"Hurry up and get into the sand!" Fang Xianzhi's mind turned sharply, wanting to learn from Diao Xiaosi's old trick and repeat it.

In the endless desert of corrupt blood, even if they flew with Edgeworth, they might not be faster than the speed of the Spectre Storm. What's more, there are formation traps everywhere, and if the sword flies around, I'm afraid that it will die faster.

Worst of all, there is no shelter and no hiding place above the desert, and the sand dunes are not effective shelters, although they are tall and tall.

"Yes, let's hide in the sand!" Yu Junpeng took the lead and sank down, and fled into the sand below.

Everyone followed suit, but Diao Xiaosi didn't move, if he could avoid the ghost storm in this way, it would not be a "good show" specially given to himself by the old ghost.

As he expected, Yu Junpeng's angry roar suddenly sounded below.

"Hmmm-" The quicksand, which was originally calm, suddenly churned and tumbled, like waves of stormy waves crashing into the sky.

Yu Junpeng's figure was still about ten feet away from the sand, and he was violently lifted by a wave of sand surging from behind and thrown into the air.

The situation of the others was similar, one by one jumping in the roaring sandstorm, throwing star pills and sinking loads, no matter how hard they tried to descend into the sink.

In just a short period of time, the sand and dust behind rolled "whining", forming a huge whirlpool with a diameter of more than ten zhang or even twenty or thirty zhang, which was overwhelmingly pressed towards everyone under the impetus of the ghost storm.

Diao Xiaosi's immortal consciousness could no longer penetrate into the depths of the frenzied storm, and he was cut to pieces after only entering three or five zhang. This is not what he is most worried about, the surrounding formation rules are disturbed by the blowing and blowing of the ghost storm, and it is like a golden snake dancing wildly, completely ignoring the so-called order principle, where it is blown, what kind of scraping is what it is, even if he gives birth to ten heads, he can't deduce it.

In an instant, the sky and the earth became dim, and the blood-red sand and dust continued to rise, stirring up huge waves that overwhelmed mountains and seas.

"Bang!" Fang Xianzhi, who was in charge of the back of the hall, first encountered the ghost storm, and the cave he opened collided with a swirling vortex, and the sound was like a deafening roar of ten thousand thunders.

The whirlpool was violently ejected back, and Fang Xianzhi's body swayed from side to side, trying his best to urge Immortal Yuan to consolidate the cave sky, and shouted: "Hurry up and find a way, I won't last long!"

Everyone's eyes were focused on Diao Xiaosi's body as if they were tacitly understanding, full of anticipation.

Diao Xiaosi's eyes widened and he watched the ghost storm behind him, and found that it was even more fierce and terrifying than the one he encountered when he first arrived. After all, there were still Hopeless Mountains as a natural barrier back then, and now the Plain River will only intensify.

Countless tiny pieces of rotting blood sand were blown up, drumming and roaring in the air, as if a large barrel of oil had been added to the fire.

The ghost storm was blocked by Fang Xianzhi's "Yulang Cave Heaven", and swept through from all directions, up, down, left, and right, and surrounded the seven of them in a roundabout way.

"Bang, bang, bang!" whirlpools, sand waves, wind blades...... From all directions, it blasted towards the Yulang Cave Sky.

In just a short moment, Fang Xianzhi consumed the strength of the three successes, and Dong Tian couldn't help but be forced to shrink inward, and the situation was precarious.

"Diao Gongzi, is there any way?" asked Hou Xianjie eagerly.

"Yes, it's so messy, it's all fucking twisted. ”

Diao Xiaosi answered the question of Hou Xianjie and responded to Hou Xianjie's question, focusing intently on the ghost storm, and muttered: "Xiang old ghost, you baba! You want to play dead old man, it's not so easy!"

Before the words fell, a huge gap was blown open on the left side of Yulang Dongtian, and the surging red tide poured in and attacked everyone.

"Open!" Yu Junpeng snorted, and quickly opened a "Qinghua Cave Sky".

Fang Xianzhi was relieved, and his face turned pale and retreated into the Qinghua Cave Heaven. In the blink of an eye, he was almost exhausted.

Diao Xiaosi turned a blind eye to everything that happened in front of him, and quickly turned his brain to look for clues in the chaos. He believed that since it was a formation, there must be a way out of the trap, but all the rules of the formation were blown up by the ghost storm, and it was even impossible to see clearly, so there was no way to deduce and crack it.

"Boom!" It didn't take long for Yu Junpeng's "Qinghua Cave Sky" to crumble with holes.

He spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and fell softly into Peng Zixin's arms.

Peng Zixin exclaimed: "Brother Diao, we can't hold it anymore!"

No matter if you are a supernatural or even a natural way, as long as you have never broken away from the shackles of this avenue, in front of the ghost storm, you will be a grain of sand and a touch of wind.

"Give me some more time!" Diao Xiaosi shouted with red eyes.

"Huh-" Hou Xian made a brilliant move, opened his "Snow Dragon Cave Heaven", and one hundred and ninety-nine snow dragons shone brightly, forming a silver-white mysterious cave heaven around everyone's body, blocking the violent red tide again.

"Can't stop it, can't stop it at all!" After just one glance, Diao Xiaosi knew that although Hou Xianjie was extraordinary, he could only support Yu Junpeng and Fang Xianzhi for a few more moments.

