A group of people stood in the desert in a panic, and Fan Li smiled bitterly and said, "Your unimaginable desert storm is coming. The swarm just now was fleeing the storm. This kind of black wind ant, whose body is as hard as iron, is afraid of this storm, and our physical body cannot resist it at all. ”

As soon as Fan Li's voice fell, everyone was stunned. Black wind ants, this kind of demon insect can't resist the force, so what kind of storm is this. But because the power of a group of people's divine thoughts was too weak, they couldn't see the scene in the distance.

Gray first said anxiously: "Fan Gongzi, how is this good?

Fan Li frowned and shook his head and said, "Shallow pit, there is no way at all, this storm is too scary, and it is coming from the ground." ”

A group of people began to panic, and those who knew Fan Li could see the seriousness from his demeanor. This guy has never been afraid of anything. Even the half-transformed old demon skin dares to be greedy. In the face of the Divine Mountain Patrol Envoy, he dares to shout to kill you without blinking.

This kind of heavenly stick (天棒: The local dialect of the Yanshang Continent, which means the person who dares to beat the sky. In the face of the desert storm, they were afraid. From this, it can be seen that the scene seen by his divine power must be a destructive-level sandstorm.

After a while, Fan Li frowned, and there was a smile on his face, people who knew him, as soon as they saw this smile, they knew that this guy had a way, and they immediately felt joy in their hearts.

Sure enough, he said, "Who has a strong rope, the kind that can resist the power of an intermediate magic weapon." ”

Gray patted the Qiankun bag on his waist and said: "My rope, the best magic weapon, I don't want to cut it, this is my ancestral best magic weapon, tie the dragon rope." ”

A sparkling thumb-thick rope, the aura fluctuates extraordinarily, four or five zhang long. Fan Li pulled his hands. With three points of force, it really can't be broken.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Fan Li pull out a strange and ugly machete. It was a giant machete that had just been smelted, and it had melted the other two pieces of red metal into it. At this time, this heavy knife really became a heavy knife, to say the least, it weighed nearly 6,000 catties.

Fan Li glanced at Li Xiaoyi and said, "Quickly give me a set of your dress." I have an urgent need. ”

The storm is coming, and it is understandable that Fan Li wants a rope, which is to prevent a group of people from being blown away by the storm. But to have a dress is difficult for a group of people to understand.

Fan Li panicked and stuffed Li Xiaoyi's black dress into the vitality bag hanging from his waist, and hurriedly put the rope on the handle of the giant knife. Then jump five feet high. He threw the giant knife from the air with a fierce blow.

"Flutter"

There was a soft sound in the yellow sand, and the giant knife went deep into the sand, and it also brought a rope three zhang long to go down. A mass of water as big as a hill was poured into the sand. In a moment, the yellow sand in this area was crumbled.

"What is Childe doing?"

Even Liu Ruyan, a smart woman, was confused.

Fan Li took off the vitality bag and said, "Everyone, this is the vitality bag, and there is a large amount of heaven and earth vitality in it that can be used. We all have to go in and escape this super sandstorm, and only by entering the vitality bag can we not be scraped away. ”

Fan Liyi said, everyone immediately understood, as long as the vitality bag was put on the rope. Such a small volume, such a heavy knife underneath. If the sand is hardened, it will definitely not be scraped away. The demon animal skins used to make the vitality bag are at least level 4 or above, extremely tough, invulnerable to water and fire, and can indeed be evacuated.

Fan Li held the vitality bag. A stream of pure mana poured into it. The bag swells up and the mouth of the bag is wide open. A group of people flew in, and at this time, the great earthquake trembled, and the roar of the sandstorm was already heard. From far to near.

It's simply thrilling, with a sand wall nearly 1,000 feet high, pouring mountains and seas. Fan Li held the bundle dragon rope in his hand, his figure flashed, and he entered the vitality bag. In a flash of white light, the bucket-sized bag was restored to the size of a palm.

Fan Li suddenly felt his body light, floating in the dotted vitality bag. The other nineteen people also floated in the air in amazement, looking at this magical space.

This is a gravity-free space that is as wide as a hundred feet up and down. The vitality inside obviously makes people's skin feel a little itchy. This is because the vitality of heaven and earth is impure and too mixed. There are also some violent unknown miscellaneous gases that are harmful to **.

The Zixia Fairy was wrapped in Li Xiaoyi's black dress, her head and face were tightly covered, and on her body, there were two small golden dragon lizards crawling with golden light, sitting cross-legged in the void in the distance.

Suddenly, the entire space shook, and immediately tumbled violently. I heard the dense crackling sound of sand hitting the body of the bag in all directions. Fan Li held the rope in his hand, and the muscles in his arm bulged, resisting the pull of the storm.

The impact of each grain of sand is not weaker than the power of a single blow of a low-level magic weapon.

The palm-sized Qiankun bag was swaying in the hurricane, but Fan Li was standing at the mouth of the bag, slowly closing the rope, and he could feel that the giant knife was getting closer and closer to the ground.

This sandstorm, which lasted for half an hour, finally eased up, and the vitality bag floating in the air fell on the sand with a 'bang'.

