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A sense of gaze wandered among the members of the small hunting group, and the cold and piercing dragon voice was like a basin of ice water poured on the hunters' heads, making the teenagers feel as if they were frozen. Xiao Yang wanted to move his legs, but he felt that the muscles in his body were stiff and sore, and he couldn't lift any strength. The dragon did not attack, but only the hostility and anger contained in his words to terrify the boy to this field.

"It's a shame...... Like a frog being targeted by a snake. The tall boy's mind drifted into the distance. He secretly laughed at himself, "I can't even lift my weapon...... Feng Chen, but he has survived with the ancient dragon species for six months, and if it were me, he probably wouldn't be able to last a day. ”

The shock in Feng Chen's heart was actually no less than that of the rest of the people, and even a few points more. Under the vision of the dragon's cavity, the spirit of the Fengshan Dragon instantly filled the entire vision of the young man, and the spiritual world of the giant beast was like a grand picture outlined by the delicate lines of hair, and it was like a turbulent ocean - if the spiritual world of the Xialong was a bottomless lake, then the Fengshan Dragon's could only be described as the sea.

"In terms of size alone, there are hundreds of times the size of Xia Long." It was the first time that an adult cologne had seen black charcoal, and at that time Oonazqi had told the hunters that there was a big gap in strength between the cologne individuals, but it was only after seeing the object of the comparison that Eru realized how obvious the gap was. The accompanying cat could only sigh that the first ancient dragon he and his group met was the juvenile Xia Dragon, which was really a blessing in misfortune.

"We have no hostility!" After a short confrontation, Feng Chen shouted vigorously, and the dragon cavity communicated to the ancient dragon species like a tide. He put his weapon behind his back and raised his hands in the air, regardless of whether the giant whale in front of him understood the surrender posture of humans, "We just want to run for our lives!" ”

"What is he doing?" Xiong Fuji hummed and muttered, "Surrender to the monster?" ”

"Do as he did." Captain Qin immediately had a plan, and the girl learned to seal the dust, and also received the silver hammer behind her, raising her arms and waiting for the dragon's polyphony.

"We don't want to fight!" Feng Chen continued to shout. Fengshan Dragon raised its head slightly, its two fangs hanging back into the air, two small openings in the scale armor on the cheeks at the root of the teeth, and dark eyes peeking out of the cracks. The dragon's eyesight didn't seem to be good, and the monster's eyes were completely disproportionate to the size of its body, but it still turned half of its head, enveloping the hunters over one side of its vision.

"Hmm......" The ancient dragon species pondered for a long time, as if surprised that in the crowd in front of him, there was actually a guy who knew the dragon tone. It looked at Feng Dust and his strange hunting costume with interest, and such a scene was probably a rare novelty for a near-immortal being.

"Let's leave, we're not going to get in trouble!" Seeing that Fengshan Long had a response, Lu Xiu also had the courage to say something. Dragonmen have experience communicating with ancient dragons, and such advanced beings are apparently able to understand human language with ease.

"Hoo ......" The dragon opened its mouth and let out a long breath, and as its abdomen swelled, the monster's mountain-like back also lifted slightly. The monster seemed to weigh it in its mind, and finally repeated what it had said at the earliest moment: "You shouldn't be here." ”

"Let's go right away!" Qin Shui Yu pointed at himself and then to the southeast, hoping that such a clumsy gesture would better help the dragon understand what he meant.

"Then it's too late." One of the dragon's forefeet lifted up and took a step closer to the hunters. The giant beast's step was ten meters long, and the sand behind it was dragged out by its tail with a deep and wide long mark, and the two slightly curved fangs also poked in front of the small hunting group for the first time.