If he can't hold it up, Liao Junqi, Peng Zixin and others, who will be weaker in the future, will undoubtedly be even more unbearable.

At this moment, unless a hopeless mountain range descends from the sky, manpower alone is tantamount to a mantis arm as a chariot.

Thinking of the Hopeless Mountain Range, Diao Xiaosi's mind suddenly had a spiritual light pass by.

He remembered that he had been attacked by a ghost storm and had no time to react, and was slammed on the cliff by it.

It's better to be sparse than blocked - if you can't block it, you can blow it!

Of course, you can't leave the ghost storm to blow, or you'll be torn to shreds in the blink of an eye. He must find a relatively safe way to teleport and ensure that everyone can escape.

"Master Diao, hurry!" Hou Xianjie's body trembled, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he hissed and urged.

Diao Xiaosi hurriedly encouraged him and said, "It's good, it's good!" immediately gave up the futile formation calculation, and his eyes were blazing through the storm.

"The softest in the world, the strongest in the world. Nothing enters into the world, and I do it with knowing nothing. ”

He suddenly remembered a sentence in the Tao Te Ching, and the immortal heart resonated with a burst of heart.

In an instant, Diao Xiaosi's gaze fell on the fierce and raging sand waves.

It was a wave of rage in the air that swept up the rotting blood sand swept by the chaotic currents of the ghost storm. Wave after wave, the width does not know hundreds of miles, the height does not know thousands of zhang, with the momentum of thunder and thunder to urge all things to cleanse the sky.

"That's it!" Diao Xiaosi shouted in his heart, quickly pinching his fingers and calculating.

"Kara!" A cloud of red light burst out, and Hou Xianjie's "Snow Dragon Cave Heaven" was pierced open by a zhangxu hole.

Peng Zixin didn't hesitate to make up for it, opening her own cave to take over the defense of the broken part.

However, after a small half of the work of the one hundred and ninety-nine snow dragons, nearly half of them had been damaged, forcing Hou Xianjie to keep shrinking the cave sky.

Everyone knew that the smaller the area covered by the cave sky, the more effort it would have, but at the same time, it also meant that the source of the ghost qi it could absorb was also correspondingly reduced. Although Hou Xianjie is a three-turn scattered immortal, he still can't help but follow the old path of Yu Junpeng and Fang Xianzhi.

Suddenly, Diao Xiaosi shouted: "Xiaohou, if I count to three, you immediately put away the cave!"

"What?" Hou Xianjie was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Have you found a way?"

"Who has a rope, tie everyone together!" Diao Xiaosi didn't have time to answer Hou Xianjie's question, and said quickly: "After the cave is put away, don't make any resistance, just enter the innate realm to stretch your body, and leave the rest to me!"

"Can this work?" Fang Xianzhi asked suspiciously, after relieving himself slightly.

He didn't want to die inexplicably in this rotten and bloody desert, leaving not even a single bone behind.

"If you can't do it, you have to do it!" Diao Xiaosi glared at him viciously and said, "If you can't do it, you can find another job!"

"Listen to him!" Liao Junjie took out a bundle of cyan fairy rope from his arms and said: "This is the 'Dragon Binding Fairy Rope' of this gate, and I can't blow it off even if I think of that ghost storm!"

"Tie everyone up immediately, the tighter the better!" Diao Xiaosi's eyes stared at the rapidly approaching red frenzy, calculating the speed and angle of its movement again and again, not daring to miss any subtle variables.

Liao Junjie threw out the rope binding the dragon immortal, and the green mang flashed around everyone, and immediately tied the seven people together, and there were still more than three zhang left in his hand.

Diao Xiaosi snatched the rope head and shouted, "One, two......"

Before he counted out the "three", Hou Xianjie couldn't hold on, and when he heard the loud "boom", the Snow Dragon Cave Heaven was shattered, and the cave sky with Peng Zixin was broken together, and the surging ghost storm rushed like a tiger out of the gate.

"Oops!" Diao Xiaosi's heart sank, although it was only a slight time error, it was enough to be a thousand miles wrong.

He didn't have time to think about it, and shouted loudly: "Give your lives to Lao Tzu!"

"Whew-" The ghost storm struck, tossing the seven people tied together like stones!

Diao Xiaosi ran ten successes, let go of a bright star, and instantly enveloped everyone.

"Kara!" the starlight flickered and vanished, shattering inch by inch under the wash of the ghost storm.

But for Diao Xiaosi, these few obstacles are no more and no less, just right.

He let go of his heart and let the six divine skills flow in his body with his innate realm, his body was soft to the extreme, and his fingers loosened and the rope he was holding flew out.

"Boom!" The haunting red tide pressed like a mountain, and everyone's figures were impartial and just landed on the top of the peak.

"Boom, boom—" The giant red tide rushed all the way, crushing countless cyclones and sand waves along the way, and rushing across the desert towards the distant sky with a devastating momentum.

Diao Xiaosi and the others stood on the crest of the wind and waves without danger, watching the clouds under their feet and beside them, thrilling for thousands of miles.

Diao Xiaosi was engrossed in observing the end of the rope that was released, and from time to time he slightly adjusted the angle and position of everyone standing to avoid the huge pulsation of the frenzy itself.

The sky is collapsing and the earth is cracking, the wind on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the frenzy has passed over the ten thousand mountains.