protection, they can't cope with it. With the pressure, their speed increased again, and they were able to walk dozens of miles more every day than before.

On the fifteenth day, the wind has recovered to about 20% of the original, except for Su Yan and Bai Zhantang, almost all of them have been injured, Wang Xiaosong could have withstood this kind of wind, but he has to take care of Shu Wei, and he has to protect Zhou Yan, who has no cultivation at all, the pressure has doubled, Rao is the body of Shen Yinluo for thousands of years, and now he is also scarred.

On this day, just when many people were already in despair, suddenly an explosion came out of thin air, and everyone saw that in the yellow sand not far ahead, a black shadow rose into the sky, rushed directly into the air with wind and sand, turned over in the air, and fell to the ground.

That figure was Luo Zhuo, who ventured into the tornado, and used two more broken knives, and Luo Zhuo fell into turtle breath for half a month before he completely recovered, and all the internal and external injuries recovered.

Luo Zhuo took out a piece of clothing directly from the storage space, the person had already changed his clothes in the air, Zhenyuan moved slightly, and the wind and sand in the sky were three feet away from his body, and he had already encountered an invisible barrier.

Looking at Luo Zhuo who fell from the sky, I don't know who let out a cheer first, and then everyone cheered, and the pretty face that had lost a lot of weight was already full of tears in an instant, and even Qiao Mengyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Luo Zhuo made a trick, and a translucent light mask appeared above everyone's heads, isolating the wind and sand.

"Everyone has worked hard, hurry up, the third level is not far away. Luo Zhuo encouraged morale.

"Luo Zhuo, where is my Forbidden Breaking Pearl?" Su Yan said loudly.

"Let's talk about it later. Luo Zhuo awkwardly diverted the topic, said, casually draped a rag on Wen Ya's body, this rag looked tattered, but it was the windbag that was cut in two by Luo Zhuo, the material of the windbag is very special, maybe it can't carry the knife, but it can avoid the wind, put it on, the wind and sand here can't get close.

In order to be afraid that Su Yan would mention the Forbidden Bead again, Luo Zhuo did not hesitate to consume the true yuan, and rushed towards the third level with everyone, the aura concentration of Hangu Pass was more than a hundred times richer than that of the earth, and there was no longer a problem in restoring the true element, Luo Zhuo no longer dared to use the true yuan as much as on the earth.

With Luo Zhuo with them, plus the tornado has disappeared, and the wind has not recovered for the time being due to the power of the windbag being damaged and leaked, in just one week, they have completed the rest of the journey and entered the third level of Hangu. (To be continued.) )