"What does that mean?" Under the pressure of the giant fang, Feng Chen subconsciously took a step back, and the young man's feet slipped, and he actually stepped on the edge of the roof. The sand fell down in a torrent and landed on the dorsal fin of the sand fish dragon, which was still shivering on the ground, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What a trouble......" the beast gave a plausible reply, and said no more. Fengshan Dragon's head was raised at another angle, and the air in his belly was spit out. The dark yellow air flow lingered above the monster's head for a long time, and it gathered more and more. The fangs of the ancient dragon poked into the air mass slightly, and the sandy air slowly rotated as if it had received an order, and the irregular air mass twisted and changed little by little, becoming a regular funnel-shaped.

"It's creating a sandstorm!" Jia Xiao was the first to warn out. The cyclone grew larger and faster every second, and the whining sound of the wind came from the whirlpool between breaths. The sand on the ground and the air nearby were inspired, and they all joined in this man-made natural disaster, and even from the place where the teenagers landed, a clear attraction could already be felt.

"This time it's a real ......," Feng Manyun felt a pang in his heart. From the beginning, every slight movement of the dragon could create a notable vortex around its body, but not once was it so concentrated. The true dragon's joy and anger are beyond the reach of humans, and the monsters at the moment clearly want to attack the small hunting group without saying a word.

"Run, run!" Feeling the monster's clear will to attack, the regiment commander, knowing that the negotiation was fruitless, hurriedly urged. She was the first to jump off the roof, regardless of whether there were a group of sand fish dragons under her, and fled towards the outside of the camp as soon as she hit the ground.

"Crackle-" The companions followed, and the hunters tread not on the soft sand, but on the monstrous floor paved with sand fish dragons. The sound of the strange fish's flippers being trampled on was endless, but because of the obscenity of the Fengshan Dragon, the trampled monster only twisted its body restlessly, but none of them fought back.

"Be careful!" Lu Xiu held the little scribe who was unsteady on his feet, and the girl bit her lip tightly, looking back from time to time, trying to forcibly remember every detail about the Fengshan Dragon behind her. After a contact with the ancient dragon species, Lu Yingying was already not afraid of the name of the ancient dragon, she resisted the curiosity of the scribe to find out what the monster was, and followed her companion to move forward with difficulty on the back of the slippery fish.

......Even though he was still not satisfied with the size of the tornado, he saw that the humans in front of him had begun to flee, and the Fengshan Dragon no longer gathered his strength. The monster's head slammed down, its fangs completely crushing the sand hut where the little hunter group had just been staying, and the miniature tornado above its head swirled and slid forward in the direction pointed by the fangs.

"The sandstorm is coming!" As soon as the funnel-shaped wheal was out of the control of the Fengshan Dragon, it instantly increased several times, and the tornado extended to both sides, forming a wall of wind that was 100 meters long and as high as the sky behind the small hunting group. Countless small sand fish dragons were swept up, following the waves in the turbulent wind, occasionally hitting pieces of wood and sand, exploding into a cloud of blood mist, and disappearing in the devouring wind.

"Hiss......" Feng Manyun's waist was still not closed, his thigh couldn't bear the strength, and he stepped on the side of a fish and stumbled. His foot got stuck between the two entangled pectoral fins of the two sand fish dragons, and he couldn't pull them out anyway.

In desperation, the white-clothed hunter pulled out the knife behind his back, and poked it into the sand with both hands, with a crisp sound, the pectoral fin of the strange fish was cut off by Qi Gen, and finally left a place to pull his feet. With just one step of delay, the boy fell to the back of the line, seeing the wind wall getting closer and closer, the powerful suction force pressed forward step by step like a soul seeking his life, and he didn't let the boy escape a meter.

"Hide in!" A heavy shield appeared in front of the boy at the right time, and Xiong Fuji held the shield to protect himself and his companions while retreating backwards. As if the hurricane could sense its prey in front of it, it accelerated again. The wind swelled, like a ruthless giant mouth, engulfing the two of them in an instant.

"Ah——!h In the wall of wind, the shouts of their companions flickered.

"Fuji!"

"Clouds!"