Fan Li's hand flashed with inspiration, slapped it on the mouth of the bag, and then drilled out with a dodge. I saw the giant knife, which was placed on the sand, and the storm did not move its position in the slightest. However, a bundle of dragon ropes was polished by sand and gravel, and in some places, there were deep cuts.

The appearance of this rope made the disciples who had swept out the vitality bag stunned. Without this vitality bag, the chance of a group of people surviving is only zero.

Shortly after the storm, the earth trembled slightly. Although it was light, it felt like it was coming from a far, far away, but everyone still felt the abnormality.

Immediately afterward, the earth trembled again.

A group of new disciples all looked at the earth in confusion. Several girls also stomped their feet a few times.

But immediately, the earth shook again. And from the depths of the earth, there was a rumbling and dull tremor.

Fan Li subconsciously felt that an earthquake had erupted, insect swarms, and storms, all of which should be the precursors of an earthquake. It's just that in the heart of the desert, this kind of earthquake is almost no threat to them, as long as it is not the kind of earth cracking and magma erupting, there is no problem.

One person was chattering about the weirdness just now, and suddenly, the earth shook violently. A group of people was overturned in an instant. Unable to stand at all.

A wavy yarn, rolling in from afar, like the folds of the waves of the sea. Ripple through the distance endlessly.

A group of people were lifted up in the sand waves, and then fell down, and so on after several waves. Slowed down, such a powerful spinning force, everyone was shocked.

While Fan Li felt this force, the blue light flashed in his thoughtful eyes, and he immediately saw that in the pitch-black void, countless criss-crossing waves appeared.

Hundreds of zhang in size, criss-crossed, flashed towards them from a distance, and swept over their bodies. After one wave, another wave came. The force of dizziness made it impossible for a group of people to stand. And the directions are clearly distributed, it's not that the earthquake is shaking and can't stand, but the strange ripples.

"Earthquake ripples?"

Fan Li's heart shook wildly, and at this moment, there was a roar in the depths of his brain, and a blue light appeared in front of him. The Psychic Eye fails.

Fan Li rubbed his stinging eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed on his hand. The blue water-attribute aura appeared on his fingertips, and then he flew his fingers in the air and quickly drew them.

The earthquake pattern I saw just now was more than twice as complex as the blood roar pattern. Volleying in the air, thirty breaths of time. I saw a blue cloud of spiritual patterns, and suddenly burst out of cyan light, and in a flash, a violent aura emanated from it. An extremely complex seismic wave breaker. Out of thin air.

Fan Li smiled and imprisoned this ripple of cyan light, looking at a group of new disciples who were stunned.

Li Xiaoyi first asked in surprise: "Xianggong, is this the spirit of the momentary? It seems to be several times more powerful than the blood roar pattern, how did you get it?"

Fan Li laughed and said: "It's the earthquake just now, haha, I finally understand that only under the heavenly machine that Wu Cheng said can the spirit of the brake be made." Heavenly machine, sure enough, is heavenly machine, and earthquake is heavenly machine. ”

But after this guy finished speaking, the muscles on his face were involved, and he suddenly paused: "I missed the biggest heavenly opportunity, the swarm, the storm, especially the storm, that is the real heavenly opportunity." The power of the storm should at least be a blue-level heavenly machine pattern,!"

After Fan Li finished speaking, the cyan brake spirit flew out, and it flew until it was fifty zhang away before it suddenly burst.

At the same time as the burst, I saw that a dark pit suddenly appeared on the sandy ground fifty zhang away, and a dizzy cyan light scattered out of the pit.

The earth shook suddenly, and with the deep pit as the center, countless circles of sand ripples spread out. Suddenly, everyone felt that the earthquake was coming again, and they were dizzy and thrown into the air by a force.

The crowd had no idea what he was talking about, when did the swarm and the storm become heavenly opportunities, and why was this guy able to draw the Spirit of Death?

Who can draw the Spirit of Death?

Who is this?

Gray and Li Xiaoyi only knew that Fan Li could draw blood roar patterns to hurt the enemy, but they had never seen how he drew them. The most important thing is that he didn't know where he got this thing from.

Now that the earthquake came, this guy drew the powerful spirit of the earthquake when it came.

Silent, silent.

The eight new disciples were still in a state of confusion about Fan Li's unique skills, and they just looked at Gray and Li Xiaoyi in a daze.

"Oh my God! He's a terrasticist!"

Gray had a hard time talking about this profession that everyone was unfamiliar with, and seemed to know something.

"Ground Pattern Master!"

Liu Ruyan reacted, about the appearance and rumors of the Spirit of Death, this is a big issue that the entire monk world is concerned about. How did the Spirit of Death come about, even children will ask about the world's most difficult mysteries.

After Liu Ruyan said it, she reached out to cover her small mouth. The eyes as big as apricots revealed horror.

Heavenly machine, after which there are waves of appearance. Writing this, Radish really feels a little exhausted. It is said that I want to innovate, and I am constantly innovating, but unfortunately, few people appreciate it. It may be that there are too many typos in the radish and too many unreasonable plots, which leads to this situation. In the future, I'll try to avoid it. (To be continued......)