Lu Xiu's eyes turned red, but even if the little dragon man pushed his physical strength to the limit, it was impossible to shake the sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun. The One-Star Hunters gritted their teeth and turned back to continue their escape away from the camp.

"Can't escape...... Xiao Yang's heart is as cold as frost, in the unobstructed desert, human beings can't run the wind and sand no matter what, if this continues, the hunters will be swallowed by the wind wall one by one. The young man's mind was like electricity, and he actually stopped resolutely, and with a flick of his left arm, the small round shield fell to his hand with a clattering around the chain. The small black shield actually reflected bursts of black mangs in the dark clouds in the sky, as if echoing the actions of the young man.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Xiu shouted, reaching out to grab his companion, but the catch was empty. In the blink of an eye, the Little Hunters had already lost two of their companions, but a third was about to do something stupid. Xiong Fuji's shield can barely block the wind, and Xiao Yang is behind everyone, in addition to wasting his life in vain, how can there be a second role?

"Just run!" The hunter turned his head and left his companions with a big smile. Xiao Yang held the shield flat in front of him in a strange way, not like a defense, but like a show of something, "Please, it must be useful......"

"Hoo ——!" The wind wall approached Nie Xiaoyang, who didn't know the height of the sky, and the young man's helmet trembled in the wind, and he actually broke free of the buckle directly and was sucked into the turbid wind. Under the gaze of his companions, the hunter threw his arms and then his entire body into the wall of wind. Like a pebble thrown into a puddle, the sandstorm was gently disturbed, and there was no abnormality anymore, and the small ocean that sank into the wind and turbulence also completely lost its trace.

"Hell!" Feng Chen only felt that his heart was smashed hard by a heavy hammer, and his palm was bleeding. Xiao Yang's movements were so fast that no one had time to stop him, and even until his teammates were engulfed by the whirlwind, no one realized why he did it.

"Don't stop!" Captain Qin only felt a sour nose, and the heavy sense of despair made the huntress breathe stagnant, and the tears in her eyes mixed with the Venus in front of her, blurring her vision. In the chaotic situation, Qin Shuiyu still remembered his duties as the head of the regiment, and shouted loudly with the last reason in his throat, "No one is allowed to leave the team!" ”

The one-star hunters gritted their teeth and their faces contorted, but none of them stopped. If anyone survives such a storm, it must be the blessing of the hunter's ancestors, not the decision of manpower. The teenagers vented their grief and anger on their bodies, and the speed of escape was a little faster.

"Woo......" The feet did not stop, and Lu Yingying had already begun to sob softly.

As if tearing through a curtain that obscured the sky, the furious tornado came to an eerie halt at this time. In a brief split second when no one could react, the gale that enveloped the camp was replaced by a clear blue sky. The gloom of the sandstorm dissipated like melting snow, as if it had never existed.

The faint wind dispersed in the blink of an eye, and Nie Xiaoyang was not blown away, but maintained a posture of holding the shield forward and stood in place. The shield in the boy's hand was gone, and only half of the handle for holding was still in his hand. The one-star hunter's hunting suit was cut by thousands of sharp blades at the same time, and the steel and bast were rolled up to varying degrees, even the tiniest parts of the gauntlets and feet were not spared.

But the wind finally stopped.

Under the scorching sun, the camp was as quiet as late at night.

"What's the trouble...... "Fengshan Dragon sighed, and the air from its mouth turned into a breeze that swept through the young man's bruised body. Like the last straw that crushed the camel, Nie Xiaoyang maintained an upright posture and fell on his back facing the sky.

"Bang! Puff la-" Without the support of the strong wind, the sand fish dragon and the stone planks in the air fell like raindrops, and the strange fish more than a meter long smashed into the boy's belly, making Xiao Yang's head and feet suddenly spasm.

The "Hu ......" momentum was inexplicably blocked, and the ancient dragon species was not half annoyed. It opened its mouth again, and exhaled another whirlwind that swept away the remaining fleeing hunters.